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

"Your mouth is poisonous, isn't it?" Li Xinyue couldn't help spitting out, swiped the sword in her hand, and summoned sword shadows all over the sky to block those arrows.

"Tartars of the Qing court, let you taste the Wen family's highly poisonous Sanzhang red!"

After Bai Hehuai rescued Qi Changfa, he waved his plain hand, and a red mist appeared all over his body, poisoning a large number of Qing soldiers to death.

Mu Yumo jumped up, came to the top of the eaves outside the temple and snapped his fingers. A large ice spider appeared at the place where the archers were. After biting their feet, the faces of the archers were pale. There was a layer of frost, and I couldn't move for a while.

Li Xinyue also came outside the hall, and once again used the ultimate move of Xinjian to kill all those archers.

Di Yun also caught up with Wan Zhenshan, Wan Gui and his son, and chopped them seriously after several moves.

Wan Gui hurriedly knelt down and begged for mercy: "Master Di, please spare me, as long as you let me go, I will give you as much as you want."

"If it really doesn't work, my wife Qi Fang can also give you a gift."

Di Yun was furious immediately: "You still have the face to mention Junior Sister, she treats you so well, yet you want to kill her, you wolf-hearted thing, you don't deserve to live in this world."

After he finished speaking, he chopped off Wan Gui's head, and Wan Zhenshan beside him also knelt on the ground and begged for mercy.

"Uncle Di, it's my son's fault for hurting your junior sister, it has nothing to do with the old man."

"I tried to persuade him before, but he didn't listen. Since I'm your senior uncle, please forgive me."

"Your martial arts are so high now, I can recommend you to Marshal Fu, and you will definitely enjoy the glory and wealth by then."

"Damn!" Di Yun's eyes were red, "Could it be that you have forgotten the three massacres in Jiading on the tenth day of the Manchu Tartars in Yangzhou?"

"Anyway, you don't know the Han people who died there, so why bother with the Qing Empire?" Wan Zhenshan looked disdainful.

Before he finished speaking, his head was beheaded by Di Yun.

"Two traitors, you deserve to die."

Ling Tuisi hurried to a handsome Qing court official, surrounded by hundreds of Qing soldiers.

"Marshal Fu, I didn't expect the martial arts masters here to be so powerful. We must not be careless."

Li Xinyue frowned: "The border guards in the Southern Song Dynasty were so incompetent that they allowed Jiangling City to mix in so many Qing soldiers."

"I'm afraid there are not a few officials in the Southern Song Dynasty who were bought by foreign countries." Mu Yumo who was beside him snorted coldly.

"No wonder King Langya often said that the country in the Southern Song Dynasty seemed to be strong, but in fact it was in danger. It turned out that it was all caused by these corrupt officials." Li Xinyue said angrily.

"Sister Xinyue, don't worry. The Qing soldiers are useless. When we capture their Marshal Fu alive, we can still make a great contribution."

Su Changhe looked relaxed, as if the overall situation was under control.

Looking at Fu Kang'an, there was a sense of sarcasm: "I said Marshal Fu, there is obviously no one in your Qing court who can fight."

"Wouldn't it be nice to hug a beauty at home, why don't you come here to wade in this muddy water?"

"Bold, the three of you go and kill him!" Fu Kang'an's face darkened, and he raised his big hand, and the three masters behind him killed him.

Su Changhe yawned, and slapped their heads flying with the move "Kanglong Yougui".

"Really, I didn't even intend to kill you, I insisted on hitting my fist."

"Subduing Dragon and Subduing Eighteen Palms!" Because they were all Jingzhou officials, Ling Tuisi and Guo Jing knew each other, so they naturally recognized this martial art.

"Could it be that he is Guo Jing?" Fukang'an trembled involuntarily, feeling as if he was retreating.

The three people who died just now were Chen Yu from Taiji Sect, Gu Banruo from Shaolin, and Yin Zhongxiang from Tianlong Sect. They were considered top-notch masters in his mansion, and they never expected that they would be unable to defeat even one move in front of this person.

"It wasn't Guo Jing, and it probably wasn't Hong Qigong either." Ling Tuisi shook his head.

"Then there is nothing to be afraid of." Fukang'an finally breathed a sigh of relief, and suddenly showed a trace of worry, "Could he be the Condor Hero Yang Guo?"

"Yang Guo looks handsome, so he won't grow up." Ling Tuisi was very afraid of Su Changhe's martial arts, so he hesitated to speak.

Su Changhe heard a black thread, and shouted angrily: "Xiao Feng, the king of Xiananyuan, come and accept the dog heads of the two!"

