Huang Ting Xiandao

Chapter 118 119．Anti-ghost handsome, Mo Xian will show up and the season will be full
In an instant, the people in the field separated, and the people on both sides were clearly separated. As soon as Guishuai appeared, Wan Gang and his men immediately felt as if they were being watched by a natural enemy, and Guishuai's will descended. It was even more unbearable. Someone's legs softened and he sat on the ground.

With a loud roar, Wan Gang managed to get rid of Guishuai's will with difficulty, his body and sword were integrated into one body, and a tragic breath arose spontaneously, and he went straight to Guishuai.

Wan Gang was in the air, his whole body was as cold as frost, he opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood, the blood had already changed color, facing Guishuai, he didn't catch a single move, and among the remaining people, the green forest master was even more unbearable, the ghost pawn The swords and guns were raised together, piercing the body like phantoms, but these mortal warriors suddenly screamed and fell straight to the ground, their lives had disappeared.

The viewer was overjoyed, the talisman drawn by the true disciple was indeed extraordinary, and for a moment, the momentum was overwhelming, although the opponent had more than twice as many people as them, but when the handsome ghost came out, the situation immediately reversed.

Ji Man saw that there was a tactic in his hand. It was the first time he made a move. His attack seemed to be nothing, but Guishuai's attack failed. Not only did it fail, but also many people on the Nangong side screamed and fell to the ground.

As for Ji Man's side, the ghost soldiers slashed at him with swords and guns, but nothing happened. The damage was naturally passed on to the other party. The people in Nangong were immediately stunned. What kind of magic is this?
"Resign yourself to your fate!" Ji Man said lightly, a mahogany sword appeared in his hand, this is his magic weapon, he looks spotless, dressed in white, he stands out from the crowd.

Guishuai turned his gaze to him, and a pressure suddenly fell on him, his expression changed, he pointed at the sword in his hand, and shouted: "Lang Lang Qian Kun, how can you exist!"

The mahogany sword released a ray of purple-red brilliance, which contained evil spirit warding off lightning, and shot at Guishuai's body, with a bang, a burst of brilliance erupted, before the brilliance passed, he laughed loudly: "That's all!"

He suddenly felt that something was wrong, the danger did not disappear with the thunder fire, but dissipated with the thunder fire, the momentum grew violently, a big green hand grabbed it from the air, it was different from ordinary grabbing hands, but the opposite ghost handsome He is tall, ten feet tall, with blue face and long fangs, with green eyes shining, and two hands with a dark wind, so he grabbed it right away.

In a hurry, Ji Man pointed the sword in his hand at a warrior not far away. At this time, he didn't care about his demeanor. The strange thing was that this time there was no brilliance visible to the naked eye on his sword.

The big hand grabbed him, just as he was catching him, there was a scream, the person in Guishuai's hand changed its appearance, it has become that martial artist, still holding a knife in his hand, it quickly withered away.

Not far away, the warrior's body changed and he became Ji Man. Although he was a bit embarrassed, he escaped the catastrophe. Seeing this, the temple master suddenly called out: "Are you from Taiyimen?"

The viewer recognized it, it was Taiyimen's substitute stealth technique, this kind of magic is a kind of thaumaturgy, the viewer doesn't know what's going on, as long as there are people within a certain range, he can instantly become someone else , while others have become his scapegoats, who can even replace him when he is caught by the enemy.

Ji Man escaped by stealth, but Gui Shuai didn't let him go, he lifted his foot and stepped on it. To Gui Shuai, Ji Man was just like a toad, stepping on him, There was another scream, and another martial artist noticed that people noticed that under Guishuai's feet, the person changed, and not far away, where the martial artist should be, his figure changed for a while, and the martial artist turned into Ji Man.

These two warriors are Ji Man's own people. Originally, warriors and monks came and relied on the monks. Now that I see it, I don't understand. Stepping back, looking at Ji Man, I only think he is a demon.

Ji Man saw that Gui Shuai threw the three-strand steel fork in his hand, and thrust straight towards Ji Man. Ji Man's tone was cold: "You are just a wandering soul, and you made me almost make a fool of yourself twice. Even clay figurines have three It's time to divide your temper, let me deal with you."

As soon as he finished speaking, he took out something from his body, it was the mace of the Lingguan, and threw it into the air. hit up.

With a bang, Guishuai's steel fork exploded, turning into green sparks and scattered like fireflies. The sky was getting late, and the green fire was like setting off fireworks all day.

The mace of the spirit official defeated the steel fork, and raised it a little higher, and blasted towards the ghost commander with countless hairs. The momentum is amazing.

The people on both sides uttered a cry and collided with each other again. The aura of spells entangled with each other along with the lights of swords and swords. There were more ghost soldiers, and with the addition of ghost commanders, there was a stalemate for a while.

But the viewer's side was retreating steadily. The other courtyard of the Nangong family was on fire, and more than [-] people died in battle. The viewer felt bitter. At this time, Mo Xian had arrived, but he did not immediately enter the battlefield.

He, Wei Qing, and Xie Cao'er temporarily hid aside, the two parties were already entangled, and none of the three had the idea of ​​showing up immediately, as long as they kept the temple master, it was not because they were indifferent, but because they had different goals.

