Gao Lan is very proud.

She proudly believed that with her Baihong palm power, she could break into the Zhongshun Palace.

Although he was defeated by Bai Rujun just now.

"Get out of the way!" Master Yuantong blocked the way in front of her. She shouted loudly, and another white rainbow palm power was thrust.

Yuantong did not dodge or avoid, and a half-inch air wall appeared all over his body. When the palm wind hit the air wall, Yuantong hummed, and half-inch away from his face it seemed like a giant tree hitting a bell, and the stone slab under his feet clicked and cracked a few times.

But the Vajra's magical power could not withstand the power of Bai Hong's palm spread out with a puff, but Yuantong was quick and lucky, and it was another half-inch wall of air.

Gao Lan was stunned.

She had never seen Yuantong use such magical power. Even though she knew it was the famous Vajra Demon-subduing Magical Power, she had only always thought it was just a fight.

How could she resist the ancestral magical skills she was proud of?

With a gritted teeth, she lifted her sword and stabbed forward - can you block the palm power, but can you block the sword light?

cannot!

The sword light seemed to be squeezed and exploded in front of the protective magic, but the tip of the sword pierced the throat of Yuantong.

Amitabha!

Another person came out in a flash, folding his hands together as if worshiping the Empress Guanyin.

It was that thin monk! His pair of fleshy palms clamped the sword edge so that his size could not move forward.

However, the powerful Bai Hong's palm power on the sword was induced for a while, and the monk couldn't bear it and took three or five steps back.

As soon as you step out, the bluestone slab as big as a millstone cracks.

Gao Lan tried to hit the monk in the head from behind.

She shouted: "So you have defected to the Ming Dynasty!"

Yuantong appeared behind the thin monk again.

He gathered the air wall again and welcomed another Baihong palm force.

At the same time, he shouted: "Donator Gao, do you want to make a big deal?"

Gao Lan was about to scold her, but there was a strong wind coming from one side. She suddenly realized that this was a place where experts gathered!

Without having time to take action, Gao Lan had no choice but to protect his wings with his true energy, but this time he hit the vajra.

Gao Lan was beaten to death.

She was also strong. She was in mid-air. The sword light on the sword spitted and went straight to Wei Yang who was standing under the steps outside the door. It was a sneak attack with all her might. The sword light broke out and drew more than two feet away. In the blink of an eye, it stabbed Wei Yang in front of him.

Gao Lan held a sword in one hand and quietly penetrated into her chest with the other hand. She stared at everyone and glanced out of the door.

She wants to see if Chen Bai and the others will go to save Wei Yang.

only……

"How could this kid be so skillful in martial arts?" Gao Lan was shocked.

Wei Yang moved his feet. Although the sword light was fast, it was not as fast as his pace. He had avoided more than ten steps before he saw the sword light stabbing on the bluestone of the mansion. The nine-foot-meter-round bluestone was smashed to pieces for a moment, and the splashed debris hit the stone lion at the door making a crackling sound.

Then Gao Lan fell to the ground. She was so strong that she wanted to turn over and jump up the moment she landed. At this moment, she felt that her ribs were shattered, and the true energy in her body was tumbling. Thousands of steel needles pierced her meridians, and a stream of blood rushed out of her chest.

Press it down?

That's asking for death.

Gao Lan turned over and sat up, supported the sword and spit out a mouthful of blood.

However, at this moment she felt that the internal injury was not attacked by a vajra.

who?

She looked up and saw a man wearing a flying fish suit, an embroidered spring knife hanging on his waist, and looking out the door with his hands coldly, his face was very pale and seemed to be injured. There were seventeen or eighteen people of different shapes standing beside him, some in military uniforms, some in casual clothes, some in hand, some holding maces, and some holding double scimitars. They seemed to be surrounded by a chair, and there was a person who could not move on the chair, which was Zhao Yunfu, the pillar of the western frontier.

Gao Lan was stunned.

