Taoist Master, Stop Fighting. The Heavenly Path Is Almost Destroyed

Suddenly, from far to near, the ground suddenly began to tremble slightly.

"What the hell is this?"

"Everyone, be careful."

Master Lianhua reminded everyone in a low voice.

Lin Baihu's smile was welded to his face again and solidified.

He suddenly pulled out his sword and wanted to say something more, but everyone stared back.

Some people's mouths are indeed open, like top-notch crows' mouths.

At this time, they had clearly seen who the invading enemy was.

A tall paper man more than three meters high stood in front of them. Behind it, there were about twenty small paper men standing densely, all equipped with weapons and armor, and a faint blue light flashed on the weapons.

It was obviously highly poisonous.

Seeing this scene, Taoist Priest Qingxu's face suddenly darkened, and he quietly leaned in Yi Chen's direction.

His seventh sense told him that Daochang Yi had to be reliable at the critical moment.

"Kill... you!"

The tall paper man brandished a cooked copper stick as thick as a sea bowl and charged towards everyone, followed by the small paper man following behind him.

There were a few insidious little paper figures who secretly fired cold arrows in the middle of the road, showing no regard for martial ethics.

Several of the cold arrows shot straight towards Master Lianhua three inches below his belly button.

It was obvious that this group of paper men was a step ahead of the previous group of paper men in terms of intelligence and cunning, and they even understood that it was better to cut off one of their index fingers than to hurt them.

Master Lianhua's face darkened when he saw this, this was too bullying.

Catch him alone and do it.

How vicious!

He clasped his hands together, quickly took off the beads on his hands, and recited aloud.

"Amitabha!"

A bit of golden light appeared from the clasped hands of Master Lianhua, and suddenly spread into a large golden ball, tightly wrapping his figure in it, and the whole person instantly became a big light bulb.

At the critical moment, several arrows were deflected by the light shield.

At this time, fine beads of sweat appeared on Master Lianhua's forehead.

Although he was old and a monk, having birds was of no use, but he did not want them to be useless at all.

So he decisively used the golden light shield that he used to protect himself from the bottom of the box.

Yi Chen had no time to pay attention at this time. His attention was already fixed on the tall paper man in front of him.

"What a strong ghost spirit."

"This one definitely has dark red spots."

It's done, the soldiers are very quick.

At this time, Yi Chen already felt something was wrong.

Since entering the Lanxiu Building, they have encountered waves of... obstructions.

That's right, it's blocking.

But the person behind the scenes never showed up. Instead, he sent groups of paper figures to consume them regardless of the cost.

"You don't want us to move forward so much?"

"Then I will do the opposite."

Yi Chen's speed is not bad, but there are people who are faster than him.

Lin Baihu's face was stern, he drew out his sword, and his whole body turned into an afterimage and flew towards the tall paper man.

"Blast·Pointing Stars"

A stream of green air surrounded Lin Baihu's body. With the blessing of this magical power, his speed was as fast as lightning. In the blink of an eye, the sword clanked on the tall paper man's body, causing sparks to fly.

The tall paper man waved the cooked copper stick in his hand angrily, but he couldn't catch up with Lin Baihu's speed.

One side couldn't break through the defense, and the other side couldn't catch up at all. Lin Baihu wanted to hit the tall paper ghost's eyes many times, but he was forced back by the paper ghost's cooked copper stick.

He didn't dare to take such a big stick head-on. After being hit like that, he felt that the Lin family was the last to win.

The battle between the two suddenly came to a stalemate.

Upon seeing this, Yi Chen's mind changed. He did not immediately join the battle to besiege the tall paper figures. Instead, he pulled out the Dragon Slayer Sword and rushed towards the group of small paper figures.

Anyway, it looks like Lin Baihu won't be able to take down the tall paper ghost for a while, and the crimson dot won't be able to escape for a while, so let Lin Baihu have some fun with the tall paper ghost.

He will cut out those disgusting little paper figures first.

"You... damn bugs!"

"There is a way to die!"

Yi Chen roared angrily, holding the dragon-slaying sword and rushing towards the little paper man.

These damn little paper men dared to shoot cold arrows three inches below his lower abdomen. They were simply lawless.

Is it disadvantageous to bully the Taoist sword?

"Master Tai, let me help you!"

At this time, under the siege of the paper man, who was not afraid of death, Master Shuiyue was already in a state of despair. The water dragon she released had been chopped into three pieces by the little paper man, and naturally dissipated. What she now faced was the barely summoned creature. The second article comes out and the situation is precarious.

Yi Chen exerted force with his right foot and kicked the ground. His whole body was filled with deep purple pure yang energy. He rushed out like a cannonball and directly killed a paper bow-wielding figure who was hiding in the dark and firing cold arrows with a sword.

Then he was like a tiger entering a flock of sheep, slashing and shooting, and in a few breaths he cleared away all the small paper figures around Master Shuiyue.

In fact, we can't blame Master Shuiyue for being too weak. They follow the path of martial arts cultivators. This kind of paper man with great strength, fearless death, and ridiculously high magic resistance is the natural enemy of their martial arts cultivators.

Who knows what kind of evil stuff this paper man is made of.

But it doesn't matter.

Yi Chen perfectly restrained monsters like the little paper man.

After a while, all the small paper figures around were basically chopped into black ash by Yi Chen. Only one small paper figure with half of it left was crawling hard on the ground, with its left hand clasped on the floor and its right hand holding a sharp knife. It looked very... effort.

It's a pity that it's useless.

In this world, if you work hard, you will definitely succeed, or you will definitely be able to accomplish something.

Even if you didn’t have some things when you were born, you may not have them in this life.

The world is inherently unfair.

Some people were born in Rome, and some were born as mules.

What is even more murderous is that people born in Rome scolded the little mules for not working hard...

This was the case for the little paper man with only half of his body left on the ground. It had worked very hard, and then a big foot fell from the air, crushing his head directly and exploding into a puff of fire. The remaining half of its body was also It burned, leaving a black mark on the ground, which was its last trace in this world.

At this time, everyone had their hands free, and everyone turned their attention to the front.

Lin Baihu was also unlucky. The tall paper ghost in front of him was made of unknown materials and was surprisingly hard.

Fortunately, everything is finally coming to an end.

At this time, the tall paper man in front of him was already in tatters due to his hard work, and many parts were already ignited with green flames and black smoke.

He can kill this paper ghost in no time.

Although Lin Baihu was panting like a bellows, he still tried his best to persevere.

"One last stab and I'll send you on your way."

"Blast Star..."

"Sneak attack~!"

Suddenly, a sword tip penetrated from the tall paper ghost's throat.

Yi Chen swiped his long sword, and the head of the tall paper ghost fell to the ground, and rolled to the edge of Lin Baihu.

A stream of information suddenly appeared on Yi Chen's retina.

[You successfully killed the paper ghost and obtained twenty-five crimson points.]

Lin Baihu's face suddenly turned red.

He felt bad.

Yi Chen smiled happily.

Prostitution for free is probably a beautiful thing.

At this moment, a bloody light pillar suddenly rose in front of him.

Everyone's expressions changed drastically, and they hurried towards the place where the light pillar rose.

Unfortunately, it was too late.

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