The Legend of Swing Sword and Execution of Demons

Chapter 320

The scythe man is naturally Jiang Yichen.

Before the arrival of the Yeyu Clan in Mount Ba, there were hardly any outsiders who could help Yuntian Temple except him.

These weird behaviors of Jiang Yichen did not hide the truth.

At least in Tianxuan Palace, someone has noticed something strange.

If the geese leave their voices, and the people leave their names, if they want to disrupt the battle situation in the dark, careful planning and slow planning will not guarantee a perfect fit, not to mention, he is playing by ear.

Jiang Yichen never thought that his whereabouts should be hidden from everyone, at least not from the people of Yuntian Temple. All he needs to do is to hide it from the eyes and ears of the Nether Sect.

The one who swung the heavy hammer obviously didn't realize his weirdness yet.

The one with the knuckles may have discovered some tricks, but unfortunately he has passed out now, and he may never wake up again.

As for Lord Suo, a person who is holding back his urine with his life, can applaud his persistence and perseverance, but he cannot expect his mind to function normally.

What's more, Master Suo and Master Yan lacked a muscle in their heads, lacked the muscle to think carefully, many strange things, they believed in the existence and truth, and never bothered to think about it, over time, they lost this muscle .

People without this tendon may be able to live very happily, but it is easy to be treated like a cow and a horse without realizing it.

Jiang Yichen didn't know that Master Suo was actually struggling with the three urgent needs of life. Perhaps the visual impact of the bloody scene was too great, or Master Suo's endurance had reached its limit. In short, when Jiang Yichen moved his steps, he was about to face Qi When Difu attacked, there was a crashing sound, breaking the momentary silence in the hall.

In an instant, the square inch where Lord Suo stood was almost a wetland, and a strong odor could still be smelled from a distance of ten feet.

When Jiang Yichen suspected that Lord Suo was so unfocused, he saw the dampness behind him, and couldn't help cursing, "After this guy was brought in, he didn't just look for medicine indiscriminately, did he ruin it? It's just...awesome!"

Just when Lord Suo was still immersed in the comfort after urinating, he caught a glimpse of two figures, one black and one white, coming towards him and Qi Difu.

Fortunately, it was the black figure who took the lead.

However, the black figure flew upside down with its back on its back!

If Lord Suo saw it right, it was Yunzhang who picked up the severed arm with the knuckles at his feet with his sword, and shot at his subordinates. The four spikes on the knuckles scratched his right arm. The sickle man turned around, was kicked by Yun Zhang again, and immediately flew out. Yun Zhang realized that it was self-defeating, and the big thing was not good. He might accidentally hurt Qi Difu, so how could he not follow him, so there was this time.

There is nothing wrong with Lord Suo's eyes, so he can see clearly.

There is nothing wrong with Heavy Hammer's eyes, and of course he can see clearly.

But Yunzhang finally understood a sentence, a very short sentence.

"Sometimes, what you see is not what you get."

Yunzhang was speechless.

He couldn't explain to Master Suo and Heavy Hammer whether it was the sickle man who guided his sword to cut off the knuckle man's arms, whether it was the sickle man who guided his sword to hurt himself, or the sickle man who guided him to lift his feet to do so. Make a kicking motion.

He didn't have to do it.

Even if you do, you will only be regarded as a lunatic.

He can't do that either.

Because the scythe man has been helping him.

However, when he couldn't stop the scythe man from bumping into his second uncle, he couldn't make a sound.

Boom!

Since he entered Tianxuan Hall, this was the only sound Qi Difu made.

A heavy and heartbreaking sound.

Qi Difu had already closed his eyes, and he dedicated all his breathing to Yuntian Temple, he died without regret.

Yunzhang opened his mouth wide, and there was no way to move his sword, and he couldn't even stand firmly, as if he had fallen into madness.

But even so, his sword managed to break the hamstring of Master Suo's left foot.

It took Jiang Yichen a lot of effort to set up Master Suo's huge body, and retreated a few steps to avoid the fatal sword.

Master Suo endured the pain and grabbed Jiang Yichen's arm, as if this was his life-saving straw, but he didn't know that the serious injury to his left foot was all due to the people around him.

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boom!

Tianxuan Hall suddenly became brighter.

