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There are more than forty people on the side of Li Chaozong, and there are more than 50 people on the side of Yan Feixue. They have an advantage in the number of people. Both sides of the battle are purple masters. After the hands-on, there are all kinds of purple atmosphere.
As a last resort, the south wind can only withdraw the aura that has traveled from the meridian to the sea of air, so as to filter out the many purple gases.
The Shangqing Dao, headed by Yan Feixue, had completed the formation of the troops before the hands-on. After they started, they should take the lead, but the result was not the case. After the Xiwei Wuren rushed out of the inn, it was not casually arrested. Looking around, picking up opponents, some of the martial artists on the west side rushed to the east and hosted the Taoists there.
"Let me see, let me see." The fat man came over and snatched a window.
At the same time as Yan Feixue and Li Chaozong, other martial arts and Taoists have already gone through a round. Although it is only a round, there have been serious deaths and injuries, and most of the deaths and injuries are those of the Qing Dynasty.
Seeing that there are many injuries and falls, the fat man is very confused. "Hey, what about you?"
"They used a hidden weapon." The south wind whispered, the daodao people saw each other coming, they opened the posture, but many martial artists did not make a positive move, but raised their hand to send a hidden weapon, the dark weapon lacked light and frankness, In the right way, the people in the right way did not care. The Shangqing Taoist did not expect that the other party would use the hidden weapon, and they could not prevent it.
"What are the green smokers?" The fat man asked again.
"Poison." The south wind pushes the fat man to the right. This guy has a big head and accounts for more than half of the windows.
"Is this OK?" said the fat man.
The south wind did not pick up the words. The Western Weiwu people did not pick their opponents at random, but looked for the targets set before. This shows that Li Chaozong and others are well prepared. They have previously clarified the situation of many purple and real people in the Qing Dynasty. It has been arranged in advance for the most appropriate response.
Most of the Taoist weapons are long swords. Those who hold long swords are often used by the warriors who use the bronze cymbals and the rulers. The bladeless cymbals and the rulers are the nemesis of the long sword. After the confrontation, the warriors try their best to attack. The sword is not in the hands of the Taoist. After a while, several Taoists can't avoid being cut off.
In addition to the long sword, the dust is also a common weapon in the gate. The dust is the awkward sweep of the short whip and the acupuncture point of the judge. The weapons used by the warriors against them are mostly spunlace and short-sword knives. I can't play the power.
Those who have lost their weapons can also fight with each other with their fists and feet, but those who are poisoned are extremely critical, have a bad breath, and have unstable pace.
Those poisoned Taoists were besieged by more than three martial artists. They were often traumatized and wounded at any time.
"Why don't they kill those priests?" the fat man asked in confusion.
In the mouth of the fat man, they refer to the martial artists who besieged the poisoned Taoist priests. Unlike the fat man’s watching, the south wind is the doorway. “They use the politicians as bait to kill those who come from the aid.”
"It's really mean." The fat man sighed."It is indeed insidious." The south wind nodded. The Western Weiwu people had a certain degree of advancement and retreat, and the division of labor was clear. This required a lot of preliminary preparations. This shows that Li Chaozong was prepared for this time, and he clearly wanted to wipe out the Qingzong. .
There will be death and injury in the fight. From time to time, some people will be killed by swords, blood will be sprayed from the throat, the palms of the hands will be smashed, the weapons will pass through the chest, the blood will splash, the residual limbs will fall, the tragedy will be frequent, and it will be shocking.
Seeing that his own side was in the downwind, Yan Feixue hurriedly shouted and ordered, "Developing strengths and avoiding shortcomings.
At the same time ordered, Li Chaozong was deceived, shrugged his arm and sent his right palm to take Yan Fei Xue’s chest and abdomen.
Yan Feixue has two auxiliary guards around him. One of them saw the situation is not good, hurriedly swayed and moved in front of Yan Feixue.
Li Chaozong’s palm was full of aura, and the man’s body aura was instantly shaken. After the palm of his hand, he vomited blood and fell down.
Seeing that the underarm was seriously injured and dying, Yan Fei was very angry with the snow. He screamed at the edge of the sword. The blade used by this man was not a long sword, nor a dust, but two shining white feather fans.
The weapon appeared, Yan Fei Xue slanted and slanted, and the double fan made a knife, and attacked Li Chaozong.
Li Chaozong moved sideways, avoiding Yan Feixue's embarrassing offensive. At the same time, his hands copied each other, waiting for his hands to pull out his sleeves, and his hands were put on a pair of golden gloves.
"Does the Taoist use the spell?" The fat man asked curiously. He had no fixed candidates for the battle. He played where he played.
