At the beginning, I gave up my military power with a cup of wine, and I ascended the throne

Chapter 195: Decisive Battle of Qingzhou City

Seeing this scene, the other old monks looked at each other, and saw horror in their eyes.

Strong winds blew towards them, making it almost impossible for them to stand. Liu Xuanxuan secretly practiced the Shadow Mountain Sword Technique, and her true energy flowed through her eight extraordinary meridians and limbs.

I feel better this time.

"Since you know that I am here, how dare you show off your Buddhist lion roar?"

In front of the city gate, several riders came on horseback, two women and two men, all riding dark brown horses, with one person in the lead.

He was wearing a white robe, a cloak, and a sword at his waist. He stopped about twenty or thirty feet away from Liu Xuanxuan and the others.

"I have met the Marquis."

The old monk stepped forward, holding a Zen stick, bowed with one hand, and bowed slightly.

"I have long heard that the Marquis is the best martial artist in the world. Seeing him today, I can see that his reputation is well-deserved."

It was really that Xiao Han's strength was too terrifying and unfathomable. In addition, Xiao Yue'er, Yuwen Yulou and Shen Pei beside him all had a dignified aura and were all extremely powerful masters.

The mood of several old Buddhist monks sank to the bottom.

"Don't talk nonsense."

On horseback.

Xiao Han curled his lips and looked at the contemporary walker of Shadow Mountain, Liu Xuanxuan. She was indeed a beauty, especially her holiness, which was extremely attractive.

"The young master is interested in it."

Xiao Yueer laughed like a silver bell, "I will capture Miss Liu and make her your servant later."

"That holy smell, even I like it very much."

It was unclear whether Xiao Yue'er's words were meant for Xiao Han to hear, or were deliberately spoken for those old Buddhist monks to hear.

Liu Xuanxuan's expression remained unchanged. She walked past the old monk, clasped her hands together, and bowed to Xiao Han, "I don't know why the Marquis wants to block our way."

"My Lord said so."

Shen Pei held a sheathed sword in his arms, his eyes were cold, and murderous intent burst out, sweeping in all directions, causing the temperature of this world to drop sharply.

"Buddhists are not allowed to enter Jizhou."

"Go back quickly."

Liu Xuanxuan shook her head: "If I must go, what should the Marquis do?"

"kill."

Xiao Han narrowed his eyes, "If the Buddhist sect dares to pass Qingzhou City and enter Jizhou, I will kill you first and then destroy Shadow Mountain."

"My Lord, this is a bit overbearing."

The old monk said: "We are going to Jizhou, not Xiliang, what does it have to do with you, Lord?"

"Stop talking nonsense."

He sneered, "If you don't believe me, you can try it out. Let's see if we can get through Qingzhou today. Let's see if the Japanese Marquis can destroy the Shadow Mountain."

With a wave of his hand, Yuwen Yulou, Xiaoyue'er and Shen Pei rode their horses forward and stood in front of the Buddhists.

Behind it is the majestic Qingzhou city.

"My Lord, are you really not going to allow me to do that?"

A figure came out of nowhere, braving the wind and snow. His whole body exuded a terrifying aura and was filled with surging internal energy.

The current leader of Shadow Mountain, Shi Xinyuan.

Xiao Han didn't even look at her2, because there would naturally be someone to deal with it.

"Master Shi, long time no see."

A teasing voice was heard, and another person came against the wind and snow. She was wearing a black long skirt, a bamboo hat on her head, and a black veil covering her face. She had an enchanting figure.

Apart from the leader of the Yinkui Sect, who else could be Nie Si Niang, the number one master of the Demon Sect?
"Stop."

Nie Si Niang spoke. When the old enemies met, they were naturally particularly jealous of each other. She stretched out her hands and pounced towards Shi Xinyuan.

Two great masters of the celestial realm clashed with each other. Their terrifying internal strength tore through the wind and snow, and the heaven and earth shook.

"Sir, do you want to live or die?"

Xiaoyue'er's eyes fell on Liu Xuanxuan and she licked her lips.

