A flying sword pierced the back of his neck.

If you look at it from a high altitude, you can only see Lin Jue walking by as if taking a leisurely stroll in a courtyard, while the Taoist priests who were fighting fiercely around him fell one after another, and bloody flowers bloomed one after another.

"You...who are you...

"What do you want?"

The old Taoist people are used to living a comfortable life, and subconsciously they feel afraid and keep retreating.

However, the Taoist priest in front of him didn't look back at him at all. He just stared at him. His eyes were focused, and all the flying swords that had been dealing with the Taoist priests around him just now left their target and were shot at him from different directions.

The old Taoist was shocked and angry, and his beard was trembling. He looked at these flying swords and wanted to avoid them, but he couldn't avoid them with his old bones, so he had to chant a spell quickly:

"Wood spirit, wood spirit, divine staff, divine staff, bear my wounds and suffer the remaining disasters on my behalf!"

At the same time, he quickly bent down and lay down.

"Duoduoduo..."

Some of the twelve flying swords were shot by him, but he ducked down and hit the door behind him, while others hit him solidly, but no matter whether they hit the door behind him or hit him,

, the sound they made was actually the sound of being shot into the wood.

Lin Jue stretched out his hand and made a sword finger, then hooked it back. All the flying swords trembled and twisted, were pulled out from where they were originally stuck, and flew back into the air.

The old Taoist also got up quickly.

But apart from the damage to his Taoist robe, he was almost unscathed.

"Huh?"

Lin Jue was a little surprised.

When he glanced around, he saw a few scars appearing out of thin air on the pillars of the main hall next to him.

A total of six flying swords were pierced into the old Taoist just now, four at the top and two at the bottom. Now there are six wounds on the pillar, four at the top and two at the bottom. The wounds look like his own

The flying sword looks like it is sticking out.

"What kind of spell is this?"

Lin Jue felt a little strange, so he put away the flying sword, and suddenly there was a long sword in his hand and he lifted it up.

"Arrogant! Do you really think that I, Jingyun Temple, don't know magic? Do you think that just because you know some skills, you can bully people at will?" After the old Taoist got up, he knew that he could no longer be good today, and quickly dodged away from Lin Jue.

After stabbing with the sword, he quickly turned his head and shouted to the nearest young Taoist priests, "Quickly go and call the junior brothers in this temple, tell them to stop refining elixirs and come out to meet the enemy!"

Several young Taoist priests nodded and immediately ran outside.

But how could a few people let them leave?

First, a sharp arrow came from the earliest bean soldier archer, killing one person. The junior sister was close, took a step forward, chased the soul through the willow, and stabbed one person to death. Lin Jue waved his hand, and the flying sword shuttled and rotated, leaving a few

People also fell to the ground amidst screams.

But Junior Sister, Luo Gong and Wan Xinrong all looked at him——

There were other Taoist priests in the temple.

He is even making elixirs!

Lin Jue also understood what they meant and said, "Leave this place and this old man to me!"

"Um!"

The three of them nodded and went to one side.

"Fuyao, go help junior sister!"

"Great!"

The huge fox jumped lightly and left.

Just when Lin Jue came back to his senses after saying these few words, the old man had already finished reciting a series of incantations quickly and at the same time stretched out his finger.

"Dharma-protecting gods! Come and protect us!"

I heard a sound coming from the main entrance of the Taoist temple.

Lin Jue turned his head and took a look, only to realize that it was the statue of the two guardian gods standing in the ceremonial gate of the Taoist temple. At this time, under the spell of the old Taoist, he actually came to life.

They were two warrior gods with strong backs and golden armor, nearly one foot tall, one holding a spear and the other holding a golden mace. They both had angry eyes, bent over and walked out of the ceremonial gate, and used those angry eyes to

His face and eyes looked at Lin Jue, the bean soldiers all over the ground, and the stone giant.

"The spirit appears?

"Or some kind of magic?"

Lin Jue squinted his eyes and thought to himself.

But there was no time to think too much——

The two guardian martial gods, carrying long spears and golden maces, strode into the courtyard. When the Taoist priests saw this, they all avoided it, which made them look incomparable.
Chapter completed!