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Chapter 938 Decisive Battle 01

An unloving young man dared to face all the elites of Nestorianism alone. This made the Confucian sects feel ashamed and feared that others would think they were timid, so they followed him and killed him.

The actions of an unloving young man are like lighting a fuse, and the heads are like a dam full of water, overflowing and spreading down.

There are seventy or eighty masters from the Shenwu Pavilion and the princes and counties. Just as Li Jingtang was about to speak, Lin Fengzhi stopped him and said, "Three of you, please be on guard against fraud and let the Confucian people fight first."

Regardless of whether it is a scam or not, there is no harm in letting the Confucian people consume Nestorianism first, and then they can clean up the mess.

Li Jingtang lost dozens of masters from the Shenwu Pavilion last night. He hated Nestorianism so much that he wanted to rush in and kill Dong Jin and others with his own hands to clear away the gloom in his heart.

On the other side, the remaining dozen or so people are already a small force in the Shenwu Pavilion. If a few more die, even if Nestorianism can be eradicated, there will be no way to explain to a large person when they return.

Thinking of this, I used Lin Fengzhi's excuse: "To avoid fraud, wait a little longer."

Yu Baiyi has an insight into the overall situation. Her goal is not just a small group of minions. To capture the thief first, capture the king. As long as Wei Wuji is captured, all the Nestorian elites will be defeated like a mountain.

Lightning crackled, a silver light flashed, and the ravine was bright. From a distance, I saw an old man pointing out the country. It was undoubtedly Wei Wuji.

Yu Baiyi immediately flew down towards a white rainbow without saying a word, and the disciples of Lei Yuan Sect immediately followed him.

Gu Yuyao was the last one to act. She looked back at Xie Fu and said, "You stay here."

After that, the people rushed down to the bottom of the ravine.

Xie Fu said to the two women beside him: "This is my aunt, you two remember to protect her safety at all times."

Hongye didn't know if he was jealous, but he said: "I only protect your safety, I can't care about other people."

Xie Fu said: "This is my wife's cousin. If anything happens, I will be spanked when I go back."



Hongye sneered: "Okay."

Seeing that the two sides had met and were fighting together, and the people of Shenwu Pavilion would not be justified if they did not take action, Li Jingtang said coldly: "There is no need to show mercy, as long as they are Nestorian remnants, they will be killed without mercy!"

Master Tianjing heard the words, but for some reason he recited the Buddha's name: "Anita Buddha."

Xie Fu sarcastically said: "Master Tianjing, at this moment, I don't know how you can save all sentient beings?"

Many things make no sense at all, like two wolves fighting for territory.

This is true for animals, and so is human beings. Only victory has the right to survive. This has been true since ancient times.

When Xie Fu reached the bottom of the pit, he couldn't help but look shocked.

In front of you is a huge Shura field, with hundreds of people fighting on each side. Under the flash of lightning, the flash of swords, everyone is fighting fiercely, forgetting life and death.

Blood and flesh were spattered everywhere, and the screams of death were intertwined. The scene was extremely horrifying.

There are thresholds for martial arts. Every martial artist is selected from thousands. If this group of people is used on the battlefield, they can almost fight against thousands of troops.

It's a pity that they are killing each other and wasting them.

On the Nestorian side, it seems that all the elites came out, with six departments of Taoism coming out at the same time. Xiao Xiong, the Jijiao envoy, led one, Miao Xian, the Guanjiao envoy, led one, Dong Jin, the Neo-Confucian envoy, led one, and Wuji, the Western Protector of Laws, led two.

This is a decisive battle between the two sides.

Xie Fu's eyes could not find any trace of the Nestorian Saint, and he felt something was wrong in his heart. Since it was a decisive battle, why was the Nestorian Saint not the backbone, and only Wei Wuji was in charge.

In Xie Fu's opinion, Lan Ning is much more powerful than Wei Wuji through some magical skills he has practiced.

She was able to defeat many masters by herself, so why did Wei Wuji, Xiao Xiong and others struggle to support her?

Wei Wuji is very powerful. He can fight alone against the three leading masters of Tianwu Sect, Danxia Sect, and Canglong Sect without falling behind at all.

Xiao Xiong, Miao Xian, and Dong Jin are also very powerful. If everyone in the Nestorian religion were Xiao Xiong, Miao Xian, etc., they would naturally be invincible masters.

It's a pity that there are too few masters like them among the Nestorian sects. Even if they are fighting against nearly ten Confucian sects, it is already very difficult and they are at a disadvantage.

When the masters from Shenwu Pavilion and various princes' palaces arrived, Nestorianism was immediately defeated.

Li Jingtang led more than a dozen masters to charge forward in a straight line, but none of them could make a move, and those who stood in his way were immediately killed.