The sound of weapons hitting was louder.

The gate of Tianxuan Hall was broken open!

"Half a cup of tea, you don't take herbs, but you can take elixirs. Those who get more elixirs will be rewarded heavily in Islam!"

The voice of the crying lady sounded at the right time.

It turned out that before I knew it, the Yuntian Temple had survived another stick of incense. Thinking about the arrival of the Yeyu Clan in Mount Ba, the Nether Sect retreated, and it was unrealistic to think about the treasures in Baohua Cave. It is the most practical way to seize the Danfang according to the fate.

How could three Yuntian Temple disciples prevent more than a dozen elite members of the Nether Sect from swarming in.

After entering the hall, it is inevitable that the line of sight will be affected by the wall-like display shelves, and it is impossible to find out the whereabouts of the members of the Nether Cult for a while.

The sound of fighting coming from the depths of the hall was especially clear at this moment.

That is a crazy sword!

Also a crazy person!

When Yun Jing searched for Yun Zhang, he saw that Yun Zhang's sword pierced into the heart of a black-clothed man holding a heavy hammer.

The man in black was killed instantly.

But Yunzhang's sword did not stop.

He draws his sword, stabs, draws, stabs, draws, and repeats.

The blood of the man in black fell all over the ground, splashing all over Yun Zhang's body and face.

Because Yunzhang's sword was still piercing and pulling out, the body of the man in black maintained a delicate balance and had not yet fallen down.

Soon, the man in black could no longer vomit a trace of blood, but Yun Zhang's sword did not stop.

Finally, with the help of Yun Jing, Yun Zhang put down his sword and closed his eyes. He was too tired and needed to rest.

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"The Yeyu Clan of Mount Ba is here to help! The thieves are to die quickly!"

Not long after, another voice clearly entered the ear of everyone in the city of clouds.

This person's voice was like thunder, and the air covered the mountains and rivers. It was Xi Tianqu, the patriarch of the Yeyu Clan in Mount Ba.

Immediately there was a loud and tidy sound, like the shouts of a large army pressing down on the border, from the mountain gate.

As a ghost, what you need is good skills and a calm mind, and you don't need this superficial decoration.

But I have to say that if it is a tribe with the momentum of an army, no one dares to underestimate it.

Xi Tianqu is the patriarch who can bring a tribe into such a climate. After all, their ancestors had the blood to charge forward and dare to be the first.

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"Back!" The crying lady commanded unhurriedly.

After all, there is still a distance from Yaoguang Hall to Tianxuan Hall, and the Nether Sect still has the advantage in numbers, so it is not difficult to retreat most of the main force by abandoning the pawns to save the chariot.

It's just that the Yeyu tribe on Mount Ba attacked from the front mountain, where should they retreat?

The Crying Lady didn't give any instructions, but all the black shadows receded towards the back mountain. Obviously, they had also prepared for the worst.

There are nearly a hundred people attacking the front mountain, and only one out of ten is left. Now it is the worst situation. The Yeyu tribe in the Bashan Mountain came to help, and they can only avoid their edge. It is really a simple and best choice for another group of people to respond.

The Nether Sect is about to retire, how can the Yuntian Temple let it go, at least Xi Weiyu is the first to refuse!

After she came from the back mountain, the front of Tianxuan Hall was already full of corpses.

She didn't have time to grieve for her brothers who died, and she could only be thankful that the number of fallen Nether Sect members was several times larger.

She believed that Ye Xiao must have done it, even though she didn't know how he did it.

After joining the battle, she was not very good at swordsmanship and couldn't help much. She was even helpless with a master who was able to fight with only one hand.

After Crying Lady gave the order to evacuate, she was powerless to stop Master Yan from escaping.

At this time, I saw a group of Nether Sect members fleeing from Tianxuan Palace in a hurry.

Seeing a huge body marching with the help of someone, she raised her sword to kill the two of them.

That big man was born the same as Lord Yan, so he could only be Lord Suo. No matter who it is, as long as he can kill a general of the Nether Sect, she can relieve her hatred a little.

But a sickle easily handed over her sword.

When the man holding the sickle staggered, and the blade that was slashing at her unexpectedly turned to the back of the knife, she saw the face of the man clearly - Ye Xiao!

(End of this chapter)