There are less than twenty Xuan armor soldiers in this fashionable and able to wear the blue armor. In addition, although the other Xuan armor soldiers remove their armor, they are full of true energy in their bodies and can still fight. They should not be at a disadvantage when facing thirty-one Xuan armors.

However, after just one encounter, the Xuan Armored Soldier, who was less than twenty, fell down again.

Whether it is the two Suzaku armors that rushed the fastest, or the Xuanming armor and private armor behind, the cultivators inside are all strong in their bodies, and their true qi cultivation is far beyond that of their group of Xuanming armor soldiers.

It’s okay if one or two are just there, where do twenty or thirty such people come from?

Xuanjiashi knows Xuanjiashi best, but the leader of Xuanjiashi named Yang Xun can't think of any state and county in the Tang Dynasty that had such a powerful group of Xuanjiashi.

"Hold!"

A mysterious armored soldier who had removed the blue armor had his eyes extremely desperate.

He lifted a Mo knife, and just blocked the knife that was slashing head-on by a private armor when he heard the sound of bone cracks in his arms.

If you wear the blue armor, you can't be the opponent of the enemy in front of you, let alone if you don't have the mysterious armor on him now.

Two Vermilion Bird Armor and three Mysterious Armors stood scattered in the convoy. The heat waves emitted from the Vermilion Bird Armor rushed on the children of the Youzhou family. The burly body of the Xuanming Armor, which was as burly as an iron mountain, also made these Youzhou children lose their fear.

Just particularly speechless.

More than a hundred mysterious armors rushed out for no reason.

Then these more than a hundred mysterious armors began to unload their armor crazily.

Then more than thirty mysterious armors rushed out and beat these people crazy.

Among these children from the Youzhou family, Duan Zhuowei, who was the least noticeable, saw some details in his speechlessness.

Although the more than thirty mysterious armor that rushed out from behind seemed to be beaten up with the fallen leaves, the autumn wind swept away the fallen leaves and fell to the ground. It looked extremely miserable, but none of them were really chopped off.

So the Xuan Armored Soldiers who rushed out after this group still kept their hands.

But even if he didn't make a desperate move, these more than a hundred Xuan armored soldiers who had traveled a long distance could not stand it.

Xie Wan was still in a state of stagnation. More than half of the more than 100 Xuan Armored Soldiers who were secretly in line with the Tiangang and the Earth Demons had fallen.

The last mysterious armored soldier wearing the blue armor was knocked back by a copper hammer in his hand, which was shocked to make the blood in his mouth.

At the same time, people around him heard a sound from the private armor: "Good, put down the butcher's knife and turn around and turn around."

Xie Wan's body was flying chaoticly, and the collision of the true qi flowed calmed down.

He shook his head in confusion, and the confusion in his eyes disappeared instantly.

Looking at the children of the Youzhou family who were watching the show calmly, an extremely uncomfortable feeling made him breathe a little, causing him to cough gently.

But he no longer hesitated and jumped out towards the path Jiang Ziyan had looked at before.

...

On the cliff next to Qianlong Waterfall.

Several practitioners wearing white robes were still waiting in peace.

After taking advantage of some practitioners to deliberately cause the movements of Xuanjia soldiers to gather here, they had already heard the sounds on the official road in the distance and felt the changes in the clouds over there. They knew that more than a hundred Xuanjias over there might have begun to massacre at this time.

Xu Tuibei is just the target used by their master to confuse the enemy, and they just need to wait quietly here.

A white-robed practitioner turned his head with some regrets and looked at the official road in the distance.

There are so many scenes of blue vitiligo appearing at the same time, but unfortunately I can't see them with my own eyes.

However, at this moment, his pupils expanded and contracted violently, and a strange scream came from his throat, like he was squeezed out by being strangled.

A thin middle-aged man was standing quietly on a rock less than ten feet away from them in a coarse cloth dress.

The middle-aged man is not outstanding in appearance and does not see any weapons. Although he gives people the temperament of an official family at first glance, he seems to be just a civil servant.

However, mice cannot recognize cats.

These white-robed practitioners are mice, and the middle-aged man is a cat.

Han Yixuan!

This person's own cultivation is said to be very profound, but the key is that his identity is terrifying.

He is the second-ranked person in Jitai Pavilion and a third-rank official!

"How could he be here?"

"He actually got here in person?"

When the other white-robed practitioners turned around and saw Han Yixuan, they were so shocked that their hair almost stood up. Among them, one of them took a step back and went straight to the air with one foot, and his true energy burst out. He relied on the other foot to touch his body, so he did not fall directly from the cliff.

