The Xuanwu halberd flashed with white water and yellow earth, and a muffled sound. The mixed iron spear in Gao Xianzhi's hand was made of. When the Xuanwu halberd was touched, it was only bent continuously, and a few sparks flashed faintly. Gao Xianzhi screamed in "bitter", and his hands were covered in blood. The calluses of the palm of his palm were pulled to pieces by the gun rod that flew out quickly. A bunch of blood flowed out along the gun rod. Jiangyu Xuanwu halberd pressed forward with a "kick" and two "kicks" sounds. Gao Xianzhi's two arms were dislocated by the huge force. He sat down on the war horse, but the horse was also psychic. He turned around and rushed. After two or three efforts, he ran more than twenty feet away.

Jiang Yu was not willing to let Gao Xianzhi go? The mixed iron spear was still flying upwards in the air. He had already chased Gao Xianzhi's horse with one step. The Xuanwu halberd did not stab or slash. Instead, he swept across like a big stick. Gao Xianzhi exclaimed in an exclaim, and his body jumped up like a big bird, flying out of more than ten feet in a slanted light. After landing, he staggered and did not dare to look back at Jiang Yu, and ran forward with his head silence. His divine black horse, about stifled, was swept by Jiang Yu's halberd. The Xuanwu halberd was watered. The two elemental forces of earth were activated at the same time. Water belongs to Yin and Yang stimulated Yang thunder. The Yin and Yang thunder shook. The huge horse suddenly turned into nothing, and only a horse-shaped light flashed slightly.

Gao Xianzhi, who was running away in a panic, felt something. He suddenly turned around and looked at Jiang Yu and howled angrily: "Jiangzhongyou, you are so useless. Are you using such a vicious move to a beast?"

After a moment of silence, Jiang Yu also took big steps and chased Gao Xianzhi. He said happily: "If you fight me, I won't attack your horse! Gao Xianzhi, don't run!" In this situation, although he didn't know why Jiang Yu's strength has improved so much than two years ago, and his two arms were destroyed after a meeting, Gao Xianzhi was not stupid enough to know that he was defeated and he still had to fight Jiang Yu even though he knew that he was defeated. He closed his mouth and said nothing, but just ran around the hillsides on both sides in a mess, refusing to stay away, but he did not dare to get too close to the battle group below. While running, he also made a sharp call. Thousands of cavalry in black clothes and black armor followed his orders, and rushed towards the camp below like a tide.

The first thing to be affected was the camp of more than a hundred Taoists. More than a thousand cavalry rushed over. Even these Taoists had great Taoist practices. Without being wary, these little Taoists who were at most rushing into their bodies and swaying on the threshold of the "Tao" were killed. Their heads rolled and blood flowed into a stream. More than a hundred Taoists just released dozens of thunder and lightning, knocking away more than a hundred black-clad cavalry, and were washed away to pieces. More than a hundred heads rolled on the ground.

The little boys they carried were also picked up by the cavalry with their cavalry and threw them away like broken straw bags, and naturally they had no life. The Taoist classics they carried were splashed with ground turbid oil from the Western Regions specialty by these cavalry, and threw them on them and burned them clean. In less than a cup of tea, Jiang Yu had just killed Gao Xianzhi's war horse, and more than a hundred Taoist people that Jiang Yu wanted to escort were killed.

Gao Xianzhi brought about four or five thousand soldiers. One thousand swept the Taoist camp, and thousands of others fought with the Wind Catching Camp. This time, they encountered iron plates, or the thickened and added large iron plates! It was more than a hundred feet away from the Wind Catching Camp. As soon as they rushed down the hillside, thousands of dense small holes suddenly appeared on the ground. More than two hundred war horses broke their legs in the hole and threw the cavalry on their backs heavily to the ground. The sound of broken bones was so clear at noisy night. More than a hundred cavalry directly broke their necks. After struggling for a few times, they were stepped into pieces by their companions swarming from behind.

