Chapter 192: Qingyang Amulet

Assassins, practicing is an invincible killing technique, all kinds of bizarre and weird means, not to practice, nor to enlightenment, just to kill people, study all the secret methods, and just to take human lives, which makes them usually unable to break They can’t even live longer. Sometimes their lifespan is shorter than that of mortals, but their strength is undoubtedly terrible. For those who practice, no matter how high they are, there will inevitably be omissions. If you miss something, you will be seized by the assassin, and you will be killed in one blow...
It can be said that few of the monks in the same realm are willing to deal with assassins.
Because it is probably not ready yet, he has already been killed by the assassin.
But assassins will never become the mainstream on the battlefield, they can only hide in darkness...
The reason is simple, the assassin is too easy to deal with!
In the practice world, there is a recognized method that is the easiest to deal with assassins!
That is crushing!
No matter the strength or the crush of the number of people, there will be this effect...
Today, Fang Yuan and the two old deacons naturally have no strength to crush the assassins, so they used another method!
"Kill them!"
The owner of the blue streamer was obviously aware of the problem, and his voice was cold and unusual.
Just now he still occasionally attacked his heart with words, trying to anger Fang Yuan and Deacon, so as to find a chance to get it, but by this time, he had discovered that these two deacon were hard-hearted, and it was difficult to obtain what he tried. It worked...
Because they guessed their intentions, they dared not delay any further!
"Wow..."
With his cry, there was a mess again between heaven and earth.
Endless sword lights and dark clouds all came over, terribly terrifying.
But the two old deacons chose the same method, focusing on keeping, and really regarded themselves as a tortoise, but they protected themselves strictly and Fang Yuan. As for the outside, whichever he did The floods are so high, the peaks are cracking?
After all, their foundation-building repairs are displayed here, even if they are nine assassins, don't want to take them easily.
And also at this time, in the void, a change has been born.
Above the cloud, before the Jinwu, there was a blue light, flowing endlessly, turned into a seal, printed in the sky...
As soon as this green charm came out, within three hundred miles, everyone could see the mark.
Someone can feel this imprint directly!
Just below this void, less than thirty miles away, there is a Taoist temple.
In Taoism, an old Taoist in blue robes is praying for the pilgrims. He is a famous fairy master from far and near. He has always lived luxuriously, but the master of a city has seen him, and his courtesy has been increased. The wind instrument has not been anxious for more than ten years.
But at this moment, when he was talking with the pilgrims, he was slightly surprised.
He raised his head, and he saw the blue seal of heaven, very clear.
Then he stood up without saying a word, and his body shook, and he returned to the Xuanwu Hall. From the incense case, he took out a sword box and held a dusted magic sword in that box. Here, and then go out with a sword...
"Where is the master?"
The child under the seat was puzzled and asked aloud.
"Report to the effector..."
When the person was talking, he was walking faster and faster, and suddenly rushed to Yunxiao.
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"At the beginning of man, nature is good..."
Twenty miles to the east, in a private village in a remote village, the gray-haired old gentleman was studying with a group of young children. He seemed to be dizzy, and he could not even see the children under lazy doze. Shaking his head involuntarily.
But when Qingying appeared, he suddenly woke up.
Looking at the green charm with cold eyes, his spirit gradually increased, and he suddenly seemed to be more than ten years old.
Suddenly, he stood up, went down, slapped his head on the dozing naughty boy, and then directly took a book in his hand and went straight out of the door, in the eyes of a group of naughty children. , Directly step into the sky and fly away!
All the childish people stayed, and the beaten naughty cried, "The Master is ascended to heaven..."
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Forty miles away, under a green mountain, in a courtyard hidden in the mountains and rivers, the Wu family ancestors, the well-known foundation-building practitioners, are in the garden, holding their thirty-sixth house concubine drinking, The wine was hearty and hot, drunk and dim.
Just at the critical moment, when Luo skirt was half-cleared, he suddenly saw the blue light above his head.
Then he sighed a long way, pushed away the concubine, and ordered his life around: "Take my three-foot-long sword!"
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Within three hundred miles, there are countless similar situations, such as loose repairs, family masters, Taoists, and even some people who have become masters or defenders. They all saw this sudden green Fu, they all made choices at the same time!
No matter what was on hand, they were immediately set aside and rushed to the sky.
These people have different identities, but they all have the same experience.
That was the experience of practicing in Qingyang Sect!
They are all Qingyang disciples!
And all Qingyang disciples, when they leave, they all know a sentence: the protection of the Taoist symbol is present, there must be the same door, and all the Qingyang disciples who see the Taoist symbol need to rush to the place where they are printed to save, but There are those who do not obey, and they are expelled from the teacher, not Qingyang disciples!
