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- Chapter 77 Secret Protection
Twenty women each picked up swords and stabbed them in different places, either on the waist, on the chest, on the throat, or on the eyes. They squinted and looked from a distance. A bright halo suddenly divided into four rays. , arranged up and down, trapping more than a dozen men.
They were quick on their feet, drew their swords quickly, and moved faster. After this move, when the dragon raised its head, six of the dozen people fell down.
They screamed and rolled on the ground. The twenty delicate women kept moving forward with their faces as usual, waving their long swords with different moves, attacking in different directions, like a dense silver net. Covering eight people.
"What a vicious woman!" the middle-aged man shouted angrily, waving his long sword and dancing into a ball of silver light to protect himself, but his face looked calm and unhurried.
Sun Xiangzhu's figure is hot and thrilling, and her sword skills are even more powerful. She is in the formation, like a dragon swimming in the sea. With each move, the power increases sharply. With each move, the opponent will either die or be injured.
In the blink of an eye, four more screams rang out, and there were only four people left in the circle, waving their swords desperately like trapped beasts.
"Master, what should I do?!" A big man waved a single sword, the sword was shining, and water could not be poured in. He turned around and asked loudly, his voice was loud and clear, like a bell.
"Take it back!" the middle-aged man said solemnly, with a solemn expression.
They moved their feet, waving their long swords at the same time, using the light of the sword as a barrier, trying to move back to the courtyard of the main altar.
As soon as they moved, the sword light came like a tide, blocking their way and making it difficult to move.
"Long Qianyuan!" Sun Xiangzhu's expression changed, and he hurriedly shouted: "surround but not kill!"
The movements of the women slowed down, the sword light dimmed, and became much dimmer. They moved quickly with few swords drawn. The pressure on the four people in the field was greatly reduced, and they breathed a sigh of relief.
Sun Xiangzhu's feet fluttered, he glanced at the door and frowned secretly.
She thought in her mind that this person who was called the sect master must be the new sect master of the Iron Blade Sect. Instead of killing him with one sword, it would be better to trap him as bait and lure the fish to the bait.
But after such a long time, no rescue has come out. Is it possible that there is no one inside, or that everyone has escaped? !
Piaohuatang is divided into five divisions, one of which is the Qinglong Division, with a total of twenty people. The formation they performed is called the Xiao Qinglong Formation and was taught by Xiao Yuesheng.
This small green dragon formation is very powerful. If Master Sun Xiang had not spoken, those four people would have been killed by the sword long ago despite their strong martial arts.
Zhao Shengnan stood quietly, his black hair fluttering, his dark eyebrows tightly knitted together, his hand stretched out and he waved.
Two beautiful women stepped forward and whispered: "Master?"
Zhao Shengnan pointed his slender jade finger towards the door and whispered: "Zhao Xiangzhu, follow the Suzaku tribe, be careful of people rushing out from inside!"
"Yes!" A beautiful woman with a mole at the corner of her mouth responded in a low voice, turned around and shouted: "Suzaku, come with me!"
After saying that, he floated forward, came to the corner of the wall, walked along the corner, and came to a stone lion next to the Iron Knife Gate.
Twenty girls followed closely behind her, their clothes fluttering, split in two, and stuck to the walls on both sides of the door, motionless.
"Ah!" A scream suddenly sounded. A middle-aged man with a long beard covered his chest, widened his eyes, fell to the ground unwillingly, kicked his feet, and remained motionless.
Sun Xiangzhu was running at his feet, the tip of his sword was still stained with blood, but he frowned, glanced at the door, his enchanting face was full of worry, and stabbed again quickly.
On both sides of the door, there are ten girls on one side, leaning against the wall quietly, holding long swords, looking focused and motionless. The breeze blows, and only the purple clothes are fluttering.
"Ugh!" A strong man with red arms grunted, clutching his throat with both hands, but he couldn't stop the blood spurting out, making a hissing sound. He struggled and fell down unwillingly.
?? Sun Xiangzhu kept walking, withdrew his sword, and raised his voice: "Hall Master, it's not good, those guys seem to have escaped!"
