Chapter 160: The outbreak of the war (seeking a monthly ticket)
From Pan Dongliu leaping up and wielding his sword with great momentum, to being stabbed to death by Liang Qiufeng's backhand sword, he could only breathe.
The cheers and excitement that had just burst out from the people had not had time to bloom before they were hit by sudden changes and solidified on their faces, turning into complicated and incomprehensible shock;
On the Jian Mansion side, the original worry and worry expression also showed a little, but was overturned by an unbelievable scene. When the expression changed, the face looked a little twisted and funny.
Fan Dongliu was killed by Liang Qiufeng with one sword!
How is this possible?
With corpses lying on the ground, Yun Mojiang looked down at his most beloved and potential disciple, and a heartbreaking pain filled his heart, quickly overriding all reason.
"Liang Qiufeng, die!"
He suddenly jumped up and struck with a palm.
The master of martial arts at the eighth level of the Qi Dao, with a palm in his anger, was truly shocking. The wind of the palm stirred up the dust on the ground, and was wrapped in the strong wind. It became one, and instantly enveloped Liang Qiufeng.
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If this move is carried out, Liang Qiufeng will definitely be beaten into pieces.
In an instant, Liang Qiufeng knew that facing this palm, any resistance would be in vain, so he immediately retreated quickly.
He retreated quickly, but still not as fast as the opponent's palm.
Liang Qiu Feng's heart sank as a powerful force surged over him, and he subconsciously placed the Sword of Sentiment across his chest, like a rushing river.
"Horizontal sword style!"
Bang!
With an earth-shattering sound, Liang Qiufeng was thrown behind him like a kite with its string cut off - not a fall, but a smash that really caused him to lose any balance and self-control ability.
With a flash of his body, Zhang Xingkong rushed over and caught Liang Qiufeng. At the same time, he waved his sleeves and turned Yun Mojiang's attack invisible.
Zhang Xingkong lowered his head and saw Liang Qiufeng who had suffered a heavy blow and blood was flowing from the corner of his mouth. He felt anxious. Fortunately, he took a pulse and found that no serious trauma was caused. He couldn't help but feel incredible.
Just now, Yun Mojiang suddenly attacked and struck with all his strength. It was incredible that Liang Qiufeng, who was at the eighth level of strength, was only slightly injured.
But at this time, he didn't have time to think about it. He stood up, blocked in front of Yun Mojiang, and said angrily: "Yun Mojiang, you kept saying that this was a fair duel between juniors before, but you actually made a sneak attack. This is you
Is what you say fair?”
Yun Mojiang's eyes were red, and when he saw that Liang Qiufeng was not killed by a single move, he became even more angry and roared: "Justice? Killing all of you is justice!"
He turned around and shouted at Su Youlong and others: "Su Youlong, Chu Ge Kuang, what are you waiting for? Kill them all on Mount Zhongnan. No scraps of armor will be left behind."
At this moment, he no longer had the demeanor of a sect leader. He just wanted to go straight to Zhongnan Mountain and remove Jian Mansion from Huangzhou forever.
Su Youlong and Chu Ge looked at each other wildly, no longer hesitated, and gave the order: "Kill!"
"Kill, kill, kill!"
Thousands of warriors shouted, raised their weapons, and followed the three major sect masters, swarming toward Zhongnan Mountain like a tide.
The war breaks out!
The survival of Jianfu depends on this moment.
Zhang Xingkong did not panic. He held Liang Qiufeng in one hand and made a chant with the other hand to officially activate the mountain protection formation: the Bamboo Forest Ten Thousand Swords Formation!
There is a bamboo forest at the foot of the mountain. Each bamboo is straight and slender, which is called "Xiuzhu". They grow at the foot of the mountain. They are not wild, but artificially planted. According to the geographical situation, a large mountain protection formation is constructed.
The formation restriction is activated and the situation changes.
Whoosh whoosh!
