The old white-haired Taoist shouted angrily, his body was like a galloping horse, his sword was like a mad dragon, which set off a shocking wave of leaves and swept up overwhelmingly.

Galan is like a bloodthirsty beast, with long hair dancing among the fallen leaves, long swords roaring in the rushing, and the bloody wolf head opened its bloody mouth and let out a thrilling roar.

The old white-haired Taoist soared into the air, stepped on the surging waves of fallen leaves, and rushed out of the colorful sea of ​​leaves, like a flying dragon, but instantly turned into a powerful eagle, descending from the sky, shooting towards Galan at an incredible speed.

"Boom..." The fallen leaves burst into pieces, the leaves waves surged, and the cold roar moved. The long sword broke through the waves, carrying countless golden fallen leaves, rolled up an angry roar and rushed in with an unrivaled momentum.

"Clang..." Taoist Gao Guan pulled out his last long sword, and the four sword sheaths behind him were empty. When this sword went out, the sword was there, the sword was gone, the sword was gone. The sword roared, the wind roared, the fallen leaves danced, the Taoist Gao Guan was like an arrow leaving the string, penetrated the layers of leaf curtains and shot out like flying.

The long sword raised, causing shocking wind and thunder. The bloody wolf head suddenly rose high, and the cold eyes emitted a bloodthirsty light.

"Dang", the long sword roared and chopped the long sword in the air. The long sword collapsed, and the old white-haired Taoist jumped up again with the power of this collision.

The cold robe and feathered clothes came like the wind and stabbed in with a sword.

The long sword is as fast as lightning, as heavy as thunder, and chops it in the air again.

The sword suddenly became crazy, and in an instant, in a slight slightest, dancing afterimages, trying to avoid the sword and stabbed into Galan's body, but the sword chopped off with thunder and broke through the sword shadow with an invincible momentum. "Dang", the afterimage suddenly disappeared, the sword was severely damaged, and it made a mournful sound in the violent trembling.

The long sword bounced up and attacked the enemy with two blades up and down. Its strong and fierce cold light ran away from the feathered clothes. Han Jia tried his best to dodge, but Galan stepped forward and the long sword rushed straight to his head.

At this moment of life and death, the Taoist priest Gaoguan rushed over, and his long sword was like a sharp arrow breaking through the air, stabbing the blade with a "choke". The long sword changed direction, rubbed the curtain cap and shouted, and half a piece of black veil fell down, countless dead leaves hit the curtain cap, and the cold horse feathered clothes staggered back.

The long sword suddenly stopped and floated in the air. "Kill!" Jia Lan let out a tiger roar, and the long sword advanced against the trend and slashed it with one knife.

Taoist Gao Guan had just closed his sword and was about to strike again, but unexpectedly, Galan's long sword had already roared, and caught him off guard and retreated quickly.

"Dang" the swords and swords fought each other. The Taoist priest Gao Guan retreated again.

The old white-haired Taoist attacked in the air and slashed down with one sword.

The castration of the long sword suddenly accelerated, and it flew at high speed with Galan as the center.

"Dang", the sword had nowhere to hide, and was once again hit and flew upside down. The white-haired old Taoist was once again hit by a huge attack force for several steps.

The long sword roared towards the head of the Gaoguan Taoist priest.

The Hanba feathered clothes rushed out of the colorful fallen leaves and stabbed them with a sword.

"Dang", Taoist priest Gao Guan was stabbed again and retreated again. "Dang", Han Zuo Yuyi was suppressed by the long sword that was so refreshingly killed that it was so weak that it was unable to resist.

"Kill!" Jia Lan's pace accelerated, and the long sword swept the gloomy evil spirit, approaching his opponent step by step.

Han Zuo Yuyi and the white-haired old man fought to the death from both wings. Taking advantage of Galan's crazy attack on Gaoguan Taoist priest, and taking advantage of Gaoguan Taoist priest when Gaoguan Taoist could still support it, he first injured Jialan and then surrounded him and killed him. Galan's support was coming from the desert, close to the battlefield, leaving them less and less time.

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The harrier eagle shot down from the sky with a sharp cry.

Its owner fell off his horse with a loud bang, his head was still rolling in the air, and blood was splashing all the way, splashing blood flowers.

Suddenly, a sharp arrow roared from the golden poplar forest, soared upwards, and "swishly" the harrier eagle in the middle, penetrated the harrier eagle, and flew several feet with the harrier eagle until it was exhausted before falling rapidly.