"Suzaku, go in!" Zhao Shengnan said calmly and waved his hand vigorously, his bright eyes as bright as morning stars.
At this time, the sky is bright and the thin mist has not dissipated. The air is fresh and moist. When you breathe it into your body, it feels slightly cool and feels very comfortable.
The beautiful woman Zhao Xiangzhu pressed the stone lion and raised her voice: "Suzaku tribe, go in in two ways!"
Ten people from the east flew up and jumped over the wall. Ten people from the west jumped up and rushed in through the door. They went up and down, and the soldiers split into two groups. They moved quickly and neatly, and fell into the courtyard silently.
"Master, there is an ambush!" A soft voice suddenly came from the courtyard. The voice was calm and there was no hint of anxiety.
Zhao Shengnan¡¯s expression changed, his eyebrows furrowed, and he heard the voice of Zhao Xiangzhu of the Suzaku Department.
The courtyard of Tiedaomen Zongtan was very lively.
FourMore than ten men stood around, each holding a long sword. In the middle was a group of women. They were all sneering, their faces full of ferocity and cruelty.
Twenty women formed a circle, with their faces facing outward, their long swords pointing diagonally, and their feet walking slowly, their faces as usual.
A big man bent down and said to a thin old man: "Deputy sect master, let's deal with these little ladies and save the sect master!"
Although the old man was thin and small, he had a calm demeanor and was not angry. He stroked his gray beard with his left hand and looked at Zhao Xiangzhu and the others thoughtfully.
"You have to act in a measured way, no need to say more!" He waved his hand to stop the burly man from talking.
He cupped his fists and laughed loudly, his voice like a bell, and said: "Young ladies, are you from the Ziyang Sword Sect?!"
Zhao Xiangzhu has almond eyes and peach cheeks, and is graceful. He nodded and sneered: "Not bad!"
"What a spirit, the Ziyang Sword Sect has really become a master!" The old man smiled, stroking his beard, and shook his head: "At the beginning, I advised the sect master to kill them all, because the nights are long and the dreams are many Unfortunately, if the sect master refuses to accept it, there will be a risk of death. It¡¯s really a pity, it¡¯s a pity!¡±
Zhao Xiangzhu raised his eyebrows and scolded: "You old man, just hit me, don't get pantothenic acid!"
She hates to see sour scholars the most. When she saw the old man's appearance, she felt disgusted. His face was worried and rude.
"Don't be in a hurry, don't be in a hurry, you have to understand it first. If the name is not correct, then the words will not be smooth. If the reasoning is not straight, then the energy will not be strong. If you want to take action, you need to explain the truth clearly!" The old man stroked his beard and smiled, with a calm expression.
Zhao Xiangzhu¡¯s eyebrows were raised, his almond-shaped eyes were moving, and he was very smart. He was thinking secretly in his heart, I wonder what this old man is up to, but you can tell at a glance that this old guy is full of evil!
She gave a sweet scolding: "Suzaku tribe, get in formation!"
"Yes!" Twenty delicate voices sounded at the same time, heroic.
????????????????????????????? As soon as the voice fell, they were walking quickly, and their speed suddenly accelerated. They were walking slowly before, but now they were running, faster and faster. In the blink of an eye, they were covered in purple shadows, and no one could be seen clearly.
"Alas young people are just impatient!" The old man shook his head and sighed, waving his hand: "Just kill them all!"
"Yes, deputy sect master!" The big men responded loudly, waving their swords and rushing forward.
They hid in the yard, listening to the screams outside, but they couldn't move. They were so depressed that they finally vented their anger.
"Ah¡ª¡ª!" "Ah¡ª¡ª!"
Screams rang out one after another, ghosts cried and wolves howled, sword rays flashed, stumps and broken arms flew, and blood splashed everywhere.
Twenty girls had solemn faces, calm eyes, and no emotion. They just walked quickly, waving their long swords, and the sword light flashed, and all those who touched it had their arms and hands broken off.
"It's not that they are cruel, but it's the way they act.