The south wind did not know which fat group the fat man was referring to, and he did not answer the words. Li Chaozong wore gloves for the color of the green gold, which was very soft. It must have been a golden iron shovel and melted, and the white feather fan of Yan Feixue was easily resisted. A series of fires.
After a few rounds, Yan Feixue changed his body to a straight body, his arms stretched out and he spun rapidly, such as the winged top, which attacked Li Chaozong.
Li Chaozong can't cope, he can only evade.
The south wind looked away elsewhere. After Yan Feixue ordered it, the Qing Dynasty Taoist changed his style of play and tried to keep a distance from his opponent. He tried to use the aura of the body to attack the enemy.
The Taoist martial arts skills are not as fancy and varied as the Jianghu martial arts, but the martial arts also have their own drawbacks. They are limited by the practice of qi, and their aura repair is generally lower than that of the Shang dynasty. You can break through and attack the enemy. At this time, the Qing Dynasty people use this method. They don’t fight with each other, and they don’t compare with each other. They only compete with each other for aura.
The Western Weiwu people have the heart and the Taoist to fight close to each other, and often try to break through the closeness. When the breakthrough occurs, there are many people who are injured in the middle of the hand. If they are hit, the aura of the body will be smashed and there is no aura. A palm is enough to kill.
Although it was catching up and killing, the two sides did not spread around. They were always within two miles of Li Chaozong and Yan Feixue. The battle was carried out in the air, except for the roof and the stepping on the ground. The rotten hoe, the building in the town is not seriously damaged.
There are more battle groups, and the fat man doesn't know where to look. After counting left and right, he starts counting the number of people on both sides. "Don't you say that the martial arts must have suffered heavy casualties? How is the Taoist dying?""Look and see." The South Wind said casually, the correct method can certainly make up for its own defects, but the aura of the aura will appear sooner or later, the aura is the capital of the practitioners, and in the end, still have to spell the amount of money.
After a few more rounds, the poison used was also used. The hidden weapon was thrown away. The advantage of the warrior began to weaken. The Taoist gradually regained the disadvantage, but the use of Aura’s telescope also had a big flaw, that is Aura will consume a lot of money, once the aura is exhausted, it becomes a fish on the plate.
"Quickly use the Tao, what to do with them." The fat man is anxious for those people. Although he is a monk with no position, the south wind is a Taoist, loves the house and Wu, and he also hopes that the Shangzong can prevail.
"Don't be embarrassed." The south wind frowned, but in reality those people have been trying to use the spell, but the other side is trying to attack, they have no chance to pinch the trick or recite the spell.
For the melee in the field, Nanfeng is more concerned about the safety of Zhuge Juanju. From the sky, he did not find Zhuge Juanju, but he searched from the ground. At this time, the Yaowang couple did not personally go into battle, but stayed on the ground for the wounded West Weiwu. Hemostasis healed, Zhuge Yujuan is assisting the lining from the side.
As the saying goes, there is a specialization in Taoism. Wang Zhongzhi's injury is accurate and decisive. He is very skillful, his arms are lifted, and his fingers are linked. He can apply medicine to stop bleeding. Change the knife on the upper clamp, wear the needle lead, and it will be able to continue the bone reinforcement in a moment.
Seeing that Wang Zhong and his wife did not personally go into battle, the south wind was secretly relieved. The two sides belonged to different camps. Wang Zhong was also incapable of healing the wounded martial arts of the West Wei. Even if the Qing dynasty finally gained the upper hand, it would not be difficult for the three of them.
Li Chaozong naturally knows what is wrong with his own side, so he only stormed the storm, in order to get Yan Feixue as soon as possible, as long as he took Yan Feixue, the war can be terminated immediately.
At this time, the two auxiliary guards of Yan Feixue had already suffered one death and one injury. Yan Feixue himself was injured in the body, and an aura was exhausted. When he was able to take advantage of the opportunity, he was caught by Li Chaozong, flying in the air, straight in the lower abdomen.
One hit, Li Chaozong tried to stop, kicked the person who came to intercept, and the right fist came out again, and he would take back the Yanfan Snowfly, which was pinching the white fan.
Yan Feixue was hit hard, the atmosphere was unstable, the Yuanshen was turbulent, and the screaming of a different kind of appearance was a huge white-eyed pheasant.
After the barking, the white dragonfly fluttered high, and it was easy to escape the fierce recruitment of Li Chaozong.
"Where to go?!" Li Chaozong raised his breath and shouted at the same time. At the same time, his arms jerked, and a pair of huge red feathered giant wings emerged from behind his eyes, and the two wings blasted and swelled...
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