Once the formation's eye was destroyed, it was as if thousands of troops had lost their leader and were immediately thrown into chaos.
Luo Changqing, He Guini and the three Mages were not violent and murderous people. Seeing that the "four-door pocket formation" had been broken, they just worked together to block the blocking swords, then rushed out of the formation and attacked the enemy with one strike.
Yang Zhaoxi retreated and moved closer.
Luo Changqing made a flame with his hands and made a "Holy Fire Ceremony" to Yang Chaoxi: "This brother has extraordinary skills. With one person's power, the decline can be reversed instantly. But I don't know his name? Please tell me, I am a good protector."
You ask the holy aunt for merit."
Yang Zhaoxi hurriedly returned the gift, but said in his heart: Although your Zoroastrianism claims to "follow good and hate evil as much as hatred", your words and deeds are often paranoid and perverse, and do not understand the world. For example, the holy law of "judgment of good and evil" is like child's play.
I killed hundreds of people in Tongyuan Canal and provoked people in the rivers and lakes to attack me, but it was not unfair at all. Although I wore lotus clothes and a face scarf, I was a "Xibei" believer, and I still didn't use my real name.
Show people how wonderful it is.
Thinking of this, Yang Chaoxi bowed and replied: "Master Protector, my humble surname is He Jiulang. I am a hunter who grew up in Mang Mountain."
Luo Changqing nodded slightly. From the sound of his voice, he knew that he was just a young man. To have such skill, he must have learned from the master hermit. He became more and more curious about his origins.
But at this time, it was not appropriate to exchange greetings. After asking for his name, he turned to look at Tongxuan Temple Mo Zhiyu and said coldly: "Since the winner has been decided, I would like to ask the Taoist priests of the two temples to step aside so that I can call you Zhuo."
Teach the people to enter the village."
Kang Saiyin was also full of suspicion. He naturally knew that the young man in front of him was Yang Chaoxi, but for a moment he couldn't figure out why he was so secretive and gave a false name... Could it be because he had just severely injured many Taoist priests and was afraid of being retaliated against later?
?It seems that Mr. Xi is quite cautious in his actions.
Kang Saiyin didn't know that on the day of Tongyuan Canal, when Yang Chaoxi fought against the eighteen missionaries alone, Luo Changqing and others had actually seen Yang Chaoxi's true appearance from a distance. But today, Yang Chaoxi and everyone
Like a believer, he wore a crimson lotus robe and a moon-white scarf on his face, so he was not recognized on the spot.
Seeing that the formation had been broken, Mo Zhiyu and other Taoist priests from Tongxuan Temple turned from attack to defense and gathered together again. They still blocked the official road entrance in front of Xianglu Village.
At this time, seeing that all the Zoroastrian leaders were out of trouble, and both Taoist priests were defeated by six Zoroastrian monsters, they knew that there was nothing they could do. They had no choice but to be unwilling and shouted in vain: "Humph! Monsters, don't be proud! Even if you have surpassed the Taoist master,
At this level, the Jianghu brothers behind me are not as kind-hearted as Master Dao..."
He refused to give in, but waved away the Taoist priests from Tongxuan Temple with his arms, letting the official way out.
Luo Changqing chuckled: "Then I won't bother Taoist Master!"
Having said that, let's go first. Luoyang altar leader He Guini, three mages Kangsaiin, Minap and Shita Li followed closely behind, leading the Zoroastrian believers like a red stream, pouring into Xianglu Village.
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Kang Saiyin and the other three mages had always been careful. In order to prevent these Taoist priests from betraying their promises, they all stood with their backs to the congregation and held their staffs. They stared at the Taoist priests with unkind expressions on the side of the official road to prevent them from getting angry and hurting others.
However, Yang Chaoxi, a disciple of "Xibei", "went away after business and hid his identity and reputation". He got into the congregation early and was soon nowhere to be found.
Mo Zhiyu's face was gloomy, and he and his fellow disciples in Guanzhong watched hundreds of Zoroastrian demons passing by in large numbers, but there was nothing they could do about it. He also looked at the fellow Taoists in Jingyun Guan, who had seen his master's disadvantage and most of them were injured, but felt sad in their hearts.
