White light burst from the center of the canyon, as if a waterfall poured across the air, tearing the air and swallowing the thorny and dead grass all over the ground into the void. After cutting through the void, the blue blade still did not stop. The murderous intent that had brewed to the peak came out of the tip of the knife, penetrated into the long rainbow, and flew into the sky thousands of feet high. The night clouds were also cut into pieces, as ugly as the beggar's jacket.

The man was coming, and the knife had not fallen. Just the murderous intent burst out from a hundred steps made a group of hard-working cultivators stiff and their blood was still. At this moment, they were stunned.

In less than a blink of an eye, Guan Yunyi had already rushed over thirty steps, and it was not until this time that the ascetics from Mobei realized.

There were eighteen people in total, wearing long gowns with the same eyes, with the same pace and body movements. It was very likely that the posture came from the same sect. Seeing a fierce general like a lion and a tiger rushing towards them, they quickly divided into two groups, one on the left and the other on the right, but protected a slightly younger man in the middle, and then chanted spells and cast spells.

They are all ascetic monks, and the casting time is not as short as that of the secret technique, but they are far faster than that of Dakuang's Taoist priests.

In less than two blink of an eye, Guan Yunyi was only twenty steps away from the group of ascetic practices, and the ascetic practices also sacrificed the Taoist Dharma at this time.

Then, three ascetic practitioners emerged from the left and right columns, with a total of six people holding the seal of great compassion and sniffing.

"Zha!"

The sound of Taoism burst out, and six stone dragons followed, which seemed to be earth-based Taoism, but after the six stone dragons flew out, they opened their mouths and sprayed earth flames, waving their front paws to make a clang of golden sound.

These hard-working practitioners have been living in Mobei where no grass grows for many years, fighting against the heaven and earth. As Yin Xin said, their achievements in Taoism far left the Taoist priests in Middle Earth behind. Although they also used the Five Elements Taoism, they were not a single metal, wood, water, fire and earth. Instead, they merged several systems into a magic, derive changes from each other, and the power they exerted was naturally not comparable to that of ordinary Taoism.

The six stone dragons were more than ten feet long and had a ferocious face. Each one had a huge force of ten thousand kilograms. Six were 60,000 kilograms. At this time, they all flew to Guan Yunyi, opening their mouths and spitting fire. The dragon's claws were harder than gold and stones, and the mud and stones flew cracked wherever they passed.

Facing the combined attack of the six dragons, Guan Yunyi did not retreat, and even did not blink.

The long sword hung high above his head, and cyclones rotated wildly around the tip of the knife. At this moment, the moonlight was sucked into the blade.

His steps were still moving forward rapidly. Guan Yunchang raised his sword with both hands and did not fall. In a blink of an eye, his figure was flooded by six huge stone dragons.

As the eyes reached, the monks in the valley all showed joy, and their disdain in their faces became clearer.

But before the smile on the corners of their mouths burst out, a bronze blade flashed out from the stone dragon, followed by the tall man with a pair of phoenix eyes.

"boom!"

It was not until Guan Yunyi crossed five steps that the six stone dragons broke into pieces and turned into stone chips and poured out from the air, like a huge building collapsed and buried in the mud.

Guan Yunyi did not cut the sword. He cut the six dragons with his rapid progress, as well as the power and murderous intent of the blade. The eighteen Mobei hard-cultivators all opened their mouths and their faces were pale. They came from the north and saw many Dakuang monks along the way. They all knew in private and secretly stole the camp at night to kill nine Dakuang tiger wolves, and they were even more confident, and they felt that the Dakuang tiger wolves were all just famous.

Until Guan Yunyi appeared, a long sword was like a ferocious beast that swallowed the world, shocking them on the spot.

But they didn't know that Guan Yunyi had just used a knife, and his knife had not yet been slashed.

His murderous intent is only enough to support three swords. After three swords, the time when the fighting intention declines. Therefore, each sword is extremely precious to this Dong Chuhu general. It must be used to maximize their effectiveness. That's how it is.

Ten steps.

There are still ten steps left to the eighteen ascetic practices, and within ten steps, the generals' world is already the generals.

Guan Yun's wings were as shaped like lightning, and a hint of chill burst out from Danfeng's eyes, and his eyes had already covered the eighteen hard-working practitioners.

The long sword in his hand reached the highest point. When there were five steps left before the six stern cultivation, Guan Yunyi's always squinting eyelids opened, and there was a terrifying white fire in his eyes.

"die!"

He opened his mouth and shouted loudly, but it was like thunder thundering on the ground. The long sword that Guan Yunyi held high finally fell.

With one knife, the air waves swung in all directions in the flowing moonlight. The six ascension practitioners who were holding the blade were covered by the blade before they could move. Their bodies were cut into two pieces in the blink of their fingers. The blood was everywhere, but they did not fall, and they remained the same as before. It was not until Guan Yunyi passed by that, they fell to the ground with a crumbling end to both legs.

The tyrannical knife is not over yet.

With his wrist shaking slightly, the long sword in Guan Yunyi's hand slashed from a lower slash to a horizontal slash, still continuing the previous murderous intent.

The cyclone flew out along the blade, and there were three, each of which looked like a beast with a bloody mouth, devouring the lives of three ascension practitioners in the blink of an eye.

Before the sword was finished, Guan Yunyi killed nine hard-working practitioners in a row, and even he could not stop the passion in his heart.

