Descendants of Daoism of Daqin

"You don't have to hide your hands, go all out, it doesn't matter if you attract the hands of the Yin-Yang family. Even if the Yin-Yang family of the farmer's Mo family join forces today, don't worry."

The spirit ghost Xiaohei nodded, his body was full of breath, and Gao Jianli and the big hammer beside him were blown away at once. Their eyes widened slightly, looking at the spirit ghost Xiaohei in front of them, they saw it open its arms , A magic circle appeared in front of him, and from the magic circle appeared one after another, and it took thirty to disappear.

Seeing these thirty spirit men, the two heirs of the farmer's Mo family and Guigu Zongheng were stunned. They never thought that the most mysterious one in the underworld could summon thirty spirit men who were equivalent to first-class masters to turn around. war situation.

"Oh?" Above the mirage, Donghuang Taiyi, who was looking in this direction from the deck, let out a light sigh, "To be able to summon such a powerful magician, the magician hidden in the black robe...isn't easy."

As soon as these thirty spiritual men who were equivalent to first-class masters in the rivers and lakes appeared, the situation of the scene was completely tilted to Huang Quan's side. The peasant family and the Mohist family, including Wei Zhuang and Gai Nie of Guigu Zongheng, felt great pressure.

In the distance, Zhang Liang and Tian Yan were also a little surprised when they saw this scene on the cliff.

"Could this be Su Ying's backhand?" Tian Yan couldn't help but wonder.

Zhang Liang stared at the battle situation on the cliff, his hands under his sleeves were tightly clenched.

"My lord Donghuang, the Mo family and peasants can't last long, should we make a move?" Yun Zhongjun, who was behind Donghuang Taiyi, asked respectfully. His medicine men were standing around him. The tall and strong ones, some short and thin ones, are all covered in bronze, with fierce eyes, and sharp teeth like beasts.

"hold on."

"Yes."

In the battle on the cliff, Gao Jianli forced back a spirit man in front of him with a sword, and faced back to back with the big hammer. The two had already suffered some injuries. Gao Jianli looked at the many spirit men in front of him and gave them a blow from behind the spirit man Xiao Hei, the spirit ghost with a powerful big move, tightened the Shuihan sword in his hand, "It's not an option to go on like this, you have to break through these things with one move to hurt it, big hammer, cover me."

"Okay!" The big hammer nodded, waving the hammer to prevent the surrounding spirits from attacking him and Gao Jianli.

"Okay!" The big hammer nodded, waving the hammer to prevent the surrounding spirits from attacking him and Gao Jianli.

Under his protection, Gao Jianli took a deep breath, the Shuihan sword stood upright in front of his chest, and with his left hand and the sword finger, he wiped upwards along the sword body, all the internal energy rushed into the Shuihan sword, and the rolling chill flowed from the sword The blade of the sword and his body spread out in all directions, and the surrounding air was condensed with a layer of icy blue frost, and the ground within tens of feet instantly froze, and the chill was astonishing.

Even Wei Zhuang Gai Nie and Zheng He Yan Lingji, who were in the fierce battle, were shocked by the strength of the chill, and stopped their hands to look at him.

"This is Yi Shuihan." The Zhu family was a little shocked. "As expected of the Shuihan Sword ranked seventh in the sword manual, it is indeed powerful. The chill is at least ten times stronger than Xiao Ci's Mo Xie sword's Dong Mie sword intent."

Mei Sanniang blocked the slash of a master of Huang Quan with the sickle in her hand, and kicked him away, "Now the Mohist clan has no leader, this Gao Jianli is so powerful, he should be the next Mohist tycoon, right?"

"Maybe." The Zhu family who was talking was pierced by a sword, but turned into dust. It turned out that it was just a phantom created by thousands of people and thousands of faces, not the real body.

"His Yi Shuihan is much stronger than the last time I fought him." Wei Zhuang narrowed his eagle eyes slightly. "It stands to reason that he can't improve so much in such a short time." Wei Zhuang turned his head to look at Gai Nie, and Gai Nie, who was holding a wooden sword, looked at Gao Jianli in the center of the ice and snow and said, "Maybe it's because the Snow Maiden left. .”

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Gao Jianli's move, Yi Shuihan, waited until the sword intent reached its peak, and then handed it out. A icy sword energy that swept through the billowing ice and snow went straight towards Xiaohei, the spirit ghost. Those spirit warriors wanted to block this sword energy, But before he could touch it, he was frozen into an ice cube.

"Not good." Yan Lingji frowned, and was about to rescue her when she was forced back by a scarlet sword aura. She looked at Wei Zhuang who had unleashed the sword, her deep and dreamy blue eyes were full of coldness.