Then, the eight hundred thugs left in the wind-catching camp were fully armored, holding a special Santing Mountain-cutting sword, and came straight towards the thousands of cavalry. The river fish drew drawings, and the mountain-cutting sword made by a master of craftsmanship. The head of the sword was three feet, the knife rod was three feet, and the triangular pyramid-shaped knife seat behind the sword rod was also three feet. The knife head was nine inches wide and three inches thick. A big knife weighed 108 kilograms in net weight, and it could be chopped, swept, hit, stabbed, and slapped. It was really a top-quality weapon for fighting formations to charge and kill people and plunder. Eight hundred big swords waved into the void at the same time, and eight hundred invisible rushes swept out. More than a thousand war horses ahead suddenly screamed in whimpering, and the people and horses were split into two pieces, and they could not die again.

Immediately after the 800 thugs rushed out, Bai Meng, who was sleeping and fattening in the tent. Because of the heavy wolf in his body, Bai Meng, who possessed great strength, had extra love for heavy weapons. What he was waving in his hand now were two special large iron cones. The large iron cone has a handle two feet long and the mouth of the bowl, made of pure steel; the handle is a cone, the cone with a triangular square cone is six feet high, and the bottom triangle is one foot and two inches long. The cone is covered with dense sharp barbs as thick as a little finger, and is also made of pure steel. Behind the handle are two steel chains about twelve, one end of which is buckled on Bai Meng's wrist, and can be flew out with his hands or can be called back at any time. These two strange weapons are the most powerful to use to harvest lives.

Two large iron cones were released and waved their hands. The two weapons rolled up a black whirlwind within five or six feet of Bai Meng's side. Wherever they passed, people were overturned and horses rushed out more than ten feet away by heavy blows. The insides were broken, and they could not die anymore. Under Bai Meng's leadership, eight hundred thugs who were originally killing and setting fires cheered in unison, charging backwards at the remaining two or three thousand cavalrymen, and defeating the elite troops under Gao Xianzhi's command backwards, with extremely heavy casualties.

The remaining hundreds of cavalry rushed to the camp of Jibei Zhenbei's envoy regiment, where the cavalry that was not allowed to intervene in the Fusang envoy was stopped by Sun Xingzhe, Kongkonger, Jingjinger, Long Chihuo, Du Wu, Du Xie, Du Feng, Du Chan and Du Zhu. Sun Xingzhe's ebony bar just made two loud noises, and just killed seven or eight unlucky ghosts, the battle was over. Hundreds of cavalry died tragically, and each one left a whole body.

Bai Xiazi, who was not participating in this meaningless massacre, stood aside and watched the battle with a smile, turned around and looked lazily at the camp of Taoists who were killed and almost burned to the ground. He shouted in a fuss: "Oh, but I forgot them. The samurai named Jibei Zhenbei, what are you samurai who sent to protect them?" Two small camps were built near the camp of the group of Taoists, including samurai who followed the Taoists to learn the Five Elements Escape Art. Now the Taoists have been killed, but why are the warriors not moving?

Yoshibei was stunned. Just as they were about to speak, hundreds of Fusang samurai who were wearing high-fitting skills to create Tang swords suddenly rushed out of the camp of the Taoists over there. The group of Fusang samurai rushed from behind the group of black cavalry, and its momentum was very fierce. As the black smoke and white smoke continued to flash, as the group of warriors entered the ground for a moment and entered the nearby jungle for a while, they quickly approached the at a loss of black cavalry. The long sword waved, and had already cut off the heads of dozens of cavalrymen. Gao Xianzhi's cavalry team was the elite he carefully produced. They were not panicked when they were hit by such a strange sudden attack, but quickly turned their horses to run.

After going out dozens of feet, he turned around and accelerated his cavalry, lay his spear flat, and rushed towards these Fusang warriors. However, these warriors were extremely mysterious. Often when the spear was about to stab them, their bodies twisted and disappeared from the ground. Then they appeared about twelve, and then they appeared about twelve, and they slashed down at the cavalry with a sword in the wind. Seeing the powerful lethality shown by these Fusang warriors in the battle, Yoshibe couldn't help but burst out with joy: "Gaga, you can't blame them. They have been working hard to learn the Five Elements Escape Technique in the past two years, but after all, they are beginners, and it takes some time to prepare for the use of the Escape Technique. Hehe, you can't blame them."

