Chapter 57 Passing across Chencang secretly (please subscribe, please vote)

Penglai Wuzong Nei.

As the sect that suffered the most losses in the previous battle of Xianyang City, the Penglai Wuzong was the most fearful at this time.

At this time, the strongest person in their sect is only at the second level of Grandmaster, and the entire sect combined can number two thousand.

Such a number, facing tens of thousands of Qin's Iron Army, is like a mantis blocking a chariot, and is not worth mentioning.

However, as the leaders of the Donghai Sect, they cannot just run away and hide in the Penglai Mountain.

Once he leaves, the reputation Penglai Wuzong has accumulated in the East China Sea for thousands of years will be lost and completely reduced to a laughing stock.

"It's really hateful. If Lord Juelong Mountain hadn't suddenly killed us, the leader and the grandmaster, we wouldn't have been in such a predicament!"

Chi Xing, the deputy master of Dongxian Pavilion, punched the table and said in a hateful voice, with bloodshot eyes, "Juelongshan is not the leader of my Donghai sect in vain!"

Hearing this, Mi Zhongkun, the only remaining master of the Penglai Wuzong Ming Dynasty, made a "hiss" gesture and said: "Brother Chi Xing, trouble comes from your mouth. You can't speak nonsense about the master of Juelong Mountain!"

Pang Lan, the Lord of Wanhua Palace, said: "Deputy Master Mi, now that we have arrived, what else is there to be taboo about Juelong Mountain? If the Lord of Juelong Mountain dares to do such an outrageous thing, why don't others be allowed to say it?

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Her words instantly resonated with the disciples of all the sects present, and they unanimously denounced Juelongshan.

This place that was once like a holy place in their eyes suddenly became the object of contempt by everyone at this moment.

Mi Zhongkun smiled bitterly and said: "Calm down, everyone, that's not what I meant!

I just heard that the Master of Juelong Mountain is still active outside.

Judging from the fact that he was able to escape from Ying Zheng, his strength is dozens of times stronger than the rest of us here.

We are not opponents at all, so don’t make enemies easily again!

Moreover, Juelong Mountain is within Zuzhou, which is its own space, and outsiders have never been able to enter.

Even if the Qin army arrives, it will not have any impact on them, and it is useless to use rhetoric now!"

Hearing this, a group of angry disciples from various sects almost fell silent at the same time.

Feng Yifeng, the elder of the Neijing Palace, looked at the crowd and said carefully, "Deputy Master Mi, I wonder if you can ask for help from Penglai Mountain?

With the current situation, even the Grand Master is no match for Ying Zheng, let alone us little shrimps, we are just a joke!"

Mi Zhongkun frowned: "When I received the news of the death of the sect leader, I had already asked for help from the mountain, but I was not sure whether they would send someone.

I believe Elder Feng also knows that according to the current rules of the world, practitioners above the Golden Core realm cannot appear."

Feng Yifeng's face turned bitter: "But if this is the case, even if we add up all the people on thousands of islands in the East China Sea, we will only have ten or twenty thousand people. How can we face Ying Zheng's army?

Only by capturing the thief and the king can we have a chance of survival."

"Well said! Yingzheng is arrogant and arrogant. Instead of staying in the Central Plains, he wants to invade our East China Sea.

In this case, we will teach him a profound lesson, just like King Qin Wu Ying Dang did to that idiot."

While everyone was discussing, a sharp voice suddenly came down from the sky, speaking sharply, as if he didn't take Ying Zheng seriously at all.

Hearing this, everyone was startled and all looked at the source of the sound.

Outside the main hall, I saw two people coming through the air.

After seeing the two figures clearly, everyone was happy at first, and then shocked.

Among the two, one of them is actually the Master of Juelong Mountain, An Qisheng.

"An Qisheng, how dare you come here? Are you trying to kill everyone?"

Seeing the enemy's master, Mi Zhongkun was frightened and angry, and was about to take action, but was stopped by another person.

"Zhong Kun, don't be presumptuous, Mr. Anqiu came with me!"

The person who stopped him was dressed in a green shirt, with silver hair, and an elegant demeanor. However, his tone of voice was extremely vicious, and his eyes were full of gloom, which completely destroyed the image of the immortal.

Even so, his outstanding appearance still attracted the attention of Pang Lan, the Master of Ten Thousand Flowers. The clear light in his beautiful eyes flowed, and he smiled sweetly: "Who is this?"

Mi Zhongkun said quickly: "Let me introduce to you. This is the guardian elder of my Penglai Wuzong. He is also a member of the inner sect of Penglai Holy Mountain. I respect Wang Cizhong."

"I will wait for the late students to come in and pay homage to Elder Wang!"

Upon hearing this, everyone present bowed their hands to Wang Cizhong and saluted.

Wang Cizhong said calmly: "No need! I already know your purpose of coming. Since you respect our three factions, we three factions should do our best to make sure that Ying Zheng never comes back."

