If it weren't for Yan Tianqing, Chen Fei wouldn't have thought that the Demon Sect was the representative of evil, but after going up the mountain, he wouldn't have thought that the immortals were so noble. Alas, I really can't figure it out.

On the right path, the hearts of the people in Longhu Mountain fell to the bottom of the valley: reading the war before the war started, which was something that had never happened before, and judging from the situation where they whispered to the holy religion, whispered to the holy sect leader, and whispered to the justice, it was completely different from the past demon sects.

The newly rising leader of the Pluto Sect, he injected different elements into the Demon Sect, making the sect that looked vicious and evil in the past become a savior with the hearts of the people in a blink of an eye.

After reading the war letter, Yin Changkong lowered his head halfway, carefully rolled up the scroll again and put it in his arms. Even a person of his level was respectful to the edict of the leader of the Pluto Sect. Yun Lie felt nervous and said to himself: In the twenty years of his depressed love, has the outside world changed?

The edict was taken back, and the demon sects stood up again, Yin Changkong shouted: "War begins."

At some point, the shadows in the woods lurked beside him. With Yin Changkong's order, all the shadows emerged and extended the demon to the Taoist priest of Longhu Mountain.

"Are you acting just now?" Yun Lie was furious, but he didn't take action rashly. There was an old guy of the same level as him on the other side. He could easily reveal flaws and be killed by the other party. You should know that when you reach the level of the two, distance is not a problem at all. A small mistake may kill you.

The clouds did not move, and the Yin Changkong did not move. Reading the sacred edict was a tactic arranged by the Holy Sect Master early in the morning. The church members did not commit any fraud in respect of the sect master, but the great achievements of the Holy Sect Master were urgent. For this reason, this plan was formulated early in the morning to create space for the surprise attack.

Yin Changkong stared at Yun Lie intently, and his ghost hands slowly entered his sleeves, with strange energy condensed in his palm. A surprise attack was just the first step, and killing a strong man who was distracted by the surprise attack was his real goal. As long as Yun Lie dared to take action, he would take action as soon as possible and end the other party's life.

When you reach the level of two people, a distance of 1,000 meters is only one step, and a distance between life and death is only one line. Any negligence will lead to death.

Unfortunately, the tiger of Shushan, who has experienced many battles, also knows this, so it is as majestic as a mountain, and it is still ready to take action without taking the lead.

The Demon Cultists who emerged from the shadows were holding the blood-red fluid-shaped fairy sword. The blades flowed like teeth, emitting incredible evil spirits. Like they were made from a mold, the blood sword in the hands of the Demon Cultists had never appeared in history.

The sudden attack triggered a series of killings, and the Longhu Mountain Immortals were forced to reunite and could not cast the formation they were familiar with.

"Roar" a lion roar, like a dose of heart-boosting medicine injected new power into everyone. The man on the iron back rode a golden leopard, holding a vajra, and entered the battle group. Although his position as the third leader of Longhu Mountain, his strength was far from the level of the Tiger of Shushan, he was also an opponent that should not be underestimated. He entered the battle group and swung the vajra weighing 300 kilograms, and swung it like a bamboo shoot. The demon cult members avoided it. The immortals of Longhu Mountain got a chance to breathe, and they used the mountain formation to fight against the enemy. This is Shushan's proud formation. Once completed, their strength would double, and the demon cult's sneak attack was finally blocked.

At this time, Zhong Lirui slowly took off the long bow on his shoulder, bent down with his lunge, pulled the strings of the full moon, gathered the spirits and roared, and invisible arrows were fired.

Yin Changkong noticed the child around Yun Lie early in the morning, and noticed the unusual aura on his body and the spirit-gathering bow on his shoulders that should belong to him. They attacked rashly this time, entirely because of the loss of the bow and the exposure of the identity of the stalker. They were still on standby, waiting for the next instructions of the sect leader, and had to temporarily change their plans, seal the White Tiger and Qinghu in seclusion with barriers, and read out the Holy Sect leader's edict in advance. This is the war, the situation of the war changes rapidly, and a slight mistake may disrupt the entire deployment.

It should be said that Chen Fei discovered the place where the stalker was hiding, which was a great contribution for Longhu Mountain and even the entire Shu Mountain. So how did he discover the other party? In fact, this was thanks to the eight years he spent with the Medicine Man day and night. The Medicine Man was the leader of the previous generation of the Magic Cult, and knew everything about the Magic Cult. When he was with Shen Fei, the Medicine Man once said that the top killers always stayed with the Sun, and wherever the Sun was, their figures were. This is because people's eyes always instinctively avoid the direct light of the sun. Even if they occasionally stared at the sun, their eyes were just swept away, and it was impossible to focus on looking at the sun. Therefore, the top killers always stood with the sun and used the sun as a cover. This is exactly the truth that the darkness under the lamp was.

On that day, Uncle Yun warned him that Longhu Mountain might be monitored and that patrols needed to be strengthened. Chen Fei immediately thought of what the medicine man said, always searching for the sun above his head intentionally or unintentionally. Finally, he discovered something and notified Shao Baiyu in time to help him succeed in the sneak attack. He completed a short cycle of causality.

Having said that, when Zhong Lirui bent his bow and arrow, Yin Changkong felt something was wrong. A pair of ghost hands streaked across the void, and a huge ghost shadow appeared in front of him.