The bamboos suddenly exploded and split into countless bamboo pieces.
The bamboo pieces are like swords, activated and shot towards the invading enemy.
"Ouch!"
Without warning, many warriors were hit, their bodies covered with bamboo splinters, like porcupines, and they fell to the ground dead.
"Don't panic!"
Yun Mojiang and other advanced warriors did not pay attention to the bamboo fragments flying towards them. They punched and kicked them, and their true energy disintegrated all the attacks in a flash.
On the stone steps, Zhang Xingkong handed Liang Qiufeng to Zhang Jiangshan and said calmly: "You carry him up the mountain."
Turning around, facing all the Jianfu personnel, he said in a deep voice: "Everyone has seen everything just now. Enemies are like wolves and tigers. If you tell them to be fair, they will show their claws to you; if you say to be fair, they will eat them.
You are fair. In this case, what else can we say, can we still have illusions?"
When he said the last sentence, his eyes glanced at the third uncle, intentionally or unintentionally.
Who is the Third Master Uncle? He immediately felt it and his old face couldn't help but tingle.
Zhang Xingkong let out a long breath: "In a word, if you want to survive and survive the fall of Jianfu, the only way is to fight.
"war!"
Everyone in Jian Mansion screamed with all their strength.
Zhang Xingkong nodded: "Very good, now while the mountain-protecting formation can still hold on for a while, everyone will follow the command and set up checkpoints to protect us along the way. If the enemy wants to invade Zhongnan Mountain, then just go up on our corpses."
After saying that, he raised his hand and took out the sword, making a sound like a dragon's roar, roaring in the wild.
This sword is extremely long, up to five feet, with a broad and thick blade. The sword's spine has a raised line, which is an eye-catching bright red, extending to the tip of the sword, forming a bright and dazzling red.
The middle-grade sword of the king, Taiyi Tiandu Sword.
With a sword in his hand, Zhang Xingkong's aura gradually increased until it reached its peak: "The wind and rain are like darkness, washing the edge of my sword."
The Ten Thousand Sword Formation in the bamboo forest below happened to be breached, and warriors like wolves and tigers swarmed up to rush forward. They looked up and saw the weapon of the king held high in Zhang Xingkong's hand.
Whoosh!
The next moment, Taiyi Tiandu Sword crashed down.
Miserable screams arose, flesh and blood splattered, and more than a dozen Qi Dao-level warriors were killed by the sword in an instant, and their blood flowed into rivers.
"The royal weapon! It's actually the sword of the royal weapon!"
Yun Mojiang and others looked up and saw that after being shocked, what emerged was unconcealable greed, and the heat in his eyes could melt steel.
Everyone knows that Zhongnan Sword Mansion has thousands of years of history and rich treasures. Everyone knows that Zhongnan Mountain is a treasure mountain. There are many treasures in the Jian Mansion's treasure house, but all of them are incomparable to the sword in Zhang Xingkong's hand now.
More attractive.
The royal sword.
For many years, there has been no Martial King in the Desert Continent, and the equipment of the royal weapon level has disappeared. There are many speculations and rumors in the market, saying that if there are still royal weapons in the Desert Continent, they must be in the Zhongnan Sword Mansion.
At this moment, Zhang Xingkong struck out with his sword, confirming this statement.
"Kill Zhang Xingkong and destroy the Jian Mansion. This royal sword and everything else will be ours."
Yunmo Jiangsu Youlong Chu Kuangge, the leader of the three major sects, had this idea in his mind almost at the same time. He spread out his body and pounced on Zhang Xingkong from three directions, besieging Zhang Xingkong.
"How dare you, rat!"
The third uncle and others took action one after another, but the elders of the three major sects rushed to stop them.
This war is related to the centuries-old pattern of the deserted continent, and it must be completed in one battle. The three major sects have already made arrangements before setting off. In addition to the necessary left-behind personnel, the main forces of the sects have come out in full force. When they are gathered together, their power is extremely powerful.