Bai Xiazi patted her forehead with a little worried, and said helplessly: "Oh, these Taoists died so unfairly. I thought these Fusang people could protect them. What should I do now? All the Taoists who went to you Fusang Island to preach are dead. Are you going back?"

Ji Beizhen's eyes turned and said dryly: "The Taoist is dead, and there are monks, hehe, it's the same for them to teach Buddhist scriptures! As long as they can drive out those monsters, mountain ghosts, Taoists, monks, we are not picky. Hehe, of course, if the Holy Emperor is willing to send another group of Taoists to our Fusang, we are willing!" Ji Beizhen felt that it doesn't matter. His warriors have learned the Five Elements Escape Method, and after returning to China, they can teach them to qualified warriors in China. These Taoists will die if they die. To be honest, he has no interest in the mysterious things in Taoism that comprehend the way of heaven. What he is interested in is the practical method of Taoism, not the "Tao" itself.

He snorted coldly and did not see Ji Beizhen laughing carefully. Bai Xiazi turned her eyes and sneered, "It's interesting. The Taoist was killed, but the monk's camp was in a state of uninteresting turmoil. It's really interesting." With his jade hand spread, a long needle that was nearly a foot long crystal clear like white jade appeared in his hand. Bai Xiazi glanced at Gao Xianzhi who was running wildly on the hillside more than two hundred feet away, leading the river fish to chase him. With his fingers, the long needle shot out without a trace of sound. This long needle was made of the longest hair on the end of her tail. After piercing into the human body, it can penetrate the seven orifices and drill into the heart through the bloodline. It is the most vicious. Now, the venom of Du Wu and the five brothers is tempered, which is even more damaging.

The long needle flashed and instantly reached Gao Xianzhi's back. It was about to pierce into Gao Xianzhi's back heart. At this moment, a big hand with a little blushing blinked out next to him, and he picked up the long needle without any trace of fireworks. The thumb and index finger of the big hand gently crushed, and a ball of golden Buddha flame flashed by. Bai Xiazi's treasure that had been burned with his own elixir fire for decades was suddenly turned into vanish in a piece of golden cloud. Being backwards by the Buddha's power, Bai Xiazi in the distance groaned, and blood suddenly spurted out of his mouth, scaring Ji Beizhen beside him so much that he turned around and ran away.

Jiang Yu saw the sudden appearance of the hand, and also saw that the owner of the hand was a middle-aged monk with a solemn appearance. The monk was tall and strange in shape. His ears drooped to his shoulders. His pair of slender eyes were almost twice as wide as ordinary people, and there was a faint golden light. The monk was wearing a monk's hat with a high top, and his right hand was like a flower-shaped man. He destroyed Bai Xiazi's long needle that plotted against him. However, he held a foot and three inches tall on his left hand, and the golden light flashed.

There are thirteen-layer pagodas with thousands of Buddha statues carved on them. Three inches above the pagoda was a light green lotus the size of a fist. On the lotus were sun-shaped round swords and moon-shaped curved swords. The swords were shining brightly. On the swords, there were a golden relic of thumbs-sized heads hanging three inches. Golden glows were released from the relics and rolled down, covering the swords, lotus, and pagodas were all covered in the golden glow like water mist. The huge Buddha power fluctuated and the momentum was extremely amazing.

The monk nodded at Jiang Yu with a smile, while Gao Xianzhi turned around angrily, stood behind the monk, with two dislocated arms hanging down, and looked at Jiang Yu angrily. Jiang Yu was stunned, and instinctively turned around and was about to escape. Suddenly, someone shouted in his ear: "Namo Amitabha, since the sea of ​​suffering is boundless, why should the donor struggle? Sleeping into the sea of ​​suffering, and repenting to my Buddha with the Avici Hell, it is not a matter of

The Avenue of Light!" Jiang Yu had not seen clearly who the person was talking. A terrible force that was so soft that Jiang Yu could not believe had hit him in the back of his heart, and knocked Jiang Yu's huge body out. Jiang Yu was like a projectile smashed by a stone caster, flying outwards against the ground. Wherever his body passed, the rocks and trees were all crushed by him. A long ditch was cut out by his legs from the place where he was standing.

