Evolution of the heavens

Chapter 160 The sword is not what you use
Swish swish!
pouring rain.

A crowd of cavalry gathered at the gate of the temple.

"Baitianjiao!! Princess?"

Yuan Juyang in the temple turned pale when he heard the word "Baitianjiao", especially when he heard the word "princess", he looked at the two women in Li Hankong's team in disbelief:
"Which of you is the princess?"

In this world, there are only two dynasties, one is the Zhao Dynasty that dominates the vast land of the Central Plains, and the other is the Mobei Royal Court on the grassland, the Golden Wolf Dynasty.

Looking at this group of people, it is obvious that they are all from the Central Plains.

There is no natural aquiline nose of those people in Mobei.

There is only one possibility!

A young girl here turned out to be the daughter of the emperor of the current dynasty!

Princess!

Even though I heard that the emperor has many children, they are also princesses!
"Ok?"

Li Hankong originally had great doubts about the identities of the two people in the temple, and he was even thinking just now, whether these two people had ambushed in the temple in advance, and wanted to cooperate with the cavalry outside and the worshipers outside to take him down. and others.

Otherwise, how could you say worship to God to yourself and others for no reason?

Now seeing Yuan Juyang's appearance, he immediately realized...

I may have misunderstood.

These two are indeed just passers-by in the temple.

A trace of guilt appeared in his heart.

"Two, I'm sorry...these people are coming for us, for a while... I will block them for a while."

After all, he looked at the girl:

"Princess, you leave with them!"

Words fall.

One person rushed out of the temple gate with a sword, and rushed out towards the heavy rain and thousands of cavalry under the dark night.

"Li Hankong is here in Shouyang Mountain."

The man was already standing at the gate of the temple, with a man in charge of the gate, with the momentum of being invincible, with a pair of dark eyes under the sword eyebrows, he searched among the thousands of cavalry, and immediately saw a group of hundreds of cavalry led by thousands of cavalry. Equestrian masters in white robes surrounded an old man in black robes.

"The person who is here is some kind of dog thief from BAITIAN Sect, report your name!"

He stared coldly at the old man in the black robe.

pouring rain.

But it couldn't get close to the three-foot range of the old man, as if automatically avoiding it, it fell towards the invisible place three feet away from him.

It seems that heaven and earth hold up an invisible giant umbrella for the old man.

No wind or rain.

"Shouyang Mountain? Li Hankong?"

There was a trace of mockery in the eyes of the Xuanpao old man when he heard the words:
"An unknown person who has never heard of it dares to get involved in the court and the general situation of the world. Don't say that you are just a registered disciple of Shouyang Mountain. corpse."

A wave of hands.

"Kill, except for the princess, kill everyone here!"

"Yes!"

In the uniform response, a group of thousands of cavalry all approached the small temple.

The momentum of thousands of troops,

It seems that the entire small temple is about to be smashed into pieces!

"All the guards, quickly take the princess away!"

Li Hankong snorted coldly.

tread!
As soon as he stepped on his footsteps, the magic power and sword light all over his body shot up into the sky, and immediately rebounded the rainwater from the pouring rainy night back to the sky, and the two swords behind his back came out at the same time.

"Dual sword fight!"

Raising two swords, only one person charged at more than a thousand cavalrymen.

All of a sudden, a huge wave of sword energy rolled over, carrying mud and rain, and they were engulfed together, as if a human-shaped dragon with sword energy appeared out of thin air outside the barren temple.

With the momentum of digging the formation, he directly tore apart the thousand cavalrymen.

Herod!
boom!
Under this chisel, Li Hankong seemed to be a mighty general who rushed into the battlefield, his whole body was full of sword energy like a dragon rushing from left to right, those cavalrymen on horses were killed, injured, and limbs when exposed to the sword energy.

"Princess go first!"

Li Hankong, who was shouting among the cavalry, just finished speaking.

An indifferent voice was heard.

"This barren mountain has been completely surrounded by me. Where can I go? It's up to you... A mere sixth-order monk who knows his fate thinks he can deal with ordinary cavalry with two fairy swords, but..."

He sneered:
"That's all there is to it!"

As the face of the old man in the black robe turned cold, the mana in his body surged out, and an extremely strange masculinity suddenly burst out from his body, and a black shadow with a length of hundreds of feet was pulled out from the dark night sky. .

At the same time, accompanied by the sound of chanting mantras.

"Om Buzha, Bu Jiuzhen! Fearing Lun Tuo Zhengguang Jiji! Miaoying, psychic, heavenly descending spirit, Jijiji"

I saw that huge black shadow, under the night sky in an instant, a huge face of an ordinary man about three feet appeared on the head, the expression on that face was strange and painful.

There are no limbs and torso behind the man's neck, only a caterpillar-like Baizhang body, with big and small hands supporting the divine body from below like a centipede.

Boom!
Boom!
At the same time, it seemed that after this centipede-like, hundred-foot-tall strange male-headed creature appeared, there were bursts of drumming sounds in his body.

"Drop your head, drop your head, all down!"

Accompanied by a strange and murmur-like voice, the incantation came out.

I see.

The human and horse heads of hundreds of horses strangled by Li Hankong's double swords all fell from their bodies without bleeding, and shone with a metallic luster, flying up out of thin air, heading towards the deserted temple like Hail generally rushed in.

"No, this is the Demon God of Falling Heads raised by God! And the Curse of Falling Heads!"