The spirit-gathering bow roared, and the airflow in front of Zhonglirui was bounced away, and the invisible arrow formed by the gathering of immortal power penetrated the ghost's chest in one fell swoop. The spirit-gathering bow is one of the best artifacts in the Liegong Hall. It was lost due to carelessness and was inexplicably used by people. A series of causes and effects were unexpectedly unexpected by Yin Changkong, and what he could not imagine was that the opponent's attack was so powerful.

The Yangtze River pushes the old waves forward. Is the younger generation of Shushan really so powerful? In this case, will the young master be in danger!

Yin Changkong's eyebrows and eyes were condensed, his hands gathered, and the actual evil spirit of the evil spirit condensed in his palms. The invisible arrow broke into him and was caught by his hands, and even slowly twisted back. But he did not foresee that the tiger of Shushan would arrive with the invisible arrows, the sword light flowed, the gray robe was cut, and blood was scattered like a pillar.

"Die?" The morale war between Longhu Mountain. If it weren't for the Demon Sect's people still around, they would cheer and cheer.

Yun Lie turned around and looked at the body of Yin Changkong, watching the continuous gushing of blood dyed the ground red, and sighed: "You have regressed for many years."

Luo Ming roared with swords, Yun Lie raised the sword edge and aimed at the barrier not far away. He was about to slash, but suddenly felt a strong sense of alertness in his heart. He subconsciously used the shrinking ground-turning technique, and in one step, a thousand meters, when the figure reappeared, the base of his right leg had been pierced.

He grinned in pain, and cold sweat broke out. Luo Mingjian turned into gentle caressing, wrapping the wound and recovering from his injuries. Looking back, he saw the blood flowing out of Yin Changkong's body flowing back into his body. Yin Changkong slowly stood up, his right arm robe shattered, revealing only bones left, and his arm that had lost the cover of his skin was the arm that pierced his right leg.

The Demon Cult is proficient in strange and weird techniques. Whenever he is surprised, this is also the most troublesome thing to the righteous path. It is often impossible to know the other party’s true abilities until he dies. If he hadn’t practiced the space-based spells well, he would have been dead just now.

The blood was sucked back, twisting exaggeratedly, and the right arm, which seemed to have lost contact with the body, returned to normal angle. The fallen Yin Changkong stood up again and faced Yun Lie: "It hurts very much, old guy."

The bowstring vibrated, and the invisible arrow was released for the second time. Yin Changkong sneered and raised his exposed arms. The ghost hand touched the invisible arrow. The huge power was felt in his hand. With a "slipping" sound, it was pinched away as the five fingers gathered together.

"Boy, your power is very strange." Yin Changkong sneered, his figure disappeared in place, and when he appeared again, he had already reached Zhongli's near, "Let me see what is hidden in your body." He grabbed it with one hand, and the ghost hand magnified infinitely in his sight, and Zhonglirui could not move.

Yun Lie's injuries were not healed, but he still tried his best to turn back. He held Luo Ming and broke the grab for Zhongli.

The incredible power made Zhong Lirui sweat all over his body. At the young age, he had a tit-for-tat encounter with the Demon Cult for the first time. He felt the power of the Demon Cult was completely unrestrained, and seemed to be very similar to the Taoist technique of reversing the universe in his body, but not exactly the same.

While he was stunned, Uncle Yun had already fought against Yin Changkong for thirteen moves. Yin Changkong used one hand to fight, but he was so busy with the move that Uncle Yun was busy taking the move and had no power to fight back.

How is it possible? How could the two people who fought hard to distinguish and now have such a huge gap? Zhong Lirui was confused, and he stroked the bowstrings with his hands and fired an arrow. Yin Changkong was forced to raise his other hand and use both hands together, and at the same time, fighting against the new and old generations of Shushan, it was difficult to distinguish and resolve.

On the other hand, the vajra on the iron back was also stopped by a powerful enemy general. This man was also shrouded in a wide robe, but his figure was obviously taller than the people around him. A blood sword in his hand was thick and long. With brute force and the iron back, it was difficult to distinguish. From the sword force with the powerful sword, it can be inferred that the immortal who was cut off in half on the mountain was given by him.

The enemy's strength was hidden. The righteous road was a little panicked, and what made them even more panicked was that the stalker joined the battle silently.

Losing the spirit gathering bow, the stalker used a dagger instead. The dagger in his hand was streamlined, two inches long and extremely sharp. The stalker lurked to the immortals of Longhu Mountain in his own special method, and launched a silent attack, killing him with one blow. In the blink of an eye, two people were killed.

The leader was constrained, the stalker was shiny, and he succeeded repeatedly. Under the shadow of death, the demons gathered around the demons of the Dragon and Tiger Mountain Immortals retreated step by step. At this time, a figure of a graceful geese quietly passed through the crowd and appeared behind the stalker. The sword light suddenly rose, and a sword fell and two geese attacked quietly. The stalker did not react until the sword arrived in front of him. He was eager to escape, but suddenly realized that no matter how hard he struggled, he could not walk out of the three-foot place where he lived. The sword blade fell and pierced his wide gray robe. Red blood oozed out of his robe, and he could not flow back like the Yin Changkong.
Chapter completed!