The huge force rushed into Jiangyu's body with a terrible heat flow that could melt gold and turn iron, shaking Jiangyu's mind and rushed straight into Jiangyu's dantian, shattering the Qi in his dantian. It was like a sun directly exploded in the dantian. Jiangyu's dantian expanded more than ten times by the domineering power, and then it suddenly bounced back to its original state after being blocked by his powerful body. Fortunately, Jiangyu had such a powerful body, otherwise his dantian would explode into pieces. Fortunately, Jiangyu's Wangyue Sect's martial arts did not have the golden elixir or the nascent of the Yuanying, otherwise that power would have the power to turn his dantian into pieces in this moment. Fortunately, Jiangyu's Wangyue Sect's martial arts did not have the golden elixir or the nascent of the Yuanying, otherwise the power would have the power to turn his dantian into pieces in his dantian.

Everything was destroyed. After destroying Jiang Yu's dantian into shape, the heat rushed directly from his lower dantian to the middle dantian, rushed straight from his middle dantian, rushed into his purple palace sea of ​​consciousness, and exploded again! "Om", this is a terrible power that is enough to destroy the soul of the Taoist practitioner, and it is the energy unique to the Buddha's power of Buddhism. The little Taoist soul that Jiang Yu had just cultivated through practicing the ** Xuangong in the past two years was shattered, and seven blood arrows spewed out from his seven orifices. The stars in front of Jiang Yu's eyes flashed and almost fainted.

It was also Jiang Yu's luck that his Wangyue Sect's martial arts did not cultivate the soul. The ultimate achievement of the Wangyue Sect's martial arts was to merge his soul, that is, the imprint of life, and his powerful and undestructible level, to reach the level of never-ending death of the saint. As long as he started practicing the mind method of the Wangyue Sect, his soul began to merge with his body. When he reached Jiang Yu's copper body realm, his body was already in jeopardy, and his soul would not be hit. Although he practiced the ** mysterious skill, although he had cultivated a touch of soul, the effect of the martial arts was only equivalent to Jiang Yu's soul clone, and it had nothing to do with his own soul. Therefore, the heat flow of Buddha power that was enough to beat ordinary cultivators to death, although it destroyed all the hard work of Jiang Yu in the cultivation of the soul in the past two years, it did not hurt Jiang Yu's origin!

The lucky Jiang Yu, the rogue Wangyue Sect's martial arts! As long as the body is not destroyed, you will not find his weakness! Those who practice Wangyue Sect's martial arts have no golden elixir, no Nascent Soul, and no Yuanshen. The most important soul and physical body are merged into one. It depends on how you can do anything to him! The person who sneaked into Jiang Yu's swordsmanship did not know that Jiang Yu's martial arts practiced had such rogue characteristics. After hitting him, he did not chase him again. Instead, Jiang Yu escaped the disaster of killing! With this person's strength, if he bombarded Jiang Yu dozens of times in a row, Jiang Yu would be smashed into powder.

Jiang Yu was knocked away almost a mile away. While wiping the ground and flying backwards towards the back, Jiang Yu was squirting blood. At the same time, because the soul he had cultivated was shattered, his eyes became dull, like a dead person. Sun Xingzhe exclaimed, and chased Jiang Yu first. The remaining people, monsters, and thugs abandoned their opponents and ran towards Jiang Yu. Ji Bei was really tactful, knowing that such a fight was impossible to interfere, so he hurriedly ordered his subordinates to look at his camp and become an ostrich with his head in his arms.

Jiang Yu, who had broken many things on his legs, had broken through his deep ditch on the ground. After the huge force he received gradually dissipated, two copper-red rays suddenly shot out of his eyes. With a crazy howl, a ball of blood mist suddenly spurted out from the 84,000 pores of Jiang Yu's body. The golden Buddha power was wrapped in the blood mist and rushed out of his body. Jiang Yu, who had lost a circle in an instant, suddenly raised his Xuanwu halberd, and the Qi in his body was poured into the Long Salute. The long halberd, which received huge power support, made a long smolder of "Oh Yuu Yuu". The shadow of the Xuanwu of the turtle and snake pan flashed faintly on the long halberd. Jiang Yu stomped his feet heavily on the ground, destroying the ground dozens of feet in a radius, and creating a huge hole more than thirty feet deep on the ground.