Inside the temple, there was an old man in that line, who yelled:
"Quick, protect the princess!"

Immediately, in addition to Li Hankong, there were also a group of retinue masters who rushed in front of the temple gate.

"Demon God of Fallen Head!" Li Hankong looked at the big mouth that opened his face towards him, revealing a row of man's teeth.

A fishy wind appeared in the entire night sky!
"Hero Li, the Demon God of Falling Heads has at least eight ranks of strength and is a monster derived from Xuantian Ancestral God. Retreat quickly and be irresistible!!" The team that blocked thousands of heads from rushing towards the temple The old man in the middle roared.

"retreat?"

Li Hankong gritted his teeth, and instead of retreating, he took a step forward and cut his arm directly, causing blood to flow on the sword like a pillar.

"kill!"

As for one of the swords that had been injected with his blood, there seemed to be a sound of scriptures above it, which was very strange.

boom!
In an instant, the white fairy sword was raised high, and in an instant, flesh and blood grew out of the golden iron sword, turning into a flesh sword, growing together with Li Hankong's arm.

boom!
Li Hankong's aura soared from the original place by a series out of thin air, rushing into the sky with heavy rain, and flew upside down into the sky!

Relying on the fleshy sword that grew into one body with his right arm, he slashed at the hundred-foot-headed Demon God.

This sword, rather than a slash, was more like a sword-like arm, smashing across.

It gives people a feeling that the sword that has become a flesh and blood sword embryo has the power of a terrifying explosion on every trace of flesh and blood.

boom!
A fleshy sword slashed on the top of the Baizhang Falling Head Demon God. The air was like the surface of water, mixed with rainwater, causing huge ripples to burst out in the void.

"Roar!" The face of the man with the fallen head turned into a more strange and painful posture. His head was split open, and black liquid and meat sauce flowed out.

"Huh? Is it the destiny power of Flesh and Flesh Bodhisattva? A disciple of Shouyang Mountain, who doesn't respect the old commanding master, is actually a follower of Flesh and Flesh Bodhisattva in Fomu Temple..."

The old man in Xuanpao was both angry and startled, and immediately sneered:

"It surprised me. However, on the way to cultivating immortals, one level higher is Tianyuan. Even if you forcibly feed the sword with blood and contact the Flesh Bodhisattva, it is impossible to reach the ninth level of knowing fate!"

"Suffer to death!"

The old man finally did it himself.

He raised his arms, and his masculine and domineering aura swelled and rolled:
"Yang Jie Corpse Art, merged into one!!"

Hurala!
With this step taken by the old man, his body actually stood on top of the head of the hundred-foot-headed demon god, and with the whitish, shiny flesh and blood wriggling on the head, half of his body was swallowed up, and then he suddenly fell from the height. Next pounce!
boom!
The rainwater within ten miles was blown away by the terrifying aura of the fusion of the old man and the fallen demon god! !
Thousands of hands under the demon god formed a seal.

Like a giant mountain falling from the sky, it hit Li Hankong hard.

boom!
Li Hankong was directly driven into the ground by this seal, shaking the barren mountain.

He coughed blood frantically and got up from the ground.

Still not standing still.

Being controlled by the old man again, the Demon God who fell head suddenly rushed in front of him, and directly knocked Li Hankong into the ruined temple.

Boom!

The walls of the ruined temple shattered.

Li Hankong's body collapsed directly in front of Lu Ya.

Lu Ya looked up at the old man who was driving the Baizhang Demon God outside, and his eyes fell on the Baizhang Demon God:
"It's ugly..."

"Princess, we may be doomed this time."

Li Hankong struggled and knelt there, glanced at Lu Ya, and said with a sad smile:
"I'm also sorry for you, I have to take my life for no reason."

But between talking.

Suddenly felt the black Shouyangfa sword in his left hand, trembling continuously, as if he wanted to let go of his hand and leave him.

"Demon Sword, you..." Li Hankong looked angrily at the magic sword in his hand that was about to leave him.

Then he saw that the sword was lifted up with his arm, and the tip of the sword pointed at Lu Ya who was sitting there.

"What?" Li Hankong was wondering why there was such a change in the Mountain Gate Sword.

Then I heard that the young man pointed at by the sword also fell on the sword:
"What you're sorry for is the wisp of divine intent on this sword. You didn't use the sword like that."

"What?" Li Hankong lost his mind.

But see.

The sword in his hand was trembling extremely, and it was directly released from Li Hankong's hand, hanging in front of Lu Ya.

Seems to be waiting for someone who can actually hold it.

However, Lu Ya looked at the hilt of the sword lying in the air in front of him, and after holding it, he flicked the blade lightly.

Zheng!
The sound of the sword is clear.

Even if it was only contaminated with a wisp of the sword intent of the North Hei Chi Qiujiao Demon Slaying Sword.

That is also the sword intent of the Northern Heichi Qiujiao Demon Slaying Sword.

But it fell on Li Hankong's body, and it didn't play a role at all.

"What are you going to do?" Li Hankong watched the young man flick his fairy sword.

"Okay."

Lu Ya exhaled:
"My sword, how should I use it?"

After the words fell, the body was still by the bonfire, one hand was warming the fire, the other hand held the hilt of the sword, and it was just a slash towards the thousands of cavalry outside the temple and the old man in the black robe!
(End of this chapter)