The Legend of the Extraordinaries Chapter 20: Master Zeng Li

　　 Piles of flames fell, and the entire Xiyanmen was mostly wooden and stone houses. As the flames fell, a huge fire ignited quickly.

　　 Fire, heavy snow, blood, flying swords, all kinds of lights and shadows, all kinds of weapons flying horizontally, all kinds of screams, at this moment, the ancient Xiyanmen is crying.

　　 Mi Xiaojing and Rob were rolling and walking in the snow. The two finally slipped out of the corner gate. After all, both of them were in the backyard of Xiyanmen, where there were relatively few enemies.

　　 sneaked up to the corner and escaped along the courtyard wall.

　　 hadn't gone far, a cultivator in gorgeous clothes appeared in front of him, standing in the snow with an indifferent expression.

　　 "Squat on the ground, otherwise... die!"

　　 That person is only responsible for blocking ordinary people and not allowing anyone to leave.

　　 Mi Xiaojing looked at him. This was a tall guy with a big sword in his hand. Mi Xiaojing knew in his heart that the only consequence of resistance was what he said, death! There is no second possibility, so Mi Xiaojing squatted down with his arms around Rob.

　　 There is no idea of ​​resistance at all. The education that Mi Xiaojing has received since childhood is to be kind to others, and when he suddenly meets a wicked person, he doesn't know what to do.

　　 At this time, a man was holding something, slipped out of the corner door, and quickly fled out. After not running far, he saw Mi Xiaojing and Rob squatting on the ground, and then he saw the cultivator.

　　 There was bitterness on the man's face, without anyone needing to say, he ran to Mi Xiaojing and Rob automatically, and squatted down.

　　"Brother Zhang Ke..."

　　"Little brother!"

　　 Mi Xiaojing was taken aback. Zhang Ke was holding a quilt in his hand. He looked at the two shivering people and immediately wrapped the quilt around them.

　　 The cultivator sneered. As long as the opponent didn't resist, he didn't intend to kill.

　　 Mi Xiaojing has a bed clip wrapped in it, and the feeling of extreme cold is much less. He looked back at Xiyanmen. The fire almost stained the sky red. He has lived in Xiyanmen for so many years. The deep feelings are like my own home, and the anger in my heart burns like a flame when the home is burnt.

　　 Zhang Ke sighed and shook his head constantly. He had no less affection for Xiyanmen than Mi Xiaojing.

　　 One after another, many children or long-time workers escaped, but they were all blocked by the cultivator and squatted around Mi Xiaojing's body.

　　 A cultivator fell from the sky, and the standing cultivator greeted him.

　　 "Uncle, this place has been blocked, none of them escaped."

　　 "Well, yes, yes, as long as you don't resist, don't kill them, we need labor."

　　 "Yes, uncle, disciple follow the order." He saluted and stepped back, bowing his head slightly to show respect.

　　 At this time, the number of people squatting on the ground has reached fifteen or six, forming a small circle. Due to the extreme cold, everyone huddled together and hugged each other to keep warm.

　　 The people around Mi Xiaojing had a thin layer of snow on their bodies. He saw a strange scene. Those two cultivators, any snow falling on top of them, would be invisible. The power bounced away, and no piece of snow could fall on the two of them.

　　 Suddenly, Mi Xiaojing wakes up, this is the power of the cultivator!

　　 Piece of snow does not touch the body!

　　Mi Xiaojing developed a desire for power for the first time.

　　 There are still people resisting at the Xiyan Gate, the battle continues, and the sound of fighting still exists, but the sound is getting smaller and smaller.

　　 This also means that Xiyanmen’s power is rapidly losing, and the number of people fighting is gradually decreasing.

　　At this time, a black shadow flew out from the direction of Xiyanmen, the location was where Mi Xiaojing and the others were. When the man flew out of Xiyanmen, he saw the crowd in a circle underground.

　　 "Run away! Run away!"

　　 Before the man fell, one of the two cultivators who had been on alert flew into the air, and he let out a sneer.

　　 "Hmm, want to run? It depends on whether I agree or not!"

　　 Mi Xiaojing's eyes are sharp, and the person who flew out can be recognized instantly. That is the first master Zengli of Yuanjuetang in Xiyanmen.

　　 The squatting people were in an uproar.

　　"Master!"

　　 "It's Master Zeng Li!"

　　"Uncle!"

　　 I want to say who Mi Xiaojing is closest to in Xiyanmen, no matter who else is, Master Zeng Li is definitely ranked first. It was Master Zeng Li who picked him up back then. Although the master is usually very strict, But he really cares about and loves Mi Xiaojing, so when Mi Xiaojing meets Master Zeng Li, his heart seems to stop beating.

　　All the disciples of Xiyanmen looked up at the sky, watching Master Zeng Li pounce on each other.

　　 Master Zengli Fu Yangshou is a ball of golden light, mixed with light golden mantra characters. Mi Xiaojing almost immediately noticed that this ball of light was converted from the rosary.

　　Mi Xiaojing never knew that a rosary could be used in this way. He stretched out his hand to touch the eighteen rosary that were wrapped around his wrist twice, and his curiosity became even heavier.

　　 The ball of light flew extremely fast, and the opponent raised his hand, it was a spell, and a bolt of lightning struck directly on the ball of light.

　　 Boom!

　　 The golden ball of light suddenly dimmed a lot, but it still shot at the opponent.

　　 A flash of sword light shattered the light ball in an instant. The sword light turned into a silver light and pierced Master Zeng Li, frightening the people below to exclaim.

　　 Master Zengli violently throws out his own rosary string~IndoMTL.com~ One hundred and eight beads burst apart and turned into a chain out of thin air. In a blink of an eye, it was like a smart snake towards the comprehension of the battle. Who flew away.

　　 The sword light slashed on the rosary, but it ignited countless sparks, but couldn’t shake the rosary. This is the jelly tool that Master Zeng Li has been holding since he started to cultivate. Its texture has long since changed and become tough. The extent is incredible.

　　 A series of clanging sounds, the string formed by the rosary began to fly around the opponent, forming a series of phantoms. From below, there is a strange beauty.

　　 The cultivator yelled, sword light, trying to break the chain of rosary beads.

　　 Rob's eyes shone. Although he was still cold and trembling, he clenched his fists tightly. Mi Xiaojing was similar, and he looked nervous. For the first time, he knew that the battle could be so exciting.

　　Wang Weijun is in the Mantra Tower. Although he can’t see the outside, he used to be a master of comprehension. He has a wealth of experience and can be said to be unparalleled. He can guess the outside scene just by listening to the movements outside, almost pretty close.

　　 "Stupid! Stupid! They are all idiots! They are going to be rounded up, and if you don’t run away, go and fight? You don’t know how to die!"

　　Wang Weijun complained in the Mantra Tower, but he was completely powerless. If Mi Xiaojing was killed, then he would be ruined too, so he was also very worried.

　　 The chain of 108 rosary beads finally entangled the cultivator flying in the air.

　　 Master Zengli didn’t care about him, but rushed to another cultivator on the ground. At the same time, he shouted: “Run away~IndoMTL.com~Welcome to read, the latest, fastest, The hottest serial works are all at ~IndoMTL.com~ For mobile phone users, please go to read it.