These dozen people were no less terrifying than the nearly ten sects and hundreds of Confucian sects. Those who survived last night were all the elites of the Shenwu Pavilion.

Li Jingtang's goal was very clear. Dong Jin, the Neo-Confucian envoy, and the Li Department led by him.

When the killing came, Li Jingtang shouted loudly: "Fellow Confucians, this Nestorian Zaili Department will be dealt with by our Shenwu Pavilion."

Before these Confucian disciples could react, their fighting opponents were quickly snatched away.

The corpse poison on his body has been detoxified, and his true energy can be used freely, which is completely different from last night.

A dozen masters of the Shenwu Pavilion were like a whirlwind, and nearly a hundred members of the Zaili Department were slaughtered in a short time.

This cannot be called a battle at all. There is a huge disparity in strength between the two sides, and it is a unilateral massacre.

Without the use of conspiracy and trickery, the Zai Li Department was simply hitting the stone with an egg when facing the Shenwu Pavilion.

By the time Dong Jin came to his senses, all of his men had fallen, and in front of him stood a dozen masters led by Li Jingtang, all of whom were unharmed.

Among these dozen people, Li Jingtang was not the only one who could kill Dong Jin, and there were also many who could tie with Dong Jin.

But no one had any intention of taking action against Dong Jin, because the head belonged to the three major men.

If I don't kill Dong Jin myself, I'm afraid it will become a lifelong worry for the three adults.

Li Jingtang smiled and said: "Dong Jin, I said I would kill you."

Although there was only one person left, Dong Jin looked stern and showed no fear: "Li Jingtang, I have always wanted to test your depth."

Li Jingtang raised one palm and said proudly: "I can deal with you with just one hand!"

"Li Jingtang! Then I will let you know how powerful I am!"

After saying that, Dong Jinren and his sword turned into a sharp arrow and stabbed Li Jingtang.

Li Jingtang calmly raised his arms and stretched his palms. When the sword reached Li Jingtang, it suddenly slowed down and then bent.

Like stroking a child's forehead, Li Jingtang lightly pressed his palm on Dong Jin's Yintang area. Dong Jin immediately stood there blankly, with blood flowing out of his seven holes.

"Forty-seven, how about it?"

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! This is how Li Jingtang wants to wash away the shame on Shenwu Pavilion.

Dong Jin smiled strangely: "Li Jingtang, you still have to die here."

Li Jingtang's face turned cold, he exerted force on his palms, and his true energy burst out, instantly blasting Dong Jin into bloody dregs, leaving no hair left.

Ye Feng's duty is to protect Xie Fu's safety, this is not his battle.

As for Hongye and Su Zaomou, they turned a blind eye without Xie Fu's instructions.

Only Tie Xue was concerned. Seeing that Nestorianism was in a huge disadvantage, there was no need for him to take action.

His instinct as a policeman allowed him to focus more on the overall situation and be wary of Nestorian machinations.

Suddenly he said: "No, there are only five schools fighting, while Nestorianism has six schools of Taoism."

Ye Feng said: "Perhaps Nestorianism no longer has six branches."

When the Nestorian religion was in great power, there was one leader, the Sun and Moon Kings, the elders protecting the four directions, and the six envoys of the Dao. In today's decisive battle, only the Western Protector Wuji and the three envoys can be successful.

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It is far inferior to what it was back then. Otherwise, without a Taoist master to lead the army, why would they dare to attack Nestorianism?

At this moment, the top of the pit suddenly shimmered with silver light, and nearly a hundred bronze mirrors seemed to appear at the same time.

No need to guess, it is another conspiracy set up by Nestorianism.

Ye Feng blurted out: "This is the last one."

In the sky where dark clouds were originally dense, the dark clouds seemed to be attracted by some kind of force and quickly gathered towards the top of the pit. The clouds were as dark as ink, and the sound of crackling electricity spread from the sky to the ground, clearly reaching the ears.

In the eyes of Master Tianjing, this scene was just like when Xie Fu used the Small Heavenly Thunder to Destroy the Gods that day.

The thunder that day was caused by the human power of Shenao, but at this moment, the trend is like the power of God, and it wants to destroy everyone in the entire pit.

Master Tianjing said in surprise: "Could it be that Nestorianism wants to perish together!"

After hearing this, Tie Xue saw that the Nestorian people showed no fear on their faces, and all of them looked forward to death, and immediately felt that this was possible.

There was only a long, sharp crack in the sky, and lightning spread down like a power grid.

Master Tianjing made a prompt decision: "Bujie! Supreme Vajra City!"

The monks were immediately positioned in the four directions, with Master Tianjing in the middle. As they chanted and formed eighteen seals, a golden wheel of Ruyi wheel covered everyone including Master Xie.


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