Many elders and protectors were all high-level Qi Dao warriors. They all took action to fight against the high-level warriors of Jianfu. In order to create enough space, the three major sect masters were specially allowed to besiege Zhang Xingkong.
Zhang Xingkong has cultivated to the ninth level, half-stepped into the realm of the king, and holds the sword of the king. His strength is outstanding, and he is the most feared existence by everyone. But now there are three masters surrounding him and attacking, no matter how powerful he is, he can't get out.
What storm is coming?
The war broke out and there was a lot of killing. The vast Zhongnan Mountains were stained with blood on the stone roads.
Now at the forefront are all the Jianfu Qi Dao-level warriors headed by Zhang Xingkong, including elders, true disciples, Jianfu guards, etc. The new generation disciples with lower cultivation levels are temporarily retreating under the leadership of Zhang Jiangshan
Climb up the mountain.
Zhang Jiangshan hugged Liang Qiufeng. Although he was fat and huge, he was extremely flexible and agile. He ran up to the inner palace in one breath. When he opened his eyes, he couldn't help but be stunned.
At the entrance of the inner palace, under the old pine tree, two disciples of the Jianfu Guards were kneeling on the ground. The one they were kneeling on was actually the old man who struck the bell.
The old man was silent and just closed his eyes to rest his mind.
What's going on?
Didn't the two guard disciples get the order from the master of the palace and come up to see who was ringing the bell just now? Why are they kneeling here inexplicably?
The scene seemed strange, and all the new generation disciples drew their swords out of their sheaths and focused on facing him.
Liang Qiufeng suddenly opened his eyes - he had been hit by Yun Mojiang earlier, and although he could barely block it, the energy and blood in his body reversed and attacked his heart, causing him to fall into coma, and he only woke up now.
As soon as he moved, Zhang Jiangshan said immediately: "Junior Brother Liang, you finally woke up, but you scared me so much that my heart skipped a beat."
Liang Qiufeng struggled to stand up. He felt dizzy at first, and there were waves of weakness, and he almost fell to the ground again.
Zhang Jiangshan's hands and eyes were sharp and he held him up: "Qiu Feng, are you okay?"
Liang Qiufeng shook his head, indicating that it was nothing. He turned around and saw the old bell-ringer sitting under the pine tree. He quickly walked over, knelt down on the ground, and kowtowed three times respectfully.
This scene immediately made Zhang Jiangshan and others dumbfounded.
The two guard disciples were kneeling before, which had greatly surprised them. Now Liang Qiufeng went up and knelt down again. What was going on?
Zhang Jiangshan ran over and asked, "Qiu Feng, what are you?" He thought Liang Qiufeng was as stunned as the two guard disciples.
Liang Qiufeng said: "Senior Brother Zhang, there are some things that cannot be explained at the moment."
The old man who struck the bell suddenly opened his eyes, looked at Liang Qiufeng, and said leisurely: "It's rare that you have excellent understanding, and you are worthy of my bell's passing of the sword."
Liang Qiufeng said hurriedly: "Thank you very much, Grand Master Uncle, for passing on the sword."
He originally wanted to call him "Master", but he hadn't gotten permission from the other party yet, so he was afraid that it would be a bit abrupt to call him "Master" rashly.
"Uncle Taishi... Haha, since you call me Uncle Taishi, naturally you can't let me call you in vain. It's just the kindness of passing on the sword, and the kindness is not mine."
This is a bit confusing.
When Liang Qiufeng heard this, he was very puzzled. He had learned the whole set of "Sword Heart and Carving Dragon? Yongzi Eight Swords" by passing the sword with the sound of bells before. It was no longer the fragmented and half-clawed method it used to be. Press
Logically speaking, this technique was taught by the bell-ringing old man, but why did he say "the favor is not mine"?
So strange! (To be continued. Please search Piaotian Literature, the novel will be better and updated faster!)