Jin Yong Martial Arts Otherworld Rampage

At this moment, a horn sounded, and the tens of thousands of embargoes attacking the Great Maitreya Palace finally broke through the defense of the Bailian monks and killed them from all sides.

In the face of Bailian Arahant's powerful skills, the Dawu embargo was killed and killed all over the body. However, under the general of the embargo led by Huo Tingzun, he still relied on the dense formation and huge number of people to resist the Bailian Arahant. Breakout.

At the same time, on the vast square, the inner three and outer three layers were crowded with Bailian religion and the Great Wu banned army, and the number was no less than 10,000.

Looking at this ant colony-like enemy, Ye Qingxuan sneered, his whole body of gas gathered in his right hand, and pointed sharply into the sky. The whole man burst into the void, and a dark cloud covered the entire square of the Great Maitreya Palace.

高 The masters who were desperately fighting on the ground suddenly felt a chill on their backs. Huo Tingzun, Ren Linglong, Zhou Guangcheng and others looked up and watched. The seven colors are brilliant and radiant ...

The drenched sword-like atmosphere poured down, covering the whole square in an instant.

"It's Ye Qingxuan's [Six-veined Excalibur], run away!" Ren Linglong's two swords dialed and flew outward.

As soon as Zhou Guangcheng resisted a broken sword, his right leg was sore, and he was pierced by a large gun. He couldn't help but utter a desperate cry, "Ah! Ye, Qing, Xuan ..." Before the words fell, he was surrounded. The sword air of the embargo and Ye Qingxuan penetrated the body.

Crackling ...

Qi Jian's air was like rainbow and rain, and the ground was so dusty that his blood flew.

Just between the breaths, there were more than 3,000 Bailian religions and the Great Wu prohibition army covered with sword rain, and the screams filled the entire square in an instant. The corpses and the wounded lay on the ground, the blood converged into a river, and stepped on the feet. ring.

The Da Wu embargo on the periphery of the puppet had red-eyed, only to feel that the direction of progress was suddenly empty. A large number of the embargo rushed to the square, armed with spears and knives, and raged towards the unbelieving Bailian monks on the ground.

After being reluctantly resisted for a few times, Ren Renlong was frustrated by four fists. After being stabbed by a number of embargoes like a blood gourd, the body was even provoked by a spear, his sword slashed, his limbs and his head split apart.

The screams of crickets rushed into the sky, obscuring the warnings of injured colleagues.

Some wounded crying and crawling out, before the time to climb out of the square, the second wave of sword rain fell, wow ...

The atmosphere at the scene was solidified, and then a louder scream sounded.

The second wave of Jianyu was even more powerful than the first wave, killing 3,000 soldiers on the spot, and more than 2,000 soldiers were pierced through their bodies and screamed in tears.

"Ye Qingxuan-" Huo Tingzun did not enter the square range, but looked at Ye Qingxuan's fierceness, and quickly passed the army back.

Howl ...

The third wave of sword rain fell, and the screams on the square suddenly stopped.

All the wounded were killed by this last wave of sword rain holes.

Three waves of sword rain before and after the death, more than 10,000 people were killed by Ye Qingxuan's sneak attack. Among them, more than a thousand Bailian monks and the only remaining Bailian Arahant were killed, and the deceased army of the Great Wu, also killed 10,000 people on the spot.

During the whole battle, the Da Wu embargo army invested more than 35,000 people, and finally survived less than 5,000.

Several forbidden generals flocked to Huo Tingzun to protect him from being assassinated and fled furiously all the way.

The palace at the deepest part of the Great Maitreya Palace has been razed to the ground, and the corpses on the square are superimposed to a thickness of over a foot, which is full of the square and every corner of the palace.

Ye Qingxuan sighed slightly, followed by Zhu Wusheng and others in the direction of fleeing.

Xie Yeqing Xuandong looked at the chase route of Song Bieli and others, watching the fire, and hurried forward all the way.

There are still many big Wu embargoes patrolling around the Great Maitreya Palace. There are masters of the embarking army leaping back and forth from the tile or the ground to catch the escaped white lotus monks.

It's just that these innate masters can't grasp Ye Qingxuan's figure, let alone hinder it.

At this time, the smoke of the Great Maitreya Palace was already rising, and it spread to the vast palace with the wind, and the surroundings were illusory.

Passing by, a group of ordinary people of Bailian religion seem to be just ordinary people sweeping the floor and cooking in the Great Maitreya Palace. There are men and women, old and young, and there are three or five hundred people. They are driven by a group of embargoes to gather. Go everywhere.

An **** led by the puppet ordered, "There is no amnesty to kill."

The bowstring sounded, and nearly a thousand crossbows were fired from the rear, firing this group of young and old coefficients to the ground, screaming and crying, the follow-up embargoes showed no mercy, and took the large guns and approached the undead. dead.

Ye Qingxuan flew across the woods, and already had a handful of leaves in his hand. He was standing still, but his hands were shaking. The embargoed officers and soldiers who were slaughtering the believers, together with their leaders, soared into a leaf on the forehead, and fell on the spot.

Bailianism fanatics believe that although they hate to be killed, these brutal embargoes cannot be kept.

He crossed the top of the tree, Ye Qingxuan bounced straight up to a height of nearly fifteen feet, only to find out that, except for the top of the Great Maitreya Palace, the entire Jiangning Prefecture was caught in a sea of ​​chaos and fire.

It seems that Holden has received the news of Zhu Wusheng's failure to flee. He is taking this opportunity to suspicious of the sectarians in the Qing dynasty to step up and stabilize his government.

The direction in which Zhu Zhusheng escaped was to head south all the way to the Qinhuai River.

It seems that he is heading towards Suhang with the help of water puppets.

After all, compared to Jiangning House, which is closer to Jiangbei ~ www.novelmtl.com ~ The Suzhou-Hangzhou area, which is located in the core area of ​​Jiangnan, is the old nest of Bailian religion. If Zhu Wusheng could escape there, he would call his arms crazy. Believers will surely stand up and respond to Zhu Wusheng's call. By then, Zhu Wusheng will have the strength to challenge the Dawu regime.

At this time, the Qinhuai River was in sight, and the paintings on the far bank were neatly arranged, and travel was restricted. On the farther river, several warships cruised back and forth. Obviously Holden was well prepared and even the sailor had been used to prevent anyone. Escape from Jiangning House.

Ye Qingxuan smiled in his heart, guessing what method Zhu Wusheng would use to escape the birth, and at this moment, the sky and the sword razor suddenly burst on the side of the alley in front of him, and the violent cricket swept the street and blocked it directly. Ye Qingxuan on the move.

Ye Qingxuan looked stunned in front of him, but it was Zong Xuan who held the red sword, a heavy split, and forced Songbei to leave ten feet away. The knife cut across the street five feet outside his eyes, ploughing out more than one foot. Deep divide.

A street divides the two people left and right, Zong Xuan is on the left, and Songbei is on the right. Ye Qingxuan winks and stands between the two. His sword is five feet in front of his feet, and the sword is five feet away. Beiming is invincible with a look of dementia.

The famous sword "Yin Yang Lishui" in the hands of Beibei Invincible pointed at Ye Qingxuan, and the inside of the sword was authentic: "Ye Qingxuan, do you come to this muddy water?"

Ye Qingxuan shrugged his shoulders awkwardly and smiled: "I said I was passing by, do you believe it?"

"Small nonsense, kill-" Song Bie turned away from his eyes, sneered at Zong Xuan, shaking his sword and rushed up.

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