Xie Bangui said solemnly: "Even an outsider like me knows that all the core secrets of the Tang Sect are kept in the hidden weapon workshop. Doesn't the White Lotus Church know? There must be heavy troops guarding it. If we go there, we are throwing ourselves into a trap."

Tang Shuai thought for a while and said: "Let's go to the back mountain! Where the low-level disciples practice sparring all year round, you should be able to find their hidden weapons. Even if you don't have any, you can pick up stones and use them as hidden weapons. It's better than using bare hands."

"boom--"

Before Tang Shuai finished speaking, the entire Tang Sect was already shaking violently amidst the earth-shattering explosions, and umbrella-shaped black clouds wrapped in soaring flames rose slowly to the south of the Tang Sect...

"The concealed weapon workshop exploded!" Tang Jinghong's eyes shed tears unconsciously: "The elders of the workshop will die together with the enemy according to the ancestral teachings..."

"The most terrifying thing about the Tang Sect is not the hidden weapons or poisons, but the group of disciple soldiers who laid the foundation of the Tang Sect with their flesh and blood without any regrets." Xie Bangui once said something that echoed in everyone's ears for a long time.

Tang Shuai said calmly: "The workshop is gone, and the White Lotus Sect will immediately mobilize experts to come back for reinforcements. I will lead the disciples of the Tang Dynasty to the back, and the second uncle and the others will leave first."

Tang Jinghong patted Tang Shuai on the shoulder and led the people back up the mountain without saying a word. As soon as the Tang Sect reached the foot of the mountain, the White Lotus cult followed. The Zatang disciples swung and picked it up from the enemy without hesitation.

He used weapons, even broke bamboo poles, and charged towards the White Lotus sect members.

In just this short moment, the two sides were fighting hand to hand at the foot of the mountain, with white blades spattered with blood, and they were fighting madly. From a distance, it looked like two torrents, one black and one white, collided into a blood-red whirlpool at the foot of the mountain.

Disciples of the Tang Sect who have been fighting in the martial arts all year round have taken action to swallow up the mountains and rivers with the violent wind and rain, and will not stop until the enemy is cut down by the sword.

The members of the White Lotus sect who have been indoctrinated with the doctrine since childhood are also not afraid of life and death. They wish to die with the enemy as soon as they drop their swords, and they are still fearless even if their blood is splashed seven steps away.

As soon as the war between the two sides started, it entered a fierce stage. The warriors had already lost their limbs and arms, but they were still wielding their swords and risking their lives to kill. Blood flowed across the mountains...

The war between the two sides was raging, and suddenly a long roar came from the crowd, like the clang of gold.

Among the White Lotus sect members who were being resisted by the Tang Sect disciples, more than a hundred people suddenly burst out with energy, causing a sheet of white clothes to fly like butterflies, revealing the golden shirts and silver belts underneath.

"Golden Shirt Warrior! White Lotus Sect General Altar Guard?"

The fat man and Lao Qian, who were behind the Xie Bangui Palace, looked at each other, and at the same time roared, swung their palms to attack the stubborn enemy beside them, and then pulled away to kill the golden-shirted warrior.

Naturally, the opponent was not to be outdone. The eighteen golden-shirted warriors drew out the soft swords from their waists and slashed the Tang Sect disciples in front of them into a shower of blood. The sword force continued to hit the vital points of the two men.

The two masters rushed wildly amidst the three-way twisting sword light, and got close to the golden-shirted warrior and slashed wildly with their palms. The four soft swords instantly retreated to defend, avoiding the palm winds of the two men without any damage.

The four people immediately filled the gap and continued to press the two...

Although the two masters had experienced hundreds of battles, they were entangled by eighteen swordsmen and were unable to escape for a while. Another thirty-two golden-shirted warriors drew out their golden-backed machetes, and the fighting generals from all directions stepped forward to rescue Tang.

The disciples were forced to the outside, and with the cooperation of their swords, they were invulnerable.

The rest of the golden-shirted warriors, with the cooperation of the White Lotus cultists, had already fought their way to the high ground where Xie Bangui and others were standing.

The disciples who were guarding Tang Jinghong and others withdrew their weapons one after another, showing no fear of fighting against the incoming enemy with a small number of enemies.

Ten feet away in front of him, the sword light shot into the sky, and blood shadows spread everywhere. Xie Bangui sneered and said: "I didn't expect that the White Lotus Sect would use the golden-shirted warriors so quickly. They have a lot of background."

Tang Shuai said urgently: "You guys retreat quickly, I'll treat them like they are for a while..."

"Those of us who cannot retreat, let the lower-level disciples retreat first!" Xie Bangui said with a smile: "These hundred and ten lives are just for the sake of the disciples of the Tang Dynasty. The real killing move is hidden in the crowd behind."