"King Xiao!" Xiao Feng's reputation was so loud that Ling Tuisi and Fu Kang'an were scared out of their wits again.

"You two, don't be fooled by him." Behind them was a man wearing a pair of scarlet gloves, who took him apart without hesitation.

"He is the patriarch of Anhe, Su Changhe!"

Fukang'an and Ling Tuisi were not from Beili, so they were not familiar with Anhe, but they finally relaxed when they saw the man behind them.

"I hope Master Litian will save us."

Li Tian ignored them and kept his eyes on Su Changhe.

"The enmity with Qilei Mountain in the dark river should be settled today."

"Wait a minute, your Excellency is Grand Master Dong's housekeeper, why do you want to help the Qing Tartars destroy our Han country?"

Li Xinyue knew Li Tian, ​​and asked angrily.

Li Tian sneered disdainfully: "I have nothing to do with the enmity between the Han people and the Manchus. I just want to avenge the dark river."

"I thought you were someone, but I didn't expect you to be inferior to Su Changhe in the end." Li Xinyue's full chest heaved up and down with anger.

He cursed again: "You traitors, even if you join forces with Su Changhe and get blamed by the Beili court today, I will get rid of you scum."

Su Changhe was scratched by her words, he couldn't figure out whether this woman was praising him or hurting him?

Suddenly, two voices came from behind Fukang'an: "Marshal, we are late to save you, please forgive me."

Li Xinyue frowned, followed the prestige, and saw a tall, hunchbacked old man with an extremely strong breath.

The other person is a fat monk, holding an iron Zen stick, and he can smell a lot of rouge from a long distance, as if he just made out with someone not long ago.

"Mr. Meng, Master Liaoyin, I'm sorry." Fukang'an hurriedly saluted the two of them with a very respectful attitude.

Seeing that the old man's fingers were faintly exuding cold air, Li Xinyue's face changed slightly.

"He is the big devil Meng Shentong!"

Then he glanced at Su Changhe resentfully: "Didn't you say that the Qing court had no masters?"

"Uh..." Su Changhe was at a loss for words. Isn't this the world of golden books? Why are there still masters of Liang Shu?
Now he feels that he has grown up, and regrets not bringing more masters.

"I've kept the sword for three days, just to get rid of you, the devil." Li Xinyue's eyes fell on Meng Shentong again, with a flash of firmness in her eyes.

She jumped up and used the unique move "Thousands of Heart Swords" to chop down towards Meng Shentong.

Those thousands of sword shadows, with white light like lightning, are indestructible and invincible, forming a terrifying storm of sword energy around Meng Shentong.

"This girl's martial arts is so high, it's the first time I've seen it in my life."

Meng Shentong looked shocked, he didn't dare to be careless, the whole body's cold energy surged, he slapped his palms in a row, and his whole body turned like a spinning top, forming a blue protective energy wall nine feet around his body.

"fall!"

"burst!"

The two shot at the same time, and after a loud "bang", the protective energy wall formed by Meng Shentong's ninth-level Asura Yin Sha Kung was actually shattered, but Li Xinyue's sword energy also scattered in disorder, Meng Shentong failed to hit the vital point.

"You girl is not easy, I can't keep you today!" Meng Shentong wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and he came around Li Xinyue in a flash.

The left palm issued an incomparably fierce vajra palm force, and the right hand was filled with cold air, and three fingers were pointed in the air, hitting Li Xinyue's heart sword, forcing her to retreat five steps.

"This devil's internal strength has been trained to the point where yin and yang are blended, good and evil are united. Now that I have fallen to the same level as him, I am afraid it will not be easy to kill him."

Li Xinyue thought to herself, with a worried look on her face.

On the other side, Li Tian also fought with Su Changhe, those Qing soldiers wanted to go to help, but were stopped by Mu Yumo and Bai Hehuai.

Fukang'an felt that he had a great advantage here. After carefully looking at the beauty of the three girls, Li Xinyue, Mu Yumo, and Bai Hehuai, he suddenly felt itchy and drooling unconsciously.

"Don't hurt those three beauties, they are my future side princesses."

"You're thinking of farting!" Su Changhe yelled, and he slapped Li Tian, ​​using the force of the shock to distance him.

Seeing that Fukang'an was only surrounded by Ling Tuisi, he waved his sleeves and shot the extremely thin Anhe knife at him.

"Marshal Fu, be careful!" Li Tian raised his eyebrows and punched in the air. The fierce fist broke half of the knife thread, but the other side continued to fly towards Fu Kang'an.