God vs. Lone Star, you and I are a pair

As soon as he finished speaking, Xuan Yuan shot out like an arrow, quickly knocking down the three guards on the inner floor, and reached the altar in the blink of an eye.

At this time, Zhang Hao, Xueying and the others once again subverted their understanding. This short fat man looked like he was full of fat, but why he moved so fast and powerfully? This was not in line with ergonomics and mechanics at all.

But they didn't think too much and rushed in directly following Xuan Yuan, knocking down the guards in front of them. These guards should have been mobilized from other Taoist temples according to the intelligence. They should have practiced some kung fu with them on weekdays, but they were far from the opponents of the special team led by Zhang Hao, let alone someone else's deliberate sneak attack.

When Xuanyuan and his men rushed around the altar, the other guards in the inner circle noticed the abnormality and quickly narrowed the encirclement, trapping Xuanyuan and the others in the middle.

The short, fat man Xuan Yuan jumped onto the one-meter-high altar and kicked over the small bronze cauldron. The previous ritual of cutting hands and sprinkling blood was already halfway through, and all the blood collected inside was spilled out, bright red. The blood spread on the wooden floor, and something seemed to be crawling inside. Xuan Yuan glanced at it, frowning with an expression of disgust.

He Yun's reaction was also very quick, and he hit Xuan Yuan's face with a whisk. Xuan Yuan did not dodge, because Zhang Hao and his people followed him and arrived, and helped him block Taoist Master Qingchen and some others. Attacked by an unknown middle-aged Taoist priest.

"He Fangxiao, you are ruining my good deeds." He Yun shouted in a deep voice.

"Bah, it's such a bad thing, you have no regard for human ethics, and you are completely unscrupulous." Xuan Yuan retorted while dodging.

He Yun looked at the short and fat man in front of him who seemed to be in a mess but was actually moving with ease. He felt that he looked familiar, and then he made a few tentative moves.

"You are from the Qingyun Sect."

"That's right, I am." Xuan Yuan turned over and dodged the hidden arrows that came from nowhere. "A group of villains who only know how to sneak around and hurt people with hidden arrows."

"Hmph, your Qingyun Mountains have been defeated by you incompetent descendants a long time ago. It's just the right time for you to die in my hands today. Go and apologize to your ancestor and uncle." He Yun stepped up his offensive.

"Hahahaha." Xuan Yuan's figure circled around and passed through the fire. After a few climbs, he appeared on top of the fire and at the top of the altar.

"This is the funniest joke I've ever heard. No matter how our Qingyun Sect declines, it won't be the turn of evil devils like you to criticize us." Xuan Yuan found the rope ladder hidden in the bonfire. When he went up, Just cut it off. At this moment, he was standing in the firelight with his hands behind his hands. Although he was not blessed by a gorgeous coat, his face was upright, and he faintly showed everyone's demeanor.

"Thousands of years ago, your Fuyao sect was unknown. Thousands of years later, everyone still spreads it. Soaring to the top of the blue clouds, my Qingyun sect is still above you." Xuan Yuan stood with his hands behind his back, his voice was rich and echoing. Echoes in the valley.

He Yun made a gesture, and a group of young men with thin stature and sharp eyes began to climb up the wooden frame set up by the altar.

Snow Eagle saw everything clearly with a telescope from the outside. "Be careful, these are the killers who were in Chen Shu's villa that day."

Fortunately, Zhang Hao and the others were prepared in advance. Except for their eyes and nose, no skin on their bodies was exposed. When dealing closely with these killers, I didn't suffer as much as last time. The blue light on their daggers was later tested to be a neurotoxin. It will spread with the blood and is not fatal, but will cause muscle paralysis in a short period of time. But for Zhang Hao and others who are fighting on the front line, It is said that if you are slow for even a second, you will lose your life.

He Yun looked at the prepared people, sneered, took out a handful of powder from his body, and sprinkled it on the burning bonfire.