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- Chapter 228 Rescue
The middle-aged Taoist priest moved his long sword horizontally and cut the sword with one movement. With a "dang" sound, the swords intersected and the middle-aged Taoist priest took a step back.
Xiao He pursed his lips tightly and blinked his bright eyes, but he understood that it seemed that the middle-aged Taoist priest had suffered a loss, but it was evenly matched. He took this step back just to relieve the impact of the impact.
"You idiot, you have some skills!" The big man laughed loudly, flicked the sword with his fingers, and laughed loudly: "Today, I, Lao Zhang, want to see what the swordsmanship of your Taishan sect is." Isn¡¯t it a waste of fame?!¡±
"As you wish!" the middle-aged Taoist priest hummed, his face as cold as a cold stone.
As he spoke, he floated up, thrust out his long sword, and instantly transformed into three sword flowers, slashing at the big man's throat and chest with his horns.
"Xiao He, go find out why they fought." Xiao Yuesheng said softly.
Xiaohe nodded lightly, moved lightly, came to the four Taoist priests, and softly greeted a young Taoist priest.
The Taoist priest was about twenty years old. He was tall and handsome, wearing a Taoist crown on his head, which gave him a somewhat majestic appearance.
Seeing Xiao He chatting with such a beautiful woman, Jun's face blushed, but he ignored her. He just glanced at her and continued to stare at the three big men at the table, closing his mouth tightly.
Xiaohe lightly stomped her lotus feet, and said angrily: "You little Taoist priest, you are so rude, why are you ignoring me?!"
"I'm sorry, miss, but I don't know if I have any advice?" A Taoist priest who was slightly older, about thirty years old, next to him asked with a smile and clasped his fists.
He has slender eyebrows and bright eyes, and a round face. Although he is not handsome, he is kind, looks approachable, and people can't help but get close to him.
Xiaohe showed a sweet smile and said softly: "My master is curious, why did you start fighting?"
The middle-aged Taoist priest glanced towards Xiao Yuesheng. Xiao Yuesheng nodded slightly. He also nodded and said with a smile: "These four are demon sect thieves. Five days ago, they killed Mr. Zhao's family in Cangzhou, including women, children, old and young. No chickens or dogs left!¡±
¡°Ah¡ª¡ª?!¡± Xiaohe covered her cherry-like mouth, her bright eyes widened, and she stared at the four big men.
Her bright eyes gradually became brighter and colder, like two cold swords shooting out. The smile of the middle-aged Taoist priest in front of her froze, and he couldn't help but feel wary. He didn't notice that this little girl was so cultivated. deep!
"Such an evil thief deserves to die!" Xiao He snorted, put on her girdle, smiled at the middle-aged Taoist priest, thanked him, twisted her slender waist, and turned back to Xiao Yuesheng.
"Master!" Xiaohe snorted.
"Yes, I heard it." Xiao Yuesheng nodded with a calm expression.
"Can we let these evil people go for free?!" Xiao He looked filled with indignation, pouting his red lips.
Xiao Yuesheng glanced at her, shook his head and smiled: "Let's see, maybe the experts from Taishan Sect can control them!"
Xiao He pouted her cherry-red lips, nodded reluctantly, and looked intently.
Taishan Sect¡¯s swordsmanship has many variations, most of which were created by Taishan Sect¡¯s predecessors based on Mount Tai. The Eighteen Pans of Taishan are majestic and thick. The Five Master Swords are as sharp as arrows, three cheerful, bright and sharp.
The cold, middle-aged Taoist priest performed the Eighteen Pans of Taishan swordsmanship, which were like the stone steps of Mount Tai. They were piled up, but they were continuous, thick and endless, which was despairing.
Xiao Yuesheng nodded secretly. This cold Taoist priest had good swordsmanship and superb cultivation. I don¡¯t know which master of the Taishan Sect.
The big man's sword skills were unparalleled, like a violent storm, hitting the stone steps non-stop, coupled with the mighty momentum, it was extremely intimidating, but the stone steps remained motionless, as thick as a mountain, no matter how the wind blew Rain hits.
Although the big man has a mighty momentum and bold words, his sword skills are no match for the cold Taoist priest, and he becomes more and more frustrated.
"Master, they can't escape!" Xiao He was happy and couldn't help but chuckle.
She was originally very hostile to the Taishan Sect, but after hearing the deeds of these four big men, she became disgusted. Instead, she changed her stance and wished that the Taishan Sect would win.
Xiao Yuesheng smiled and said nothing, knowing that the critical moment was getting closer.
The big man thought that with his own sword skills, the small Taishan Sect was not worth mentioning, but he unexpectedly encountered a tough challenge. When did the Taishan Sect produce such a master? !
The more he fought, the more depressed he became. He restrained his hands and feet, as if he could no longer use a knife. He roared loudly: "Damn it, I'll fight for it!"
After saying that, he slashed out with his sword. The light of the sword was as sharp as a white rainbow piercing the sun. His momentum was unstoppable, as if he had gathered all his strength to attack.
The Taoist priest saw him as if he were caught in a netYu, who was about to be defeated, didn't want to fight him head-on, so he took a step diagonally and twisted to avoid his short knife.
