When lying on the ground, Qi Xiang had already figured it out. The yin ghost fog seemed to be rolling like a sea of ​​clouds, but in fact, only one of them was truly lethal.

The person who manipulates the poisonous fog is hidden in it.

After locking the target, Qi Xiang naturally stopped disguising herself and directly grabbed the knife and slashed her.

The big knife slashed, and the stone was shocked!

A splash of sword lights was like water flowing, breaking through the layers of black mist and slashing directly on a middle-aged Taoist priest. Before the Taoist priest could react, the blade flashed across his waist.

"ah……"

One sword was broken, and the middle-aged Taoist priest was not dead yet, struggling on the ground, screaming.

In that scene, even Qi Xiang, the murderer, dared not watch too much. He took advantage of the unfinished sword force to break through the Yin and Ghost Misty in one fell swoop. As for the remaining black cloud fog, it was not worth worrying.

The main reason is that Qi Xiang’s sword light contains a blazing hot aura. Once the fire breaks out of thousands of poisons, the burning flames happen to be the nemesis of the poisonous fog.

With one knife, the cold ghost fog quickly melted and evaporated like thin snow under the scorching sun.

As soon as the sword was gone, the middle-aged Taoist priest who was cut off in the waist also turned into a ball of dirty blood under the backlash of the poisonous fog, forming a pool of strongly toxic blood.

The poisonous blood overflowed, polluting the surrounding grass. For a moment, the lush flowers and plants slowly withered and withered at a speed visible to the naked eye.

“…Uncle Master!”

In a moment, several young men screamed miserably, with a look of horror.

"Kill him and avenge your uncle!"

Someone shouted, but ran away in the opposite direction and went to find the protection of the elders of the master.

However, there were a few people who didn't have brains. They did whatever others said. When they heard the shouts, their blood boiled and they rushed towards Qi Xiang.

"stupid!"

Qi Xiang coldly commented, and then he had a sword and had no majestic momentum. He just used one force to reduce ten times, and with the advantage of the blade, he easily cut off the weapons in the hands of several people as if they were cut into tofu.

A light flashed, and several people fell down one after another. Even though they were not dead, they lost their combat power.

At the right time, Qi Xiang didn't have time to care about a few small fish, but looked up at the mountain. In his spiritual sense, he could also sense a few terrifying auras floating in the houses in the mountain.

These breaths brought some pressure to him.

Needless to say, he must be a master in the Laoshan Sect and the core pillar of the Laoshan Sect.

To be honest, if they exist, the Laoshan School will exist. They no longer exist, and the remaining kittens and puppies cannot support the Laoshan School.

This is the case in the world of cultivation. When a person's strength reaches a certain level, one person can reach a million teachers, and one person can start a sect and establish a sect.

Among some large sects, it is common to prosper because of one person and decline because of one person. Not to mention sects, even some modern companies and enterprises have the same truth.

An excellent leader can lead the company to glory. But after that leader leaves, the company falls.

In ancient times, when families were confiscated and families were destroyed, people were all about writing about people.

No one is gone, everything is gone.

Therefore, Qi Xiang’s goal is to have a few people on the mountain.

Of course, if a few people on the mountain hand over the things in the Yu Family's secret library now and then respectfully send him away, then he would definitely be happy. Leave now and save time.

The problem is that whether it is breaking the mountain gate or killing people like mowing grass, it deeply stimulates the anger of the Laoshan faction, and this matter must not be good.

"I have to see, what methods do you have to dare to claim that Laoshan is orthodox!"

Qi Xiang was eager to try, so she flew directly over the mountain gate and flew towards the main hall on the mountain.

After a few ups and downs, he arrived in the main hall on the mountain.

The main hall is luxurious, similar to the main halls in some large Buddha temples. However, the ones worshipped in the hall are the ancestors of the Three Pure Land, not the Buddhas of the Three Ages.

The statue of the ancestor of the Sanqing is as high as two or three meters high, and is carved from wood. It is then covered with a gorgeous silk robe. It contains jade Ruyi, wooden sword, lotus and other objects on its hands.

In the hall, there is a large incense burner filled with incense branches.

The smoke swelled up, and the smell of sandalwood was filled with the air.

The entire hall is solemn and solemn.

However, no one!