The heart technique taught by Xiao Yuesheng has the effect of ice heart. As they walked under their feet, their internal energy kept flowing, and waves of cool breath came to their minds. There was no sadness or joy in their hearts, and they were extremely calm. Even if they saw blood, there would be no fluctuations.
The old man was stroking his beard and smiling, confident, but the situation in front of him was completely different from what he thought. His smile did not disappear, but turned into shock, and he stared at it blankly.
Twenty women were running in a circle, their swords flashing, like a silver sword surrounding them. Anyone who entered the silver light would be killed or injured and fell down.
These twenty women were like a meat grinder, moving freely in the dense crowd, slowly approaching the direction of the gate.
In the blink of an eye, they had arrived at the gate. They stopped going out and kept swimming, their swords gleaming, harvesting lives.
"Elders, please take action!" the old man shouted, his eyes red, gritting his teeth and staring at Zhao Xiangzhu and the others.
"Bang!" The window in the hall cracked, broken wood burst out, and several figures rushed out. After falling into the courtyard, they shouted: "Everyone, get out!"
The old man hurriedly shouted: "Back off! Back off!"
The big men retreated like a tide and huddled under the steps of the hall. Their bodies were trembling slightly, their faces were pale, their eyes were frightened, and their expressions were completely gone. Compared with just now, they seemed like a different person.
The green brick floor turned blood red, the smell of blood was rolling, and limbs and arms were broken everywhere. Dozens of people were lying on the ground, tossing and screaming and moaning.
This scene is similar to the one when Xiao Yuesheng killed someone. Ziyang's sword skills are unparalleled and powerful, and can be seen as ordinary.
The situation in front of them brought back the horrific memories of these Iron Knife Sect disciples. Xiao Yuesheng was one against many, killing people like chickens. Just thinking about it made them feel terrified and their courage was gone.
"Brother Chen, let's take action!" A shout came from an old man with white beard and eyebrows. His face was as dark as water and there was a look of evil on his face.
There are six of them in total, all of them are old men with white beards and rosy complexions, and their eyes are like lightning.??You can tell at a glance that your cultivation is profound.
Zhao Xiangzhu frowned and was secretly frightened. He kept stepping on his feet and yelled, "Who are you guys?!"
She used her inner strength to activate the sound, which was rolling and moving, and could be heard by half of Fengcheng, but it had the intention of calling for help.
Zhao Shengnan frowned and shouted: "Qinglong Department, go inside and take a look!"
"Yes!" Sun Xiangzhu responded, and said sweetly: "The clouds make rain!"
The sword light suddenly surged, and the entire circle was filled with silver light. With a scream of "ah", the middle-aged man known as the sect master was hit by several swords and slowly fell down.
"Go in!" Sun Xiangzhu waved his hand, and the girls swung their long swords, and the sword blades returned to smoothness. They followed closely behind with their swords raised, and got in through the door.
The Suzaku tribe has already occupied the door, and the Qinglong tribe has no obstruction to the passage. In the blink of an eye, everyone is standing behind the Suzaku tribe.
In this way, there are two people standing in every position, with their backs facing each other, forming the posture of two swords joining the wall.
"Haha, who are we?" The old man who spoke sneered, with a sullen face: "Just be a fool!"
As he spoke, a bolt of silver lightning suddenly shot out from his sleeve, and with a sharp roar, it shot towards Zhao Xiangzhu.
"Let's go!" The old man rushed out like an arrow, jumped up to the east wall, and disappeared outside the wall.
¡°Chi¡ªchi¡ªchi¡ª!¡± The other old men fired their hidden weapons one after another, retreated quickly, followed him, climbed up the wall, and disappeared.
Sun Xiangzhu and Zhao Xiangzhu shot down the hidden weapons, looked at each other, and suddenly yelled: "No!"
The six old men fell together, and four women stood in front of them.
Their faces were solemn and their eyes were as sharp as knives. They looked at each other and moved at the same time. Under their hoods, a silver light spread all over the sky and everywhere.