With the huge anti-shock force, Jiang Yu's body sniffed the air and tore the void with a slit. With a series of dense and inseparable black afterimages, he held his long halberd in his hand and stabbed the fat monk who was about ten feet tall and plump in the place where he was standing just now. All the energy in his body was pouring on the Xuanwu halberd. The Xuanwu halberd weighed tens of millions of pounds now. With Jiang Yu's own powerful power, even if there was a mountain in front of him, he would still be pierced by his halberd.

The huge monk wearing a yellow monk robe and also wearing a monk's hat on his head smiled and looked at the Jiangyu who was rushing towards him. He put his hands into a fire lotus seal, and then turned into a treasure tree dragon-shaped jade bottle seal. The knuckles spit out of his hands hit the Jiangyu. A ball of golden light flashed, and a golden light flashed on it. A demon-subduing pestle flashed out of thin air. It was wrapped in boundless flames. With a loud "rumbling" sound, the surrounding earth, water, fire, wind, and slammed the Jiangyu's head.

For the first time in his life, Jiang Yu encountered this kind of attack from a real practitioner, and he encountered this kind of cultivation level, which was obviously much higher than Jiang Yu, and the magic weapon he used was at least a spiritual weapon level attack. Jiang Yu seemed to have not seen anything, and even the demon-subduing pestle did not notice it. The copper-red light in his eyes condensed into two thin lights, staring at the heart of the monk next to him. The Xuanwu halberd suddenly flew out of his hand and stabbed away. Jiang Yu shot out the long halberd about a hundred feet away from the monk. At the same time, he clenched his fists tightly and raised his fists to meet the demon-subduing pestle that smashed down in the air! It was not that he didn't want to dodge, but that he rushed too hard just now and had too much inertia. Even with the recoil force that shot out a halberd, he really had no strength to dodge.

First, the demon-subduing pestle hit Jiang Yu's fists hard. With a muffled groan, Jiang Yu screamed with a strange cry, and the infinite power in his body was blasted out without any reservation. The powerful ** finally burst out with all its potential for the first time. The two fists had completely turned into pure copper color at that moment. With a loud noise that made the eardrums of half of the people in Jibei Zhenbei camp shatter, Jiang Yu's fists shook the demon-subduing pestle high. Jiang Yu's arm bones emitted "giggles".

There was a loud noise, but this time, Jiang Yu's bones and muscles withstood this terrible test. His bones and muscles were not damaged at all, but the skin on his hands was blown to pieces, and the red muscles were immediately exposed to the air. The hot flames on the demon-subduing pestle only burned Jiang Yu's clothes, but there was no way to take the bags and body around his waist. A ball of sparks flashed on Jiang Yu's skin, making Jiang Yu as powerful as the god of fire coming to the world.

"Namo Amitabha!" The monk saw the long halberd that was shot in a flash, and he showed a smile of no concern at all. He gently opened his five fingers and grabbed the long halberd. There was a Vajra illusion flashing behind him, and he was in a hurry. Everyone did not see clearly that this was the Vajra illusion. In short, the monk, like Zhu Fajie that day, had borrowed the original Buddha power of a Vajra God. His white and red palms had emitted a brilliant golden light, like a big hand made of gold, and gently collided with the halberd in the smile of the monk.

As the monk expected, there was no strong magic power condensation on the long halberd. The fluctuation of the water and soil elementary power mobilized by the Xuanwu halberd itself had turned into shattered under his big hand. But then, the monk's face turned from the solemnity of the treasure face to extremely horror. "Buddha is above!" The monk exclaimed in surprise and his whole arm suddenly exploded into a ball of plasma. The Xuanwu halberd stabbed towards his heart without being blocked. Indeed, Jiangyu did not have any strong magic power, and there was no strong energy fluctuation on the Xuanwu halberd. However, after the infusion of Jiangyu's qi, the Xuanwu halberd weighed tens of millions of pounds. With the monster-like physical strength of Jiangyu, the pure physical power on the long halberd was so great that it was unreasonable!

