"Brother, isn't that great monk with long hair the same great monk we met on the river last year? I remember that you went to Jinling with him, but why are you being besieged by so many great masters now?"
Ma Benlei shouted in shock from the side.
In fact, in the main camp of Ten Thousand Horses City, except for the leader of the Iron Sword Sect who was calm and calm, and the old god didn't take it seriously, everyone else was shocked and inexplicably looking at the battle that was taking place in front of them.
This was indeed quite shocking. Not to mention anything else, the ten masters of unknown origins who besieged Buddhism shocked everyone.
Before the demon clan opened the seal of the Mokun Mountain Range, everyone could count the number of great masters among them on ten fingers. I remember that Dugu Yuheng, the leader of the Taihang Mountain Village, was shocked when he first entered the realm of the great master.
With this behemoth living in Hedong, they did not dare to besiege the Taihang Mountain villages again.
However, the ten Xuan Gong masters who appeared in front of them, wearing black feather uniforms and holding strange-shaped weapons in their hands, really shocked everyone. Isn't this too damn scary? So many great masters.
"Those are people from the Xuanyu Sect. They also belong to one of the twelve ancient sects. They have always been on the same level as Buddhism. Those ten people are the Xuanyu Ten Mohists of the Xuanyu Sect. They are a branch of the ancient Mohist Sect.
.Unexpectedly, this time Xuanyu Sect would send ten of them to the Central Plains to select emperors and talents. Saint, since they took action
When dealing with Buddhism, they will naturally not recognize your title as a saint of the human race. You have to be careful, they may attack you at any time." The tone of the master of the Iron Sword Sect finally fluctuated, obviously because he did not expect that this would have anything to do with them.
The ancient sect, which is comparable to the Iron Sword Sect, actually dispatched ten great masters at once.
Kang Long's scalp went numb when he heard it. He yelled in his heart, "Have you made a mistake when buying cakes? Damn it, there are ten great masters trying to attack you at once. What the hell is going on? Who am I recruiting?"
Who have you offended? You are looking for some ninja saint who knows better than this troublemaker. I thought it was funny for a while, but I didn't expect that I was involved.
This is just one of the twelve ancient sects. The people sent out at random are ten great masters. There are eight other sects. It’s scary to think about it.
"Brother, can you save them?" Ma Benlei asked nervously from the side. The boy finally felt scared. Ma Xingyun next to him said anxiously: "You brat, stay still! They are all great masters.
As for the masters, I am afraid that any one of them is not as good as my father. If he takes action rashly, he will be more dangerous than me."
Kang Long frowned and looked at the battlefield below, silent. In the battlefield, something changed at this moment. There was a master holding a black chain sickle in his hand. When the three great monks were overwhelmed, he suddenly shook the sickle.
, took advantage of the situation and harvested it towards Huiming's bald head.
This guy actually treated people's heads as crops to harvest. Looking at his posture, he clearly wanted to cut off Huiming's bald head with a sickle.
The other three great master-level monks shouted loudly at the same time with astonishing force. The three of them all used the authentic Buddhist lion's roar. A lion's roar can break a person's heart and lungs, not to mention three shouts at the same time, which is undoubtedly powerful.
It has been upgraded several levels.
The ten Grandmaster-level masters who surrounded them were unexpectedly shouted at. They all staggered and were almost thrown away. Especially the guy who was holding a sickle and wanted to harvest Huiming's head. He was shocked to the point that his seven holes were bleeding.
, collapsed and fell to the ground.
Huiming also escaped a disaster because of this. However, when the ten people of Xuanyu Sect reacted, they were all extremely angry. They did not expect that several bald heads who were about to die in their hands could actually use such power.
The lion roars.
"Master, I'm going to save those monks." Kang Long said hello to the Master of the Iron Sword Sect, and waved to his Mad Wolf Special Forces team, and two team members brought his Blood Wolf Sword over.
He did not ask the Iron Sword Sect Master whether he would take action. Although the Iron Sword Sect Master had just said that he would protect Kang Long's safety from now on, Kang Long did not take his words too seriously. How could such a thing be possible?
Based on his words, Kang Long believed that he truly recognized that he was a saint of the human race?
Kang Long grabbed the handle of the Blood Wolf Knife, smoothly pulled out the knife gate, and rushed towards the battle group below.
Kang Long did not call out to Monk Daoguang, he was going to save them. He just rushed over, obviously wanting to take advantage of the fierce fighting between the two sides and catch them off guard before Xuan Yu Sect knew his details.
People from the camp of Wumeng Kingdom and Xixia Kingdom stared at Kang Long in surprise. They did not expect that someone from Ten Thousand Horse City would rush into the battle group. People from both sides guessed Kang Long's identity at the same time.
For ordinary people, it may take a cup of tea to reach a distance of several hundred feet, but for a master like Kang Long who has entered the realm of a grand master and has achieved great success in Xuan Gong, it only takes a few breaths.
It’s just time.
Under the afterglow of the setting sun, the Blood Wolf Sword flashed with a gleam of death and struck at one of the men holding a broad sword in his hand.
This sword can be said to be the most proud sword that Kang Long has made since he mastered Xuan Gong! The power of the sword is like the Yangtze River, with a huge and majestic aura, slashing at Kang Long indomitably!
The Grand Master of the Xuanyu Sect who was holding a broad sword reacted very sharply. The moment Kang Long's Blood Wolf Sword struck him, he saw the light of the sword approaching and suddenly snorted coldly, originally slashing at the great monk Daoguang.
A sword appeared strangely under the Blood Wolf Sword.
There was a loud bang, and Kang Long's arm was numb from the shock of the head-on sword collision. He almost couldn't hold the Blood Wolf Sword. He was shocked in his heart at the ordinary-looking Grand Master of the Xuan Yu Sect in front of him, wearing a black feather coat.
Gao has strong arm strength and superb Xuan Gong.
Being slashed horizontally by Kang Long, the ten great masters of Xuanyu Sect suddenly stopped and withdrew from the battle circle. The three great monks from the Buddhist sect gasped and retreated beside the four master disciples, concentrating on alert.
"Amitabha! Thank you so much for your help." An old monk with a withered face proclaimed the Buddha's name and thanked him.
"Boy, Senior Brother Daoyuan really did not misjudge the person. I never thought that at the critical moment, you are so interesting!" Although the great monk Daoguang looked quite embarrassed, he looked at Kang Long with a look of joy on his face and shouted.
Although the people of Xuanyu Sect temporarily withdrew from the fighting circle, they did not leave there. Instead, they surrounded everyone in the circle together with Kang Long.
"Boy, where did you get this knife?" A cold voice interrupted the conversation between Kang Long and Monk Daoguang. His voice was cold and scary, and his eyes showed an extremely concerned look.
, waiting for Kang Long’s answer.
It wasn't that he didn't want to go directly to catch Kang Long and torture him, but because at this moment, Kang Long suddenly and without warning appeared in front of him a Grand Master master with an iron sword on his back, and he was a master at the peak of the Grand Master realm.