The battlefield rolled in, covering the sky and the sun, like a rushing beast, rolling up thousands of feet of wind and clouds, sweeping over the poplar forest and devouring the poplar forest.

The sound of hooves is like thunder, the horns are connected to the sky, and the roar of the galloping war horses penetrates the golden forest and echoes in the vast world.

The remaining dozen believers of Louguan were shocked and fled in all directions.

Seeing that the situation was hopeless, Wang Yan was running wildly and struggling to seize the road.

The four hooves of the fiery fire flew like flying, galloping at high speed like clouds and fog, like a ball of flying flames. After a few breaths, it swept across and burned in an instant. Chu Yue's long sword was crisscrossing, and the attack was like a storm, and his tilt was ascending as a storm. Wang Yan's morale was lost, his fighting spirit had disappeared, and his fear was quickly submerged like a tide, leaving only the obsession with escape.

"Kill!" Chu Yue roared with thunder, and the long sword was like a long rainbow in the sky, and thunder came down.

Blood burst out, and half-cut his arms rose into the air. Wang Yan howled shrillly, and the severe pain made him heart-wrenching, and the howling sounded even more. The long sword swept through the air like lightning, and chopped off again. A head suddenly left the body, and the howling stopped abruptly, and the hot blood sprayed out like a spring water.

The headless corpse shook twice on the horse's back. Just as it was about to fall, the long sword came again, and slashed it with one knife. The corpse was divided into two pieces and flew left and right.

=

The sound of the galloping horses from far to near, and suddenly, a five-wolf-headed flag rushed out of the golden sea of ​​fallen leaves and jumped into Li Shimin's eyes.

The Black Turks came from the Black Turks.

"Rebellion!" Although Li Shimin was frightened, he was still furious at this moment. He couldn't help but be indignant and cursed, "Shameless traitor!"

Changsun Wuji's eyebrows were deeply locked and his mind was turned on. The second brother was still in the winter nest, and the officials of the Laolang Mansion were still on this oasis. No matter how powerful and domineering the Turks, no matter how cunning and bloody the old wolf in Dunhuang and the northwest, they would not openly break with the Laolang Mansion. Therefore, the planner behind this matter, the black hand hidden in the dark, must be the Laolang Mansion, the second brother Changsun Heng'an.

What is the second brother doing? Why did he acquiesce or even directly instruct a group of old wolves in the northwest to set up a trap to kill Lou Guandao? Why did he instigate the old wolves in the northwest to join forces with the Turks to siege and kill Han Zao Yuyi and a group of Lou Guan disciples? Does the second brother know the real purpose of Li Erlang's visit to the West this time? Does the second brother think that Lou Guandao is using or joining forces with the power of the Guanlong family such as the Li family in Longxi to seize his power in the West?

The Black Turks flocked out, and dozens of elite cavalry divided into teams to enter the battlefield. The two teams quickly surrounded Li Shimin, Changsun Wuji and their family guards, and two other teams chased Louguan disciples with three vicious old wolves in the northwest.

A divine black horse rushed over, and the horse was knight in black clothes, black cloak, black Mili. Four guards followed the left and right, holding the battle flag high.

The dark horse knight stopped slowly, rolled up Mi Le's skirt, revealing a young and resolute face.

"Don't congratulate!"

"Asina Nishu."

Li Shimin exclaimed, Changsun Wuji was also stunned, and the guards of the family were even more unbelievable. Three days ago, they saw the golden wolf killing Ashi Namur with his own eyes. At that time, Ashi Namur sprayed blood and was dying. Who knew that today Ashi Namur came here like a dragon and tiger, standing in front of him with a majestic spirit, staring at them fiercely.

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With a loud "dang", Mars burst and the sword broke.

The long sword was as heavy as a pound, and Jialan was as brave as a god. After eighteen consecutive heavy blows, Taoist Gaoguan's long sword finally broke with the roar of the long sword. Taoist Gaoguan's body finally split into two in the roar of Galan, blood was everywhere, and the internal organs poured out.

Han Zuo Yuyi staggered back, feeling embarrassed, and opened her mouth and vomited a mouthful of blood.

The old Taoist white-haired hair was scattered, his breathing was rapid, and his expression was ferocious. The previous immortal spirit was gone, and all that was left was anger, only evil spirit, and only endless hatred.

The galloping sound of war horses in the forest is getting closer and closer, and the sound of scolding can be heard vaguely.

"Hanzhai, go quickly!"

The old white-haired Taoist took a deep breath, his expression gradually calmed down, his eyes gradually became firm, and he held the sword tightly with both hands.

