The wind is silence.

Tianshu Holy City has a loud battle.

Three battles, the battles were so dizzy that the masters of the Twelve Temples were exhausted.

In order to ambush Li Ziye's powerful people, they had to go out in advance and go to three battle situations.

“It’s so lively.”

On the roof of a house, Li Ziye sat next to the chimney, covering it with the chimney, and watched the chaos in the city with relish, took out a bottle of elixir from his arms and ate it as popcorn.

These two holy lords, one of them sneak attacked others, and the other was attacked by others, and in the end they were all picked up and beaten up by women, which was embarrassing.

Come on, Goddess, Come on, Holy Lord Yunying, and kill these two grandsons!

"The story of immortality, the moon will be clear!"

In Tongfu Inn, two figures flew out from the ruins, crashed into the broken windows and walls, and fell to the ground. Dan Tai Jingyue waved his sword to reflect the moon, and the sword lit up sharply.

Suddenly, in the world, a glorious light was magnificent, and a waning moon appeared, and the yin and cold breath was breathtaking.

The Tianxiang followed the move, and the strange phenomenon intimidated the soul. The Saint Lord Bai Gui was moved, and his mind was shocked. He once again activated the true energy in his body to block the move.

"Well!"

Taichu broke through the light, and in the battle situation, a waterfall of blood splattered out. On the left shoulder of the Saint Lord Bai Gui, the sword energy penetrated his body, and the injury was even worse.

The extremely powerful Dan Tai Jingyue showed amazing combat power. The Saint Lord Bai Gui, who was as strong as the peak of the fifth realm, was completely at a disadvantage.

The chest and shoulders were covered in blood, so dazzling.

What is even more shocking is that the wounds that were injured by the Taichu Sword could not heal, and blood kept spilling out, dyeing red clothes.

"Your Excellency, can you have a good talk now?"

Ten steps away, Dan Tai Jingyue looked at the masked man in front of her and said indifferently.

There are only a handful of people with such strength in this Tianshu Holy City.

There are misunderstandings in it in the past.

After hearing the words of the woman in front of him, Saint Lord Bai Gui changed his expression again and again.

As the two of them were talking, around them, the masters of the Twelve Temples quickly surrounded them, looked at each other, looking at each other, wondering what to do, should they take action? If they take action, who should they help?

When Saint Lord Bai Gui saw people coming around, he was about to say something, but forced himself to swallow it.

How could Lord Bai Gui reveal his identity in public after being beaten so miserably by a woman?

"You're really killing people."

In the distance, Li Ziye ate two candy beans on the roof of a house, and was inspired by the show.

They are all well-known people, and this situation is already difficult to get out of trouble.

Having said that, why is the crazy woman Dan Tai Jingyue getting more and more fierce? The Monument of Eternal Life is not useful yet, so she just carries the main character of Bai Guisheng.

Wouldn't it be said that if he wants to kill her now, it is not necessarily enough for ten people?

Who is the son of destiny? Isn’t this a cheater?

"Not good, the two people from Central Plains have escaped!"

At this time, anxious voices sounded from all parties in the city and came to bring reinforcements.

"You go and stop those two people, I can deal with it by myself!"

In front of the restaurant opposite Yuelai Inn, the Holy Lord Gala heard the news and made a quick decision and immediately ordered to chase him.

"yes!"

A group of temple masters took the order and rushed towards the west gate.

During the battle, the Holy Lord Yunying saw that most of the fish had left, and threw the fish in his hand out, staring at the chest of the Holy Lord Gala in front of him, thinking how could he put more blood with the next sword.

"Cloud Shadow?"

The Holy Lord Gala asked tentatively, "Do you have any difficulties? If so, I can help you!"

However, how could the Holy Lord Yunying, who is a strong person by nature and loves face, admit his identity at this time?

Especially now, she still has the advantage! It is even more impossible to reveal her identity actively.

Winning and bragging, losing and reasoning is the nature of human beings, and the master of the Holy Lord level is no exception.

"Yun, your uncle!"

The Lord Yunying responded in a low voice, holding the Chunjun sword in his hand and rushed up again.

The Holy Lord Gala looked dark, and his anger became more and more uncontrollable. He faced the battle halberd in his hand, and the sword halberd collided head-on, and sparks burst out in the darkness.

Losing the golden holy halberd and the divine armor was destroyed. The Holy Lord of Gala was very frustrated in the battle, and even more uncomfortable than when he faced the second son of the Li family.

It is really a different mood to be unable to beat or play.

It's fine if you're not as good as a person's skills, but you're better at it, but you're beaten for various reasons. This feeling really makes the Holy Lord Gala feel very uncomfortable as if he had eaten a fly.

Until now, the Holy Lord Gala has basically determined the identity of the assassin in front of him, but if he cannot win, he cannot expose his disguise.

"Flying Immortal Art, it's cool and colder!"

After several moves, the Holy Lord Yunying shouted again, of course, she only remembered this name.

The sword tip approached, and the Holy Lord Gala immediately turned his halberd to resist, but when he heard a loud clang, the halberd broke and responded.

The sword fell, blood splattered, bit by bit.

Seeing this, the Lord Yunying immediately put away the falling blood. However, after seeing the blood in the bottle, he was still less than half a bottle, and he was extremely crazy, as if some people were fighting for Xixi and still couldn't meet the requirements after a long time.

"Another sword is enough!"

After a brief madness, the Lord Yunying comforted himself in his heart, looked up at the Lord Gala ahead, and a cold flashed in his beautiful eyes.

However, this old guy seemed to have recognized her. Should I take this opportunity to do it?

Just when the Lord Yunying had evil thoughts...

In front of the west gate of the Holy City, Bai Wangyu and Zhang Donglu rushed all the way and soon broke out into a bloody road.

"Huanyuan Palm!"

The ordinary Hunyuan Palm directly knocked down a large piece of miscellaneous fish with one palm. Zhang Donglu turned around and glanced at the Confucian disciple behind him and shouted, "Mr. Bai, go!"

After saying that, Zhang Donglu stepped on her feet and jumped towards the city tower.

"The wind of a gentleman!"

Behind, Bai Wangyu saw Lord Zhang killing his way out and no longer had a fight. He swept over several temple masters with one sword and also jumped up to the city tower.

"Can you leave?"

The two were about to escape, and suddenly, an angry voice sounded, and then the Lord of the Yaoguang Palace brought people to him. Without hesitation, he immediately jumped to chase after him.

"Mr. Bai, you go first!"

On the city tower, Zhang Donglu saw the Lord of Yaoguang chasing him, and said something. Then he stepped on his feet and stomped down the city wall with his foot. His true energy rose sharply, so conspicuous under the night.

"Big move, Tiger Mountain!"

With a loud shout, Zhang Donglu slapped out his palms, and in an instant, a powerful palm came out, rushing towards the Lord of Yaoguang Palace and several masters of the temple flying downwards.

In the air, the Lord of the Yaoguang Palace and others immediately took action to resist, but felt the huge force, and their bodies fell down involuntarily.

"Everyone, there will be a date later!"
Chapter completed!