Chi Xing, the deputy master of Dongxian Pavilion, gritted his teeth and said: "Elder Wang, Master Juelong Mountain has killed many heads of our sects in the East China Sea before, and even the backbone of the Grandmaster realm were killed and injured. Why do you still want to associate with him?

Is this how Zongzhu Ge’s hatred has been put down?

Aren’t you afraid of being betrayed again?”

Seeing his indignant questioning, Wang Cizhong looked hesitant, but he had to give face to the man behind Dongxian Pavilion.

He explained coldly: "It doesn't matter, every sect has more or less unfilial disciples.

Mr. Anqiu has known me for hundreds of years, and I can vouch for this with my Taoist heart. This incident is caused by the sudden rebellion of the master of Juelong Mountain of this generation, with the intention of alienating the covenant relationship between us and Juelong Mountain.

It has nothing to do with Mr. Anqiu, so you don’t need to worry about his position."

Hearing this, although Chi Xing was still reluctant, he could only swallow it.

After all, the situation is stronger than the person. If we really want to make it clear, the death of Qu Qingchen, the leader of Dongxian Pavilion, was actually partly his own fault.

But the hatred of life and death cannot be explained clearly in a few words.

Everyone just buries their hatred in their hearts, and maybe it will suddenly burst out at some point in the future.

An Qisheng is such a fine person. When he saw everyone burying their hatred in their hearts, his turbid eyes flashed fiercely, but on the surface he sighed deeply.

"Everyone, I taught you poorly, which caused heavy losses to your sects. Here, I apologize to you.

In order to show our sincerity, this time I will send 20,000 elite troops to guard the mountain from Juelong Mountain as a helping hand. You don’t have to panic when facing the army of Qin Dynasty. We will win this battle!"

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Wang Cizhong echoed from the side: "Don't underestimate the guards of Juelong Mountain. Each of the guards is at least a warrior at the seventh level of Houtian or above. Once a battle formation is formed, even the Grand Master will have to retreat. The power is amazing."

After hearing this, everyone's faces looked a little better.

Mi Zhongkun stroked his palms and said happily: "In this way, we and the East China Sea Alliance will have at least 30,000 to 40,000 troops. Even if the number is less than that of Great Qin, we can still win in terms of quality. Ying Zheng really deserves it.

Dead end!"

Everyone also looked happy, and the panic of the past few days finally eased a little.

Pang Lan, the Lord of Ten Thousand Flowers, began to hint at Wang Cizhong with her beautiful eyes, as if she wanted to have a romantic relationship with him, which made Wang Cizhong feel evil in his heart.

"How come everyone in the Ten Thousand Flowers Palace is so evil! Regardless of the occasion, they are completely unreasonable, but I like them."

Wang Cizhong is not an ordinary person. With his determination, he can have such evil thoughts in his heart, let alone other people.

Just as everyone seemed to be in a harmonious atmosphere, a disciple of the Wuzong hurried in, shouting loudly.

"Deputy Sect Master, it's not good. Emperor Ying Zheng of Great Qin set out from Great Qin with his vanguard and conquered dozens of islands.

More than a dozen sects, including the Neijing Palace, Ziyang Sword Sect, and Juque Sect, have surrendered one after another. Trapped Dragon Peak, Feiyun Sect, and other sects have been exterminated. Now..."

Before he finished speaking, Feng Yifeng, the elder of Neijing Palace, suddenly grabbed his collar and roared: "What did you say? How is this possible?

Didn't Great Qin just send out troops? Why did it attack so quickly? What happened to my inner palace? How many people are left?"

Wang Cizhong split Feng Yifeng open with one palm, and said with a calm face: "Calm down, he is about to be strangled to death by you."

He ignored the despairing Feng Yifeng and asked his disciple: "Where is Ying Zheng now?"

The disciple of Wuzong who reported the news escaped unscathed and was in shock. Then fear and panic suddenly appeared on his face, and he suddenly shouted.

"No, elder, after Ying Zheng left the Ziyang Sword Sect, he separated from the others and is now on his way to our sect!"

After hearing the information, An Qisheng snorted coldly: "This Ying Zheng really has a deep mind. He first told the world and let the army come in force.

Secretly, he crossed to Chencang secretly to catch us off guard, which is really shameless!"

Wang Cizhong's face showed murderous intent: "Just in time, you and I will join forces to take off Ying Zheng's head and return it to life, so as to save a lot of trouble!"

"Oh, who did I think was so angry? It turns out to be you, Wang Cizhong, the birdman of Luohe Mountain, and you dare to appear in front of me!"

Just before everyone woke up from the shock of Ying Zheng personally taking charge of the troops and quickly attacking various sects, a sharp shout suddenly rang in everyone's ears.

When Wang Cizhong heard the name "Birdman", his expression changed even more and he said angrily: "Ying Zheng, how dare you insult me ​​like this!"
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