"Everything here is a scam, a trap." The old Taoist voice revealed a sense of resentment and sadness, "The Laolang Mansion is despicable and shameless, Changsun Heng'an is insidious and cunning. Today, the disaster of Lou Guan Dao is all thanks to Changsun's evil wolf. When he went back to teach the master of calligraphy, if Changsun lived in the northwest for a long time, Lou Guan Dao would suffer misfortune."

"Please leave quickly, sir." Han Zuo Yuyi's voice trembled and his tone was firm, "Leave Yuyi and kill this Asura."

"The Master of Dharma has made all plans, but he missed the Jialan from Shengyan Temple." The old Taoist looked at Hanba, and blood suddenly gushed out from the corner of his mouth, and his white beards were dyed red in an instant. "Hanba, why did the Master of Dharma have missed the Jialan from Shengyan Temple, why?"

Han Zuo Yuyi suddenly thought of something, her delicate body trembled slightly, and her breathing suddenly became rapid.

"Everything is a scam." The old Taoist spit out a mouthful of blood and smiled to the sky, "It's all a scam!"

The long sword was leaning on the ground, his hands trembled slightly, Galan gasped violently, the yellow Rong robe was covered in blood, and the black wolf head protective gear was even more bloody. The strength was exhausted, but the fighting spirit soared into the sky.

"Hanzhai..." The old Taoist suddenly shouted wildly, "Go away!" He rose up and brought up the fallen leaves in the sky, like a howling roaring towards Galan more than ten steps away.

"gentlemen……"

The Han Jia shouted and shouted sadly, and he was about to chase after him. At this moment, a long arrow penetrated the colorful fallen leaves and roared. The Han Jiao dodged by lightning. "Swish swish swish..." More long arrows shot from the forest, and the sound of horse hooves was close at hand. The Han Jiao floated like the wind, and instantly sank into the vast sea of ​​leaves. After a few ups and downs, there was no trace again.

"Kill!" Galan shouted violently, and the long sword roared, and his body ran like a tiger, rolling up fallen leaves on the ground.

Two violent figures collided with each other, and the sound of gold and iron clashed into the sky, and countless fallen leaves roared and flew in the sword light, with strong winds blowing, and the leaves were full of waves.

"kill!"

The roar was like thunder and thrilling.

The lingering sound is still echoing in the wind, but the fierce battle stops, and the colorful fallen leaves are like snowflakes, falling gracefully.

Long hair flew, long swords flowed blood, and Galan stood proudly.

The sword fell to the ground, and blood spurted. The old Taoist looked at the golden fallen leaves all over the sky, slowly closed his eyes, and fell with the wind.

=

Li Shimin's eyes were filled with evil eyes and glared at Mo Heshi.

Changsun Wuji closed his mouth and said nothing. He couldn't speak at this time, so he just waited and watched the changes.

Mo Heshi Ashina Ni knew the identity of the two, and the possibility of killing people was slim, but he would not let them leave. Unconsciously, they were trapped in a conspiracy, and what role would they play in this conspiracy? Li Shimin was unwilling to think about it, but Changsun Wuji could not have thought of it, but he believed that his second brother would not let them be hurt.

Neither side spoke, the sword was tense, the air was stagnant and nervous.

"Ao..." Blizzard's cheerful roar broke the suffocating atmosphere.

Everyone turned their heads to look at the poplar forest. A Great Sui guard wearing a yellow Rong robe rode out from the poplar forest. As the distance got closer, the blood on the Rong robe was clearly visible, and the wolf's head protective gear and long hair were also stained with blood. Before the person arrived, a sharp murderous aura and a strong smell of blood had already hit him.

A team of black Turkic knights followed closely, with several empty horses carrying corpses, and some broken limbs and broken arms were penetrated by spears, and they were raised by the knights.

The bodies were piled up in a piece, and someone searched for property.

The Great Sui guard rode his horse to Moheshi Ashina Nishu and took off the black wolf-headed protective gear.

Li Shimin's pupils suddenly contracted, and his anger gushed out uncontrollably. He opened his mouth and cursed, "Shameless traitor!"

Changsun Wuji hurriedly winked at him and signaled him not to talk nonsense. Now he was blinded. He didn't know who is right or who is wrong at all. What are you cursing randomly? If you annoyed these thieves, wouldn't you ask for trouble?

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Galan and Asanna Nishu looked at each other and smiled.

"How many have you left?"

"one."

Ashi Nashu frowned slightly, looked up and down at the blood on Galan's body, "I've killed too many people, aren't you afraid of misleading things?"
To be continued...