Xie Bangui suddenly looked up to the sky and smiled and said: "The murderous intention has arrived before the person arrives. I don't know which master will come here."

"Holy Cult Protector Bai Jinghong is here!"

The sound of the white bell was like a bell, and the man fell in front of Xie Bangui like a startling dragon. The Guan Dao in his hand was dripping with blood, and the white robe all over his body was scarlet. The cold light burst out from the tiger's eyes, and he said with murderous intent: "Who is Xie

Half ghost?"

Xie Bangui, however, was chatting and laughing and said: "Dragon Protector Lao came in person, and Xie was extremely frightened!"

Bai Jinghong secretly praised: "This boy has never changed his attitude. No wonder Zuo Shi values ​​him so much."

Bai Jinghong said coldly: "I am ordered by Zuo Envoy Jun to take Xie Bangui's head. Others should get out of the way."

"Hahaha..." Xie Bangui said with a long smile: "It turns out it was Wu Fei'er who wanted my life, and Xie felt even more honored."

Although the meridians in Xie Bangui's legs had recovered, the fingers on his hands were still swollen. He had no way to bring the Soul-Destroying Claw, so he could only reach out and pull out the Weeping Blood Sword from his waist.

In just a short moment, Xie Bangui's long sword had already picked up the surrounding evil energy and turned it into a blade. The shadow of the sword reached the sky, the energy covered the ground, and the domineering power reached the sky and became even more cunning. He swung more than ten sword winds in succession.

, furiously attacking Bai Jinghong.

Bai Jinghong suddenly rose up, fighting for attack. The force of the blade sliced ​​off the half-ghost's wrist and arm. The sword's silver light burst out, and he swung seventy-nine swords in one move, divided into seventy-nine different angles.

But at the same moment, the cover fell, and the blade surface split the air, causing a sharp roar like thunder!

Neither of the two sides was willing to give in to their prestige. They knew that the outcome was uncertain with just one blow, but they used all their strength to attack head-on.

Between the electric light and flint, there was a series of collision sounds of gold and iron, like dragon roars. No one could hear how many sounds there were, and couldn't tell how many times they clashed. However, they saw two figures retreating ten feet each like projectiles, facing each other at a distance.

Looking at each other angrily.

"good!"

Both of them sincerely praised each other's skill and took action again.

Bai Jinghong thrust his sword horizontally towards the sky, activating the Nine Heavens Gang Qi. The three-foot blade received several rays of green light falling from the sky, which immediately skyrocketed three feet and became dazzling and cold.

Xie Bangui pointed his long sword at the ground, drawing the blood from the mountain. The wind of the sword gathered thousands of blood streams, and he was surrounded by red clouds within ten feet. His figure was like a demon god, appearing to move unsteadily.

"Boom" The two surging energies finally collided in an instant, causing the sky to move and the earth to shake.

In the green and red clouds, fierce lightning strikes and thunder roars, as if everything in the world is boiling in a red glow. Demonic flames ricochet in the blood clouds, sharp cold light splits the sky, strong winds, and knife shadows stir.

Howling, like the moans of many wronged souls and ghosts...

"Brother Xie, please don't forcefully take advantage of his Nine Heavenly Gang Qi, avoid its edge, and deplete its energy..." Tang Shuai pointed out the shortcomings of Bai Jinghong Gong Kung Fu, causing the Jinshan warriors to look at him angrily.

Two of them were extremely angry and struck out with their fists directly at Tang Shuai's vitals. The latter was so shocked that he changed his feet in four directions and narrowly avoided the opponent's fatal blow.

"Wandering Dragon Step!"

The others saw Tang Shuai using the Tang Sect's unique skill of dragon walking. They were impressed and joined the battle group at the same time. At one time, there were as many as twelve golden-shirted warriors besieging Tang Shuai. Tang Shuai was forced to panic and was in danger.

Surrounded.

When Xie Bangui, who was fighting fiercely in the sky, saw this scene, he became furious and his blood surged. Regardless of the fierceness of his opponent's sword, his body sank as if an arrow shot backwards, piercing Tang Shuai's side, and his fists and palms came out in succession, shocking the eight masters.

He flew five feet, stretched out his arms to protect Tang Shuai behind him, and fell back continuously.

Suddenly, a thunderbolt struck from the sky, striking two Tang Sect masters who rushed forward, and then chopped off Xie Bangui's head.

Xie Bangui remained frightened, and pushed Tang Shuai five feet away with one palm. He tilted his head and used his shoulder to catch the knife, and Bai Jinghong's heaven-shattering strike caused blood to fly three feet away, staining his shirt with blood.
Chapter completed!