The four women hurriedly waved their swords, and the sword light enveloped themselves and protected themselves. However, the six people rushed towards them with the hidden weapons, the sword light flashed and hissed.
"Ding" made two crisp sounds, and their long swords had strong internal energy, and the two swords were knocked away directly.
The four knives held the four supporting women at the same time. The two old men sneered and swung the knives. The knives were as fast as lightning, and they were about to chop off the heads of two beauties.
"Save someone under the sword!" Zhao Shengnan shouted angrily from a distance, his body trembled and he fell down sharply.
She realized something was wrong, so she hurried over and tried her best to perform Qing Kung Fu, but she couldn't catch up. She watched the two female disciples about to be killed. She felt so anxious that her inner strength stagnated and she fell down.
"Hi¡ª¡ª!" A sharp whistle suddenly sounded, and two white lights flashed across, hitting two single swords.
"Ding" The clear sound was endless, and two single-handed swords rose into the sky, flew ten feet away, and embedded themselves in the wall.
A gentle voice sounded: "Elder Fan, let's go to the prime minister!"
"Yes, Master!" One person said respectfully.
Two figures floated down from the roof, leisurely passed over the courtyard wall, like two feathers falling, and landed right in front of Zhao Shengnan.
"I've met the master!" Zhao Shengnan's face changed, and he hurriedly put on his clothes as a courtesy.
"Greetings to the master!" All the female disciples knelt down to pay their respects, their voices were sweet and crisp, and they fell to their knees.
Xiao Yuesheng was dressed in a green shirt and wore a green sword on his waist. He looked at the crowd calmly, waved his hands and said, "Get up."
"Thank you, Master!" Everyone stood up, stood respectfully with their hands raised, and remained motionless.
Fan Qingyun stood behind Xiao Yuesheng, his eyes like a hawk, staring at the six old men with a sneer at the corner of his mouth.
An old man squinted his eyes and stared coldly at Xiao Yuesheng. His voice seemed to burst out from between his teeth, so cold that it penetrated people: "Are you Xiao Guanlan?!"
Xiao Yuesheng ignored it, turned to look at Zhao Shengnan, and said warmly: "Palace Master Zhao, get rid of the people inside first!"
"Yes, Master!" Zhao Shengnan responded in a low voice, his face was hot, and he looked like he had rouge on a white jade quilt.
She felt ashamed in her heart that the headmaster had to take action himself. She, the leader of the hall, was really incompetent!
She took a deep breath, suppressed her guilt, raised her head and shouted: "All five members of Piaohuatang, go in, no one will be left behind!"
"Yes!" The delicate and crisp sounds sounded together, sweet and sweet, and they jumped up one after another, like butterflies, fluttering across the wall.
The six old men looked gloomy as they watched them fly up one after another. Listening to the screams of the Iron Sword Sect disciples inside, their expressions changed, but they did not dare to move. They knew that if they moved and stopped them, the six of them would also get in.
They have a deep understanding of how terrifying Xiao Guanlan is. The master's sword skills are exquisite, but he is not inferior to them, but he died tragically at the hands of Xiao Guanlan.
But the six of them joined forces, but it was not without a fight.The six people were unable to decide whether to fight or flee.
While they were hesitating, the screams gradually subsided, and soon, the Piaohua Hall disciples flew past the courtyard wall and landed next to Xiao Yuesheng.
They looked at Xiao Yuesheng with cold faces and clear eyes, their eyes full of admiration.
Xiao Yuesheng smiled at them and showed his approval, which made them overjoyed, and their cold faces were filled with joyful smiles.
Xiao Yuesheng had always turned his back to the six old men. Now he slowly turned around, stood with his hands behind his back, and looked at the six of them quietly.
An old man closed his eyes, sighed deeply, opened them suddenly, his tongue burst with spring thunder, and shouted in a deep voice: "Xiao Guanlan, we are six against one, do you dare to fight fair?"
"Tsk¡ª!" Fan Qingyun suddenly laughed, pointed at the old man, and sneered: "Six against one, how can you say it's a fair fight? It's really laughable!"
