Chapter 73 Jinyi Night Travel

Rong Hui glanced for a moment and saw that the situation was worrying. He immediately whispered to Rong Xue, "Don't mention anything more about tonight. You go down quietly and protect your parents. When others asked, they said that they ran back when they saw the dawn here. Seeing that Rong Xue nodded, he flew to dusk, stretched out his fingers, tore an opening, and drilled in together.

Rong Xue went straight into the "Ziwei Pavilion" in the inner courtyard, and Rong Hui jumped down and went straight to the front yard. In the middle of the journey, he suddenly heard a shout: "Who is it!" A young man from the Shaoyang period rushed through the oblique thorn, holding a crystal long gun and stabbed straight over.

Rong Hui glanced away and couldn't help sneering: "You can't hold my gun!" When he said something, he saw the young man stabbed him with a gun, humming softly, and his mind came out in a hurry. The gun barrel "buzzed" and trembled, and suddenly got out of hand. The young man's arms were numb, and blood flowed down from his fingers. Seeing Rong Hui holding the long gun and looking at it with a smile, he couldn't help exclaiming: "Taoist friend, give me back my treasure gun, I am..."

Rong Hui didn't wait for him to finish his words and shot him backhand. The strength was everywhere, "Pu-", a muffled sound, a blood hole suddenly appeared in the heart, and the meat foam splashed. Rong Hui didn't look at it, and fell down with a fiery phoenix. I heard a few coquettish shouts on the way, as if it were Mei Kato and others. The fire phoenix sounded softly, spread its wings and circled around, and went straight to the study.

Rong Hui fell on top of the panda, swept the gun ring, and scratched the arc vigorously. Po�-pl..." There was a muffled sound, and a circle of people shot out as if they had been hammered down. When the panda saw Rong Hui, he was full of grievance and roared and rubbed on Rong Hui.

"All right!" Rong Hui patted the bear's head and smiled: "If you are wronged, take revenge!" The bear roared, bravely and rushed straight to the crowd.

"Why did you come here!" Ling Xiao saw Rong Hui and happily said, "Come and help!" The rest of the people followed the reputation and saw the people in Baoguang, dressed in a mess and holding a long gun. It was Rong Hui who shouted one after another: "The second master is back!" The second master is back!" ... One to ten, ten to one hundred, cheers sounded, and the situation on the battlefield changed sharply.

Rong Hui held a gun in his right hand and went straight out like a whip. As far as the gun pointed, the skulls of the two people in front of him were cracked and blood flew across. Holding the gun rod with his left hand again, he drew the finishing touch and swept to both sides. At the reach of strength, the crowd divided and rushed in.

The monks can't build a foundation, and they can't see the depth of Ronghui. Seeing that another person came and killed several people in a row, he immediately shouted and raised his swords and soldiers. Rong Hui hummed coldly, swept with a gun in his left hand and pushed it out with his right palm.

Fire rises in the palm of your hand, and the wind and clouds will rush out like fire waves. Hit a person's chest. The spiritual power was excited, "Pu-", with a muffled sound, the man spewed blood and flew back, knocking down several people in a row. Rong Hui secretly urged the back strength, the fire wave turned around, and then hit others, and also spit blood and flew away. He walked with the fire and urged him to enter the flock like a tiger. The waves are everywhere, or the body burns spontaneously, or the blood flies away, or the flesh and blood flies, and nothing can stop its power.

In three or five breaths, dozens of people died or were injured and fell to the ground in a howling. Rong Hui snorted coldly and asked Ling Xiao, "Where is their leader!"

"In the front hall!" Ling Xiao was shocked and said firmly: "Go ahead, I'll stay here!" Rong Hui nodded, stepped hard, jumped up and rushed straight to the front hall. The earthquake trembled, and people on the ground spewed blood.

The front hall has been empty since its completion, and the lights in the hall are brilliant and have been occupied by three people. Outside the gate, there are seven strong men with mysterious armor, all with leopard heads and eyes, tiger's back and bear waist. Rong Hui turned over and fell to the front of the hall. He saw that although the seven people only built the foundation, their muscles and bones were strong, and their muscles were stronger than ordinary people. He couldn't help but suspect: "Zhan Xiu?"

