Descendants of Daoism of Daqin

More and more masters appeared on this coast, and groups stood there watching.

The magic circle also became more and more crumbling under the attack of the Luna trio, and it seemed that it would be broken soon.

He Bo, Nvying and other young masters of the Yin-Yang family also stood aside under the guidance of the elder on crutches, waiting for the opportunity to move.

"We are all here, why not go up?"

"Who wants to be this early bird? That's Master Bei Mingzi of the Taoist Tianzong."

"No matter how powerful he is, he is only one person. We have so many masters here. I don't believe he can stop them together, unless he is a god."

A junior shouted.

An old man beside him sneered:

"Idiot, do you think Bei Mingzi is the only master of the Taoist Tianzong? He is the only one here?"

"And now whoever goes first will become the enemy of Tianzong of Taoism. If you are not afraid of death, you can try how deep the foundation of this thousand-year sect is."

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An old man in black beside him stroked his beard and said, he was carrying a wooden sword box on his back, and his breath was as thick as a mountain.

Old Man Shan Jian, a loose sword practitioner in the Jianghu, an extremely master, a master of swordsmanship, his sword is as heavy as a mountain, so he is called Old Man Shan Jian.

Originally from the rivers and lakes of Chu State.

"It's perfect for the Yinyang family to do this early bird. They and the Taoist Tianzong are incompatible, haha."

The middle-aged bald man with a face as dark as black iron and a tall and strong physique laughed while touching his bald head. He had scars on his face and his beard was extremely lush.

One can tell at a glance that he is a top expert who is invulnerable to outsiders.

 …  

Such a person is enough to fight against a hundred horses on the battlefield.

"When the magic circle shatters, that's when we attack. We just need to go to the mirage and kill the demon Su Ying. As for the Beimingzi, someone else will deal with it."

A thin old man with a slim figure and sinister eyes stood there and said, after he finished speaking, he glanced at Guiguzi and Weiliaozi who were standing in the distance, his eyes sparkled.

Su Zige, this time I see whether you will die or not!

He is the leader of the Ten Thousand Poison Sect in Jianghu. The Ten Thousand Poison Sect was destroyed by Su Ying in the early years, and he was hacked by Su Ying with a sword to make him look like this. However, he had an adventure later on, but his skill has not diminished. However, his hatred for Su Ying is unforgettable.

Snapped!

Accompanied by a crisp shattering sound that resounded through the heavens and the earth, the magic circle shattered.

almost simultaneously.

Guiguzi and Weiliaozi rushed out, heading straight for Beimingzi.

The rest of them headed towards the mirage not far behind Bei Mingzi.

Suddenly, there was a sharp sound of a sharp weapon tearing the air between the sky and the earth.

Those people from various forces couldn't help but look up towards the sky.

The black arrows were like rain, shooting down densely.

"careful!"

someone shouted.

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Chapter 326 Go Down For Me (Second)

Old Man Shanjian and the rest of the masters snorted coldly, and as their inner strength surged, various moves shot out into the sky, blocking all the arrow rain that attacked them from all sides.

As for whether others will be safe and sound, it is completely out of their consideration.

A wave of arrows rained down, and many juniors with low strength fell into a pool of blood.

After a wave of arrows rained, a large group of people wearing black clothes, covering their faces, and wearing bamboo hats appeared in the surrounding mountains and forests. They held sharp swords and came towards them. There were nearly a hundred of them, and they were murderous and bloody.

Someone recognized it and exclaimed:

"He's from Huang Quan!"

"It came just right!"

The dark-skinned, muscular middle-aged man of "[-]" laughed loudly, clashed his fists, and retreated into the crowd without stepping forward.

"Everyone in Huangquan deserves to die."

The old man of the Wandu Sect said viciously, his voice was sharp, and his thin figure rushed forward, turning into a phantom at an extremely fast speed, with black light on his sharp claws, obviously highly poisonous.

Cutting through the air, cutting people is like cutting vegetables.

These Huangquan swordsmen are fine against ordinary people in the Jianghu, and they can also defeat first-class masters with three or five people working together.

But when dealing with these top and even top masters, it seems a bit unsatisfactory.

For a time, there were heavy casualties.

The side of the coast that faces the sea.