"casual."

As soon as he finished speaking, Xiao Yue'er had already ascended into the sky, and her cultivation level in the Profound Realm was clearly revealed.

Like a ghost, it went straight to Liu Xuanxuan. The five old monks were furious.

"Devil's true energy."

Liu Xuanxuan frowned, drew the Sekong sword on her back, and with a cold and beautiful sword light, she went towards Xiaoyue'er.

Xiaoyueer and Liu Xuanxuan.

The former Saint of Demon Sect and walking in Shadow Mountain.

Just like Liu Xuanxuan and Shi Xinyuan.

Natural enemies.

Shadow Mountain Sword Technique versus Heavenly Demon Skill.

"boom!"

Xiao Yue'er's sleeves were like long swords, which she drew out in the air and went towards Liu Xuanxuan. They collided with the Sekong Sword, and Liu Xuanxuan's body flew backwards.

"too weak."

She opened her mouth, took a step forward, stepped on the void, the hem of her skirt fluttered, and a demon blade as thin as a cicada's wing appeared in her hand...

"Be careful."

The head monk of Damo Academy spoke up and gave some advice. The rosary in his hand shattered into pieces and turned into a hidden weapon, which he threw towards Xiaoyue'er.

It is filled with pure internal energy, can penetrate diamonds, and is extremely strong.

"Bald donkey."

Yuwen Yulou jumped up from the horse's back, his white clothes were whiter than snow, and he drew the long sword at his waist and swung the rosary away.

Xiu Dongchun Lei held in his hand and rushed towards the old monk in Damo Temple.

"laugh"

The cold and beautiful sword light flashed under the Qingzhou city. After Yuwen Yulou, Shen Pei also took action.

He drew out the cold knife in his arms, and with murderous intent emanating from it, he chopped down with the shimmering sword energy, blocking the old monk in Vajra Temple.

Three of the four great monks all looked at the man on the horse. Their minds were connected, and their qi gathered together, rising up, emanating a faint true energy from their bodies.

"My Lord, being kind to others is being kind to yourself."

The old monk who was in the lead said, "If the Marquis is willing to stop, we will definitely remember the Marquis' kindness in our hearts."

Xiao Han was too lazy to talk nonsense. He slapped his hand on the horse's back, and his body rose up into the air, with his toes pointing in the void.

He took a step forward and appeared in front of the old monk as if out of thin air. He stretched out his right hand, formed a palm seal, and activated the Dragon Subduing Palm.

Within a short distance, there was a faint sound of a dragon's roar echoing. In the palm of his hand, the powerful true energy condensed into palm force and slapped towards the old monk.

The old monk opened his eyes wide, swung his cassock, and the brass Zen staff beside him was swept by his internal energy and smashed towards Xiao Han.

"boom"

The palm force surged and the brass Zen staff weighing a hundred pounds was turned into powder, but the remaining palm force continued to strike the old monk's chest.

The old monk reacted quickly. Using the brief time delayed by the brass staff, he raised his two large hands like palm-leaf fans, gathered his true energy, and pressed forward.

"I'll help you."

The two old monks behind him opened their mouths, stepped forward, and each of them pressed their palms on the old monk's left and right shoulders.

The powerful true energy poured into the old monk's body, and his true energy instantly surged, and his palm power increased.

"Out of control."

Xiao Han sneered in his heart, and he used all his strength to strike out with the Dragon Subduing Palm, facing the old monk's two large palm-leaf fan-like hands.

"puff"

The old monk who took over looked normal, but the two old monks who were passing on their skills behind him seemed to be engulfed by lightning.

'poof'

The feminine palm power silently passed through the body of the current old monk, and the moment it touched the two old monks behind, the feminine palm power became extremely domineering.

It directly shattered their internal organs, meridians and bones.

The two old monks’ eyes were bloodshot and bulged like copper bells, and they let out shrill screams.

Half a breath later, the bodies of the two began to swell, and with a loud bang, they turned into two balls of blood mist.

(End of this chapter)