The small courtyard of the west side hall is Wan Xinrong's battlefield.

This middle-aged man, who was short and thin, carried a big sword and had been fighting bloody battles with many Taoist priests for a long time.

When it comes to magic, he is not as good as Lin Jue and his junior sister. When it comes to martial arts, he is far from comparable to Luo Monk. However, he is full of anger, as if he is not afraid of death and injury, and does not know pain. He often fights with life-threatening attacks.

All the Taoist priests in the courtyard exchanged their knives for swords.

However, his body also glowed with a faint golden light. Although he was not completely invulnerable, it also prevented the long swords of the Taoist priests from Jingyun Temple from cutting too deeply.

And he also has the wood spirit to protect his body. As soon as the wound is formed, the bleeding will often stop within a few breaths, and it will not affect his actions at all.

Once he was at a disadvantage, or was surrounded by several Taoist priests, he would take a deep breath and spit out flames in front of him.

Although it is ordinary fire, it can still force the opponent back.

Until an old Taoist priest came with a sword.

This old Taoist priest has good swordsmanship, especially his erratic movement. When his sword collides with him, it will always end up on his side unknowingly, or at other inconvenient angles for swinging the sword. If he is not careful at all, he will be killed.

It was a sharp long sword that struck at an awkward angle.

Wan Xinrong originally wanted to trade wounds with him, but when he slashed away with his broadsword or breathed flames from his mouth, the Taoist priest's body actually lit up with a burst of golden light, which could block the open flames of the blade.

The golden light on both sides is slightly different.

Wan Xinrong knew that the other party was using the Fu Lu Sect's golden light body-protecting spell, which was essentially borrowing power from the gods. However, these Taoist priests did not practice virtue and were mostly dishonest when offering sacrifices to the gods, so the golden light was not strong.

However, his golden light is only a skill that comes naturally from practicing the Five Elements Spiritual Technique. He doesn't know any other magic, so the two sides are evenly matched.

If it's one-on-one, it's hard to tell the winner.

But the other party still had seven or eight young Taoist priests as helpers.

If you fall below, you are at a disadvantage, but if you say you are in a life-or-death crisis, it is not necessarily true.

All because the opponent is not strong in fighting spirit, and seems to want to get rid of himself quickly so as to leave this courtyard. Wan Xinrong guessed that it should be in several other courtyards, such as Zhenren Lin, Daochang Liu and that Lin

The real protectors have gained the upper hand, or are close to winning, and these people either want to escape or want to support them.

How could Wan Xinrong let them walk away from him?

This is my wife-killing enemy!

He has always been a rogue, but that yellow-faced woman had followed him when he was younger and more rogue. She was also young, but she was killed by these Taoists and used to make elixirs.

If you don't take revenge, this life will end here.

"Do you want to die?"

The old Taoist priest couldn't stop fighting with him for a long time. Every time he wanted to leave, he would get entangled with him again, which made him a little anxious.

The sword moves suddenly became more fierce.

"Kill him first!"

Many young Taoist priests gritted their teeth and surrounded him with swords.

Wan Xinrong was already covered in blood, but he did not retreat at all. Instead, he took a deep breath, opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of flames.

This courtyard was also illuminated by firelight.

I never thought that I wouldn’t force anyone back this time——

The old Taoist priest's whole body radiated golden light, and he stepped forward directly. He didn't hesitate to get a knife from him, and blocked the flames with his own body.

The flames quickly died out and the light went out.

Seven or eight young Taoist priests surrounded him, either raising their swords to chop or throwing their swords over their shoulders. They all gritted their teeth and used all their strength to hack him to death here.

But the next moment, the courtyard was illuminated by fire again!

This time the flame is as golden as the scorching sun!

The flames formed pillars, falling from the sky, and pouring like clouds and mist, moving quickly and drawing a circle around Wan Xinrong.

The golden flames only burned the young Taoist priests with their edges, but they couldn't bear it anymore. Even the old Taoist priests were protected by golden light and felt the power in the flames. They hurriedly avoided it. Even Wan Xinrong, who was farthest away,

I also felt the scalding heat and the most yang and strong aura.

