The flesh and blood body collided with the shells, as fragile as tofu blocks. The body suddenly split into pieces, and the flesh and blood were shattered into mud, and the blood spilled spread out, sprinkled on the people fighting around them, making their murderous intentions silent, and they were also frightened and terrified.

They were all licking blood from the knife. They were used to seeing the dead and injured. At this moment, they felt the bone-broken coldness and their whole body was chilling.

Some warriors even trembled and shook like sieve.

A torch suddenly lit up in the darkness, and thousands of soldiers in the guards were like long snakes, surrounding the martial arts people from both good and evil. The musketeers divided into five square formations with two hundred, and the shooting range almost enveloped the entire evil-Battle Sword Sect's resident.

Boom!

The sound of thunder was heard again, and the shells were once again released, cutting through the noisy night sky and hitting the people in the martial arts world ahead.

At this moment, both the good and the evil sides gathered at least two thousand warriors. Even if they fought for one battle, they would have only three or five hundred casualties. The rest of the people were crowded together to fight. The density was still too high, and there was no need for the gunner's calibration. They could fire at will, and even one shot could cause several casualties.

In fact, the top masters in the world can do this. When Linghu Chong's Dugu Nine Swords were first formed, he stabbed more than a dozen blind men in an instant.

Compared with the killing and injury caused by swordsmanship, the deterrence power is far inferior to the killing of artillery shells.

Bang! Bang bang!

The shells were still roaring, and the two musketeers on the left and right had already opened fire.

The sparks erupted, and in an instant, various iron and lead balls were shot out. The two martial artists on the outermost side, who were both good and evil, had blood bloomed, screaming and wailing, and the crowd turned into birds and fled as fast as possible, but those who were hit by the projectile fell down in a constant stream.

After this round of shooting, the two musketeers immediately retreated. When they filled the projectiles, they saw the other two teams standing in front and raising their guns to shoot.

"Damn it, these court hawks want to capture all of our righteous path and the Demon Sect in one place!"

"How dare they? How dare they!"

"Get out! Fight with them!"

The cry of sadness and roars resounded all over the world, not only the Demon Sect, but also the people of the righteous Jianghu were both afraid and angry.

"Amitabha!" A loud Buddha's name was released with the lion roar, suppressing the wailing and roaring everywhere. Fang Zheng's voice shook out: "Mr. Liu, we are the righteous way to help the court eliminate the demon sect and uphold justice. Why are you doing now?"

However, what was waiting for was another round of projectiles. In addition, collapse! collapse! collapse! The sound of the bowstring sound came, and arrows flew out, "swooshing" to break the wind, like a dense rain falling from the sky.

Fang Zheng's eyelids twitched, his monk's robe swung, rolled upwards, and swung several long arrows away. However, he swept his eyes over and saw several Shaolin monks several feet away without having time to avoid blocking and fell to the ground.

His long beard trembled, and his eyes were filled with anger, but he had nowhere to vent.

Chongxu, Linghu Chong, Yue Buqun and other leaders of various sects also saw their sects killed and injured, and they felt very angry.

"Ha ha!"

The sword light lingered, Lin Pingzhi's sharp breath was revealed, and the arrows flying towards him were cut and split, and he exuded disdain and mocked him: "You have sold yourself to be the lackeys of the court, but unfortunately the court looked down on you. I want to cook you together!"

Qu Feiyan grabbed the hand and grabbed a steel knife from someone's hand, guarding himself, and hummed, "You're talking nonsense, come with me."

"You go by yourself. The court has taken great effort to surround me here. Others may have a chance to escape, but I, Lin Pingzhi, will definitely be stared at by them."

Qu Feiyan was silent and knew that Lin Pingzhi was saying the truth.

In fact, the number of troops and horses of the Jianghu forces and the imperial court is not very weak at present. When it comes to their own skills, the average value of these martial artists in the Jianghu is far higher than that of the imperial court.

Unfortunately, the forces present were divided into two sides, both righteous and demons, and the water and fire were incompatible. The righteous side was composed of more than a hundred large and large gangs. It seemed to have a great power, but in fact it was a mob, and it was impossible to effectively organize and resist.

What's more, when the people of the Jianghu were surrounded and suppressed by the imperial soldiers, their innate momentum became weaker, so they fled in panic under the round of artillery attacks of the guards.

These people dare not fight against the imperial army, but there are many people who are quick and able to fly over the eaves and walls. The imperial soldiers and horses are unlikely to be surrounded by people, and their chances of escape are not low.