He roared to the sky, Guan Yunyi's face was burning like fire, Danfeng's eyes were full of murderous intent, and his knees bent slightly and jumped. The knife used the power of a person to roll up a white tide of more than 30 feet, but he wanted to use the few murderous intent left by this knife to kill the remaining hard practice.

As early as after a companion died, the ascetic monks had already taken twelve minutes of caution and chanted mantras and sacrifices. At this time, the remaining nine-life ascetic practitioners contracted into a circle, with their arms against their hands, and their hands against their backs, forming a formation to cast spells.

“Duh!”

Seeing that Guan Yunyi was in power and was unforgivable, he wanted to kill them all. The eight young monks who were protected by hard cultivators showed an angry face, shouted softly, and opened their mouths to spit out something.

The object swelled with the wind, and then turned into a fiery red round cover, flying in the air to meet Guan Yunyi.

Guan Yunyi's long sword slashed down, and the fire cover was in the middle.

"sulfuric acid!"

A loud noise echoed under the night of the Southern Wilderness, deafening.

Although Guan Yunyi's sword was fierce, it was exhausted after all. The sword hit the fire cover, and the fire cover trembled wildly, and a crooked crack broke on the cover, but in the end, it stopped Guan Yunyi, who was crazy about committing murder.

The ascetics in Mobei are obviously also veterans of murder. When they saw that Guan Yunyi was blocked, they didn’t know that this was their only chance.

Among the eight ascetic practitioners who were circled in circles, four of them were immediately separated, each of whom pinched the seal, spoke spells, and walked around Guan Yunyi in Yu's foot.

The so-called Yubu is the most commonly used body technique by those who practice Taoism. It imitates walking in a crane, light and agile. The Yubu passed down from each school is different. Some are used to pinch seals, some are used to chant mantras, and some are used only body techniques. The Yubu carried by these four ascetic practitioners is a bit strange.

Every time they took a step, they would reach out to carve a character. The character appeared in the void for only a moment, and then twisted and shrank into the void.

The four ascetic practitioners walked faster and faster, and they drew more and more characters. When Guan Yunyi realized something was wrong, a circular magic circle had been formed, the soil flew and the air was shaking, as if they wanted to separate the three-step place where Guan Yunyi was located from this world.

To the surprise of the ascetics, Guan Yunyi was not panicked, nor was he in a hurry to break the formation. He raised his knife with one hand to suppress the fire cover that was about to move, and stroked his chin with his other hand, leisurely watching how the ascetics of the Mobei ascetics set up the formation. A glimmer flashed from time to time in Danfeng's eyes, as if he was smiling.

Seeing Guan Yunyi's appearance, he seemed to not take himself seriously. The ascetics in Mobei were both ashamed and annoyed. Although they felt something was wrong, they didn't know what was wrong.

The night wind is rustling, and the trees are rustling.

Accompanied by the sound of the wind, a clear long smile, a general from Wei State came out with a spear on his back, which was shockingly different from the momentum when Guan Yunyi appeared. Yin Xin was walking like a cloud, his body was like flowing water, and he was not at all tense, graceful and graceful, but he carried a temperament that made people lose themselves without fighting.

"Brother Guan, you're too bullying."

Yin Xin smiled and said, "There is no murderous intention on his face, but as soon as he appeared, the remaining Mobei hard-cultivated people looked panicked. Just as he was about to cast a spell, the square spear had already attacked him."

At the same time, a black wind flew from the other side of the dense forest, whistling towards the four ascetic practitioners who set up the formation.

With Yin Xin and Zhang Bushi's appearance, the ascetics in Mobei finally realized that their situation was hopeless. The five monks hanging behind fled to the east, regardless of their companions who were still setting up the formation.

With his hands raised his sword, Zhang Bushi easily took away the three ascensional heads, while another monastery was killed by Yin Xin's long spear.

Taoist skills and Taoist techniques are so easy. Within ten steps, monks are like ants.

"It's a pity that I ran five, or I would have won a big victory."

After looking at Zhang Bushi, Yin Xin smiled and said, "That's right, he had no intention of chasing him."

"I can't run away." Zhang Bushi pulled out his waist knife and wiped the blood, saying expressionlessly.

As soon as he finished speaking, a miserable howling sound came from the dense forest to the east, no more or less, five sounds in total.

Under the night, the dense forest in the east seemed to be undulating, rolling like a tide, and a sound of footsteps came from the forest, as heavy as muffled thunder.

A strong bitterness appeared on the corner of his mouth. Zhang Bushi looked at Guan Yunyi, weighed it, turned to Yin Xin, and bowed: "I will ask General Yin to do Zhang a favor later."

"It's easy to say, I wonder what General Xiao Zhang wants Yin to do?"

Yin Xin smiled and replied with a gift.

As soon as he finished speaking, his face changed slightly, and his whole body arched instantly, but when he was facing a great enemy, he was a subconscious reaction from the general.

In sharp contrast, Guan Yun stroked his long beard with his hands and looked at the dense forest to the east with interest. A glimmer flashed from time to time in Danfeng's eyes.

Zhang Bushi glanced at me and took Yin Xin and Guan Yunyi's reactions into his eyes, and he immediately judged the difference.

Sighing inwardly, Zhang Bushi turned his eyes toward the dense forest, looked at the bald boy step by step, and shook his head and said, "Please help Zhang subdue the monk."

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Chapter completed!