"What kind of person!" Suddenly, the seven people saw one person coming and shouted in unison. He also saw him holding a "crystal gun" in his hand, looked at each other and shouted in unison: "Kill-" in unison, drew the knife out of its sheath, and cut Rong Hui together. Before the blade arrived, the momentum was synthesized into one, reaching the enemy first.

Rong Hui's skin trembled and couldn't help praising: "Combined attack?" At present, the spiritual power is drummed, and the golden armor shines under his clothes, protecting his whole body. The "Six Shield" opened, and a spiritual curtain condensed outside the body.

The knife was cut, and the spiritual curtain trembled. It swells and shrinks and collapses. The golden armor shines generously and trembles gently. Rong Hui stepped back two steps and praised it secretly. He sneered: "Seven people are missing!" Swing the gun with your left hand and push it out with the palm of your right hand.

Seeing the situation, the seven people cheered together and cut again with a knife. The sharpshooter swept and was as powerful as a blade. The air is exciting, and the air is vibrating and bursting. The spiritual wind rolled back, and the palm turned into a blazing current, roaring out, and hitting the person in front of the door.

Yong Hui urged his strength and straightened horizontally. The fire wave was surging, and after hitting the gatekeeper, he turned around and turned to the east. The gatekeeper was shocked and secretly congratulated himself after being shocked back two steps. Suddenly, I felt that someone was staring at me, my heart beat, and my back was cold. In a stunned mind, I saw the sharpshooter coming, and my heart was numb, empty and cool, and then my whole body was in severe pain. He lowered his head and saw blood spewing like a spring, and his eyes were black, and he was unconscious.

Rong Hui held a long gun and walked with the fire, building a shot. When the flame hit the last Jiashi, the mind came out in a hurry, and it was another "finishing touch". In the flame, the head of the gun trembled slightly, and the sharp light flashed. It was also like a spring of blood, and the armor looked up and fell down. He kept going straight to the two people in front of him. Draw a gourd according to the example, and the gunfire attack is unpresistible.

The three people in the west saw Rong Hui's four people killed in their breath, and their hearts trembled. Knowing that moving forward is not necessarily death, retreating is undoubtedly dead. Looking at each other, they raised their knives and rushed to each other one after another, hoping to be seriously injured.

Rong Hui saw the three people coming, sneered, held the purple fireworks, and slapped the spear as a gun. The purple flame turned into a dragon and swam slowly on the barrel of the gun. He waited for the three to rush, and his right hand condensed and aroused a dragon's roar. The fire was high and the flat gun was stabbed out.

The flat gun, the king of the king, is the most difficult to stop. The first person was horrmented, and the knife was as the chest. The other two were excited and hid behind the man. Gold and iron hit each other, "ding-", a crisp sound. The sharpshooter penetrated the back of the knife, broke the iron armor, and stabbed the man's chest.

The ribs are tough and the gun is blocked. The two behind him were happy and were about to sneak up. Rong Hui snorted softly, raised his hand and slapped the "Golden Wave" and patted the tail of the pole. The flames rolled and stabbed again against the gun. The divine mind came out in a hurry and turned the spear with the anti-shock power. Even urge the back, and then attack its shield. The fire on the gun was stimulated, roared and stabbed again with a long gun.

The gun pointed everywhere, like poking pancakes, "poop" three muffled, pene through the chest of the three people. Rong Hui walked away with the gun and took the long gun behind the third person. He turned around and broke into the door.

The hall is deep and the lights are dim. In the middle octagonal hall, two strong men in gold armor heard the noise and shouted, "Be bold!" Looking at Rong Hui's "Shaoyang Period" cultivation, he suddenly dared not underestimate him and warned in a low voice, "Taoist friends, don't mind your own business, please leave quickly!"

Rong Hui saw the end of the corridor ten feet away, and the two of them were brilliant and looked like leaders. With a sneer, he stabbed the gun straight. Before the gun arrived, the purple flame came out first and rolled to the two people. He followed the fire with a gun and suddenly heard a man shouting, "Is that you?"