But Lin Pingzhi is an exception.

Who said he was the leader of the Demon Sect?

Whoosh! Whoosh!

In just two short sentences, another powerful arrow shot towards Lin Pingzhi, covering the vital points of his body.

Qu Feiyan swung his sword and slashed straight, and the sword light like a lonely moon lit up, slashing the two sharp arrows, and at the same time he felt a vibration force coming from the blade.

Although she was not injured, she raised her eyebrows and swept her eyes to the depths of the darkness. This round of arrows was obviously not shot by the big-headed soldiers, but were secretly shooting cold arrows.

On the other side, Fang Zheng, Chongxu, Linghu Chong and others had no intention of fighting with Lin Pingzhi at this moment. Several people swayed and flashed towards their respective disciples, but they searched for their own way of life to escape.

Lin Pingzhi fully demonstrated the essence of the strange, weird and fast sword technique of the evil-proof sword technique. As the sword light passed, cold arrows shattered and exploded.

Suddenly, the sound of cannons stopped suddenly. Qu Feiyan looked in surprise and saw a red shadow popping out under the firelight in the distance, which suddenly appeared like a ghost in the dark night. It floated to the location of the twenty divine cannons. The sleeves of the robe spit out, and two short swords flew out from the cuffs, flying up and down.

Silent...

In an instant, the short sword was like a poisonous dragon, strangling all people and things in the range of the sword light. With one sword, it could take away five or six lives when the sword light returned.

Gunners screamed and fell to the ground.

The soldiers around were shocked and were immediately driven forward by the generals to kill the red shadow. Under the siege of dozens or hundreds of soldiers, the red shadow seemed to have turned into an illusory shadow, sometimes left and right, sometimes east and west, and the swords came and went freely, surrounding them, and were as good as wishes.

The encirclement of hundreds of soldiers could not stop her from taking a step.

"Sister Yinling has taken action!" Qu Feiyan was happy at first, then was shocked. Although Xue Yinling was coming and going freely in the army, her skills could not be endless, especially in the fight between the military formations, it was consumed extremely quickly. Once the breath weakened, it would be dangerous.

"Capture the king first! Lin Pingzhi, I will protect you and lead the way, and you will go and take down the dead eunuch." Qu Feiyan said.

"Okay!" Seeing the riots in the army ahead, Lin Pingzhi did not miss this great opportunity. He nodded and then went out with his body. His steps were strange, as if he was sliding with an invisible line, but in just a blink of an eye, he had already rushed out a hundred feet.

Qu Feiyan might not be as good as Lin Pingzhi when her body movements changed, but her speed of light skills was better than Lin Ping. She followed her, and the sword light flashed, splitting the blockers one by one.

In a moment, Lin Pingzhi passed over the soldiers in front of him, and his figure flashed and rushed to Eunuch Liu.

The masters of factory guards guarding Eunuch Liu shouted, and the sword was unsheathed, and they intertwined into a dense net to cover Lin Pingzhi.

call out!

The sword light flashed, Lin Pingzhi stabbed under the sword, his body was like a flying star, and his sword pierced through the throats of the two men in almost no order. Then his steps under his feet changed, and he bypassed the other masters like a gyro, and arrived near Eunuch Liu, and swept away with a sword in the slanting stab.

The corner of Eunuch Liu's mouth suddenly sneered, picked up his fingers, and pointed it at the sword.

Although he was quite old, his fingers were whiter and tenderer than most women. With a crisp sound of "Dang", Lin Ping's long sword trembled slightly and was actually swept away.

Lin Pingzhi's expression shook, his eyes condensed, and he immediately saw Eunuch Liu pinching a golden needle between his fingers, shining brightly.

"You!" Lin Pingzhi's face changed and he looked at the eunuch in front of him in disbelief.

With his current martial arts, even Dongfang Bubai may not be able to reach that time. With the long sword out, there are very few people who can catch his sword, and this eunuch can actually block his sword with a golden needle.

And this method of using the golden needle...

"What? Is it strange?" Eunuch Liu showed a sarcastic look on his face and chuckled: "The Sunflower Book is originally from the Great Inner. Is it worth surprise to our family to know the martial arts of the Sunflower Book? But if you little devil boy surrender now, our family might be able to accept you as a slave by your side!"

Lin Pingzhi gritted his teeth and looked ugly.