Facing the sword energy, Linggui Xiaohei raised his hand, and the deep gloomy light turned into a curtain to block it in front of it. The ice-swept sword energy hit the dark curtain, and chills spread all around. When it exploded, the sword energy splashed out in all directions along with the chill, and the chill spread all over the body, forming solid ice all over the body, and then breaking into slag, and most of the spirits were wiped out by the wave.

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After handing out the sword, Gao Jianli half-kneeled on the ground holding the Shuihan sword, his face was pale, and he was panting heavily. The sword just now took out most of the internal energy in his body, and it was impossible to use another sword. .

He raised his head and looked towards the opposite side, which was the direction of Xiao Hei, the spirit ghost. The white ice fog gradually dissipated, but what appeared in front of Gao Jianli made his eyes widen.

"This... what?" Gao Jianli couldn't help muttering.

Everyone turned their heads to look, including Zheng He and Yan Lingji, who were also taken aback.

In the ice mist that gradually dissipated in between, the ghost spirit Xiaohei was revealed. It lost an arm, and the black robe used to cover it was also destroyed, revealing the black body inside, the broken arm and the injured body. It was also wriggling, and a new arm appeared after a while. It had no facial features on its face, only two white spots that could be called eyes, just like two grains of white rice appearing in the ink.

"What the hell is this?" Big Iron Hammer asked with wide-eyed shock, and no one around could answer him.

Above the mirage, Yun Zhongjun looked at Xiao Hei in surprise: "Is that also... a spirit man?"

"It looks like it, and it doesn't look like it." Donghuang Taiyi said with great interest, "The ones it summons are spirits. It is not. It is higher than spirits. It is a very strange creature. I don't know that Su Ying Where did you get it from."

Chapter 277 Su Ying's Real Backhand

in the forest.

Fei Min was forced back a few meters by Sheng Qiyi's sword. There were many sword wounds on his body, some were scratched, and some were an inch deep. There was a trace of blood at the corner of his mouth, and the tiger's mouth holding the sword was broken and dripping blood.

Although Fei Min's strength is far higher than the four people in front of him, he is still at a disadvantage in the face of the four people joining forces. Moreover, the contest between swordsmen is extremely dangerous. Even if there are two people, two swords are not enough. Life and death can be separated by a haircut, not to mention one person against four people, one sword against five swords.

"If you are fighting alone, none of us is your opponent, but if you want to fight four against one, hmph, I advise you not to dream." Tian Hu took a step forward holding the Tiger Soul Sword and said to Fei Min.

"One against four is as difficult as "September [-]". I really don't know how my lord used one against six to kill all six elders in your farm." Fei Min wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, looked at The four people on the opposite side smiled and said that although he was in a mess, his expression was calm and he did not seem to admit defeat at all.

And hearing Fei Min's words, except for Tian Ci, the expressions of the other three people suddenly became extremely ugly. It was the nightmare in their hearts, the blood feud of the peasant family, and the deep hatred they bore.

Whether it was Tian Meng, Tian Hu's elder brother, Wu Kuang Shengqi's master, or Tian Guang, the hero of the peasant family, they all died in Su Ying's hands.

"You're looking for death!" Sheng Qihong roared with eyes wide open, and rushed towards Fei Min with a huge stride.

Fei Min looked at him who was coming menacingly and Wu Kuang and Tian Hu who were attacking from the left and right sides, the corners of his mouth were slightly hooked, and he didn't even intend to make a move while leaning on the Qinglong sword, "Do you know that I have already joined Zheng He and the others, why? Will you leave? Only now brought those swordsmen to join us in a hurry?"

Wu Kuang's heart trembled violently when he heard the words, feeling something was wrong.

At this time, the Ju Que in Sheng Qi's hand had already moved to Fei Min's body, and the tip of the sword went straight to Fei Min's chest. The stick is also enough to penetrate Fei Min.

But at this moment, two iron locks shot out from both sides, directly binding the sword body of the giant que, and two slender figures sprang out from the treetops, and the two kicked in Sheng Qi's wide-open eyes. Ju Que flew out of his chest, and Sheng Qi also flew upside down.

"Brother!" Unexpectedly, Wu Kuang blurted out in a hurry. He showed a flaw at this moment. Swish, a gloomy sword light flashed behind him, and an ancient sword with a body like autumn water pierced through it directly. His body, Wu Kuang looked at the blood-stained sword tip protruding from his chest in disbelief, and before he could say anything, the sword had already been pulled out.

Sheng Qi's eyes widened, looking at the scene in front of him in disbelief.

Wu Kuang fell straight down, and the chill fell from his hands.

"Brother!" Sheng Qi shuddered all over, let out a cry of extreme grief,