Myriad Realms Free Mercenaries

Chapter 867
Ou Jingyan next to Hua Ling was in the same situation, except for Mu Xi who did not come, four of the five doomsday swords were in the hands of four women, Mu Xia, Ou Jingyan, Wang Ping, and Zhu Xiaoyun.

They stood still and kept waving their long swords. The air in front of them was distorted, and the monsters were cut into two pieces out of thin air one after another. None of them could rush up the stone steps and get within two feet of them.

Among the other empty-handed people, the old man was the most violent. When he slapped his palms in the air, the monsters would be exploded one by one. Occasionally, when he slapped both palms together, there would be a series of explosions.

The three of Partridge Whistle swallowed one after another, and Hua Ling said in a trembling voice: "Master...Senior brother, this...isn't it the sword energy and splitting palm in the script?"

Partridge Whistle nodded in a daze, and said, "That's right, it's Sword Qi and Splitting Palm."

The old foreigner was holding a bow and arrow in his hand, but he hadn't shot a single arrow, and he almost moaned: "My God! There are really such abilities in this world. I always thought that they were all novelists' words, making up Of!"

"..."

The monsters kept rushing towards the stone steps without fear. The death of the same kind did not make them feel any fear. A half-foot-high hill made of monster corpses had already been piled up under the stone steps.

In just a cup of tea, the monster was already half dead. The square in front of Lingyuntian Palace was filled with blood, and the blood gathered into a stream, flowing along the square in front of the palace and flowing into the abyss under the Sanshi Bridge.

After the three of Partridge Whistle were stunned for a while, they finally came to their senses. The Doomsday Sword was given to him by Ouyang Fei just in case, and it was obviously useless at this time. He stuck the sword by his side and drew out his two spears , left and right.

Partridge Whistle's marksmanship can be called a top sharpshooter. He never takes aim when he shoots, and shoots with his hand up. The bullet either hits the monster's eyes, or penetrates the monster's bloody mouth when it roars, and then passes through the monster's mouth. Through the back of the head.

The old foreigner's arrow technique is not weaker than the Partridge Whistle's spear technique at all. It is also one arrow at a time. Although the methods of the two of them are conventional, the speed of slaughtering monsters is not slow at all. The whistle is loaded with bullets.

The fight lasted for more than half an hour. When the last monster in the farthest distance was shot by the old foreigner, the battle came to an end, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

At this time, in front of the stone steps in front of Lingyun Palace, the corpses of the monsters were piled up to the level of everyone, it was a real mountain of corpses.

The old foreigner shook his trembling right hand because he kept drawing the bow and shooting arrows, and said with lingering fear: "Thanks to you, if there were only a few of us, I am afraid that we would have died long ago without even the scum."

"Hehe." Ou Jingyan beside him patted him on the shoulder and said with a smile: "It's already very good. With your archery skills, it's no exaggeration to give you the title of Xiao Huang Zhong. If you put it in ancient times, then It is definitely a generation of arrow gods that will go down in history."

The old foreigner smiled when he heard this and said: "Forget it! In front of people like you, our little skills are not worth mentioning at all."

"I really didn't expect that when you make a move, it turns out to be a method in the storybook. The "Legend of the Swordsman in Shushan" written by the original Zhu Zhuzhu, can't it be true?"

Ou Jingyan looked at the old foreigner in astonishment, and said, "Hey, do you still like to read such scripts?"

The old foreigner scratched the back of his head embarrassingly, and said with a smile: "When I was in Tianjin Wei, I picked up a newspaper and saw this script by accident, and I was immediately fascinated."

Everyone couldn't help laughing. They didn't expect this guy to be a fan of novels. Ouyang Fei laughed and said, "The imagination of the owner of Huanzhu is indeed wild, but the things he imagined may not be all illusory."

"Many things do exist. It's just that such an expert is rare now. At least I grew up with authentic Taoism. Those who know how to use sword energy and split empty palms are the only ones from our Ouchen family. I never saw any other kindred spirits."

After hearing Ouyang Fei's words, Partridge Whistle said with emotion: "So, how lucky I am to have met Brother Ou and you, if I hadn't met you, I don't know how long it will take for me to move the mountain's curse." He Yue will be able to lift it."

Ouyang Fei patted Partridge Whistle on the shoulder and said with a smile, "This is the so-called fate."

Partridge Whistle nodded repeatedly, with a hint of joy on his face, "Yes, it's fate."

"Everyone, take a rest, adjust your breathing, and burn the corpses of these monsters in a while, so as not to block our retreat. We still have the biggest enemy waiting to be dealt with!"

After hearing the old man's words, everyone went to the roof of Lingyun Tiangong, sat cross-legged, and recovered the true energy they had just consumed.

The three brothers and sisters of Partridge Whistle also found a place to sit and rest. The gate of the palace behind them was open, but they dared not enter rashly.

Those who are ignorant are fearless. After seeing all kinds of things in this worm valley, their courage has become very small. There is nothing here that they can deal with. Without Ouyang Fei and the others leading them, they dare not rush around.

More than half an hour later, Ouyang Fei and others received their merits one after another, and the old man ordered: "Burn the corpses of these monsters and retreat to the square."

The three of Partridge Whistle stood on the stone steps, watching Ouyang Fei and the others cast their spells, a raging flame rose from the ground, and in a short while, all the corpses that were like a hill were burned to ashes.

When everyone returned to the square, Ouyang Fei said: "Once the tomb door of King Xian's tomb is opened, the so-called Tianmen, the snake demon will be awakened, and the snake mountain will collapse. If it is in the palace, it may be dangerous."

"I am quicker, you all wait outside, I will open the gate of heaven alone, and then immediately back out, after the snake demon is dealt with, I will go into the tomb to look for Muchen Bead."

Everyone had no objection, and Partridge Whistle said with concern: "Brother Ou, be careful in everything, no matter what, your own safety is the most important thing."

Ouyang Fei nodded with a smile, and said, "Don't worry! I know it well."

After Ouyang Fei finished speaking, he ran straight to Lingyun Tiangong, the three of Partridge Whistle retreated to the end, and the others formed seals in their hands and got ready.

Facing the giant green-scaled python, they were a little more solemn. Although this is not a world of high martial arts, no matter what, the giant green-scaled python must have something special about it being able to grow to such a large size.

"boom"

A moment later, everyone heard a muffled sound from the Tiangong, and at this moment, the place where the Tiangong was located was violently windy, and the originally clear sky darkened in an instant.

"Boom...when..."

The large and small bronze bells hanging around shook violently, and the chaotic bells rang continuously. The three of Partridge Whistle only felt that the bell was deafening, making them dizzy, and they subconsciously covered their ears tightly.

Ouyang Fei's figure quickly jumped out of the Tiangong, and the next moment, the entire cliff where Lingyun Tiangong was located began to shake violently.

(End of this chapter)