Feeling a bit happy:
It seems that Qu Bingyu, the master of Guan Guan, is really rough but not as good as outsiders say. Take the "Three Talents Formation" and "Four-door Pocket Bottom Formation" that have been practiced for many years as an example. If it is an ordinary street fight,
, naturally it was of no use. But like today, when the two teams fought each other, the power of this formation became apparent. In the end, it was able to trap the Zoroastrian master for a long time without being able to break free. It was really proud of him!
However, in the end, the formation was still broken by the demon. As a result, the high spirits at the beginning quickly fell down, and they could no longer raise any fighting spirit.
When Mo Zhiyu saw that all the Zoroastrian monsters had entered the village, he waved his fly whisk. The brothers immediately realized what they were doing and hurriedly dispersed to help the injured Jingyun Temple Taoist friends one by one and carry them to the official road.
In the open space on the side, he immediately took out the wound medicine from his arms and treated their wounds.
The Taoist priest who had his right hand cut off had a face as golden as paper due to heavy bleeding. What started as a cry of pain turned into a feeble moan. The Taoist priest Tongxuanguan found a wine gourd and poured some water into his body.
Yellow wine slurry was poured on the fracture to prevent the fracture from becoming swollen and ulcerated due to wind poison.
It was just the heart-gnawing pain that caused the Taoist priest's body to twist into an incredible shape. After a scream, he fainted from the pain. The Tongxuanguan Taoist priest then tore off a few pieces of linen from his Taoist robe and pulled the Taoist priest's body into an incredible shape.
Tie the fracture tightly...
The Zoroastrian red stream poured into Xianglu Village, but no one spoke except for the "ta-ta-da" footsteps. The team was mighty and huge, but it was surprisingly silent.
In the shops on both sides of the official road, countless pairs of incomprehensible eyes were cast, mixed with many whispers. After all, there have been rumors that Zoroastrian believers have always acted cunningly and kept secret. The actions of so many believers in such a high-profile manner, for decades,
It was also the first time for everyone to see it.
Despite numerous strange looks, the Zoroastrian believers remained calm and walked forward unhurriedly.
It wasn't until Luo Changqing, the protector of Xuantu, led the believers to a ferry where the boat was docked that the believers sat down on the ground and looked at the vast blue waves of Luoshui: Mage said when we set out, just two days ago,
The new generation saint has boarded a boat in Chang'an and traveled down the river. It is expected that she will arrive at Xianglu Village this afternoon.
Luo Changqing and He Guini stood by the ferry, occasionally chatting. Most of the time, like the believers, they looked at the distant mountains of Luoshui in trance.
Luoshui is like a bronze mirror, reflecting the majestic power of Xianglu Mountain on the water surface, and dyeing it a green color, which is like copper green. The soft peak line twists with the restless ripples, and the shape of the mountain looks like
Like a living giant beast, it swims under the water, waiting for opportunities.
"Tap! Tread! Tread! Tread..." The sound of neat footsteps, from near to far, from small to loud, surrounded the ferry.
The hustle and bustle that filled Xianglu Village just now quickly faded away, as if they were frightened by the footsteps.
Strong uneasiness rose in the hearts of every believer, and soon expanded into new panic... Unconsciously, the believers stood up one after another, with their pupils narrowed, looking towards the direction from which the sound came. The hands hidden under the lotus clothes,
He couldn't help but start to tremble.
Just when most of the believers were panicking, they saw two dense bushes of long branches suddenly sticking out from the end of their field of vision, on both sides of the crossing!
The long pole quickly turned this way, and under the pole were warriors in regular uniforms, all with stern expressions.
A group of warriors have thick eyebrows and beards, high cheekbones, and horizontal knives hanging on their belts, making a clanging sound! A group of warriors all have handsome features, red lips, and iron swords hanging from their waists. You can tell at a glance that they are
The women, however, are all so heroic and lively that they are not inferior to men!
He Guini, the leader of the Luoyang General Altar, has grown up in Luoyang City since he was a child. He is very familiar with the allusions and changes in Luoyang City. Looking at the Changshan team gradually approaching, he immediately recognized: "Yuan family
'Mulan Guard'! Still exists in the world!"
Luo Changqing also frowned: "Descendant of Xianbei?"
