The longevity of the heavens begins with Mingyu Gong

Chapter 266 The Wrestling Between the Demon Gate and the Laojun Temple
May 24, night.

After the sound of the drums on Minggu Street, the whole city of Luoyang became quiet. Except for the patrolling guards, there were hardly any people on the streets.

Stepping into the courtyard of Dajiang Gang, one can see the majestic house, with various strange beasts carved on the window sills, several ancient trees towering over the clouds, with lush branches and leaves, green shade everywhere, swaying with the wind, and insects chirping from among the grass roots.

In addition, the Dajiang Gang didn't hear any voices inside or outside.

Accompanied by a few barks that came suddenly and stopped abruptly, there were a few sounds of blades entering the body in the darkness, and then fell into silence again.

After another cup of tea, the sound of sword clashes came again in the darkness, and then developed into more and more shouts and fighting sounds. It was obvious that the intruders had been found.

"Who dares to invade the Dajiang Gang!"

A deafening shout resounded in the night sky, and officially opened the magic gate's offensive and defensive battle against Laojunguan.

When An Long and others, under the leadership of Mu Jiangyin, came to Song Xing's retreat to recuperate, they happened to meet Pichen and Liu Qingshan who rushed over.

"Second senior brother, you...!"

Seeing Mu Jiangyin standing with Anlong and the others, Liu Qingshan had an incredulous expression in his eyes.On the contrary, Pichen's eyes became gloomy, and he fixed his eyes on Anlong, the leader: "Does Tianlianzong want to completely offend my Laojunguan?"

An Long looked at the quiet yard behind Pichen, exchanged a glance with Mu Jiangyin, and after receiving affirmative gesture, he said with a smile: "Bichen, those who know current affairs are outstanding, you should be able to tell that today Dealing with Song Xing is not the idea of ​​my Tianlianzong family, if you are sensible, get out of the way at this moment, and you can save your life."

Pichen didn't pay any attention to An Long, but turned his attention to Mu Jiangyin: "Second junior brother, you betrayed the temple master. This is your own future. If you get lost at this moment and realize your return, I can still intercede and ask the temple master to spare your life." .”

Mu Jiangyin sneered, from the moment he was persuaded to betray by An Long, he had no way out: "Spare my life? Brother, you should think about how you begged me to spare your life after Song Xing died. "

In just a few words, more and more people rushed to the gate of this courtyard, including Rong Jiaojiao Kou Zhong and others, as well as the people from the Demon Sect contacted by An Long who assassinated Song Xing this time.

When they saw Xiejizong, Mieqingdao, Yingui Sect and other well-known masters of the evil sect all appearing from the shadow behind Anlong, Liu Qingshan and others couldn't help but sink in their hearts.

Ever since Song Xing's battle at Qingyang Mountain, they knew that Laojunguan would definitely become a thorn in the eyes of the entire Demon Sect, but they never expected that these people would be so decisive when they made their first move.

Among these people, there are no less than ten figures of masters recognized by Pichen alone. Apart from Zhu Yuyan, the old man with white beard and hair in the Yin Gui sect, and An Long beside him are wearing fancy clothes and carrying a handbag. The man with the long knife attracted his attention the most.

Pichen's pupils shrank, and he recognized the identities of the two. He did not expect that this time, in order to deal with Laojunguan, Zhu Yuyan would actually invite the Supreme Elder of the Yin Gui Sect and Huan Yu from Nanjun.

With the addition of Yinhou and other masters of the Demon Sect, such a lineup can have a duel with Zhengdao once.

"For your own selfish desires, and disregarding the kindness of Laojun Guanjiye and your master for nurturing you over the years, Mu Jiangyin, you villain, I will never let you die so easily."

Looking at Mu Jiangyin who attracted these people, Pichen's eyes revealed a cold murderous intent.

"Brother Bichen, the matter has come to this point, giving up all resistance is the most correct choice, and you don't want to be buried with Song Xing, do you?"