"Haha!" The big man laughed loudly, and his figure suddenly sped up, seeming to turn into a ray of light and shadow, merging with the short sword. The man and the sword became one, and suddenly changed, following the Taoist priest like a maggot attached to a bone.
The middle-aged Taoist priest had a cold face and snorted, as if he was disdainful. The sword light suddenly brightened and turned into a curtain of light in front of him, as if several pine trees stretched out their branches and leaves to block the short sword.
The other four Taoist priests perked up and stared at the sword with bright eyes, as if they were looking up at the mountains.
This cold Taoist priest is using Dai Zongfu.
"What about Dai Zongfu? The Taishan School's superb swordsmanship is extremely difficult and difficult. It can't be learned only by hard training without excellent understanding.
The big man danced his dagger wildly, as if he was crazy. He did not dodge, but just rushed to attack, using the method of attacking and waiting to defend, and burning both jade and stone.
The middle-aged Taoist priest snorted disdainfully. The swordsmanship of Dai Zongfu he used was fantastic and magnificent, the right and wrong complemented each other, and was exquisite. He was not afraid of such a fighting method at all.
In the blink of an eye, the big man had been struck by five or six swords, blood surged all over his body, and his footprints turned into blood prints, which looked tragic.
"Brother Zhang!" The three people sitting shouted in unison and stood up.
"Qiang Qiang Qiang Qiang" The four swords were unsheathed at the same time, pointing at the three of them, and if there was any slight movement, they would take action.
"Haha, brothers, you go first, I'm sorry they can't do anything to me, Lao Zhang!" The big man laughed loudly and proudly.
"You're such a tough guy!" the middle-aged Taoist priest sneered. A sword light shone down, covering the big man. In the blink of an eye, another sword stabbed him in the right shoulder.
The big man grunted and trembled with his short sword. The sword penetrated deeply, affecting the flexibility of his right arm. He felt that he was beyond his capabilities.
The short sword was handed over to his left hand, and a ball of cold light flashed, which was a bit more violent than before. His left hand's sword skills were even better.
For a while, the two were fighting evenly, and the big man actually regained his disadvantage.
"Brother Zhang, let's fight!" Seeing this, the other three knew that he was tough-talking, but they didn't expect that the Taishan Sect had such a master.
"Look at the hidden weapon!" There was a shout, and a black light suddenly shot out.
"Black Blood Divine Needle!" Everyone in the Taishan Sect shouted, shocked and angry. They waved their swords and danced together to protect themselves in front of them to resist the black needle.
"Humph!" A Taoist priest grunted, covering his right arm with his left hand. It was the Taoist priest Xiao He had asked before. He had a face as beautiful as a crown jade and was extremely handsome.
¡°Master, it¡¯s the Black Blood Divine Needle!¡± Xiao He exclaimed in a low voice.
Everyone in the martial arts world knows how powerful the Black Blood Needle is, and their expressions changed when they heard about it. Unexpectedly, they encountered it here.
"Not necessarily." Xiao Yuesheng shook his head. He had seen the Black Blood Divine Needle, which was by no means comparable to ordinary hidden weapons. Even in the Sun and Moon God Sect, ordinary members of the sect would never have it.
"The Black Blood Divine Needle can't save anyone who gets hit. Boy, you should go back and wait for death!" A big man sneered, looking at the Taoist priest with pity.
"Looking for - death -!" The kind Taoist priest's face was livid, the tip of his sword shook, and it stabbed out at an extremely fast speed.
The big man was about to dodge, but it was too late. He could only watch the tip of the sword in front of his throat, feeling the cold air and goosebumps all over his body.
"Hand over the antidote and spare your life!" the Taoist priest said coldly, the smile on his face disappeared.
"Hey, have you heard that there is an antidote to the Black Blood Divine Needle?!" The big man showed a sarcastic sneer.
¡°Tsk!¡± The tip of the sword was sent out and pierced straight into his throat.
The big man opened his eyes wide and stared at him blankly. The smile on his face froze and his eyes were full of astonishment. It seemed that he didn't expect that he would kill him without saying a word.
" Xiao He frowned lightly, as if she couldn't stand it. She didn't expect this kind-hearted person to be so ruthless.
The other three Taoist priests drew their swords at the same time, and while the big men were stunned, the tip of the sword was already at their throats.
"Antidote!" The Taoist priest who originally looked kind said coldly.
The three Taoist priests' sword tips pierced the skin of the three big men and oozed blood.
At this time, the handsome Taoist priest's face turned dark, and a black line appeared between his eyebrows, which seemed to be slowly getting longer.
"Master!" Xiao He turned around and looked at Xiao Yuesheng.
Xiao Yuesheng nodded.
Xiaohe's body swayed and appeared next to the handsome Taoist priest. At this time, he was breathing rapidly, his eyes were blurred, and his consciousness was a little blurry.
"Girl!" The kind Taoist priest raised his sword and tried to force her to leave.
"Get out of the way quickly, he can't delay!" Xiao He cried out softly, standing aroundWith a movement, like lotus leaves swaying lightly on the lake, he dodged the long sword, and his jade hand quickly pointed out more than a dozen fingers. - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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