Chapter 1722

Luo Xuancheng is like an iron bucket now. Even a fly can't fly out. There are few people in Yingling hall, but all of them are top experts. They lead a team to capture them. If only Mengli is alone, it's hard to escape, and they also carry two oil bottles.

No, I have to go to support them. It's not a big problem for them to be caught, but they still have a lot of things to leave the sky.

No one would investigate the origin of these things after they went out of Luoxuan City, but if they were traced out now, Yin Litian would be speechless. In any case, the enemy was a fact, which could not be explained.

Liu Qian immediately said, "Your Highness, I have something urgent. I want to go home now. Take care of yourself."

Yin Fengmian's eyes flashed. The one who hurt him was the prince of the lion clan. But now there are three other demon clans. He felt that something was wrong, and Liu Qian's choice to leave here at this time seemed strange.

However, he nodded and said, "well, well, you can go back to Xiaoqi's house as soon as possible. Now there is a storm in Luoxuan city. It's hard to guarantee that no one will attack him."

Liu Qian nodded and left here directly. Yin Fengmian was endorsing him, admitting that he was going to the residence of Yin Litian.

It was a coincidence to save Yan Fengmian, but it was really the key. If Yan Fengmian died here, there would be endless trouble for Yan Lidian. Fortunately, he was met by himself.

Liu Qian was also very lucky.

He changed his face. Now he was wearing a black robe. He couldn't see his face clearly. Even the face inside the hood was covered with black air.

He went straight to baihualou.

By the time Liu Qian arrived, Mengli had already made friends with the experts in Yingling hall.

Just a look, Liu Qian knew that Meng Li had absolutely no way to deal with this man.

Mengli waves a long sword and makes a strong attack. The light of the sword is sharp. The soldiers on the side are scared. If they want to go up on their own, they will be torn apart by this fierce woman.

But the master of Yingling hall was not flustered at all. His face was calm. He even had a hand on his back. He was not calm. He was just like walking in a leisurely court. He just stretched out a hand to resist the sword light of Mengli.

I don't know. I thought he was blocking Mengli's sword with his hand. For these people, their movements were too fast for them to see clearly.

In fact, every time the master of Yingling hall hit the blade of the long sword, he could deflect Mengli's sword.

Among the people present, only Liu Qian and Chun Lin lying on the ground could see this.

So far, this master of Yingling hall is useless, otherwise Mengli should have been defeated.

But it won't be long.

Two of Mengli's men are surrounded by soldiers. Although the cultivation of these soldiers is not as good as the two men, they are the most elite imperial guards in the imperial city. They are proficient in the method of battle cooperation. The two people of Mengli fight for their rights. But after killing them, someone will make up for them. And unconsciously, they find that they are farther and farther away from the exit, And the two were separated, surrounded by enemies.

Dream glass see in the eye, anxious can't, he wants to go to rescue two people, but as long as he shows his intention, Yingling Temple master to stop.

Mengli was forced to bite her teeth and said, "go away!" The long sword in his hand was as white as the first snow, with amazing power. For the first time, the master of Yingling hall showed a cautious expression on his face.

"It turned out to be a Xiuling people."

Although the people in the Yingling hall don't show up very much, they are all once masters when they enter the Yingling hall, and even after they join the Yingling hall, they will continue to go out to do tasks, so everyone's combat effectiveness and vision are very high.

It's not surprising to be seen.

The sword seemed to be a little white, and there was no special feeling. But this time, the master of Yingling hall didn't use his own flesh palms to take it. There were two gloves on each of his palms.

The material of the glove looks like gold, not gold, not cloth. It's dark yellow, and it's not noticeable. There are still many damaged places. However, after the appearance of the glove, the momentum of the master of Yingling hall suddenly changed. It's as thick as a mountain, and it's hard to shake.

In this case, his hands met the edge of Mengli's sword and directly grasped the white blade.

The master of Yingling hall snorted and retreated. The gloves on his hand were visible to the naked eye, and two cracks were cut. Behind Mengli, Liu Qian seemed to see a man's back.

Although only a figure, but absolutely worthy of the title of the peerless, the man slightly tilted his head, it seems to take a look here.