Seeing that Song Xing didn't show up now, An Long was even more sure that Song Xing was seriously injured, and he was so determined that he even persuaded Pichen to give up resistance.

"When my Laojun Guan disciples are as greedy for life and afraid of death as Mu Jiangyin, hey!"

Pi Chen sneered, and with both palms filled with true energy, he was about to step forward to kill Mu Jiangyin.

"Don't talk nonsense, kill!"

Following Zhu Yuyan's order, Pichen didn't have a chance to speak again, and all the masters of the magic sect on the opposite side tacitly joined forces to kill Laojunguan's camp.

Zhu Yuyan's eyes flickered, and she took a step forward to meet Pichen. Except for her and Pi Shouxuan, the other elders of the Yin Gui sect had not stepped into Xiantian, so naturally it was not suitable to stop Pichen.

An Long turned his eyes, and also chose Liu Qingshan, but did not rush towards the small courtyard behind Pichen with the others.

The speed of the rest was different, except for Bi Shouxuan and Huan Yu who deliberately slowed down, the fastest one was Shi You Niaojuan, the descendant of Xieji Sect.

You Niaojuan is tall and strong, with no hair on the top of his head, and his exposed skin shows a strange blue-gray color due to the practice of magic skills. The unique weapon in his hand is a huge one-legged bronze figure.

The one-legged bronze man, also known as the one-legged bronze man, is a kind of horse warfare weapon. It is mostly used in the army. The handle is made of solid wood, about two meters long and about one thick. There is an oblong hammer on the end of the handle. Six to eight rows of iron nails or iron teeth are densely arranged on the top, and a triangular iron drill is installed at the end of the handle. Because its shape is similar to that of a wolf's tooth, it is also called a wolf's tooth.

You Niaojuan's one-legged bronze man, the front end is made according to the shape of a human, and the whole body is made of brass. It is heavy and can be used as a copper rod, a shield, or acupuncture points.

You Niaojuan was born with supernatural powers. Before joining the Xieji Sect, he was a horse thief who ran rampant in the black water. With his unique weapon, he became the best among horse thieves.

After meeting Xiang Yutian and joining the Xieji Sect, his martial arts improved by leaps and bounds, and he became the last of the eight masters of the Demon Sect in just a few years.

In recent years, in order to compete for the Dao Heart and Demon Dafa, You Niaojuan has never participated in the disputes between the rivers and lakes. This time, he chose to join Anlong's camp because he was attracted by Song Xing's practice.

I saw him develop his body skills to the extreme, rushing to the gate of the courtyard first, the one-armed bronze figure waved, and smashed heavily on the wooden courtyard gate, accompanied by the sound of cracking, the wooden gate shattered.

With a flash of gray shadow, You Niao tired people rushed into the courtyard, and everyone subconsciously focused their attention behind the small wooden door.

boom!
Before the people behind You Niaojuan followed into the courtyard, the figure flashed again. You Niaojuan, who had just entered the courtyard, flew out at a faster speed. The one-legged bronze figure in his hand had been divided into two halves. There is even a scar with a deep visible bone, and blood is bleeding outward.

Seeing that You Niaojuan didn't even hold a breath, everyone in the Demon Sect was shocked, subconsciously stopped fighting, and looked towards the courtyard gate.

A thin figure stepped out of the courtyard, and when Zhu Yuyan and the others saw the face of the visitor clearly, they suddenly felt a buzzing in their heads.

Under the moonlight, the visitor's clothes were like ink, his eyebrows were like swords, and his black eyes were as warm as water, yet calm and unpredictable.Under the high bridge of the nose, the thin lips, the face is as handsome as an ink painting, with a dazzling charm.

An Long looked at the man who appeared, his heart sank, and a few strands of cold air emerged from the gap between his teeth: "Heavenly Sword, Song Que!"

(End of this chapter)