He Kuini's eyes were solemn and he nodded: "To be precise, he is a descendant of the Xianbei royal family. In Luoyang City, the Xianbei Yuan family is also a wealthy family, but it is not the same as the 'Yuan' of Yuan Zai.
According to legend, more than a hundred years ago, after the Yuan clan ascended the throne, the 'Mulan Guards' had been slaughtered by the Gao clan. But I didn't expect that today, in the suburbs of Luoyang, they would reappear in their heroic glory!"
The gap between Luo Changqing's brows deepened a little deeper, and he said in a deep voice: "It's a pity that the person who came here is not kind! Master He, how good is the combat power of this 'Mulan Guard'? Can the few of us hold on for an extra moment and a half?"
He Guini sighed: "Mulan Guard was born out of the Forbidden Army. Not only are they proficient in bows and horses, but they are also well-trained in fists, feet and weapons. They are most used to sieges. What's even more surprising is that the female guards are more powerful than
Male guard. Therefore, if we want to fight with a small number against a large number, we are just thinking too wildly."
Without any further hesitation, Luo Changqing took out the bamboo basket from his arms and asked other protectors for help.
Although the holy aunt had already arranged for him to take the ordinary followers and wait at the foot of Xianglu Mountain to cover the other guardians' actions upstream. However, more than a hundred "Mulan Guards" suddenly appeared in Xianglu Village.
They are pressing forward step by step, but the danger is imminent!
If I don't ask for help, I will not regret my own death. But with so many brothers in the sect, I'm afraid...
However, as soon as the whistle came to his mouth, Luo Changqing saw that the two teams of "Mulan Guards" stopped four or five feet away from the congregation. They sat down on the spot and surrounded them without attacking.
Seeing these warriors approaching fiercely, hundreds of followers were all at a loss as they were just resting where they were. For a while, they couldn't stand or sit, so they could only talk in whispers.
Luo Changqing and He Guini looked at each other and saw four words in each other's eyes: baffling!
He Guini turned his head, looked at the believers, and pressed his hands slightly down. Many believers fell silent and sat down on the spot, and the scene returned to the silence it had just been.
Luo Changqing cleared his throat, stepped forward and cupped his hands: "I dare to ask you, but are you from the Yuan Mansion? I wonder why we are gathered here today?"
Although the more than a hundred Mulan Guards were sitting cross-legged, their long branches were still raised high. In front of Luo Changqing, they looked like a bamboo forest with a cold light.
The female guard closest to him glared and said, "Where do we come from, and what do we do to you? You people are so weird, gathering at the ferry, what are you doing?"
Luo Changqing was immediately struck speechless, and it took him a while to hold back a sentence: "I, Zoroastrian, am here, just waiting for someone."
The female guard saw that he was not afraid of so many long-handed men, so she put away her contempt and said, "I am waiting here to wait for someone."
Luo Changqing saw that he and the female guard were not talking to each other, and the others were ignoring him, so he could only turn back angrily, smiled bitterly at He Kuini and said: "I didn't find out anything. I think I just came here on the orders of the Yuan clan.
You have to join up with other people before you can take any action."
He Kuini thought thoughtfully: "From this point of view, there is indeed more than one force coming to Xianglu Village to make trouble for our Zoroastrian religion. We must be more careful."
Luo Changqing glanced at the "Mulan Guards" again: "As long as we don't take action, everything will be fine. Master He, the Holy Aunt asked us to wait here, which is actually the most leisurely errand. Now they are a few miles to the west.
Besides, I don’t know what the situation is like..."
While the two were talking, the sound of horse hooves trampling and neighing mixed together, coming from the direction of the official road and flying towards this side.
The Zoroastrian believers, who were calm at heart, suddenly became nervous again. They stretched their necks and looked in the direction of the sound.
Everyone in the Mulan Guards stood up with a "swish", all showing vigilance. The rear team quickly became the front team, with their long spears in their hands already straightened, heading towards the place where the sound of hoofbeats gradually grew louder.
Suddenly I saw a horse galloping ahead, with a black head and tail and a snow-white trunk. It was the rare Feiyun Cong!
Immediately, the man wiped his forehead with a red scarf, wore an iron suit and heavy armor, with dazzling spots on his back, and laughed heartily: "Master Li! Isn't the leader here yet?"