Rong Hui saw that he was a silver fir youth. His mind flashed and he sneered indifferently: "Brother Lu, you'd better die!" The gun pointed slightly deflected, and the purple flame turned and roared away. The flame rolled over, and there was a howl. Lu Xiaocheng sprayed blood and flew away, hit the wall, and there was no sound.

The two golden-clad strong men did not squint, and one of the square-faced man shouted in a low voice, "What are you going to do!"

"Joke!" Rong Hui hummed softly and returned with a move to "drawing the finishing touch", and his mind came out in a hurry. The square-faced man's heart beat, and he was stunned to see the purple flame come, and the spearhead flashed, divided into two, and his eyes were dark and unconscious. Another big man with a round face turned white and turned around and ran away.

"Run?" Rong Hui turned around and sneered and shot back. The long gun escaped and penetrated the head. The tail of the gun rushed out, his brain burst out, and the big man took the opportunity to fall down. Rong Hui took the long gun, waved a spiritual wind, wrapped the three people, walked out of the side door, and rose up.

He rose ten feet high and saw that the fierce fighting around him had not stopped. He hummed softly, submerged his original and found out his mind. The body is like the scorching sun, rising slowly. The breath is like sunshine, and it is like a needle like a knife, which makes the souls of the mountain tremble.

Under the stars and moon, he took advantage of the power and shouted in a low voice: "The three thieves have been executed, the surrenderers have been beheaded, and the stubborn resisters have been destroyed!" The sound rolled out like thunder.

Everyone was deterred by the power and stopped one after another. Seeing the four people in the air, some cried with joy and shouted, "Second Master!" It's the second master." "The second master is really back!" ......

Some exclaimed: "It's the leader of the alliance!" No, the alliance leader is dead. Run, everyone!"

Some shouted angrily: "Be bold, dare to kill my general!" Let's get together and don't make a mess!" ......

The voice is everywhere, and the echoes are endless. The people in the mountains shouted in unison: "Surrender and behead, stubbornly resist the soul!" Surrender and behead, stubbornly resist the soul..." He cheered up and fought back vigorously.

When the monks who attacked the mountain saw that the general trend had gone, they were unwilling to sit and wait for death. They rushed around with their heads. The maidservants in the mountain, servants and guards cheered their spiritual power one after another and raised their blades to chase. The spiritual light flashed, the energy was exciting, and the shouts of killing sounded together.

Rong Hui checked the number of people in the field and found that his parents and brothers gathered in the backyard, so he was relieved. It was also found that there were no more than 300 servants, servants and guards, and thousands of them combined. The Yang family also dispatched nearly 300 war practitioners, and there were no less than 500 foundation monks from all sides, but more than 800 people. Only by weighing it a little can you know the strength of the war. Looking at it again, I saw that 300 Zhanxiu was divided into more than ten shares. Everyone cooperated with each other and took care of each other. Although it was on the ground, it retreated in an orderly manner.

He was secretly shocked: "Fortunately, this war department has no climate, otherwise even if I come back, I won't be able to withstand the crowd!" While staring at the situation, he suddenly heard Rong Xue's greeting: "My parents are fine, saying that the brigade is still trapped at the foot of the mountain!" Seeing her flying, his mind flashed and said, "You heal everyone's wounds. I'll go and have a look." With that, he threw down three corpses and flew out.

Rong Xue answered "Yes", turned her hand and took out "looking for wood", spread her arms, looked at her eyes and nose, looked at her heart, and had no thoughts. It is like a big tree, standing in the air and slowly falling. Her cheeks were dizzy, and Shuangmu turned around. The dead leaves fell, and the Taoist realm was within reach. The body of the deceased melted, turned into vitality, and integrated into the injured.

In the whirlpool of vitality, although she is not able to "refercise gas and transform gods", she can absorb "heavenly and earth spirits" with Taoism, and store " vitality" like fruit trees. As long as you refine with your heart and complete a glorious reincarnation, "Taiji" can be expected.