Chapter 91： Burnt Mountain Temple

After a few breaths, a group of people suppressed their breath and touched the steps of the temple.

I didn't make any advances, everyone was silent, and waved a hand for a moment, the two sides crossed to advance and cover each other.

Intermediate breakthrough, at a very light pace, quickly reached the stairs, squatting cautiously, waiting for orders.

"Kill!" Silent command, "Boom", the temple door broke open!

As the door smashed open, several burly warriors rushed in with long swords, while yelling: "Kill!"

Both sides were attacked at the same time.

Cross-synchronous attacks, Pei Ziyun watching seeping cold sweat, the mystery of modern firepower is to attack in all directions at the same time, causing the enemy to be destroyed instantly.

And this attack has this smell.

But the temple was quiet, more than twenty warriors rushed into the ruined temple hall following the mermaid in front!

The guillotine light shone, and the originally gloomy ruined temple was shrouded in an instant!

下一 But the next moment, just after bursting into momentum, it is necessary to slay the enemy's leader with a thunderbolt.

嗯 "Huh? No one?" The leader stood in the main hall, looking at the empty hall in front of him, and could not help sinking in his heart: "Is it an intelligence error?"

Dan turned his thoughts and turned his eyes to see the incense burning in front of the altar of the main hall.

The scent of incense was scented, and it was just plugged in, and in some of the main halls was emitting red light like beans. The entire main hall looked empty and strange.

"Search me!" The leader roared.

The chief's face suddenly changed, and he turned to look at the burning incense and exclaimed: "No, this incense is poisonous!"

It was only when the words came out that the burning incense ignited one of the incense burners and suddenly "banged", a fireball exploded. This fireball was like a firework, and sprayed around.

"Booming" was almost instantaneous. As soon as the entire temple caught fire, it suddenly turned into a sea of ​​fire. Several people approached before they could dodge and screamed.

"Quickly retreat!" Everyone ran out, but his limbs were weak and his whole body was weak, but after all, the leader had deep martial arts, he shouted, raised his breath, and rushed out.

Pei Ziyun had been prepared to open the bow in his hand without a word, and pulled up the bow string, and looked at the door quietly. This bow is a hard bow specially asked by the magistrate. The bow force reaches two stones. The arrow on the bow string is also made of iron. Dart arrow.

This kind of heavy weapon in the army, the whole county is only three mate!

Rush out of the door!

Pei Ziyun's bow string sounded, and an arrow cut through the fire. The man shouted, hit hard, and the fire splattered.

"Okay!" Pei Ziyun called out a good one, and "噗" shot another arrow, and the leader could no longer be completely opened. He moaned, hit the arrow, and fell heavily to the ground.

The arrowhead is made of armored steel. The stone is not rolled, and the armor-breaking force is strong. Even if the shot is not dead, the blood flow is endless, and the combat power will soon be lost.

"Boom!" Pei Ziyun laid it out for a long time. The fire was fierce, and it instantly burned red around him. When the leader landed, it was burnt, and he murmured, charging towards Pei Ziyun.

"Know that there is no luck?"

"噗" drew a long arrow deep, pierced his back through his chest. The leader groaned, looked at the arrow with an unbelievable expression, and looked at Pei Ziyun. His whole body twitched and fell, and blood continued to flow out on his own.

"Fast, fast, go out the window."

Some people jumped out of the window and were only in the middle of the sky. They only heard the sound of 噗噗. These people did not have the ability of a head. The sound of a long arrow entering the body was chilling. In the air, the corpse fell to the ground.

"Boom!" The fire had burned through the roof, the beams collapsed, and all escape routes were blocked. Blazing fierce fire made Pei Ziyun sneer, dropped his bow, and pulled out his sword.

"Siege together!" Only seven people escaped the sea of ​​fire, and one shouted, his eyes red.

Thirty people, only seven or eight at a time.

武 The warriors shouted and raised their swords.

"Go to death!" Pei Ziyun snorted coldly. The temple was lit with incense, and his limbs were weak after being smoked. Fire injuries were also terrible. These people were no longer in trouble.

八 "Baga" seems to be a fuso samurai. The samurai sword splits down vertically, and Pei Ziyun's body shape is flowing into the body like a streamer. Then he intersects. This man holds his throat to say nothing, and there is blood flowing between his fingers.

The people behind didn't bother. At the moment of life and death, the two warriors were exhausted. At this moment, they were fighting hard, cooperating with each other and taking off with wind and thunder.

As long as Pei Ziyun was entangled, the brothers later killed him.

"Ground depression!" With a scream, a warrior's right leg fell into a hole in the ground, rushing too hard, and suddenly the whole right leg broke stiffly, the muscles ripped open, exposing Bai Sensen's leg bones.

The combo suddenly showed a flaw. The sword flashed. The sword rushed up with the human body. It was very ruthless. The samurai on the left was cut open. The organ was cut in half. The internal organs were squeezed. Fall.

Pei Ziyun then jumped up, the sword greeted the sword light coming.

"铮" the other body trembled, and the knife came out of his hand. "噗" sounded, the man hit the sword in midair, and his body fell heavily to the ground.