Han Yixuan still looked old-fashioned. Looking at these panicked white-robed practitioners, his expression did not change much except for a hint of hatred in his eyes.

There was movement in the mountains and forests behind him, and dozens of practitioners walked out slowly.

The clothes and boots on these practitioners are made of very special materials, with a faint gray luster, and there is no sound when they move.

Han Yixuan still didn't say anything. Among the dozens of practitioners who walked out, one of the man with gray hair but looking only in his forties smiled at these white-robed practitioners and reached out to point behind them, "Why do you jump down too?"

These white-robed practitioners saw that these practitioners in Jitai Pavilion had surrounded them in fan shape. With their thoughts, they reached out to their arms at the same time, took out a gourd the size of a palm, and then the true energy rushed in.

"Bobo..."

The gourd stopper was washed away by the true energy, and groups of black insects surged out from it.

These black insects first rushed towards the faces of these white-robed practitioners, but when they approached, they seemed to sense some kind of medicine, and instantly scattered, and then flew towards Han Yixuan and the faces of those practitioners beside him.

韩义玄一动不动,他身后五名修行者突然前行,抛渔网一般抛出五张金色细网.

The golden fine net was woven very finely, covering all the black worms that came in. At the same time, several practitioners cast yellow medicinal powder, which formed a thick yellow fog to block the front, and even a black worm could not pass through the yellow fog.

"It is indeed the method of the monks of the Fallen Contemplation."

“不过是最为低等的黑线蚊,这几个废料似乎也没有修到堕落观的真气法门,只是门下刍狗.”

几名寂台阁修士的不屑冷笑声传入这些白袍修行者的耳廓,令他们瞬间面如死灰.

想到落在寂台阁手中的人会遭受什么样的酷刑,这些白袍修行者手中都同时出现了第二个葫芦.

The same size of a palm is all waxy.

这个葫芦里流淌出来的,是浑浊的药酒.

这几个白袍修行者一口灌完葫芦里的药酒,整个眼球瞬间充血,变成了刺目的红色.

他们的血脉一根根浮现在体表,经络急剧的扩张,让真气可以更加迅猛的穿行.

Swish!

They broke through the air at the same time and rushed towards Han Yixuan.

韩义玄面色依旧不变,他整个身体陡然拔高,双腿以不可思议的速度连续踢出,这些白袍修行者身前的空中,似乎出现了无数条腿.

Smack sex...

几名白袍修行者额头上都出现了一个脚印,接着整个头颅都被踢得没入胸腔之中,颈骨尽碎.

韩义玄踢死这几名修行者,负手落在山崖边.

他朝着下方深潭望去,面上的神色终于有些变化.

高英杰办事得力,他搜集到的情报十分精准且及时,但即便他亲自赶到此处营救许推背,竟还是慢了一步.

许推背半生坎坷,但在黑沙瓦一战成神,已然成为大唐军人膜拜的对象.

然而这样的人物,竟然死于堕落观修士的阴谋之中.

他正自责之间,突然见到下方深潭之中有异样的水花涌动,就像是有大鱼在从深处往上游动,无数细密的气泡破开水面,发出轻微的响声.

接下来的一刹那,他呼吸都有些停顿,有大团大团的气团,不断的从深潭之中浮出.

...

On a hill not far from here, at the moment when Han Yixuan was Han Yixuan, a white-robed practitioner had already written the news of the appearance of a large number of practitioners in the Jitai Pavilion on the small sheepskin scroll and sealed it into the brass tube on the right claw of the falling black eagle.

黑鹰刚刚飞起,冲上高空,这名白袍修行者突然发觉有些不对,转头过去时,他发现身后不远处站着一名女子.

伴随着真气的嘶鸣,这名白袍修行者衣袖间有一根黑色的鞭子如活物般窜了出来.

"You don't use a sword?"

What made him slightly stunned was that when the woman saw the long black whip swimming in the air, she suddenly said something without interest.

Before he could react, a figure suddenly appeared in the shadow behind him.

There was a "click".

The figure's hands fell on his neck and directly twisted his neck.

Yin Shiniang, who lacked interest in this person, raised her head and her eyes fell on the black eagle in the sky.

The black eagle flew very quickly and soon turned into tiny black dots. Looking at the direction where it flew, Yin Shiniang knew that Gu Liubai had made the right plan this time.

...

Xie Wan arrived next to the giant-like practitioner, and he spit out a word very simply, "Go!"

When the giant-like practitioner ran behind him, another black-shirt practitioner appeared in the dense forest not far ahead.

This black-shirted practitioner who looked like a Confucian scholar was the sword master who assassinated Sun Sishen on the Tao not long ago.
To be continued...