"How is the situation inside Second Master Uncle?"
"Uncle Second Master!?"
The sounds coming from outside were intermittent, but became louder and faster.
It only took a moment from Qi Difu to enter the Tianxuan Palace and the sound of inquiries coming from outside.
And this voice is Yunzhang's voice, even Lian Lianye can recognize it.
Qi Difu was escorted into Tianxuan Palace by Yunzhang, so Yunzhang paid special attention to it.
The second uncle jumped into the Tianxuan Palace from the hole in the wall. If Mr. Suo was seriously injured and unconscious, then the second uncle should obviously answer his question immediately. However, he asked so many times, but he never got a reply.
It can explain that there is something strange in the palace!
Qi Difu was only three feet away from the damaged wall hole with his back to him. He was probably less than four feet away from Yun Zhang outside. The distance was so close that Yun Zhang's voice could be clearly heard.
But he closed his lips tightly and remained silent.
In fact, he wanted to respond, and he tried. However, when he found that he had no words left, he realized that he only had the last breath left.
If you use this tone to respond to Yunzhang, you can do it, but he will definitely be shot to death by Master Suo.
If he continues to fight Master Suo with this tone, he may have a chance to kill Master Suo.
After a moment of weighing, the sixty-year-old Taoist's eyes were firm and he had no other thoughts!
Qi Difu was unable to respond, while Suo Ye did not dare to say a word. He could also call for help from outside the palace, but he knew that Qi Difu could not last long, so he simply remained silent to avoid being the first to introduce Yuntian Temple.
It's your own fault.
Yunzhang called several more times, but still no one answered.
Accompanied by two miserable screams, a white shadow jumped in from the hole in the wall.
The white figure is undoubtedly Yunzhang.
And those two screams should be from the members of the Nether Sect who blocked Yunzhang from entering the temple.
As soon as Yunzhang entered the palace, he saw clearly what was going on in the palace. Qi Difu and Suo Ye were facing each other. The two of them were at a critical moment. If anyone was affected, he would be affected by the double impact.
How could Yunzhang hesitate? He raised his sword and was about to stab Mr. Suo.
Unexpectedly, there was a sudden burst of light and darkness in the palace, which was particularly dazzling.
Yunzhang's first reaction was to turn around and confront the enemy!
Sure enough, three members of the Nether Sect followed.
It was the entrance of the cave that only allowed one person to jump into at the same time, but the three of them followed so quickly. Yun Zhang really couldn't imagine what it would be like if the door of Tianxuan Palace opened wide and members of the Netherworld Sect swarmed in. And he
There was no time to think too much, so he had to focus on facing the enemy.
At this moment, Qi Hongli, the seventh elder outside the palace, was still fighting fiercely with Ye Shang, while Qi Zhouling, the sixth elder, was one against two, stopping the crying lady and Ye Ye, who had only one hand left.
There are only about ten members of the Nether Sect left, and these ten or so people are not only powerful and flexible, but also mentally close to the average person's level. They are obviously elite members.
After these elite cult members were ordered not to intervene in the elder-level fights, they concentrated on dealing with the four Yuntian Temple disciples and gained the upper hand.
Yunzhang's ability to break through the siege was the result of the joint efforts of the four people, which was really a fluke.
The elite congregants followed him in time, which was completely expected.
Seeing three elite cultists stopping Yunzhang, Mr. Suo felt a little relieved.
But when he saw the expressionless Qi Difu, whose face was gradually drooping due to the gradual loss of energy and blood, and the eyes staring straight at him, Mr. Suo couldn't help but stand on his back.
It seemed that the person in front of him was not a rickety old man, but an unlucky man who was about to fall into the abyss. He knew clearly that he would fall to pieces, but he still held on to his ankle tightly, which was exactly what the old saying said.
, I will have someone to support me even if I die!
Of course Mr. Suo will hold on. He is not like the old man in front of him. He has lived enough and has no thoughts. He still wants to be able to eat and drink with his brothers every day without any scruples. How can he fall down so easily?
Mr. Suo immediately calmed down and decided that as long as he could survive half a cup of tea, this smelly old man would die of his own accord.
The situation between the two of them here is calm for now.
