Lingxian Zhenjun

Chapter 77

"what--"

"High Priest!!"

In the large leather felt tent, figures were tumbling, and sparks were spotted from the holes in the leather jacket wrapped around them, and the screaming figure frantically slapped it with his hands, and there was a smell of incense.

Priest Yue Jie is inextricably linked with the beast spirits. He uses a urn as a vessel to absorb the spirits of wild beasts to refine them. The beast spirits combine with themselves to form a beast head and a human body. If the beast spirit is injured, the priest who drives it will also Be backlashed.

But right now, several gray sheep priests were beheaded, those with deeper cultivation were fine, but priests who had just stepped into the realm of gray sheep were wrapped in a cloud of incense, and flames were ignited all over their bodies. Rolling and shouting on the ground.

Hu Duyan was also uncomfortable, he was already injured, and now he was injured even more, compared to the other three, he was much better, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, took out the herbal medicine from the small urn at his waist, and kneaded it When the ball was stuffed into the mouth of one of them, the burning flames on the other two shot up, engulfing them directly.

"High Priest!" He stepped back two steps and kicked down the suet lamp, and called back.

Over there, the priest with the eagle feather on his forehead slowly opened his eyes, raised his hand, and extinguished the flames on the two people. Tonight, his sheep spirit and deer spirit were destroyed one after another. It won't hurt his muscles and bones, and he will train the two spirits again after he goes back.

There was still smoke rising from the extinguished flame, but unfortunately the two of them were silent.

Smelling the smell of burnt incense and burning incense, his face was extremely ugly. When he went south, he also had some understanding of the monks of the Jin Kingdom in the Central Plains. He had heard some things about the Taoism of the Jin Kingdom, but it was rare for the monks of the Jin Kingdom to see it. Said him.

Thinking of that tent, the sharp edge of the knife he saw through Lu Ling's perspective, he still has lingering fears at this moment.

"I have seen some of the gods and men of the Jin Kingdom in the south, even the mountain spirits and water monsters among the ghosts. Why have I never heard of this god man?"

"I don't know, but most likely it was attracted by the Han people who hurt me that day."

Hu Duyan also felt something in his heart, the huge waves that that person created on the river beach that day also carried a scent of incense, and he would not believe that it had nothing to do with today's god-man with swords and horses.

"Don't panic." I don't know if he could see what Hu Duyan was thinking, the Priest Yingyu grinned, "This is my camp, where the army is, not to mention that my vitality is not damaged, and I really fight with my own skills. Don't be afraid of him."

Outside the big tent, in the dim bonfire, some people molested and played with the fainted woman, and some white bodies were carried away by them and thrown to the cart to pile up.

A large number of captives had their hands and feet tied, trapped in the fence and banging their heads on wooden posts. Some people choked up and cried out to the women they knew or their wives.

The night is far from over.

Outside the Yuejie camp, patrolling light cavalry galloped across the field holding torches. With the sound of rumbling horseshoes, someone suddenly pointed to the south on horseback, and a faint blue light appeared in his eyes.

"what is that!"

"Come to Dazhai!"

The galloping cavalry detoured across the field, and intercepted the blue light. Some Qingqi dropped their torches and drew their bows and arrows, aiming at the rushing light. However, when they saw it clearly, their arms trembled uncontrollably.

The next moment, the streamer dragged the tail of light and walked past them at an unimaginable speed, and a knife light reflected by the torch dragged a soft 'hum' in the wind, penetrating into the sight.

Snapped!
The torch held high fell to the ground, the eight Qingqi stared blankly at the front, and subconsciously lowered their heads to look down, blood gradually seeped from their waists, and then the blood gushed out like a spring, the upper bodies of the eight people slowly tilted, and all fell down on the ground.

In the distant blue light, the green robe fluttered in the wind, Guan Yu closed his eyes and dragged the knife with one hand, sensing the air ahead, and the horizontal Yanyue knife hung down to the ground.

Most of the 'Chi' characters suspended behind him have been burned.

……

"This failure does not mean a failure on the battlefield. Jin's Tianshi Mansion is pedantic. If we don't take action, they won't do it. It's really ridiculous."

Priest Yingyu listened to the crying and screaming of the captured Han people, and went to the tent to express his opinion: "They don't know why these people were massacred, why we went south with the army, and if the dynasty changes in the end, tell them, I wonder if I will regret it?"