Is this spiritual fire?

Wan Xinrong couldn't help but think of it.

At this time, everyone in the courtyard either fell to the ground, wailed and rolled, or looked in the direction of the pillar of fire.

I saw that it was the tiled roof of the palace. A huge four-tailed white fox stood gracefully, with its four tails and hair swaying in the night wind. It lowered its head and spit out golden flames from its mouth, so that the pair of amber were as clear as

His eyes reflected the firelight and seemed to glow golden.

It seems as if it is not a mortal thing, but an immortal.

In just two breaths, seven or eight young Taoist priests were burned to charcoal, while the old Taoist priest disappeared.

"Where are you going?"

Wan Xinrong looked left and right.

The flames disappeared and the courtyard became dark.

The fox also lowered his head, scanning the courtyard with his excellent eyesight and the dreamy glow of the sky.

The old Taoist priest hasn't left yet.

But it was invisible.

strangeness……

The fox exerted a little force on his four legs, jumped lightly, and his huge body fell from the top of the palace on the wind, landing lightly on the ground. Then he raised his ears and listened carefully.

At the same time, inhale gently and smell the smell.

When Wan Xinrong saw this, he also held his breath and did not dare to speak out.

Suddenly, the fox turned his head and looked into a corner, then raised his head and spat forward, releasing a large mouthful of cold air.

The cold air rushed to the foot of the wall and swept back.

However, in Wan Xinrong's eyes, there was an old Taoist figure holding a sword gradually regaining his figure in the cold air. At the same time, his clothes, hair, and even skin had a thin layer of ice crystals on them.

It spreads, as if the whole person is turning into an ice sculpture.

The old Taoist priest's face was obviously frightened, and he wanted to escape quickly, but his movements became obviously stiff, and ice shards fell from his body with every step he took.

Invisibility?

Wan Xinrong opened his eyes wide.

It seems that these Taoist priests want to get rid of themselves, not to escape, but to support elsewhere.

If they had met him, they would have let him run away, but unfortunately, they met Lin Zhenren's fox instead.

With this thought in his mind, he did not stop moving, but immediately raised his sword and struck at the old Taoist priest with all his strength.

The old Taoist priest was still turning his head, looking at him in horror, and even opened his mouth a little, as if he wanted to say something, but the long knife had already been dropped.

"puff!"

Blood splattered and his head rolled to the ground.

…

In the outer courtyard of Jingyun Temple, one of the statues of the protector had already been lying on the ground. The other statue had been severely damaged by the bean soldiers and stone giants, and its aura was dim. It could not even lift the spear in its hand.

Qingquanzi, the leader of Jingyun Temple, was covered in injuries and ran as hard as he could.

I saw him head-first into a locked closet, chanting a spell in his mouth, and with a flick of his eye, he actually passed through the wall of the closet.

Behind him, the young Taoist chased him with his sword.

It's just that Lin Jue went to the door of the dormitory.

One person goes through the wall and one person goes through the door.

The light in front of him dimmed, and the room became pitch black.

Qingquanzi was an old man, but he ran very fast, but just when he was about to run past the dormitory and pass through the wall inside, a voice suddenly came from behind:

"Certainly!"

Qingquanzi's figure immediately froze, frozen in place, and immediately struggled with all his strength.

The Taoist came over with his sword in hand, but the long sword was already sheathed.

"You are more capable than I thought!"

Just when Qingquanzi was about to break free from the restraints of the "body-holding technique", the scabbard struck him hard on the back of the head.

With a bang, the old man fell to the ground.

Lin Jue lifted him out.

I saw that the sky outside was dim. On the right side, there was a Protector Martial God, whose body was covered with flowers and motionless. On the left, a Protector Martial God also fell on the ground. It was struggling feebly to get up, while the stone giant, who was also covered in scars, stood beside it.

He raised his stone arm high and kept beating it down.
To be continued...