What's going on? The Jinyiwei Qianhu dressed up as Habote.

She tried to ask, "You, are you Haboti?"

Ma Shiqianhu said coldly: "It's hard for you to remember."

Then you are...

"I am a Tumote, are you very familiar with you?" Ma Shiqianhu said, "I dare to break out again next time, I won't miss you, Chagatai and we will have Temujin."

Wei Yang quickly bowed his lips, what is that Habo Tie?

That was clearly the boy among the hundreds of horsemen.

Gao Lan hesitated for a moment and suddenly said quickly: "Chinkengbo?"

Ma Shiqianhu replied: "Don't wait for Kabenaotu with oil."

Gao Lan looked slightly happy, and suddenly felt a heat behind her. She turned around and looked at Wei Yang standing behind her, making gestures in her hands, as if she was looking for the acupoints in her back.

"What are you doing?" Gao Lan cried.

Wei Yang said strangely: "You woman, so unreasonable. You only kill me, I won't kill you?"

Gao Lan quietly took out her hand from her chest, she knew that this guy had excellent martial arts skills.

"I'm now internally injured... Well, if you want to kill me, you have already started. What are you going to do?" Gao Lan said sneering.

Wei Yang rubbed his hands and suddenly grabbed Gao Lan's arm. His fingers were like tiger claws, and he tightly held Gao Lan's wrist. Gao Lan couldn't help but his arms were sore and numb. Just as he was using his skills to resist, he bleeded another bloody mouth. Only then did she remember that she seemed to be looking for someone who was sneak attacking her?

His eyes quickly looked under the steps, and he saw an old man with a bad face, with his hands huddled in his sleeves, and there was a man lying beside him, holding a vajra, which was the fat monk.

"It turns out that seeing him being attacked, the monk wants to save him... Hiss--" Gao Lan's arrogance disappeared immediately.

He sneaked into her with one hand and knocked down the fat monk with the other.

Such martial arts are really top-notch!

"Are you a Dangxiang?" the old man asked staring at her.

Gao Lan hesitated for a moment and said loudly: "I am a descendant of Daxia!"

"No wonder, Li Qiushui was rampant in the western front with the power of the white rainbow palm. You were the descendant of the Xixia people, so the power of the white rainbow palm has long been lost." The old man smiled and said, "It's a pity that your internal strength is not as good as you win by surprise. You can be considered a first-class master, but if you really fight to the end, you can only be considered a second-rate, at most those third-rate masters have the strength. Do you dare to break into the palace forcibly?"

The speaker is unintentional, but the listener is intentional.

Wei Yang grabbed Gao Lan's wrist and reached out to touch her sleeve. Suddenly, Gao Lan shivered. When she turned around, her face was already snow-white, but her cheeks were now quickly gushing on her. Her eyes were like dripping water, and she almost burst out tears. She couldn't help but say kindly: "Look, you've suffered a big loss, right?"

Then he simply took back his crossbow and threw Gao Lan's jade arm hard, but he didn't care at all.

Gao Lan bit her teeth and forced herself to lower her head.

She swore that if she could survive today, she would definitely be good-looking in ten years!

You can have higher martial arts skills than me, and you can have greater arrogance than me!

But you must never ignore my peerless appearance!

Do you understand?

But she didn't know that Wei Xiaolang, who was simple-minded, remembered a person who had existed in this world.

Murong Fu.

He guessed that Gao Lanba probably wanted to use the power of Dongchagatai to restore the country.

hehe.

It is even more funny than Gusu Murong.

Wei Yang knew that the Dangxiang people, especially the Xixia people who were destroyed by Temujin, did not call themselves Xixia people, but their name was Daxia. What's more, two hundred years have passed and they are still worried about this matter. Who else can there be except the Dangxiang nobles at that time?

Do you think everyone is our tribe member, and even if there is only one person left in the pool of blood, you will not forget to take revenge?

You must have that foundation too.
Chapter completed!