Strong enemies are pressing down on the territory. Even if Zhang Xingkong and others lead the main force of Jianfu to display in front, they still cannot block all the enemies at the foot of the mountain. If you are not careful, they will be broken through by the opponent, forming an opening, and then they can attack the inner palace and start a killing spree.
This is the case for this team of warriors led by Guo Liuzhi and Liu Duba.
With the first team, the second team and the third team will appear soon, and then the entire Zhongnan Mountain will become a Shura field covered with blood.
When Long Xiangtian saw it, his heart sank: Among the current members of the Jianfu, he has the highest cultivation level and the highest status. He is the undoubtedly leader. Only with his cultivation level, even if Leng Zhuer is added, can he be equal to
If you have to live with one Guo Liuzhi, what will the others do?
A group of disciples at the level of strength came to face Qi Dao masters such as Liu Muba. What greeted them was nothing short of a one-sided massacre.
The situation is over!
In an instant, Long Xiangtian's heart was filled with bitterness: all his great ambitions and passion to bring Jianfu to new glory were reduced to ashes at this moment.
"kill!"
Faced with many Jianfu disciples who had sad expressions on their faces, like a group of lambs waiting to be slaughtered, Guo Liuzhi showed a cold smile. He couldn't help but think of the situation when he learned about Gao Beihe's death that day, and how painful it was for him.
Now, all the pain must be washed away with the blood of Jianfu disciples.
"kill!"
Everyone shouted and rushed forward brandishing weapons.
Among them, Guo Liuzhi rushed the fastest, and at the front, he flapped his palms, forming a circle of powerful wind, which directly covered Long Xiangtian and Leng Zhuer under his palms. With just one palm, he knocked out the two Jianfu True Masters.
The disciples were killed.
At that time, Long Xiangtian lost his fighting spirit, and his spirit actually fell into a trance for a moment.
When Leng Zhuer saw it, her beauty turned pale, and she scolded: "Senior Brother Long, be careful!"
At this critical moment, if you are distracted, isn't it just looking for death?
"well!"
A sigh suddenly sounded in everyone's ears, full of excitement and disappointment, and no one had time to respond to what was going on.
Bang!
With a loud noise, Guo Liu's fingers flew back, and finally fell heavily to the ground, vomiting blood.
This change in the scene fell in everyone's eyes, and everyone was stunned.
What's going on?
Guo Liuzhi struggled to get up, with a look of horror on his face, pointing at the old bell-ringer: "You! You!"
At this time, everyone was surprised to find that the sixth finger on which he was famous was broken at the root and blood overflowed.
The old man who rang the bell, Shi Shiran, stood up and walked out amidst the astonished eyes. He sighed: "A hundred years have been wasted. I didn't expect that I, the old man, would still take action. It's really ineffective."
Upon seeing this, Mute Liu's first reaction was to take action - whoosh, two black shadows flew out like lightning, but they were two poisonous snakes as black as iron, holding their heads high and spitting out messages, very vicious;
After releasing two snakes, Liu Muba didn't give up. He shook his sleeves, buzzed, and released countless mosquitoes as big as a finger.
"Netherworld Black Mosquito!"
Anyone who recognizes this mosquito can't help but be shocked and screams. This mosquito is highly venomous. If bitten by it, the venom will immediately flow through the blood and attack the heart, and death will occur within a few moments.
"call!"
But seeing that the old man was not in a hurry, he pursed his lips and blew out a breath.
This breath was so brilliant that it seemed to be able to burn the air. No matter poisonous snakes or netherworld black mosquitoes, when they encountered this breath, they immediately dropped to the ground like dumplings, becoming corpses on the ground.
"How is that possible?"
Liu Muba, who looked dull, opened his mouth wide, as if he could fit a fist into it.
"Anyone who offends my Sword Mansion will be killed!"
The old man said calmly. He took a step forward, which seemed ordinary, but the next moment he was in front of Liu Muba and placed a palm on his chest.
The sound of broken bones was clear and audible, and then Liu Muba flew out, flying much farther than Guo Liuzhi, and could no longer stand up.
In the blink of an eye, one of the two elder-level Qi Dao masters was killed and the other injured. When the remaining people saw it, they turned around and ran away down the mountain as if they had seen a ghost.
The Guo Nu Dao was particularly fast. He had always been known as a butcher and a natural killer. But now that he saw the old man taking action with an understatement, he actually felt a chill rising from his tailbone and reaching his forehead.
The old man narrowed his eyes and said calmly: "Go down and have a look."
After that, the person floated down the stone steps.
