Facing the tide of enemies, Bai Ye's face tightened. But Hei Yimu Renqu took the lead and rushed forward to block them.
The army is a whole, not a single person. Although Bai Ye can compete with two or three Skybreaking Army, when hundreds or thousands of Skybreaking Army gather together, their power is by no means as simple as one plus one. The power they exert is
multiply.
Bai Ye took a stance, but just as he was about to charge forward, a hand suddenly stretched out from behind him, grabbing him and throwing him back.
It’s corn grass!
"Grandmaster!"
The white night screams urgently.
"Bai Ye, have you forgotten the important task entrusted to you by the sect leader? Have you forgotten what you are wearing on your finger? Don't miss it anymore! Let's go! Go quickly! If you don't leave and the Qianlong Ring falls into the hands of the Holy Court, then
Everything the sect leader sacrificed was in vain, and these dead sect members also died in vain! Don't let them down!" Gu Cao cried out sadly.
When Bai Ye heard the sound, his steps froze.
Gucao had no choice but to say anything more, as the Black Yimu people had been overwhelmed by the Heaven-Pottering Army.
Gucao moved his old body and blocked the way. He had made up his mind to go and had no hesitation!
The defeat of the Juehun Sect is inevitable and cannot be changed.
But this cannot destroy the will of everyone.
Bai Ye's eyes widened.
Soon, the grain and grass were lost under the iron hooves of the barbarian horse.
He knew he was going to die, but he didn't hesitate.
"Grandmaster!"
Bai Ye was completely furious, wishing he could tear these Heaven-shattering armies to pieces right away!
"If you really want to save the Juehun Sect, leave immediately. I have asked some disciples to take a secret path down the mountain! In the white night, I will leave the green mountains without worrying about having no firewood! You have to believe in yourself!"
At this time, a voice came to my ears again, like a whisper, and ordinary people didn't notice it. I turned around and saw that it was the old man from the bookstore who was fighting with the Tian Po Army in the distance.
"senior..."
My eyes are red during the day and night.
The old man killed one of the Skybreakers, and with a little step, he landed beside Bai Ye. He stretched out his hand and slapped Bai Ye directly on the head.
The moment his palm fell, a hot power poured down from the top of his head. Bai Ye found that the potential in his body was instantly activated. The soul realm instantly broke through the restrictions of the Qi Soul Realm and soared to the first level of the Qi Soul Realm!
"The Juehun Sect has three great skills before its leader, Wei Qinghou, is Mu Jue, Shu Jue, and Jian Jue. Mu Jue is proficient in the art of puppets, Shu Jue knows thousands of soul techniques, and Jian Jue can conquer the world with one sword. What you have learned"
"Nine Soul Sword Art" is the strongest among the three sword arts. He spent his whole life researching and writing the divine art based on the ancient fragments. Although this sword art made him famous as a sword artist, it also ended his career.
Life! Don’t let down the sect leader, don’t let down Jian Jue, and don’t let down the Juehun Sect, leave now! Get out of here!”
After the old man said that, he rushed towards Juehun Sect again.
Bai Ye clenched his hands extremely tightly, as if he wanted to crush the sword hilt and gun shaft.
"Juehun Sect disciples, all come here!!"
At this time, Wei Qinghou shouted.
Everyone retreated towards the main hall.
Bai Ye didn't dare to hesitate and retreated.
The Heaven-breaking Army and the Holy Academy people took the opportunity to reorganize their lineup and began to encircle them.
All the elite disciples stood on the outside, and the youngest and most talented disciples were tightly protected inside.
Wei Qinghou and a group of elders stood at the front without any concern for their own lives.
Xin Bujue and Taidong temporarily retreated, and they faced each other.
There were tens of thousands of people in the Juehun Sect, but now there were only a few thousand. In less than an hour, half of the people in the sect lost their lives.
"I'm sorry, old sect master." Wei Qinghou looked at the corpses on the ground and the red sect, his voice was hoarse.
The steward of the wooden room came out, turned his head and looked at the scarred and bloody disciples behind him. He smiled slightly, and his expression suddenly became extremely relaxed.
The disciples were all stunned.
In the past, this steward only had a serious attitude and a serious attitude, but today, he is so kind.
Is this his true side?
"You are all the best disciples of my Juehun Sect. No matter which one of you can leave here alive today, I hope you can remember that rebuilding the sect is not important. What is important is your original intention. Never forget it! Defenders of the Way,
We must defend the truth! Justice in the world should be in the hearts of the people!"
When the voice fell, he rushed out.
The wooden men who were still fighting against the Heaven-Pottering Army suddenly rushed over like crazy. They overlapped like building blocks and turned into a huge wooden man in the blink of an eye.
It's just that although this wooden giant is born, it has a form and no soul.
With all the disciples watching, Mu Jue rushed over.
The soul power all over his body suddenly turbulent, and then exploded, shattering his body into pieces, and spreading his blood to the wooden giant.
Wood is dead, fallen!
Roar!!!!
The blood-soaked wooden giant let out a thundering roar, and violence and murder filled the entire Mang Mountain!
"Puppet forbidden technique?"
Both Taidong and Xin Bujue's expressions changed drastically.
The wooden giant raised his foot and stomped it down, causing the Heaven-breaking soldiers to fall on their backs, causing numerous casualties.
The disciples were shocked.
Wei Qinghou's eyes were red and he was extremely sad.
"Chang Song! Take them away!"
He roared with suppressed grief and anger.
"metropolitan!"
"Let's go!" It seemed to be squeezed out from between the teeth.
The disciples burst into tears.
Bai Ye gritted his teeth and shouted: "The sect leader seems to have misjudged me, Bai. I'll stay!" After that, he stretched out his hand to take off the ring in his hand, but was shocked to find that the Qianlong Ring seemed to be stuck on it, and he couldn't take it anyway.
No less.
Bai Ye's face turned pale, and he pulled out the iron sword without hesitation and chopped off his fingers.
But as soon as the sword edge approached, it was blown away by a burst of soul power.
"Bai Ye, are you going to give up Juehun Sect?" Wei Qinghou said with a ferocious face: "If I let you go, then leave! Don't stay any longer!"
As soon as the voice fell, a strong wind hit, and everyone was blown into the hall.
"metropolitan!"
"kill!"
The Heaven-Pottering Army rushed over.
Taidong was riding a tiger, one person leading the way.
"Wei Qinghou, keep your life!"
"General Tai, how about you and I join forces to kill this person?" Xin Bujue rushed over.
"Okay, but if I win the Hidden Dragon Ring, I must hand it over to the prince as soon as possible!"
Taidong said expressionlessly.
"Of course, otherwise General, you wouldn't have come here in person."
Xin Bujue said calmly.
To be continued...