"The Taoist priests in the Tianshi Mansion are indeed ignorant, but the high priest still has to be careful. The behavior of the Han I mentioned earlier is quite different from that of the Taoists in the Central Plains. He doesn't shy away from killing ordinary people at all."

Ha ha!

The high priest lifted the curtain and chuckled softly.

"The word fear has long since been erased after I became a priest!"

The moment his words fell, he stared outside for a moment, his expression changed immediately, he strode out, and gritted his teeth.

"You really dare to come?!"

At this time, there were arrows shooting into the sky from the sentry tower at the Yuanmen Gate. Soldiers gathered around the small leather felt tents and campfires. The high priest waved and shouted, "Go back to the tents!"

In his eyes, the blue light had reached the gate, and then, it slammed in, and the wooden fence collapsed and flew to both sides. In the rushing light, under the eyebrows of the silkworm, the eyes of the phoenix opened like two sharp arrows Stabbing, the moment the blade was raised slightly, the sound was like a bell roaring.

"A certain is Han Shouting Hou——"

The Chitu slammed on the ground, jumped up high, jumped over the running and screaming figures below, and rushed towards the thin figure with eagle feathers on its head in front of the big tent opposite.

One person and one ride, jumping in the air.

The long beard was stroked, the arms were raised, and the green dragon knife was swung horizontally, drawing a huge round of light, and the roar followed closely.

"--Kuan!"

"High Priest, be careful!"

Hu Duyan waved his cane, and at the same time a phantom appeared in mid-air, there was a loud bang, the blade slashed above a manifested beast spirit, and the beast spirit shattered, Hu Duyan seemed to be hit hard, The whole person flew upside down in the sword light, and smashed into the nearby tents like shells.

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In an instant, the cry of an eagle resounded through the camp. Behind the thin figure in front of the big tent, a giant shadow several feet spread out its wings, whipped up wind and thunder, and the moment it intersected with the falling horse wielding a knife, Guan Yu fell back and stuck to the horse's back. , dodging the flying wings, the blade dragging on the ground swung violently, cutting out the green dragon like a dream.

Houang——

Long Yin masterpiece.

The tents around, the running Yuejie soldiers, and the corpses of women on the ground were all blown away. The high priest froze in place, and a figure in a green robe stopped on one side of the horse, and the green dragon knife hung on the side of the horse, humming faintly.

Looking at the mess around him, Guan Yu seemed to have returned to his life, galloping and looking down at the thousands of troops.

Ha ha!

Hahaha--

He reined in his sword, stroked his beard and laughed loudly, sweeping across the terrified and handsome people around him, with the majesty of looking at all directions.

The 'Edict' talisman suspended behind him finally burned out, and his figure gradually turned into stars and dissipated away, and the words that sounded like bronze bells were still echoing in the camp.

"A group of barbarians also want to get their hands on the Han land!"

In front of the overturned tent.

The high priest also had the aura not to lose to the opponent, but the next moment, he reached out and touched the top of his head, his face suddenly became extremely ugly, his eyes were bloodshot and he roared.

……

The eastern sky is turning white.

On the ox cart that was slowly moving from south to north, Chen Yuan seemed to feel something, and when she turned her head, she saw the little woodcarved figure Ruo Chongzao coming back soon, jumping down from the grid, and the old god came to the cart Pushing out, sat cross-legged next to Chen Yuan.

"Second Master, how about over there?" Chen Yuan turned her head.

"Humph."

The little man closed his eyes and stroked his beard as if in disdain, threw something over, and snorted again: "A bunch of chickens and dogs."

What fell into Chen Yuan's hand was a half eagle feather.

In the carriage, Qin Qiong, Yu Chigong, Lu Bu, and Zhang Fei all stood on tiptoe on the belly of the sleeping crazy old man, pulling on the fence and looking out at Guan Gong who was stroking his beard and face.

All of a sudden, the four of them turned their faces away and muttered in low voices.

"Let him (second brother) show off again."

Only Xiang Yu woodcarving embraced the beautiful woman, kissed me affectionately, and talked about love.Soon after, the sky was bright, and the outline of the military camp could be seen in the distance.

　The second watch will be delivered, but there will be no more tonight, let’s watch it at the third watch on Sunday

　　
　
(End of this chapter)