The BE of the anime turned into a HE

Wu Xin fought against five people alone without being at a disadvantage. He looked calm on the surface, but in fact he was more anxious than anyone else and wanted to resolve the issue as soon as possible.

This momentum will not last long and will soon disappear, and by then it will be too late to save the situation…

Su Changhe retreated from the battlefield, looking at the monk with a puzzled look. It was very strange that the monk suddenly entered a state of trance.

Even though he had no intention of entering the mysterious realm of divine wandering, he was still powerless when facing the siege of several people, after all, it was not the real divine wandering realm.

The Prajna Heart Bell had been broken countless times, the Eighteen Swords Formation hidden in the rain was hard to defend against, and there were also the Tang Sect's hidden weapons. If one was not careful, one would be doomed.

The originally white monk's robe was covered in blood, and the Buddhist beads on his chest were all shattered. Suddenly, he violently spat out a mouthful of blood.

I felt bad in my heart.

"Now." The sword in Su Muyu's hand went towards Wuxin without hesitation.

Wuxin gathered his last bit of strength and slapped the sword in front of him away, but was hit by Su Changhe's palm and flew backwards.

His whole body instantly weakened to the extreme, and he couldn't even stand up. He looked up at the sky with a bitter smile on his face, "It's really a one-step shortcoming!"

Xiao Se, I tried my best, I just wanted to see you again. Xiao Se's face unconsciously came to my mind, and I asked with a lazy smile: Monk, why haven't you come back yet?

There is no going back...

Su Changhe walked forward slowly and hit the two men with his palms, "It's over."

Suddenly, a red wooden sword appeared before my eyes. It was beautiful but carried a frightening aura, as if it would chop off my head in the next second.

"Head of the family." Su Muyu shouted, which was unusual for him.

Su Changhe did not hesitate at all and quickly retreated to avoid the sword. Even though he knew that this opportunity was rare, he still knew which was more important compared to his own life.

Seeing Su Changhe retreat, Zhao Yuzhen did not pursue him. He quickly came to Li Hanyi, picked her up, and said in a gentle voice, "Little fairy, I missed you so much."

Li Hanyi stared at the person in front of him in a daze. The boy who used to sit under the peach tree waiting to eat peaches now had a beard and a handsome face. The only thing that remained unchanged was his eyes, which were always sincere and clear.

"It's not small anymore." Her face was slightly red and her voice was a little coquettish.

Wu Xin saw the two of them expressing their feelings. Although he didn't want to disturb them, this was not the time to talk about love and the occasion was not right.

"Stop talking, and quickly deal with these people in front of you, otherwise we will really die here."

Hearing the voice, Zhao Yuzhen looked at Wuxin irritably, "How can you, a monk, be so ignorant of romance! Just shut up!"

Wu Xin: “..........”

I'm just speechless.

"Little fairy, wait until I drive away these annoying things, and then I will take you away." Although Zhao Yuzhen didn't like being disturbed, what the monk said was right.

Su Changhe looked at the purple Taoist robe and the peach wood sword, and had a guess in his mind, "Zhao Yuzhen?"

Zhao Yuzhen ignored Su Changhe, holding the peach wood sword and slashing with it, saying in a cold tone, "Did you hurt the fairy?"

Su Muyu simply said, "Yes."

The three great elders of the Tang Clan had gloomy expressions on their faces and clenched their sword energy. They had already thrown many hidden weapons to deal with the two men, even using the Buddha's Wrath Lotus.

Now there is another Taoist swordsman, it's a bit tricky! The last trump card must not be used unless it is absolutely necessary.

Xie Qidao held up his seriously injured body and watched from the side, unable to help at all.

Su Changhe remained silent, with green light and black mist on his palms, as if surrounded by evil spirits, like a demon from hell.

Zhao Yuzhen snorted disdainfully, "Playing tricks, Infinite Sword Formation, rise."

As the words fell, countless swords condensed into reality in mid-air, with extremely fierce momentum, and overwhelming pressure swept down.

Tang Yin held the hidden weapon in his hand ready to be used at any time, "This is the way of Taoism, and it returns to nothingness."

"It's sword energy." Su Muyu said.

Zhao Yuzhen said angrily: "Fall."

Countless peach wood swords flew towards the few people.

The patriarch of Dark River, the head of Su family, and several elders of Tang Clan were so small, like ants, under the Infinite Sword Formation.

Li Hanyi, who was standing by, was stunned when he saw this scene. The sword seemed to be even stronger than before.

Wuxin struggled to stand up and looked at the current situation. It seemed that they were better. This sword immortal was worthy of his reputation!

At the same time, the few people who were suppressed under the sword formation were all under tremendous pressure.

Su Muyu frowned, which was rare. "This is not a solution. We will all die, head of the family."

Tang Yueluo, who was standing aside, looked at Li Hanyi with a sinister look in her eyes, "Please, head patriarch, give us a chance to breathe."

"Do you have a solution?" Su Changhe said coldly.

Tang Yueluo's eyes were stern, "I will definitely not let the head of the family down."

Su Changhe didn't say anything, his aura burst out, he raised his hand and delivered his strongest palm, causing the sword formation to stop instantly.

The black box in Tang Yueluo's hand was the Tang Clan's most powerful hidden weapon - the Rain of Pear Blossom Needles. With a light press, seventy-two pear blossom needles glowing with cold light flew towards the seriously injured Li Hanyi at a high speed.

"What......" Li Hanyi's pupils shrank suddenly. He wanted to dodge, but his body was unable to move.

Zhao Yuzhen noticed it instantly, "Little Fairy!!"

"It's too late." Su Changhe sneered.

Zhao Yuzhen swung his sword, and the pear blossom needle, which was originally moving at a very fast speed, suddenly slowed down.

A sword enters the trance.

A red peach wood sword appeared in front of Li Hanyi and cut the pear blossom needle back.

Wuxin also appeared in front of him, and the golden Prajna Heart Bell appeared, but it was shattered in an instant. Wuxin flew backwards and hit the ground.

The three elders of the Tang Sect suddenly felt a pain between their eyebrows and fell down.

Su Changhe raised his hand and caught a row of pear blossom needles, throwing them on the ground, "Seventy-two, I'll take fifty-six, and three are on the people from the Tang Sect."

"I cut down twelve of them, and there is still one left." A strange look flashed across Su Muyu's eyes.

Zhao Yuzhen carefully checked the fairy's body and did not find any pear blossom needles, so he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

"Wuxin!" Li Hanyi uttered the two words with difficulty and fainted.

Only then did Zhao Yuzhen notice Wuxin lying on the ground. It seemed that he had blocked a bullet just now. He wouldn't be dead, right?

"Hey! Monk."

As the words fell, Wuxin slowly half-supported his body and spit out a pear blossom needle from his mouth, "Not dead yet, almost."

Su Changhe's eyes were colder than ever before. Anhe was determined to fight to the death. Zhao Yuzhen's breath had weakened in the previous moment.

Now is a good opportunity to break in, he raised his palm and wanted to move forward.

I saw a white blade of light slashing down at my feet, and a Taoist priest in a white robe appeared, "Master, please don't cross this gap."

Su Changhe took a step back and said, "I dare not disobey the order of the Imperial Master."

Then he turned and left.

Xie Qidao took a look, said nothing, and followed.

Su Muyu bowed respectfully to Qi Tianchen and turned to leave.