I Am Xianfan

　　 "White Lotus Lux?"

　　 Li Shuo raised his brows, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.

　　 Few people know the internal details of the White Lotus Sect.

　　 But he knows.

　　 This white lotus master is not an ordinary white lotus priest, but the most loyal and loyal group of dead priests of the white lotus cult. They dedicated themselves to teaching and protect their teachings.

Most of them were more than ten years old and did not practice internal skills. They focused on external skills. After twenty years of practice, they had amazing supernatural powers. They became all first-rate foreign masters, and they have cultivated their dantian to the highest point. This strength is not in the first-class level. Under the master.

　　Because there is no need to consume expensive high-grade Qi-invigorating medicinal materials, such a foreigner can train experts at low cost.

　　 But the peak state of this kind of foreign horizontal training master can't be maintained for too long. It can only last for ten or twenty years. After the age of more than forty years, the vitality and blood will decline, and the strength will decline and fall to the second-third-rate state.

　　 Bailian Lishi has a very cruel knife formation, which is called "hob meat formation" by the people in Wujun Jianghu!

　　 usually consists of ten to thirty white lotus wise men, all holding a large scimitar, and rolling directly toward the enemy in rows. The light of the knife flashed, and everything it passed was ground into pieces of meat.

　　 If they put on the white lotus cult's body protection fairy talismans, it would be even more terrifying, with supernatural power, invulnerability, and completely surpassing the first-class peak masters of the same level.

　　 Thirty white lotus warriors affixed to the white lotus amulet, formed a hob battle formation, rushed through the ten miles of reeds, invincible.

　　 Once the first-class top players of the small gangs meet, they can't stand a round at all. They are either dead or injured.

　　 The real man Hanshan looked at the **** little gang leader, and was silent.

　　 All the big and small gang leaders, no one dared to fight.

　　 "The demon Bai Lian Dao, dare to show prestige in front of my army! Caravan protector thirteen riders, raise my battle flag, follow me to destroy this white lotus warrior!"

　　 Li Shuo's face was cold, and with a cold snort, he held a two-foot-two armor-piercing silver spear in his hand, suddenly slapped his mount and the wind chaser, and jumped out of the caravan camp.

"Yes!"

　　 The thirteen first-class peak guardians of the Caravan drank together, held high the Li-shaped battle flag, and followed the leader Li Shuo to fight, and the prancing horse rushed towards the white lotus warrior in the northern Ludang.

　　 The rumbling fourteen cavalry rushed in Beiludang.

　　 Under the huge array of demon mist, and a hundred feet away in front, there is a huge array of hob meat composed of 30 white lotus warriors.

　　 The white lotus warriors heard a rush of horseshoes rushing towards them, and they immediately burst into a shout. The scimitars in their hands were like snow, rolling away in the direction of the horseshoes.

　　 "Hey! Under the mountains and seas, there is no yellow sand!"

　　 Li Shuo didn't need to look at all, he let out a sharp roar, a two-foot-two armor-piercing silver gun in his hand was filled with true energy, and the tip of the gun was filled with cold silver light.

　　 The armor-piercing silver spear flew out and threw it out, like a silver-light dragon coming out of its cave, passing through the twenty-foot monster fog area in an instant.

　　 "Puff!"

　　 An armor-piercing silver gun containing powerful innocence, one shot was shot at the head of a white lotus force.

　　 This white lotus warrior had a yellow light shield on his body, but how could he withstand the great master’s armor-piercing silver spear, and the terrifying explosive shot power of thousands of catties instantly broke the light yellow shield on his body.

　　 "Puff!"

　　 "Puff!"

　　Zhang's second armor-piercing silver spear pierced the two white lotus warriors behind him, and pierced the three of them on the ground together, before exhausting his qi.

　　 Bailian Lishi's hob meat formation instantly killed three people, a corner of which was broken, and it appeared mutilated. But they didn't stop in the slightest, and the knife rolled over towards Li Shuo.