Mo Xian saw the ghost commander fighting Ji Man, and the ghost commander gradually gained the upper hand. There seemed to be endless ghost soldiers around him, trapping Ji Man, but Ji Man's supernatural powers were very strange, which often caused confusion among the ghost soldiers. When the mahogany sword is pointed, the ghost soldiers often kill each other. Although the ghost soldiers wake up after a while, if there is no accident, this situation will continue for a while.

At this moment, the ghost commander suddenly dispersed, and the ghost soldiers also dispersed like a storm. Mo Xian knew something was wrong when he saw it. The person who summoned him died.

As soon as Mo Xian arrived, he knew that it was not the temple master who summoned him, but another monk. It is estimated that the temple master also knew that he would lose his life and picked a young man, but what Mo Xian did not expect was that the temple master did not tell him the consequences , As a result, the monk was fooled in a daze.

Wan Gang had seen the monk a long time ago, and knew that he had summoned Guishuai. He didn't block a single move in the fight with Guishuai. He was shot by Guishuai directly and was injured, but Ji Man blocked Guishuai .

Just as Wan rushed into the crowd, several monks stopped him. He was like a tiger like a madman. After a while, several monks from his side came up and fought one by one, and he was able to escape.

As soon as he escaped, the cut-off sword turned into a long rainbow, splitting the cultivator at the side into two parts. Once the cultivator died, the source of the summoning was lost, and the projection of Guishuai immediately dissipated, and all the visions from the summoning disappeared.

Ji Man escaped, he dusted off the dust on his body, recovered his clean body, and walked slowly: "You haven't surrendered yet, take a look, how many of you are left now, you just sent out a distress signal, What about the rescuers?"

Hearing what he said, Mo Xian nodded to Xie Caoer and Wei Qing, and the three of them suddenly appeared on the spot: "Who are you, how dare you attack General Nangong's other courtyard?"

The temple master's body softened, and he almost sat down. He was so tired that he tried his best to hold on. If he hadn't sent a distress message, he would have collapsed with his old bones, and finally waited for the rescuers.

Looking at the three people who suddenly appeared, Ji Man smiled: "Just the three of you, I thought it was someone!"

Li Shangqun, the noodle gentleman, and the other monks laughed, and Li Shangqun said, "I'll take him down and see what they have to say." After speaking, his shoulders shook slightly, and a half-moon-shaped magic weapon suddenly flew up, shining brightly The yellow light swept across Mo Xian.

Wei Qing was furious, a flying sword appeared and stopped him in the air, Mo Xian's face sank, he raised his left arm lightly, a light red brilliance went straight to Li Shangqun, and with a sound, he was bound to the ground, and he fell to the ground , the magic power was suppressed, and the brilliance of the half-moon-shaped magic weapon in the sky immediately faded. Wei Qingfei easily knocked it away with a blow of his sword, followed the sword formula, and the flying sword fell on him, and he was killed immediately with a scream.

The two sides didn't react, and when everyone realized that Li Shangqun had died on the spot, Mo Xian felt happy. It seemed that Wei Qing had seen clearly in actual combat, and he was cruel, but I like it.

When the other party understood, he immediately became angry, and all kinds of magical weapons hit him, and the Guanzhu and the others immediately went up to meet him, but Mo Xian did not move, his eyes were always looking at Ji Man, he understood that this was the other party's head, and it was just now Guishuai's ability to be undefeated under the attack shows his ability.

Only a scream was heard, Xie Cao'er and Wei Qing saw their success again, Xie Cao'er cut off the multi-armed bear Luo Tai with a sword.Moreover, although Wei Qing didn't kill the opponent, he blocked a section of the sword, and had the upper hand. The true disciple of Yuxianzong really didn't get his name.

Ji Man moved, and as soon as he made a move, it was the mace of the Lingguan. The mace of the Lingguan swung horizontally in the air, emitting thousands of rays of light, forming the shape of gossip, and Xiang Moxian suppressed it.

A talisman seal appeared in Mo Xian's eyes, and the Yin talisman sword appeared in his hand, and the sword energy was cut out. It was strange to say, but a sword separated the gossip and cut it on the Lingguan mace, and the Lingguan mace burst into a ball of light.

Ji Man hurriedly withdrew the mace of the Lingguan, took a look, saw that he was not injured, and felt relieved, he stepped back a few steps, and the mahogany sword appeared in his hand, and shouted: "Stop!"

Everyone was startled, and the two teams separated. On the Nangong side, there were only 12 people, and only five monks remained, while the other side had more than 50 people. Although most of them were warriors, there were also nearly 20 monks.

"Did you kill my nephew Mei?"

"Martial nephew Mei? Who are you?" Mo Xian was taken aback for a moment, but he didn't realize for a moment that nephew Mei was Mei Banxian.

"I'm Ji Man from Taiyimen." Ji Man stared at Mo Xian, seeing that Mo Xian was startled, his eyes showed who was Mei's nephew, he was disappointed, it seemed that he was not the murderer, it was him He thinks too much of himself, thinking that he can see the clues, he doesn't mention nephew Mei Xian, but Mei Banxian, Mo Xian immediately understands who it is, but when he mentions nephew Mei, how can others know that Mei Banxian is your teacher? nephew.

(End of this chapter)