The careless fat monk instantly lost his arm, and the long halberd had already pierced into his heart. Seeing that the fat monk was about to be stabbed, his heart suddenly fell backwards. The middle-aged monk standing in front of Gao Xianzhi reached out with a smile and threw the fat monk out. The pagoda in his hand emitted a thousand feet of light and faced the Xuanwu halberd. Layers of golden glow like water waves enveloped the Xuanwu halberd. The small thirteen-layer pagoda was wrapped in a ball of strong light like a golden solution, and collided with the long halberd.

The face of the middle-aged monk, who was also smiling, suddenly changed, and blood was also squirting from his seven orifices, especially the blood sprayed out of his mouth was like a fountain. In the blink of an eye, it was probably not a small basin of blood? The physical power contained in the Xuanwu Salute was so great that it was unreasonable. It was so great that he ignored the world and human relations. In short, it was a huge and dissolute. The strong golden light on the pagoda suddenly flashed and almost dissipated. Anyway, the power of the middle-aged monk was seriously injured in his internal organs and almost died. But the pagoda was also a strange treasure after all, and the huge Buddha power surged out layer by layer, without making any sound at all, so he completely resolved the long spear.

Jiang Yu, who was also covered in blood and had two fists, snatched up in a few steps, pulled up the Xuanwu halberd inserted into the ground, and slapped the monk's head. The middle-aged monk squirted blood while retreating quickly. He was in a hurry to take back his golden pagoda. Jiang Yu let out a strange laugh, and a mouthful of thick phlegm and a mouthful of blood in his mouth sprayed on the dim pagoda. The pagoda lost its luster due to the filth, and only the lotus, swords, and relics on the pagoda were still flowing. Poor a Buddhist treasure that had no effect, but was so mean by Jiang Yu. Jiang Yu stretched out his left hand and grabbed the pagoda with one hand, and the long halberd in his right hand had already slashed horizontally towards the monk's neck.

The middle-aged monk snorted angrily, his eyes flashed, and he pinched his Buddha seal with his hands and pointed it at Gao Xianzhi's body. Gao Xianzhi's body suddenly expanded three times, his dislocated arm was completely connected, and his whole body was as bright as a person made of gold. The monk shouted in strange-tongued Central Plains Mandarin: "Guardian Gao, rob the 'Sheng Tower'!" While giving orders, the monk retreated quickly and retreated to the fat monk who was gritting his teeth and tearing off the monk's robe and tightly bandaging his broken arm.

Gao Xianzhi roared to the sky and waved his fist and rushed towards Jiang Yu. It is impossible to say that the power of this Buddhist Hinayana secret method is really terrible. Gao Xianzhi, a man who is far inferior to Jiang Yu, was blessed by the monk's Buddhist teachings. His strength and defense have soared dozens of times. As the fist wind roared, Jiang Yu and Gao Xianzhi fought head-on for a few times, and their wrists began to numb. Jiang Yu was willing to fight Gao Xianzhi desperately? He also turned around and ran away, and shouted loudly: "Children, throw it to me~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

"Wow", with the sound of breaking through the air, 1,258 Santing machetes weighing 108 kilograms were smashed into the air. These thugs who had just formed a golden elixir also had thousands of pounds of brute force in their hands. More than a thousand machetes formed a mountain of swords, which accurately hit Gao Xianzhi's body. Gao Xianzhi's body shook, and in the golden light, more than a thousand machetes, whether they hit him or those far away from him, were shaken away by a rush. The machetes made of pure steel were full of cracks, and the machetes were actually shattered.

At this moment, a black shadow floated in the air, and a voice shouted loudly: "Miaoji, Miaoji, you doll, just let me take action!" "Huh, a stick shadow fell like a crazy dragon, Sun Xingzhe smashed Gao Xianzhi hard on the head, causing Gao Xianzhi to spit out a few broken jade on his mouth, and a few real fire in his seven orifices burned out, causing his golden body to burst with his Buddhist blessing, and his bones all over his body to make a noise, and most of his body was smashed into the ground. He opened his mouth and spurted out a piece of blood. Gao Xianzhi quickly drilled out of the ground, turned around and ran away. Sun Xingzhe's stick was really terrifying. With the blessing of the middle-aged monk, Gao Xianzhi was confident that even if he was pressed by Mount Tai, he could push it up. How could he be smashed by a stick?

