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Chapter 950 Straight Forward 3

Jun Jixue's laughter still echoed in the snow-capped mountains, but a voice came to my ears: "Thank you!"

Flying evil?

When I was confused, I heard Fei Sha's message: "I have never seen the commander smile like this. The commander has always been lonely."

"I know that the commander also wants to find someone to talk to, but unfortunately, he has no close friends around him."

"The sixteen knights are loyal to the commander, but after all, we are the commander's subordinates. The king and his ministers can trust each other, but they cannot have a heart-to-heart relationship. This is the difference between the king and his ministers."

When I subconsciously looked at Jun Jixue, the third temple appeared silently in the snow like a ghost.

Old Liu said in a deep voice: "Xiao Ying takes Nie Xiaochun and Qin Xin into the third temple. Be careful to protect yourself."

Xiao Ying clapped her hands on the back seat of the motorcycle and her body floated upside down and fell to the snow. She pulled out two gun barrels from behind while she was still in the air. When she landed, the two gun barrels in her hands had merged into one.

Xiao Ying held her spear at an angle and ran towards the temple quickly, leaving not even a single footprint on the ground.

Leave no trace in the snow!

That was the first time I saw Xiao Ying take action, and I got to know her strength again.

Not long after, she disappeared with two bloody umbrellas flying in the air.

The fourth temple appeared. Wang Butcher and Wang Xiaohuan entered the temple with white lanterns, and ghosts and gods howled within a ten-mile radius.

In the fifth temple, Night Owl led Yun Shang and broke in through the door.

When the sixth temple appeared, Old Liu jumped off the motorcycle with a folding fan in his hand and walked towards the temple gate: "My lord, take care on the road ahead. Thank you for your guidance."

Jun Jixue waved his hand, and the sixteen riders of Tiansha flew towards the top of the mountain. The seventeen motorcycles kicked up snowflakes, like seventeen white dragons, roaring ferociously, crossing the mountains, soaring to the sky and pointing toward the peak with fighting intent.

Not long after, the Sixteen Horsemen of Tiansha approached a cliff.

A temple stands on the opposite side of the cliff. In front of the temple gate are hundreds of human-shaped snowdrifts, arranged in a swallow-tail pattern for hundreds of meters, with their tips pointed directly at the cliff.

Jun Jixue raised his hand and said: "Liangjie Hall monopolizes six temples, our Supervision Department cannot be underestimated!"

"Sixteen horses of the Heavenly Demon will obey the order and destroy this temple."

Eight of the 16 Tiansha riders rode the motorcycles a hundred meters away, then suddenly accelerated and sprinted madly towards the opposite side of the cliff. In just one second, eight motorcycles shot through the air.

The heavy motorcycle only rushed halfway, and the eight knights neatly carried the launcher with the steel claw on their shoulders, pulled the trigger, and the eight ropes connected to the flying claw flew towards the cliffs on both sides at the same time.

Fall away.

The eight motorcycles then fell into the abyss under the cliff. Before the motorcycles crashed, the riders on the motorcycles flew away from the motorcycles at the same time and stepped on the ropes hanging in the air.

An instant later, the sound of eight iron claws clinging to the rock at the same time was clear and clear, and the snowdrifts on the cliff opposite shook violently. Corpses in linen clothes stretched out in anger in the flying snow and rushed towards the cliff mouth.

The knight who had already stood firm took out the scimitar from his back and threw it towards the opposite cliff.

Eight sharp sword wheels roared through the air, and the eight knights stepped on the ropes and rushed to the opposite side after the sword wheels.

In an instant, the knife wheel cut off the corpse's throat, and blood surged in mid-air. The eight knights also landed on the snow, took the scimitars flying back in their hands, and rushed into the enemy group in different directions.

The eight people were like fierce tigers, invincible wherever the sword passed by, and in just a moment, a clearing was opened on the cliff.

"Let's go!" As Fei Sha waved his hand, the remaining knights pulled out the wild goose feather sword from behind, raised the sword to their sides, stepped on the rope and rushed up the opposite cliff, separated four people to suppress the enemy group, and the remaining four people stood up.

Figures of eight were arranged on both sides, bowing slightly: "Welcome the commander and the heroes of the two realms to cross the cliff!"

Jun Jixue laughed: "Brother Li, let's go!"

Jun Jixue walked calmly across the cliff, while Fei Sha and his four riders still stood respectfully on both sides, as if the fighting behind them had nothing to do with them.

Jun Jixue paused slightly: "The matters here are left to you. No servant of God can be allowed to go up the mountain under any circumstances."

After Jun Jixue finished speaking, she didn't care about Fei Sha's reaction and walked calmly towards the depths of the snow mountain: "Brother Li, have you noticed anything different in the distribution of the nine temples?"

I said solemnly: "The nine temples represent the three worlds."

"The bottom one is the ghost realm, the middle three are the human world, and the last three temples are at the highest point of the snow mountain, representing the divine realm. The abyss just now represents the huge gap between humans and gods."

"The last three temples are also divided into upper, middle and lower temples."

"The temple on the bottom floor represents the place where the servants of God live. If I read it correctly, the corpses sitting outside the temple all come from the Department of Reincarnation. Mortals, even though they have become servants of God

, but they are not even qualified to enter the temple!"

Jun Jixue nodded and said: "This is the difference between humans and gods."

"Perhaps, this is also the world we live in."

"The next temple is not far away, I think."

While Jun Jixue was speaking, the Eighth Temple suddenly let out a loud earthquake, an earth-shaking sound, like the roar of a god, but also like a fatal warning.
Chapter completed!
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