Since he took the position of the leader of the Demon Sect, it has been so many years since he was humiliated by others.

He glanced out of the corner of his eyes and saw that Qu Feiyan was surrounded by military formations at this moment, facing more than a dozen knives at the same time.

"No need to look!" Eunuch Liu's expression suddenly became cold and said indifferently: "You little guys are in trouble in the world. Today is the time for you to give your head. Even if the gods and Buddhas all over the sky come down to earth, you can't save you."

While he was speaking, a golden light flashed suddenly between his fingers, and the golden needle shot out in the air and hit Lin Ping's face. At the same time, he did not come forward to fight, but instead retreated suddenly, floated backward, shouting coldly in his mouth: "Kill!"

Next moment!

Dong!

There was no collision of swords, bloody fighting, and no roar of shells. Instead, a clear sound suddenly sounded above the sky, like the sound of bells and drums, shaking the world.

The dark night seemed to be torn apart by this sound, and everyone on the battlefield suddenly felt that their eyes were white and everything around them became brighter.

And this is not an illusion. At this moment, the world seemed to have turned from night to day, which violated common sense, and then one hand appeared in the void in the center of the battlefield. In the bright white light, the five fingers suddenly opened like jade pillars gathered with the sun and moon light.

There was no sound on the battlefield, and everyone stared at the hand blankly. It seemed that a ripple rose from his palm, turning into subtle patterns and spreading, covering everyone on the battlefield.

At this moment, everyone's mind seemed to be held by that hand, and they lost the ability to move. They seemed to be able to see thin lines running through the void, intertwined, tied to their bodies, and then all the threads were grasped by that palm.

Zheng!

The palm suddenly tilted his fingers, as if he was gently plucking the thousands of thin lines in the void, as if he was just playing the piano leisurely. But with this move, thousands of people at the scene, whether they were the heads of a sect, the minds of the factory guards, the generals in the army, or the tourists from the bottom of the rivers and lakes, and the soldiers, regardless of their martial arts skills, were almost shocked, dizzy, and suddenly collapsed to the ground, and gasping in their throats.

What is this? What is this?

Everyone lost the ability to think, their brains roared, but they just resounded repeatedly, wanting to know what kind of power this is that can make thousands of people lose their ability to resist in an instant.

"Can't even save the gods and Buddhas in the sky?" A chuckling sound suddenly sounded, and when the palm suddenly broke and burst into a sparkling light, there was a figure in the green in the center of the battlefield. The man's eyes were low and he spoke slowly: "Children, you can eat food, but you can't talk nonsense!"

"You...god..." Eunuch Liu only felt that his eyes were filled with endless light, and his mind seemed to be squeezed into him by some huge information in an instant, endless and unbearable. He showed horror on his face, and then his head exploded with a "pop".

"Is it him? Is it him?" Linghu Chong, Yue Buqun, Yue Lingshan, Fang Zheng, Chong Xu and some people who had seen Wang Dong back then were also shocked at this time.

Judging from the appearance, this person is of course Wang Dong, but with such a method...

This is no longer something that martial arts can describe. Many of the first-class gods, immortals, demons and Buddhas in folk legends may not have such supernatural powers.

Especially Linghu Chong, Yue Buqun, Fang Zheng, Chongxu and others, as Wang Dong's defeated generals back then, they have been practicing hard over the years, and they realize that even if the other party is born, they can use their own martial arts to cleanse their previous shame. But now they suddenly realize how ridiculous this idea is.

"Have he... already cultivated to become an immortal?! There are really immortals in the world, no! If such supernatural powers are not yet sacred immortals and Buddhas, what is considered a god and Buddha?!"

Fang Zheng, the heads of the two Buddhist and Taoist schools, were particularly complicated at this moment, but after counting breaths, they all turned into a feeling of worship.

In addition to Wang Dong, there were only Qu Feiyan, Xue Yinling and Lin Pingzhi standing at the scene, but at this time, the long sword in Lin Pingzhi's hand also fell down with a 'clang' and knelt on the ground: "Teacher."

"Brother Wang!" Qu Feiyan screamed in surprise, then looked around and looked at the scene of thousands of people falling to the ground. This was just a blink of an eye. When he thought of it, he felt incredible and could not help but ask questions that everyone wanted to know.

"Brother Wang, have you become an immortal?"

"Becoming an immortal, right?" Wang Dong smiled, waved to the two of them, and said, "It's time to leave!"
To be continued...