The tall and slender woman with an ordinary face, thick eyebrows and big eyes, standing in mid-air with a sword holding an imposing figure, stabbed everyone blindly. She was none other than Li Twelve Niang, the master of the Red Sleeve Move!

"You ignore the iron law of suppressing demons and take action against us. Aren't you afraid of being suppressed by the temples?"

The mummified old monk shouted sharply.

"You are the new Sword Master Li Twelve Niang!"

Xue Qianzhong's expression suddenly changed, and he said in a deep voice, "We have no grievances, but today you..."

"Don't say what I said a second time!"

Li Twelve Niang raised her sword eyebrows, and the sword in her hand clanged loudly, as if she was about to take it out of its sheath and drink the enemy's blood in the next moment.

"Come on, stop her, the people from the temples will be here soon!"

The mummified old monk and Xue Qianzhong looked at each other. The two enemies who had been fighting for many years unexpectedly decided to join forces.

Because both sides have no right to retreat and cannot tolerate retreat!

"Huh, don't overestimate yourself..."

Li Twelve Niang shook her hand and struck a sword, and the supreme sword skill came out of her hand, as if the sword that split the sky appeared in the world. But at the moment when she was fighting with two powerful men, she suddenly felt a warning sign in her heart and did not hesitate. Turn around and strike with a sword.

hold head high!

The bloody sword dragon soared into the sky, swallowing up Li Twelve Niang in an instant and sinking into the sky!

boom!

At the same time, a huge golden and black Buddha figure stepped out from the Vajra Temple, struck it down with a palm in the air, and instantly pressed it on the head of the golden scale who had just poked his head out of the seal.

"Maikala!"
Chapter completed!