"Shoo!" There was no sound. One person shot twelve iron tribulus, with a thorn spine poisonous hidden weapon. Pei Ziyun did not stop, but he jumped. He dropped his body and changed his direction. He intercepted in front of him. The hidden weapon is fully embedded in the body, almost becoming a honeycomb, and it is broken when it falls.

Then, the person turned into a streamer close to the sword light, blood splattered.

A samurai shouted. Dao Guang cut it down and looked insane. It seemed that he could not accept the facts before him. Then Jian Guang had brushed his head and neck, a head flew up, and blood splattered.

"Rao ... I ..." The last one saw this and immediately knelt down: "Don't kill me, don't kill me, Jie Yuangong don't kill me."

In authentic Daxu's words, Pei Ziyun's face was cold, and he stepped forward with a sword. The man's veil was picked up, revealing his true face, and he was a man in his thirties.

Pei Ziyun has not yet asked, and this person said about the matter in fifteen and tenth: "Xie Yuangong, not me, but these pirates have taken me halfway, forcing me to lead the way, and I hope the son will spare him."

Listening to this, Pei Ziyun sneered. He was really robbed by a thief. He was also wearing a veil and night clothes, only one east, and the sword was slowly drawn across his neck, and this person had blood flowing from his neck.

The man straightened his neck and shouted, "Jie Yuangong, I really don't know. A Taoist took a hundred or two pieces of silver for me, and I did it. I also hope that Jie Yuangong will let his life go!"

"Kill!" At this moment, the samurai with a broken leg at the back screamed and killed, and Pei Ziyun was shocked. It was a roll, but the samurai did not kill Pei Ziyun. He slashed at the man just now, and blood splattered.

Pei Ziyun was silent, taking care of himself, and holding the sword up. The warrior with the broken leg just leaped up and exhausted his energy. When he saw Pei Ziyun approaching, he grinned and pulled the knife against his neck.

"Peng", blood splattered, this man fell to the ground, his body trembling, a pool of blood slowly spread out.

The leader whom the sword saw just now is not dead. Pei Ziyun stepped forward and pressed his hand on the person. A white light flashed, and the person muttered, "Jie Yuangong saved me, Jie Yuangong saved me. . "

"Who is going to kill me, what is the Taoist look like? You say, I have the magic method, I can save you." Pei Ziyun said, using the Gan Lin technique, the wound healed a little.

人 The man was glad and struggled: "Xie Xie Yuangong, in fact, I am from Jibei Hou. Tonight, a Taoist commander held a secret disc and ordered me to cooperate ..."

This man had not finished speaking, his face was gray, he seemed to realize something, showed a regretful expression, and could not speak any more. He opened his mouth and spit visceral debris and blood, and his pupils widened and fell to the ground. No more life.

"The viscera is broken and can only be returned to the light, and Gan Linshu is temporarily repaired, but the inside story can be scammed." Pei Ziyun retracted his hand.

The fire was still burning, the flesh was scorching, and Pei Ziyun would peel off the masks of the people who died outside, thinking: "Is there a person who is fuso, is there a soldier, and there are people from the rivers and lakes?"

"Jibei Hou, you and I hate each other and don't wear them together."

"Song Zhi, in this way you colluded with Jibei Hou, or you told Jibei Hou who located me."

"Who is that person?"

"Songyun Gate, Holy Prison Gate, or another way? Or is it Sanshou?"

He threw the Taoist body into the fire, and the ancient temple was soaring into the sky to see the burning flame. The fire burned for more than an hour.

Pei Ziyun looked at the fire, and he was waiting for the flames to burn out in the temple. However, if he left directly, it might cause a mountain fire—not far from the village ~ www.novelhall.com ~ He is not a murderer, he is arsonist I can't do this.

The village in the distance seemed to notice that a gong sounded, and there were only people faintly seen. The sound of dog barking was distant, but after a long wait, no one came up.

The fire was gradually extinguished, and Pei Ziyun called out the system. The fire shone on the full forehead, and the plum blossom appeared in the eyebrow. One of the petals was white, and the other petal was reddish. Then, a small white plum appeared in front of him, and Zoom in quickly to a translucent data frame.

"Song Yun Gui Yuan Jue: The Sixth Floor."

"Taoism: thirty-one, mastery."

"Songfeng Sword Technique: Mastery (35.1% completion)"

"All have improved!" It is not surprising that Songyun returned to the sixth level. In fact, the metamorphosis has been completed with metabolism. Now it has a few months and can be promoted to the sixth level.

It ’s no accident that the Taoism has changed from mastery to mastery. In many killings, the Taoism has become more and more proficient. This improvement is a manifestation of the potential that has been gradually developed for those who have already had the main experience for more than a decade. but.

The most important Songfeng swordsmanship has been growing slowly even after the master's experience, even after the master's experience. It has experienced multiple kills, but it has only reached 35.1%!

"Sure enough, this so-called system is actually not a real system. Even if it is assassinated in this way, it does not generate a so-called task." Pei Ziyun looked at it, sighing.

也许 "Perhaps, there is only the so-called task where the original owner is deeply attached to it?" Pei Ziyun looked at the last task of the system, the red letter depicting "Task: Establishing Honors, Three Outstanding Men" secretly, thinking.

火焰 At this time, the flame was gradually extinguished, and it seemed that it would not cause a mountain fire. Pei Ziyun no longer hesitated, turned and jumped on the horse, drove into the night.