Chapter 777: Attack the door!

Lu Jianfeng gritted his teeth and said, "This is the first time I have suffered such a great humiliation from Wanjianmen!

Now all major sects are laughing at us, saying that our Wanjian Sect is not worthy of being among the nine top sects!

Can you bear this shame?"

"I can't stand such a great humiliation!"

"We must get rid of this kid and restore the majesty of my Ten Thousand Swords!"

"We must cut all this kid and the people around him!"

"Master of the Sect, I ask to go down the mountain to kill this son!"

"Master of the Sect, I'll ask for orders to go down the mountain!"

"I'm the one!"

Everyone present stood up, yelled angrily, yelling to go down the mountain to kill Yang Luo.

Lu Jianfeng raised his hand and said, "This kid will naturally get rid of it, and it must be eliminated!

But this kid is indeed very strong. If he sends people down the mountain at will, it will only cause more casualties!”

"Jianfeng, let me go down the mountain this time!

If you cannot kill this son, I will never return to the mountain!"

The old man, wearing a navy blue robe, had a gray hair and a tall figure, stepped out in one step.

This old man is Xiao Zhenyue, the fourth elder of Wanjianmen who "sealed the throat with one sword"!

"Jianfeng, I also asked to go down the mountain to kill this son and exalt the power of my Ten Thousand Swords!"

The old man wearing a purple robe, burly and tall, with long gray-white hair tied behind his head, walked out.

This old man is the "Qiankun Heavy Sword" of the fifth elder of Wanjian Sect!

"Jianfeng, I am willing to go down the mountain to avenge my junior brothers seventh, eighth and ninth junior brothers!"

The old man wearing a gray robe, slightly short-sized and narrow-eyed eyes walked out.

This old man is Situ Kong, the sixth elder of Wanjian Sect, "Thunder Fire Double Swords"!

Lu Jianfeng looked at the three of them and said, "If the three elders are willing to go down the mountain, it will be easy to kill this son!

But, to be on the safe side, I plan to send three thousand elite disciples down the mountain with the three elders!

Three elders, what do you think?”

Xiao Zhenyue said: "You can arrange it all by Jianfeng!"

"good!"

Lu Jianfeng nodded and said, "Then the three thousand elites will be selected by the three elders. You three elders will go down the mountain whenever you say you will go down the mountain!"

"no problem!"

Xiao Zhenyue, Wan Qianren and Situ Kong nodded.

"Hahaha, this time three elders join forces, plus three thousand elite supporters, even if this kid has three heads and six arms, he will definitely die!"

"It's damn it if you let this kid jump around for so long!"

"Then I wish the three elders a success!"

"When the three elders return in triumphant return, we will hold a banquet and celebrate it!"

Everyone in the hall spoke out, as if they had seen the scene of the three elders returning with Yang Luo's heads.

However, at this moment!

"Report!"

A long voice came in.

Everyone turned around and saw a disciple running in in a hurry.

After the disciple came in, he bowed and said loudly: "Master, report urgent matters!"

"What's the matter?"

Lu Jianfeng frowned and asked.

The disciple replied: "Just a while ago, a large number of people suddenly came to attack our Wanjian Sect!

Now our people have started a fierce battle with them!”

"What?! Someone attacked our Wanjianmen?!"

"It's outrageous, who is so bold!"

"Someone dared to attack our Wanjian Sect. Is this crazy?!"

Everyone present looked in disbelief.

You know, their Wanjian Sect is one of the nine top sects in the ancient martial arts world!

Even if it is ranked second, no one can easily provoke it! What's more, it's a hit to their mountain gate!

"This is serious?"

Lu Jianfeng was a little unbelievable.

The disciple replied: "The master of the sect, it's true. Now the battle has started at the foot of the mountain!"

"Damn it!"

Lu Jianfeng clenched his fists tightly, gritted his teeth and asked, "Who is the one who attacked our Wanjian Sect?"

The disciple replied: "It seems to be from the seven major sects of Yanyue Sect, Shenlong Sect, Hunyuan Sect, Giant Sword Sect, Fulong Pavilion, Fenyan Sect and Fenglei Sect!"

"fart!"

Lu Jianfeng shouted angrily and said with disbelief: "Even these seven waste garbage sects dare to attack our Wanjian Sect. Are you funny?"

"Didn't the sun come out to the west today?"

The deputy sect leader Qiu Guanjie also sneered and didn't believe it at all.

Even the others present didn't believe it.

After all, the seven major sects including Yanyue Sect are not worth mentioning in their eyes.

When they stepped on these seven sects, they didn't even dare to make a fuck.

And now these seven major sects dare to hit them. Isn’t this funny?

The disciple hurriedly replied: "Sect Master, Deputy Sect Master, all the guardians, elders, what I said is true!

It was really these seven major sects who came to the door, and they summoned more than 20,000 people!"

"More than 20,000 people?"

Lu Jianfeng's face changed and he frowned and said, "Everyone, come and go and have a look with me!"

"yes!"

Everyone responded in unison.

Then, Lu Jianfeng rushed out of the hall with everyone...

At this time.

The periphery of the Eighteen Peaks of Wanjianmen.

A big war has begun.

There was a large area of ​​darkness, and people were everywhere at the foot of the mountain.

The shouts of killing, roars, and screams echoed continuously.

Yang Luo and Xiang Kunlun led the seven major sects to attack Wanjianmen.

Therefore, as the war had just begun, many disciples who were guarding the outer edge of the Eighteen Peaks of Wanjianmen had already died.

Many corpses had fallen on the ground, and blood stained the earth red.

"Brothers, kill with me!"

Bujie was like a wild horse that broke free from reins, and shouted excitedly, holding a dragon-patterned Zen Staff, pushing it up horizontally!

He kept swinging the dragon-patterned Zen Staff and smashing all the disciples of Wanjian Sect who were approaching!

Some of the disciples who were smashed to death died on the spot, and some were seriously injured and could not get up even if they were not dead.

"Who is this stinky monk? He is so powerful?"

"It seems that he is using Shaolin martial arts. Could it be that he is from Shaolin?"

"No matter who he is, kill him!"

Hundreds of disciples of the Ten Thousand Sword Sect roared, holding long swords in hand, and rushed towards Bujie together.
To be continued...