On the other side, Yunzhang was completely at a disadvantage under the siege of three elite cultists.
Although they are outnumbered and outnumbered at the same time, four pairs of eyes can always see more than one pair of eyes, and four pairs of hands and feet can do more than one pair of hands and feet.
But in a situation where one versus three, Yunzhang was a bit stretched.
The weapons of the three elite members of the Nether Sect are the finger tiger, the sickle, and the heavy hammer.
Not only is the strength of a long army but also the danger of a short army.
The swing frequency of the heavy hammer was the lowest, but Yunzhang had to avoid every blow.
The finger tiger is slightly less powerful, but it can easily get close to the body. In addition, the finger tiger in the hands of this elite cult member has thorns on the tip. It is not easy for Yunzhang to avoid heavy punches and prevent them from being pierced into the flesh, but he cannot stop him from easily attacking.
There were blood marks all over his body.
However, the one who wielded the sickle seemed to be the weakest among the three, and could rarely pose a threat to Yunzhang.
Even so, Yunzhang seemed to have angered a wild cat in heat, and soon his white robe was scratched, and four neat bloody claw marks could be seen everywhere.
Fortunately, there was no poison on the thorn, otherwise, he would have died of ulcers all over his body.
Don't think that these injuries are just wounds of flesh and blood, but essence and blood are the foundation of life for people. The more essence and blood is lost, the person will lose vitality, lose energy, lose strength, and gradually lead to failure.
Although the injuries on Yunzhang's body are not serious, as the wounds increase, the loss of essence and blood also increases. The pills in his arms can either stop bleeding and relieve pain, calm the mind, or replenish the inner breath.
, he had already eaten it all before entering the Tianxuan Palace. Without the support of the medicine, he gradually lost focus and began to fall into a trance.
He twisted to avoid the finger that stabbed his heart, and then rolled backwards, barely avoiding the heavy hammer that almost hit his face. Then, he stood up suddenly, unable to stand firmly and staggered back.
During the fight, any unnecessary pause will be a fatal flaw.
Yunzhang realized that his situation was dire. Although his mind was struggling, he was unable to make his body obey the command. It seemed that at this moment, his body and soul were being separated.
The body and soul are one and the same. If the body is severely damaged, how can the soul still have a place to live?
Yunzhang could only watch helplessly as a dark shadow quickly grew in size in his pupils, but he was helpless.
Are you going to die here today?
What should I do with my younger brother? What should I do with my brothers and sisters in the temple?
No!
I can't fall down so early, even if I hold on to half a stick of incense, I can't fall down now!
Yunzhang roared in his heart!
In just a moment, his "death struggle" succeeded.
His soul returned to his body and he was finally able to use his hands and feet again.
But, it seems it's too late.
The man in black robes in front of him was so excited that he raised his sword and struck at him. The blade was only one foot away from his face.
Before his sword was raised, his first judgment was that it was too late.
It was too late to block the sickle with the horizontal sword!
Yun Zhang's newly ignited spark of survival was suddenly poured cold water on him, and Yun Zhang's heart was filled with ashes.
The face of the man in black robe was cold and his eyes were dull. There were not twenty but fifteen members of the Nether Sect who died under Yun Zhang's sword tonight. He had never carefully observed the faces of these people.
But at this moment, he could see it very clearly. Perhaps this person had completely occupied his sight, or perhaps this person would be the last face he saw in his life.
He regretted that his life was so short, but he quickly convinced himself that who would live without regrets?
The man in black robe is like a monster from the darkness, hiding himself quietly until the most critical moment, only to reveal his sharp claws and deliver a fatal blow.
With good prediction and wind-like movement skills, it turned out that the man in black robe with the sickle had been hiding his strength.
Yunzhang felt as if he had been teased. Although he had accepted his fate, he did not want to make it easier for the man in black robe.
He still raised his sword, not to block, but to stab forward.
The sickle would strike him on the head first, and he would take advantage of that moment to pierce the black-robed man's belly with his sword and die together!
!
For a moment, Yunzhang felt a shock in his hand, his mouth went numb, and the sword in his hand was almost knocked off.
Then, he felt a shock in his ears. He had never heard the sound of swords clashing so deafeningly.