The two monks looked at Sun Xingzhe who was climbing higher again in shock. Seeing that the ebony bar in Sun Xingzhe's hand was dancing like a windmill, it was about to hit him. The two monks looked at each other, looked reluctantly at the pagoda that Jiang Yu held tightly in his left hand, sighed, and turned around and left. The horse's hooves went away like thunder. Gao Xianzhi's team left more than a thousand corpses and left... No, there were no corpses. After the fat monk ran out for a distance, he suddenly waved his backhand, and golden flames appeared on the corpses of the black cavalry, burning them and the corpses of the mounts into vanish at the same time.

The naked Jiangyu waved his two bloody fists and jumped in a while, shouting at Gao Xianzhi and the others who were away, "Gao Xianzhi, I am following the rules of the world, and I will not chase you today! Wait and see, I will never finish it with you!" After that, he squirted out a mouthful of blood again and sat on the ground in a mess.

Sun Xingzhe put away his bars and put his hands behind his back and sneered at Jiang Yu, "Don't you chase him? I'm afraid you won't dare to chase him? Those two monks, hum!" Sun Xingzhe's palms were trembling slightly. Although the bars smashed Gao Xianzhi's golden body blessed by the power of Buddha, the power of the recoil made Sun Xingzhe feel uncomfortable. The cultivation of the two monks was so high that Sun Xingzhe could not see through their cultivation. Obviously, the people who could be the master of the family behind Tianzhu Landa Temple had some ideas about certain things.

The breeze blew, and Yuanhua Zhenren, wearing a Taoist robe, floated out of the woods on the hillside holding a copper bell. The bell in his hand rang a few times, and the soul of the murdered Taoist suddenly turned into clear lights and threw it into the bells. This strange phenomenon was clearly visible to Ji Bei Zhenbei and others with naked eyes. Yuanhua Zhenren first nodded and smiled to Sun Xingzhe and expressed kindness, and then casually waved to Jiang Yu: "Disciple, come with your master. Well, find a piece of clothing to put on it. How can you see people like this?"

Yuanhua Zhenren led Jiang Yu into the woods, walked straight through, and stopped in an open space. Zhenren Xianmiao, with a smile on his face, led eight Taoist men wearing a somewhat ancient style, covering their chests, sun and moon armor, standing in the open space, looking up at a bright moon in the blue sky. After Jiang Yu was led by Zhenren Yuanhua, Zhenren Xianmiao bowed his head and looked at Jiang Yu and smiled: "The good disciple Sun is indeed amazing. He performed very well today, and he made face in front of his fellow disciples for his master. This time, as we expected, the Falian Temple could not sit still."

After sneering a few times, Master Xianmiao said to Jiang Yu, "Please bring that God-Suppressing Tower. Hehe, the God-Suppressing Tower, which is ranked 91st among the 108 Buddhist teachings, was actually handed out to two monks with low cultivation. Isn't this a gift to us? You don't have to be polite." After laughing a few times, he took the pagoda from Jiang Yu's hand. Master Xianmiao said with joy: "Good disciples have done a great job this time. It's really good. With this God-Suppressing Tower, I'm not afraid that the Indian Buddhist suppressing Tower will be owed. Continue to do your business. You will have a great contribution tonight. Someone will give you the reward to you in a few days."

Jiang Yu was stunned and looked at the sudden appearance of Master Xianmiao, in confusion, and said with a wry smile: "I don't know what the disciples have made tonight? The fellow Taoists who were going to Fusang preached were killed or injured. The disciples protected Buzhou, and only had their sins, but no merits?"

Yuanhua Zhenren laughed a few times and said to Jiang Yu: "You, don't guess the mystery of the elders of the master sect. When you left Chang'an this time, it was Master Yuan Tiangang who asked you to deliberately not install people in the camp of these younger generations. The reason is that they were originally poor in qualifications and needed soldiers to be re-examined. This time, they used Gao Xianzhi's hands to solve the problem. Although they got what they wanted, they also made Gao Xianzhi feel guilty. Hehe."

Jiang Yu felt a chill in his heart, and he could only bow to the Master Xianmiao Zhenren and said, "Master Miaoji, but his disciples are not as good as him."