　　 Li Shuo looked cold and didn't want to fight, so he pulled his horse back and withdrew back.

　　 Bailian Lishi's hob meat array, tumbling forward extremely fast. However, no matter how fast they were, they couldn't catch up with Li Shuo's horse, and they were thrown dozens of feet away in the blink of an eye.

　　 Li Shuo was running back. Suddenly his legs were strangled, his arms suddenly opened, and he drew a pair of split wind bows, five black iron feather armor-piercing arrows, and pointed at the large thick fog behind him.

　　Splitting Wind Bow, five stones, cannot be pulled away without divine power.

　　 Amidst the thick fog, a vague snow-colored knife light flashing was faintly visible, and the figure of the White Lotus Warrior was not visible, and even an archery expert could hardly aim.

　　 But for a great master, why does he need to hunt down by sight?

　　 "The arrow on the string, the sorrowful wind breaks, the banner writes my name!"

　　 Li Shuo screamed, and the five armor-piercing arrows on the bowstring of the wind-breaking treasure fired in an instant volley, like a meteor piercing the moon!

　　 "Puff!"

　　 Five streamer ghosts cried and screamed, breaking into the fog, and immersed in the white lotus force's hob knife array, penetrated their pale yellow shield, and sank into the heart of the white lotus force.

　　 In an instant, there were five screams, and five white shadows rolled and wailed.

　　 Li Shuo galloped with his horse, circling the hob meat of the white lotus warriors, another five black arrow rain, submerged in the thick fog. In just a few breaths of effort, more than a dozen white lotus warriors died under his iron feather-piercing arrows.

　　 Nearly half of the group of white lotus warriors were killed in battle, all of them flew in shock, and finally collapsed.

Under the cover of the demon fog array, and under the protection of the yellow talisman, the hob meat array formed by their group of white lotus warriors swept across Beiludang, almost invincible, and the small gangs that killed them fled after throwing their armors and abandoning their armors. .

However, the great master Li Shuo single-handedly fought, but killed nearly half of them. Their proud gold armor amulet could not withstand the burst of iron feather armor-piercing arrows, but they even had Li Shuo's clothes corners. Didn't touch the sides.

　　 The remaining dozens of white lotus men were terrified of being killed, and abandoned the hob meat array, fleeing to the depths of Bei Ludang in horror, avoiding this fierce killer god.

　　 "Thirteen guardians, kill the enemy with me——!"

　　 Li Shuo shouted sharply.

　　How could he let them flee so easily, chasing them in a hurry, chasing the wind and the horse like a flying smoke.

　　The Bow of the Cracking Wind is even more like a full moon, and the arrows are like rain, shooting out.

　　 Even the top genre master can not escape the chase of the chasing horse. Not to mention those who specialize in foreigners' horizontal kung fu, Qinggong is not a very clever white lotus.

　　The Bailian Lishi who was overtaken by Li Shuo screamed and fell to the ground with arrows in their vests.

"kill!"

　　 Following Li Shuo's thirteen first-rate late-stage master caravan protectors, cheering, holding the caravan banner, specially making a knife, and beheading the injured Bailian Lishi.

　　Thirty people wearing gold amulets and top level training masters, who swept invincibly in Beiludang, were single-handedly killed by Li Shuo, and none of them escaped.

　　...

　　 "This is the strength of Li Shuo, a great master?"

　　 Su Chen was in the reeds not far away, watching the group of white lotus warriors sweeping the northern reeds, screaming one after another, in just over ten breaths, was slaughtered by Grandmaster Li Shuo, and couldn't help but feel shocked.

　　 If he didn't see Li Shuo make a move with his own eyes, he couldn't imagine how heroic and brave this battle-god was. Li Shuo stepped into the realm of a great master for ten years, and his skill is unimaginable. There is also a BMW, a horse chasing the wind, which can chase after victory, and escape when defeated, with great speed.