The old man¡¯s face remained unchanged and he said solemnly: ¡°We know that you, Xiao Guanlan, are very powerful in martial arts. One-on-one, we are no match!¡±
"Finally, I have some self-knowledge!" Fan Qingyun sneered, turning his head and squinting.
The old man glared at Fan Qingyun coldly, then turned to Xiao Yuesheng: "Then let's fight six against one. Do you, Xiao Guanlan, have the guts to challenge?!"
"My courage or lack of courage has nothing to do with you." Xiao Yuesheng smiled slightly.
The old man sneered and said: "Xiao Guanlan, if you say you don't dare in front of all your disciples, we will be willing to tie you up!"
"Shut up!" A coquettish voice came from Sun Xiangzhu of Piaohuatang. She had a fiery figure and a enchanting face. She took a step forward and raised her eyebrows and said: "What kind of status is the leader? You want to fight with the leader, but you are not qualified yet." !¡±
Xiao Yuesheng smiled, but did not stop him.
Fan Qingyun clapped his hands and shouted: "Excellent! Exactly like that!Humph, what is the status of our leader?!"
Xiao Yuesheng shook his head and laughed, waved his hands and said: "Elder Fan, Lord Sun Xiang, forget it."
"Yes, Master." The two said respectfully.
Fan Qingyun said no more, but glared at the old man with hatred and said: "You old man, if you want to fight, come here, I, Old Fan, will accompany you!"
The old man glanced at him sideways, turned to look at Xiao Yuesheng, and said: "Xiao Guanlan, do you dare to fight us?! Have fun!"
Xiao Yuesheng nodded and said: "Okay, since you want to die, I will simply make it happen!"
"Master, kill them, it's too cheap for them!" Sun Xiangzhu stepped forward, pursed his lips and chuckled.
Xiao Yuesheng smiled slightly: "Master Sun Xiang, do you have a good idea?"
Zhao Shengnan frowned, feeling uncomfortable. He glanced at Sun Xiangzhu, secretly angry.
Sun Xiangzhu pursed his lips and chuckled, smiling brightly: "Master, they are six against one. If they lose, why not become the deacon of the outer hall of our Ziyang Sect!"
Xiao Yuesheng pondered for a moment, shook his head and remained silent, obviously not wanting to agree.
Zhao Shengnan hurriedly whispered: "Master, this is a good idea."
Xiao Yuesheng turned to look at her, frowning slightly.
Zhao Shengnan said with a pleading tone: "Master, the six of them are very skilled in martial arts. It would be a pity to kill them. If we can kill less, why not kill less?"
When she saw the corpses lying on the ground, she felt pity in her heart and couldn't bear to kill them anymore. These six old men only had a few years left to live.
Xiao Yuesheng sighed softly and shook his head: "Oh, okay."
"Thank you, Master!" Zhao Shengnan was overjoyed, knowing in his heart that the Master was making concessions just for the sake of his own face, which went against his true intentions.
He glanced at Sun Xiangzhu, who was so frightened that she shrank back, turned to the six of them, and said calmly: "Do you agree?"
The old man looked at the other five people. After looking at each other for a few times, he nodded seriously: "Okay, if we are still defeated with six against one, the six of us will be willing to be slaves!"
Ziyang Mountain
Xiao Yuesheng is sitting in the Grand Master's chair in the hall. Except for He Yushu standing behind him, Zhao Shengnan is the only one in the hall.
The hall was silent.
Zhao Shengnan stood in front of Xiao Yuesheng, his head lowered, almost hanging on his chest, his teeth biting his red lips, saying nothing, and facing each other in silence.
Xiao Yuesheng drooped his face, looked at her coldly, and slammed the table: "What do you, the master of the hall, do for food?! If I hadn't followed secretly, the lives of the two disciples would have been lost!"
His voice contained powerful power, and as he spoke, the entire hall trembled slightly, as if there was an earthquake.
Zhao Shengnan¡¯s lower lip was bitten bloodshot, but he remained silent and said nothing. - 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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