Traveling through the villains of Shaoge: Dark River Chaos into the Golden Book World

After returning to the inn, Yin Luoxia looked listlessly at the flying chess on the table, holding her cheeks.

Seeing the four people coming back, she hurriedly waved at them.

"Playing this chess alone is boring, let's play together."

"You guys play, there is a big battle tomorrow, I have to rest well." Su Changhe patted Su Muyu on the shoulder.

"But don't worry, this friend is at the bottom."

"You are really my good brother." Su Muyu gritted her teeth and said angrily.

"No way, you're born with bad luck." Su Changhe shrugged and spread his hands.

The next day, Xiao Feng, Zhu Yuxi and other Taishan Alliance rushed to the place agreed by Su Changhe, after planning the manpower for the two battles, Su Changhe, Xiao Feng and others had a drink, and then went to their respective places.

After Mu Yumo made all the preparations, he turned his gaze to Su Changhe.

"Changhe, Lan Fenghuang, He Tieshou, and Mu Xuewei's poison array is ready, when are you going to do it?"

"Wait until we reach the top of Wan'an Temple." Su Changhe walked forward with a mysterious smile.

I saw him raise his big hand, and the next second Li Hanyi slashed down with his sword, and the piercing cold light directly pierced the chests of hundreds of Mongolian soldiers, just as gorgeous as Li Xinyue broke through a hundred armors with a sword in Tianqi City.

The man at the end of Wan'an Temple is dressed in Mongolian imperial costume, majestic and imposing, with a dignified appearance, without anger and power, his eyes are flashing with lightning, and he looks cold when he worships Buddha, but he has a magical power to see people's hearts, giving people a sense of wonder. Shrewd and powerful but with a deep sense of city, he is a typical example of a man of great talent and boldness.

Su Changhe knew that this person was Si Hanfei, so he asked Mu Yumo to send the signal first, and let the people who went to Ruyang Palace take the lead.

There are two masters with astonishing aura guarding him, and it seems that they don't pay attention to Su Changhe and others.

The one on the left is Mo Zong Meng Chixing, dressed in black, with a fair complexion, like a statue of a god carved out of crystal, surpassing the beauty of all living beings in the world, with a pair of eyes blue like deep lake water , Like two precious jades wrapped in the night, when they are not functioning, they seem to be lifeless, but when they flash, they are radiant, surpassing the brightest stars in the sky.The bridge of the nose is high and the corners of the lips are sharp, showing extraordinary fortitude and determination.

Basu Changhe, the Eighth Master on the other side, has naturally seen him, wearing a red cassock.

And there are 13 people in front of them, they are Huo Shan and his Twelve Jewel Tree Kings.

Si Hanfei turned around, looked at Su Changhe with a playful look, and the corner of his mouth raised an arc.

"Master Anhe, you are indeed a remarkable person."

"After the great victory at Mount Tai, they intentionally released a lot of rumors about rushing to attack the capital of the Qing court, but in fact they wanted to sneak attack here."

"If you replaced me with my incompetent younger brothers, maybe you have succeeded."

"Unfortunately, your opponent is me."

Su Changhe rubbed his chin, wondering where this guy got his confidence.

I have already calculated the atmosphere, you are only the third layer at most, and you are worthy of comparison with me?
"Do you want me to be your opponent?" Su Changhe smiled contemptuously and wildly, "I don't think you are worthy of such fun!"

"Lese?" Si Hanfei raised his eyebrows.

"It's garbage." Li Hanyi subconsciously blurted out.

"Looking for death!" Si Hanfei gritted his teeth and shouted angrily, "Huo Shan, the time to prove your worth has come."

"Go!" Huo Shan waved his hand, and the Twelve Treasure Tree Kings made a collective attack after forming an array.

The Twelve Treasure Tree King's cultivation base is not very high, but his tricks are extremely strange, and he is good at combined attacks. If an ordinary master of the heavenly realm encounters them, he will easily suffer.

But this time they are facing a sword fairy level figure.

Li Hanyi pursed his lips, ignored the Twelve Treasure Tree Kings, and glanced at Si Hanfei lightly.

"No, it's to prove that their time of death has arrived."

I saw her holding the Iron Horse Glacier high, and a simple vertical slash was a ten-foot sword light of ice and snow.

No matter how the Twelve Treasure Tree Kings changed their moves or dodged, they were all reduced to corpses under this sword.

On the contrary, Huo Shan, who has a high level of cultivation, condenses the seven-foot-long Yinfeng knife with his profound internal strength. Although it is still no match for Li Hanyi's sword light, he can hold it for a while, creating a chance for him to escape.

Li Hanyi withdrew his sword, showing contemptuous eyes.

"You Persian Christians know how to play this kind of fancy stuff, does it have a wool effect?"

"The final direction of martial arts is still from the avenue to simplicity!"

After being belittled by a little girl, Huo Shan's face was gloomy, but he had no power to refute, because he couldn't beat Li Hanyi either.

At this time, Ba Shiba, who had been silent all this time, suddenly said, "Since the girl doesn't like fancy things."

"Then why don't you take a look at the trick of the poor monk?"

After speaking, his precious face was solemn, and his eyes flashed with divine light.

The world in front of Li Hanyi's eyes suddenly changed, surrounded by peach blossoms all over the sky, and at the end of the front sat a green young man, it was Zhao Yuzhen, the Dao Sword Immortal.

"No, why did I suddenly daydream?"

Although the picture in front of her was beautiful to her, it was too unreal.

Li Hanyi was about to reach out to touch those peach blossoms, but suddenly a loud warning came out.

"Don't touch anything in the environment, you have fallen into his magic trick!"

Li Hanyi's face changed greatly upon hearing this.

Her mother was also affected by that kind of weird illusion before, and she was attacked by King Jinlun Fawang and others and injured her arm.

"Don't move, I'll break that thing!"

Su Changhe hurriedly made a seal with his hands, and the eighteen purple eight-trigram gates condensed with true energy appeared, and the illusion in front of Li Hanyi gradually disappeared.

"What kind of deceit is this?" Eighth Master Ba's eyes and pupils tightened for a while, and he felt that his mental power was blocked by hundreds of gates.

"Look at the trick!" Huo Shan thought it was a good time for a sneak attack, and threw all the hidden weapons in his body at Li Hanyi.

At this moment, Su Muyu made a move, turned the handle of the umbrella, and seventeen sharp blades shot out, knocking all Huo Shan's hidden weapons into the air.

Huo Shan hurriedly backed away, and the seventeen sharp blades suddenly stuck in the corners of the wall, bringing every corner of the temple into his sure-to-kill area.

"Death!" Su Muyu snorted expressionlessly, loosened her left hand, and the seventeen sharp blades poured down like coquettish flowers.

At the same time, the drizzle sword in his right hand blocked all Huo Shan's escape routes. Huo Shan showed panic. As the "King of Killers", he never thought that one day he would be slaughtered by other killers as prey.

With the sound of sword energy cutting flesh, Huo Shan became a corpse just like his Twelve Treasure Tree Kings.

Si Hanfei narrowed his eyes slightly, put away the previous contempt.

"It seems that you are much stronger than I imagined, but do you really think that you can defeat us at this level?"

"You can try." Su Muyu continued to manipulate the Eighteen Sword Formation in his hands, and set his eyes on Ba Shiba.

"Master Mozong." Seeing Ba Shiba's unconfident eyes, Si Hanfei hurriedly looked at Meng Chixing.

"It's not yet time for me to make a move." Meng Chixing closed his eyes, as if everything in front of him had nothing to do with him.