"Nawu, Sanmanduozheluo."

Dharma King Danzeng was polite.

But he didn't leave any room when he started. He raised his hand and used the seal of Tantric Buddhism, the seal of the Great Mighty Deming King.

"The mighty heavenly dragon, the world-honored Ksitigarbha."

King Shanzeng was about to attack Zhang Heng.

Fa Hai took the first step and opened his robe, revealing the dragon tattoo on his body, and stood in front of Zhang Heng: "Fa Hai, you and I belong to the Zen Sect of the Middle Earth and the Tantric Sect of the Snow Mountain respectively. The young monk has long wanted to learn your clever tricks. Today I still

I hope you will be able to teach me."

I saw Fa Hai coming up to block me.

Dharma King Shanzeng was dressed in lama robes with an expressionless face: "It is an honor to compete with the masters of Zen Buddhism in China."

boom!!

The two of them were like phantoms, and quickly flew away in the fight.

"Xu Zhenren."

Xu Jing, the real person on the side, saw him and was about to step forward when he was stopped by Bai Suzhen.

"Not long ago, I was injured at the hands of the crane that protects you in Kunlun Mountain. This defeat was not a crime of war, but actually a result of the interdependence of all things. Today, I have to see the master, and Bai Suzhen would like to ask you for advice."

Bai Suzhen fluttered in white clothes and smiled: "Real people are not stingy, right?"

"Can..."

Xu Jing glanced at Bai Suzhen.

Seeing her demonic aura rising to the sky, he knew that she was a monster. He thought to himself: 'I have the Kunlun sect's magical method. In the same realm, ordinary demons and evil spirits are no match for me. I guess it won't take much time to capture her.'

"Real person, please."

Bai Suzhen's graceful figure flew towards the lake not far away.

She has already seen it. The lake occupies a large area and the water vapor rises, which is perfect for performing the cloud and water technique.

"Zhang Heng."

The two heads of the Confucius and Mencius families stepped forward together.

"I come."

Before Zhang Heng could speak, Xu Hongru stood up and said: "These fake Confucian scholars are really villains. They are all obsessed with glory and wealth, and are full of cocks and dogs. It is just right to use my illusion to deal with them."

Zhang Heng said: "The Confucius and Mencius family has extraordinary heritage, so don't be careless."

Xu Hongru nodded: "Even if I can't defeat them, I can still contain them, so don't worry and leave them to me."

This time.

There is no one else around Zhang Heng.

On the opposite side, there were Zhuge Wolong, Zhenxihou Yang Xiong, Zong Zheng of Zongrenfu, Granny Wudu, and six unknown casual cultivators.

"Tao Tao Tao..."

"The way of heaven and humans, the way of ghosts and demons, the black way, the white way, the red way, the purple way, the blue way, the green way, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, heretic, I seek my own way!"

Along with the loud singing, someone came with a sword from nine days away.

This man had a beard and his clothes were in tatters. If he hadn't been riding a sword, he would have thought he was a beggar from somewhere.

"All things are born to man, and man has nothing to repay to heaven. Therefore, humans, ghosts, gods, and demons are all slain, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill..."

The Xiahou swordsman in black, with one arm and a sword on his back, followed Yan Chixia.

"Yan Chixia!"

Seeing the visitor, Zong Zheng of the Zongren Mansion couldn't sit still: "Didn't you go to the overseas mountains to look for longevity pills for His Majesty?"

"Pooh…"

Although the other party was Zong Zheng of the Zongren Mansion, Yan Chixia was not polite at all: "A fool knows that if there was a life-extending pill in this world, it would have been eaten by others. Let me look for it. Where can I find it? Just deal with it."

.”

After saying that, Yan Chixia came to Zhang Heng and muttered: "Boy Zhang, your situation is getting bigger and bigger. Why, do you want to hit ten of them?"

Xiahou Swordsman also said: "Yan Chixia and I went overseas together. Unexpectedly, as soon as we returned to China, I heard that you were guarding the secret realm alone. You rushed here without even taking a breath. Fortunately, you were not late.

Otherwise, I will be sorry for my friends."

Zhang Heng clasped his fists and said, "I am a member of my own family and I will never thank you for your kindness."