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boom! boom! boom!
In this battle, the other party and the two old deacons were already at stake. The various secret methods of the Nine Nine Assassins have emerged in an endless stream. Even if they are bluntly resisted, they cannot withstand such pressure. To be broken...
Around them, the sword light of the Nine Nine Assassins is almost like a sea of ​​ocean.
They seemed to be drowned in the sea, and it was a matter of time before they died...
But it was at this time, in the void, the change was abrupt.
"Where does the demon do evil?"
In the slanting void, a Daoist in blue rushed up, holding a magic sword and struggling to cut it out.
The man was not strong, only had eight levels of Qi training, but at this time he was not afraid of death and straightened his sword to the Nine Nine Assassins.
For Jiuyou Assassin, this man's strength is simply weak and ridiculous.
It seems that they have separated a sword light, and they can cut this person directly in half...
"Yunzhou Fairy Road, how to allow evil spirits to chaos?"
Just when this voice sounded, another old Confucian-like person appeared, holding a volume of scriptures in his hand, waving into the air, and the scriptures bloomed with endless golden light, which was actually a line of fuzhuan. Enveloping a land of three miles!
"Wow..."
At the time when this golden symbol manifested its light, another person rushed into the air with a three-foot-long sword, and shouted angrily: "Master, I have a wicked fire that can't be vented. Why is the demon here spreading wild, fast Come help the old man vent..."
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Like a lobby meeting, in just a few tea kung fu, seven or eight people have rushed into the air.
And in the distance, you can also see people flying from time to time, rushing in this direction.
Even below, some people are bouncing and scolding, but the cultivation base is too low, and they have no ability to fly to the sky.
The Nine Nine Assassins were originally sharp and unstoppable. Various secret methods emerged endlessly, but after so many people joined the battle, they gradually became chaotic. As an assassin, the best thing is to concentrate on all methods to deal with one. enemy……
However, in the chaos, there are too many opponents, regardless of their strength, their strength is weakened.
I just wanted to stare at the person in front, find a way to kill him, and a mess of knives flew behind him, which was also uncomfortable for them.
Assassins are not invincible!
An assassin may win against an assailant.
But if there are ten assassins against ten practitioners, then the assassin's chances of success are far lower!
If there are one hundred assassins against one hundred spiritual practitioners, they often have to hurry up and wait until they order!
"Shoot!"
Seeing this scene, the two old deacons shouted in a low voice.
One of them was still protecting Fang Yuan, and the other directly attacked the Qing stream.
boom! boom! boom!
He flicked three palms at the green streamer, and his strength was as strong as one!
In this case, a man in a red robe appeared around the green streamer and forcibly took the three hands of the old deacon. His strength was definitely not weak, and he was also a foundationist. All three palms were taken abruptly...
But at this time, the old deacon who guarded Fang Yuan, already had his sleeves sacrificed to raise a flying sword.
The flying sword is between the light and stone fire, and it has already hit the blue streamer.
The Qingwa suddenly shook, and the surroundings had changed a lot.
More than a dozen assassins in the Nine Nether Palace dressed in green robes showed their figures, and the cat bowed, hiding in the void.
The disciples of the Qingyang sect around them immediately rejoiced and beat them up one after another.
"Wow la la..."
This is a battle. Even if the assassins are in chaos, they do not have the strange advantages, but there are still various killing methods, and they are fighting with the Qingyang Sect disciples. Out is also terrible!
But Qingyang Sect disciples called, but they also suffered a lot of casualties.
More importantly, more and more disciples of Qingyang Sect came, and gradually reached dozens of people...
The old deacon was right before saying that this is the site of Qingyang Sect.
Qingyang Sect accepts a generation of disciples every three years~EbookFREE.me~ During these three hundred years, no one knows how many people have practiced in Qingyang Sect and where they have gone now, but so many Qingyang Sects The disciples scattered all over the place and have long been a part of this territory. They are nominally separated from the Qingyang Sect, and are no longer serious disciples of the Qingyang Sect, but will still be called by the Qingyang Amulet!
When they saw the amulet, they all dropped everything on their hands, and the killer came out.
Because they know the weight of the amulet, this symbol will either not come out. If it appears, it will be the danger of the Xianmen Chuan!
Because they all came, even without asking the reason, they joined this fierce battle!
These people are what the elder Qin said before, used to protect the secret power of Qingyang Sect of Fang Yuan.
To a certain extent, this is also the heritage of Qingyang Sect that has been operating in this territory for thousands of years!
With this kind of heritage, this area can be said to be the site of Qingyang Sect!
In this site, it is rampant and terrible like the Nine Nether Palace, and it is not so easy to get rid of it...