However, the sword was not built in the end. Although it separated the gloves of the master of Yingling hall, it didn't go deeper. There was a layer of light yellow Qi on the palm of his hand, which stood against the sword like a sponge, pushing the blade back again and again.

Meng Li is biting his teeth. He knows that he has only one chance to defeat this mysterious master. If this blow is blocked, he has no chance at all.

The whole body's true yuan gushes out crazily.

But the master of Yingling hall just stepped back a little at the beginning, and immediately stood up straight and became the steady mountain.

He grabs Mengli's sword in both hands and suddenly pulls it to his side. Mengli feels an irresistible force and bumps into this man.

A flush appeared on Meng Li's face. He was directly knocked out of the building, collapsed his own house, and fell into ruins. His sword also fell to the ground.

Although the master of Yingling hall beat back Mengli, he was obviously not comfortable. He covered his chest and said, "the secret sword of the holy king is really powerful. Unfortunately, your cultivation is still a little poor. If you can't go further, I can't stop you."

It turns out that this sword is the inheritance of the holy king. No wonder it can break out far beyond Mengli's own strength. Liu Qian can see that the master of Yingling hall has been injured, and it's not an ordinary injury.

But this person seems to have a special means, can put his injury to pressure down, so that just a little pale, there is no exception.

The master of Yingling hall looked down at Mengli's sword on the ground, and he would lower himself to pick it up.

But the long sword has spirit. He felt the intention of the master of Yingling hall and flew away from him. The master of Yingling hall laid three prohibitions. With his accomplishments, even the prohibitions laid by him were difficult to break. But the long sword was like piercing paper and flew back to the ruins without any obstacles.

"Good, good, holy King means, let a person admire." The master of Yingling hall was open-minded and didn't get angry. Instead, he praised the holy king again. In his words, he was full of respect for the holy king and didn't despise him because he was a demon.

Mengli pushes away the broken stones on his body and stands up from the ruins. He looks embarrassed. What he just launched is one of the few heritages left by the holy king, which consumes ten yuan. His combat effectiveness has been plummeting. At this time, if the opposite expert wants to catch himself, he has no room to resist.

He looked at his two clansmen again. Although they had caused great damage to the army, the speed of the soldiers' replenishment was far faster than that of their casualties. The two people were surrounded and full of wounds.

Mengli is cold all over. Up to now, he doesn't understand that he was calculated by baihualou. He thinks that he is likely to die here today, and his materials can't be given to the people.

Xiuling clan has received such attacks in succession, and it is very likely that they will never be rescued again, and they will become the main culprit of Xiuling clan's failure.

If he could be more cautious and smarter, he could avoid such a situation. Two lines of clear tears flowed from Meng Li's eyes, saying, "I'm sorry, mom and dad. I still haven't revived Xiuling clan after all. My daughter is really useless."

He looked at the pretending Chunlin lying on the ground and said, "do you want to blame me?"

Hate in the eyes of the sky, even Chunlin such a person saw also some scared.

However, she was not frightened by such a scene. She sneered and said, "it's the duty of every Yin merchant to blame the demon clan. I just hate that I'm weak and can't know you personally."

Mengli knows that there is no way to go back now, but even if he wants to die, he can't make them relaxed. He turns his head and looks at the master of Yingling hall and says, "I only talk, believe it or not."

Meng Li pointed to Chunlin and said, "they are the people who really collude with the demon clan. Now the prince of the lion clan in the demon clan is in this place. Of course, it has shifted now. They should want to attract your attention, so they threw me out. Zhong Shan and the big man behind him have important things to discuss. That's all."

Yingling hall master face dignified, for dream glass words noncommittal, light way "you put your hands on it."

Meng Li took a deep breath. Although he was not tall, he was standing between heaven and earth at the moment. He was full of pride and said, "descendants of the holy king, only those who died in the war will surrender there."

Hearing this, the master of Yingling hall didn't show his annoyance. Instead, he exclaimed, "yes, I am worthy of being the descendant of the holy king."

With that, his fists closed together, intending to pay his respects.

End of this chapte