Chapter 3274 Two Masters

If Kasan wasn't a killer and good at tracking, we wouldn't have been able to find this place so quickly.

At this moment, we were lying on the roof, looking down at the seven sword slaves. They were destroying the magic circle and wanted to enter the hall in front.

With only a few of us, even if we found those sword slaves from Yiguandao, we would never dare to act rashly at this time. After all, the opponent's strength is there, and three top masters among the sword slaves are also among them.

I don’t know where Tang Shangning and the others have gone at the moment. I feel that the situation is becoming more and more complicated.

Now we can only adapt to the situation and see how things develop next.

The most important prerequisite is to protect ourselves and give full play to our Sixth Regiment's ability to stir up trouble.

A few of us lay on the roof for a while, and soon something happened below. As the seven sword slaves continued to slap black talismans onto the magic circle, the power of the magic circle became weaker and weaker, and the golden light also dimmed.

After a while, the magic circle was directly shattered.

When the magic circle was broken, the seven sword slaves did not rush into the hall. Instead, they had a brief discussion and quickly sent three sword slaves into the hall. The remaining four people stood guard at the door of the hall, ready for battle.

Through this incident, I discovered that these sword slaves are becoming smarter and smarter.

The first generation of sword slaves looked stupid and each of them had mental problems, but now they are very cautious and know how to divide the work and cooperate with each other. It seems that they are not much different from normal people.

This makes me admire this guy Bai Mile, he is simply a genius.

We all became nervous all of a sudden, not knowing what would happen next.

Just as the three sword slaves walked into the hall, suddenly, a strange noise was heard from inside the hall. When the noise was made, even those of us lying on the roof felt our blood flowing backwards, breathing became difficult, and it felt like all the strength in our bodies had been drained.

The noise was somewhat like the roar of a bull.

After this strange noise was heard, there was a loud bang. I looked up and saw that the door of the hall was shattered. The three sword slaves who had just entered were all blown away and rolled on the ground along with the wooden fragments, looking very embarrassed.

When the three sword slaves got up from the ground, blood gushed out of each of their nostrils and mouths. Some of them were unsteady on their feet. They all looked in the direction of the hall with deep fear in their eyes.

The strange noise that was made just now was most likely caused by Laojun's green ox horn. It seemed to be called "great sound" and it could shatter the meridians of practitioners.

Even though we were so far away, we all felt very uncomfortable, let alone the three sword slaves. Although they were not dead, they must have been seriously injured by Laojun's green ox horn.

The seven sword slaves retreated a distance, each holding a magic sword in their hands, and looked towards the direction of the hall.

Soon, an ethereal voice came from the hall: "Who are you, rascal, to dare to trespass into my Ziji Palace..."

Jian Jiu snorted angrily, took two steps forward, and shouted towards the direction of the hall: "Stop playing tricks here, listen up, people of Taiqing Palace, our chief wants to borrow your Laojun Qingniu horn, hand it over quickly, otherwise I will massacre your Taiqing Palace today."

After Jian Jiu said this, suddenly, three people walked out of the hall.

One of them we knew, he was the Zhenren Zhengyang who jumped into the Wangyue Well at the beginning.

Beside Zhenren Zhengyang were two old Taoists, with white hair and beards, and youthful faces. They were all wearing blue-gray Taoist robes, giving people a sense of mystery.

One of the old Taoist priests was holding a bull horn in his hand and looked coldly at the seven sword slaves.

It is said that China is a land of hidden dragons and crouching tigers, and there are many unseen masters. Now I really believe it.

Even in a small Taiqing Palace, there are such masters.

I think these two masters are supposed to be the ones who are specifically protecting Laojun's Green Ox Horns.

Zhenren Zhengyang pointed at the sword slaves of Yiguandao and said angrily, "My two great masters, these are all thieves of Yiguandao. They sneaked into our Taiqing Palace and killed innocent people indiscriminately. Their purpose is to seize the most precious treasure of our Taiqing Palace, the Blue Horn of the Old Lord. We must not let them leave here alive today."

I think that Zhenren Zhengyang is nearly a hundred years old, yet he calls these two old Taoists "grandmasters". Maybe they are almost the same age as Old Zhang.

When I saw this situation, I felt much more at ease.

These two masters have magical weapons such as Laojun's Green Ox Horn in their hands. It is absolutely impossible for the seven sword slaves of Yiguandao to take away Laojun's Green Ox Horn.

"My Taiqing Palace has never been involved in the disputes in the martial arts world. Now that you people from Yiguandao are so bold and presumptuous, don't blame me for being ruthless." One of the old Taoists had a cold face and waved his hand. A magic sword flew out from the hall and fell directly into his hand.

The seven sword slaves didn't say much. They quickly gathered together and rushed towards the three old Taoists from Taiqing Palace at the same time.

The old Taoist holding Laojun's green ox horn threw the horn directly to Zhenren Zhengyang, and rushed forward with a magic sword to fight with the seven sword slaves.

As soon as the fight started, the two old Taoists from Taiqing Palace had the upper hand. Their sword skills were transcendent and unparalleled, which gave us a great pleasure to watch.

When the two sides were fighting fiercely, suddenly, Zhenren Zhengyang hit the horn of Laojun Green Bull, and the sound of the bull's roar was transmitted. When the noise spread, several of us lying on the roof immediately covered our ears, but still could not stop this powerful force.

Fortunately, at the critical moment, Yuankong waved his hand, and immediately a force of Buddhism enveloped us, offsetting part of the loud and faint sound emitted from Laojun's green ox horn.

When the loud sound rang out, the seven sword slaves were all greatly affected, especially the three sword slaves who were severely injured by Laojun's green ox horns just now. They all spat out large mouthfuls of blood.

At this moment, the two old Taoists made a quick move. With a few flashes of cold light, the heads of the three sword slaves were separated from their necks one after another, and the headless bodies fell to the ground.

Treasure, what a good treasure it is. It is worthy of being the good thing left by Laozi, the ancestor of Taoism. Its power can cause such great damage to the masters around the Earth Immortal Realm.