Qi Xiang stood outside the hall gate, his eyes wandered for a moment, and suddenly smiled. The big knife in his hand flashed with a brilliant sword light and slashed straight at the hall gate.

Judging from the situation, he seemed to be addicted to tearing down the door, and he was very likely to razed all the buildings he saw in front of him to the ground.

The sword roared and was about to slash on the hall gate.

"Damn..."

Unpredictable, someone shouted loudly, and then a pair of talismans blocked the blade.

The reason why talismans are described in a pattern is mainly because the area of ​​this talisman is not small. It is equivalent to a painting, with a size of three feet long and one foot wide, and the material is like a cloth and a light yellow color.

In the yellow cloth, it was made of a large brush dipped in cinnabar ink, outlining complex and mysterious lines.

At this moment, the cinnabar lines were in the air, flowing and shining brightly.

The sword light slashed on this talisman, and Qi Xiang felt a very tenacious force rebounding on the cloth, which made him exclaim.

"interesting……"

Qi Xiang took the opportunity to close the knife and then slashed back: "Break!"

With a knife closed, it was like a swallow snatching back, bringing a very perfect arc in the air. The knife light was even more like a crescent moon, sprinkling a gauze like a veil.

The glory is very thin, very transparent, and very hazy.

However, the unstoppable aura hidden by the sword light broke the halo on the talisman.

"Tear..."

In a moment, slight cracks appeared on the talisman. These cracks spread like spider webs, and soon spread across the entire talisman, making it shaky and on the shattered edge.

"Boy, don't be rampant."

Seeing this, the person hiding in the hall was furious, and he didn't believe it. With his talisman method that he had practiced for many years, he could not subdue a hairless boy.

Amid the angry shouts, a large piece of paper talisman suddenly appeared above the sky.

These paper talismans are like butterflies flying, swaying gently in the air, very beautiful.

However, this beautiful paper talisman contains great danger. Moreover, when the paper talisman covers the space of dozens of meters, it also means that the talisman array is formed, and there is no way to hide or avoid.

"Fire Rain Meteor..."

Bang bang bang bang bang, pieces of talisman paper exploded in an instant.

Fireworks are splashing, and sparks are blooming to form sparks.

However, these sparks did not disappear with the wind, but were fluttering and falling down. The layers of fire rain were like meteors falling, fast and dense, without any gaps, and no hiding place.

The most important thing is that Qi Xiang can see clearly.

This dense fire rain is not just a few sparks. The weak sparks actually do not have much lethality. The key is that there is phosphorus poison among these sparks.

In other words, the brilliant sparks are actually a trick, just to cover up the phosphorus poison. If anyone only cares about dealing with the rain of fire, he may be poisoned and will not know it. The outcome will definitely be tragic.

"Despicable, shameless!"

Qi Xiang snorted coldly, originally thinking that there was a statue of the Three Pure Land Master in the palace, and he did not take any ruthless actions.

But at this moment, I didn't care about being injured by accident.

"die!"

Qi Xiang stopped defending her hand, and her innate true energy rushed into the long sword frantically. Before he could slash, a brilliant sword light burst out from the long sword's body.

The sword light was like a curtain. In the curtain, a lying silkworm eyebrows, a red face, beautiful beard, wearing a green robe, holding a long sword in his hand, and riding a red horse appeared in the air.

If an ordinary person is present and see this situation, he must be able to kneel down and worship him.

Emperor Guan showed his saints and loyalty and righteousness for generations.

A strong and righteous spirit forms a spacious aura.

The fire rain and phosphorus poison fall on the aura and cannot squeeze in half an inch. It can only form a string of starlight that explodes when welding outside the aura.

Not only that, when the aura consumed all the fire and rain phosphorus poisoning, Qi Xiang finally took the knife.

With a long sword moving, the sword energy traverses three thousand miles, and it cannot be regarded as sharp.

The Holy Spirit of Guandi in the air rode his horse and rode alone thousands of miles away. With the unbearable collision, he jumped down, slashed with a horizontal knife, and slashed Mount Hua with force.

"Swoosh!"

A giant sword light that was nearly a hundred meters long fell from the sky in an instant, sweeping a large area of ​​buildings.

"Wow!"

The knife light slashed by, with the Sanqing Hall as the center, and the tiled house next to it, collapsed directly.

The broken walls and dust are flying, filling the entire sky.

"Swish..."
To be continued...