Zhenren Xianmiao laughed a few times and nodded, "Miaoji, but you can't tell me. It's just that you haven't learned the whole picture of the obstacles, so you feel that it's unfathomable. After a while, this matter can be known to the people of the world, and you will naturally understand the key." After looking at Jiang Yu carefully, Zhenren Xianmiao said, "Your skill is progressing very quickly, your qualifications are excellent, but you shouldn't have such a fast method. Could it be that you swallowed a lot of the Dragon and Tiger Great Tribulation Golden Pill? Risk-breaking was originally a habit of young people, but

This is not the case." Zhenren Xianmiao thought that Jiang Yu could actually grab the God-Suppressing Tower, which was a bit incredible, but he did not fight with the two monks, but just swept the divine thoughts. In his opinion, the two monks had a very low cultivation level. Jiang Yu was seriously injured by one of them, so he did not doubt that there was anything wrong with Jiang Yu's practice. With Jiang Yu's mysterious function of hiding his own breath with his natural heart, Zhenren Xianmiao failed to find out how different Jiang Yu was from other Taoists who practiced ** mystical skills.

After thinking for a while, Zhenren Xianmiao took out a six-foot-long strange-shaped sword from his sleeve and handed it to Jiang Yu. He smiled and said, "Yuanhua gave him his Xuanwu Salute to you. But this master, can't be stingy. This 'Kunpeng Yi Feather Sword' is a medium-grade spiritual weapon. There are many disciples under his disciples who are jealous, but you are good disciples, you can't carry a long halberd at any time when you walk around the world. This sword is just right for your close-fitting weapon, but it is not eye-catching."

Jiang Yu was overjoyed and knew that this Xianmiao Zhenren also practiced the ** mysterious skill, but before, he heard from Yuanhua Zhenren boasting that he was already a person who was about to ascend to the sky. Although the ** mysterious skill was not as powerful as the Wangyue Sect's martial arts, the medium-grade spiritual weapon was not as lethal as his wave of a punch. This "Kunpeng Yi Feather Sword" is really optional. But for himself, before reaching the realm of the golden body, spiritual weapons are essential good things. It is naturally good for someone to come to him.

Zhenren Xianmiao reminded Jiang Yu for a while, and then he took the people away. Jiang Yu now knew that his team was followed by a group of masters and seniors from the Taoist sect, so he felt much more at ease along the way, but he also became vigilant and wary. Many shameful activities, such as practicing the wind-catching camp on the road, can no longer be done.

Perhaps it was because of the ambush on the way that he suffered a great loss, Gao Xianzhi was no longer visible, but Jiang Yu ignored him. When the team arrived in Yangzhou City, Jiang Yu immediately began to busy the ships, supplies and other items needed for the Fusang envoys to return to China.

The Taoist people accompanying the envoys were killed and injured, but the Taoist sect surprisingly did not make any comments on this, nor did they add new Taoists to it. The monk Puzhao in the envoys were a little nervous about this, but when he saw that several days had passed, Jiang Yu had set up the boats in order and waited for the departure. It was calm and strange that nothing happened. But Monk Puzhao was relieved. What surprised him was that Jiang Yu had even arranged an extra boat for them, and put it on it and it was arranged into a Buddhist temple. This surprised and even moved Monk Puzhao, but it didn't need to be said. Naturally, this big boat arranged into a Buddhist temple became a monk Puzhao and others who traveled east to Fusang.

This day is the auspicious day when the sun shines brightly on the sea. Jiangyu bid farewell to Ji Beizhen and his group.

The fleet, which could be called a huge scale, slowly left the Yangzhou Wharf. Ji Beizhen, who said goodbye to Jiang Yuyi, always felt that he seemed to see a slight smile on the corner of Jiang Yu's mouth, but when he looked closely, the smile disappeared without a trace. Ji Beizhen could only suspect that he had read it wrong.

After seeing off the Fusang envoys and his group, Jiang Yu and the Fengkong Camp did not return to Chang'an, but instead found a random name to help the local governments in Yangzhou to suppress bandits, and stationed in Yangzhou City. Three days passed.

Three days later, the sea suddenly changed color and the turbid waves were empty. Even if you stood on the shore, you could faintly hear the long whispers of fish and dragons coming from the sea...
Chapter completed!