　　 Bai Lian Lishi encounters Li Shuo, who hunts and kills an experienced grandmaster. Even if they are unlucky, they don't even have a chance to escape, and they will definitely die.

　　 Su Chen thought secretly, if he hadn't broken through the immortal realm at the bottom of Taihu Lake before last night, with his strength in the realm of Grandmaster not long after he had just stepped into it, I am afraid he would not be Grandmaster Li Shuo's opponent.

　　 Li Shuo ranks only in the middle among the seven great masters of Wu Jun, and is tied with Han Pingshan's strength. But I don't know how powerful the second-ranked Peerless Assassin Jackdaw, the highest-ranking Hanshan real person, as well as the white-faced scholar Liu Hong and the White Lotus Sect Master Mao.

　　Since this white lotus force is destroyed, there is no need to stay here.

　　 Su Chen looked at Li Shuo in the distance, and thought for a moment. Without delay, he turned around and disappeared quietly. If a light smoke dang northward, it would go to the depths of the demon mist formation.

　　 In this large-scale monster mist formation, there must be Bailian Demon Dao doing "dharma rites", and such a weird fog will appear.

　　...

　　 Li Shuo killed all the white lotus warriors, and heard that there were no more screams in the surrounding Beiludang, and there were no living creatures within a hundred meters, so he sent someone to retrieve his silver armor-piercing spear.

　　He tore off a broken golden talisman from a white lotus warrior, and looked at this mysterious and mysterious talisman, as deep as water.

　　 is this talisman, making this group of white lotus warriors extremely terrifying, and they cannot be defeated by non-masters.

　　 "White Lotus Demon Talisman? In Wu Jun, there are very few people who can make this kind of magic talisman, not more than one or two."

　　 Li Shuo looked deep, put away the broken talisman, led thirteen caravan guards, reined in his horse, and returned to the main coalition front.

　　 He handed over to the real person in Hanshan with an indifferent expression: "The real person~www.wuxiaspot.com~The white lotus hob meat array has been destroyed! My coalition forces can move forward!"

　　 "It's gone? This one doesn't stay... all killed?"

　　 The gang leaders, senior officials and disciples of all the big and small gangs were shocked when they heard the words.

　　 It's only a moment, not enough time for a cup of tea.

　　 This is the fighting power of Li Shuo, the master of the caravan!

　　 Grandmaster's lance rider, once a rider is offensive, it can be against Wanfu!

　　 single-handedly defeated the 30 first-class peak horizontal training masters of the White Lotus Cult, and the powerful hob meat formation of the white lotus warriors who protected the body with the mysterious monster talisman.

　　 It seems that the enemy masters Liu Hong and Mao Ziyuan can't come out, I'm afraid that no one can be Li Shuo's opponent.

"It's worthy of being a generation of warriors who once fought in the battlefields of the Western Regions in the past.'Under the mountains and seas, the clouds and the rain, there is no yellow sand! The arrow is on the string, the sorrowful wind is cracked, the banner is written my name!' General Li Shuo can do it."

The real person Hanshan was introverted in his eyes, knowing that Li Shuo had always been cold and arrogant, and he didn't care about it, and his expression was as usual: "However, we still have to be cautious. The 30 white lotus warriors in the mere district made my coalition lose several gangs and died in battle. Hundreds of first- and second-rate masters. The demon fog array has not yet dispersed. I don’t know how many white lotus demon roads are ambushing in this northern Ludang. They are waiting for an opportunity. Don’t act rashly. Wait a moment, the scorching sun will soon It will rise, the dense fog will naturally dissipate, and it will not be too late for my army to move forward."

　　 "Yes, the real person is right, it's better to be more steadfast! Another wave of sneak attacks by Bailian Lishi, I am afraid that my coalition forces will be unstable."

　　 All the small gang leaders nodded their heads in agreement, thinking of the surprise attack by the white lotus force just now, the collapse of several small gangs and the heavy losses, they are all lingering fears.