After saying that, he looked at Yan Chixia, who was fluttering in the wind and looking tired: "Master Yan, it will be good if Xiahou comes. This muddy water is really not suitable for you to come."

Yan Chixia is a member of the royal family and is known as Qiankun Banbi.

Help him, the Zhao Dynasty can't explain it.

So when Zhang Heng thought about it, if he stayed hidden, it would be worthy of their friendship.

"What nonsense are you talking about? Who wants to help you?"

Yan Chixia looked at Granny Wudu who was standing among the casual cultivators: "Granny Wudu, you established the Wudu Sect in the Western Wilderness, took the people of the wilderness as slaves, and harmed countless people. Your matter has been exposed. Today, I, Yan Chi

Xia wants to do justice for heaven."

"ah!"

Wu Du Po was also stunned for a moment.

Now is an important time to capture the Thunder Fire Fruit. At this time, instead of grabbing the Thunder Fire Fruit, we capture her. Is this wrong?

Furthermore, are desert people considered people?

The Dasong Dynasty did not admit it, but regarded them as tribal savages. They also said that they would capture the deserters as slaves, but no one captured more than the Zhenxi Army.

The Zhenxi Army built bridges and roads, mined ores, and captured tens of thousands of deserters at one time, and could capture deserter tribes with a radius of hundreds of miles.

Wu Du Po has been in the Western Wilderness for so many years, but she has never seen any deserter return after being captured.

To say that people's lives are taken lightly is at a lower level than that of the Zhenxi Army.

"Ah what, let's submit to the law."

Yan Chixia didn't move her hands or speak, she just picked up the sword and cut.

Wu Du Po is not alone, there are two close friends in the casual cultivator group.

Immediately, the three of them joined forces to fight Yan Chixia, and they were far away in the blink of an eye.

"This Yan Chixia!"

Zong Renfu Zong Zheng was itching his teeth.

But there was nothing he could do about Yan Chixia. After all, he was the Sword God who protected the country. He could even disobey the emperor's words, let alone him.

"Seven against two, the advantage is still on our side."

Zhuge Wolong glanced over, still full of confidence.

Unexpectedly, seeing people coming to help Zhang Heng every now and then, two of the remaining four casual cultivators murmured in their hearts.

To know.

Zhang Heng is one of the most powerful people in the world, they are just here to take advantage of him.

At the moment, Zhang Heng's side is quite powerful. As a non-rooted cultivator, he can't help but think in his mind: "We are all casual cultivators and there is no sect to rely on. Even if we grab the Thunder Fire Fruit, these royal families and aristocratic families will not be able to survive."

People won’t share it with us, so why should we take the lead?”

Another person heard this and thought it made sense: "We are all loners, so what if we rob the treasure? If a man named Zhang comes back later, who among us will be his opponent?"

"Yes, yes, yes."

The casual cultivator who spoke made up his mind and confessed to Zhang Heng: "Master Zhang, I, the YB Gun King, am just here to join in the fun. I don't want to steal your treasure. If there is any problem, you can solve it yourself. I won't join in the fun."

Another person also said: "We meet in mountains and rivers. Let's meet again next time. Farewell. Farewell."

After saying that, two of the four casual cultivators left.

For a moment, the number of people on the field was 2:5. Although Zhang Heng's side was still the smaller one, it was not as exaggerated as the 1:10 at the beginning.

"My name is Xiahou Swordsman."

"With Zhang Heng's guidance, I embarked on the road to seek immortality and visit the Tao."

"Now that the magic sword technique has just begun, let me use this magic sword to introduce myself to everyone."

The Xiahou Swordsman pulled out his magic sword and pointed it at the two remaining monks: "After today, the news that I, the Xiahou Swordsman, killed one of the Hedao Realm monks with one against two will surely spread widely."

"It's so funny. Who doesn't know how to exaggerate?"

"Even if you want to kill us, have you killed us?"

The remaining two casual cultivators were jumping up and down, one to the left and the other to the right. As their movements flashed, they quickly drifted away: "If you want to kill us, just follow us."

"Where to go."

Xiahou Swordsman doesn't talk nonsense either.

Like surfing, he threw the magic sword in his hand into the sky, jumped up, stood on the magic sword and chased after the two of them.

"Three against one."
To be continued...