The hundreds of Jianfu disciples behind looked at each other in shock and joy. Liang Qiufeng patted Zhang Jiangshan on the shoulder: "Senior Brother Zhang, now you know why I knelt down and worshiped on the ground."
Zhang Jiang Pheasant nodded as he pecked at the rice, and suddenly slapped his thigh: "Oh, my God, why didn't you remind me earlier? I will also come to pay homage. Maybe I can get some advice, and I will be prosperous."
Leng Zhuer's expression was complicated, and he said softly to Long Xiangtian, who was still a little distracted, "Senior Brother Long, you just lost your mentality."
Facing life and death, facing survival, it turns out that we are not as strong as we seem.
Long Xiangtian sighed sadly. He knew that the previous mental breakdown was likely to become a lifelong nightmare. If he could not overcome it, it would be difficult to make progress.
"Let's go, Grand Master Uncle is taking action, let's hurry up and take a look!"
All the disciples were very excited.
For them, the appearance of the old man bell-ringing and the strength displayed by easily killing Liu Mute were far beyond their understanding - at this time, Guo Liuzhi also fell to the ground and died.
So, what will be the state of the old man?
King Wu?
Who said there is no king in the wilderness, but the king is in Zhongnan Mountain.
With him here, what are you afraid of?
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The battle in the mountains has reached a fever pitch, with fierce fighting everywhere, divided into hundreds of battle groups, large and small. There are countless corpses lying on the ground. There are people from outside sects and disciples of Jianfu.
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From the perspective of the big scene, there is no doubt that Jian Mansion is at a disadvantage and is retreating steadily. As the mainstay figure, Mansion Zhang Xingkong was surrounded by the heads of the three major sects and fought fiercely.
Although Zhang Xingkong has the upper hand in cultivation and holds the royal sword, but the three opponents are all masters of the same sect, how can they be easy to deal with?
Cultivation, martial arts, techniques, and equipment are all top-notch choices. Coupled with three versus one, Zhang Xingkong can't do anything about it.
The idea of the three sect masters was very simple. They knew very well that they could not kill Zhang Xingkong at once, so they simply surrounded him. Then other warriors who were several times the number of Jianfu disciples massacred them, leaving no trace of Jianfu alive.
.In the end, Zhang Xingkong was left as a mere commander, what use was he?
Over there, Wu Gumei, Chen Zhixiang, and others were besieged by more than three airway masters. They were trapped in a dangerous situation. At the moment, they were still relying on their breath, so they could barely withstand it. When the hard battle was too exhausting, the energy and blood were exhausted.
If you add, you will be killed immediately.
At this time, several of the Guard disciples had been killed or injured. The smaller the number of people left, the more difficult it would be to resist.
At this time, one of the elders of Jian Mansion lost all his strength and was immediately killed by the enemy. Upon seeing this, the third uncle's eyes broke apart: "Sixth Junior Brother!"
He stood up and tried to save him, but his flaw was revealed and he was stabbed in the ribs by a long knife. Unwillingly, he also fell down.
They, the elders, were old and frail, and had been injured in the great catastrophe a hundred years ago, so they were always injured. Although their cultivation was good, they faced such a fierce battle with enemies several times their size.
There is always something left to be desired.
Every time someone falls in Jian Mansion, the situation becomes worse.
Zhang Xingkong originally ordered Long Xiangtian and others to retreat first and be responsible for leading a group of new generation disciples to evacuate from the back mountain, but then he saw a group of enemies opening a breach and chasing them.
This trend is obviously to catch up with the trend of annihilation.
"Could it be that God really wants to destroy my Sword Mansion?"
The deep sorrow in Zhang Xingkong's heart could not be increased. He raised his head to the sky and roared loudly. His beard and hair were spread out. The Taiyi Tiandu Sword in his hand was so bright that it was so sharp.
Yun Sun Jing shouted: "Brother Su, brother Chu, be careful, he will fight for his life."
Su Youlong and Chu Gekuang knew this, so they resorted to fighting to keep the distance between them to avoid being stabbed by the royal sword.
"Kill, kill, kill!"
Many warriors from the sect became furious and broke through Jian Mansion's defense line on a large scale. They rushed forward like wolves and tigers. This was all because they all knew that the treasures on Zhongnan Mountain were all in the inner palace of the mountain. Whoever rushed in first would
You can get the most benefits by looting.
At this moment, the original agreement was long forgotten. They were originally a loose alliance. They had the treasure in front of them, but they had quick hands and fast hands, and the war was in chaos. How could they care so much.
These people quickly rushed to the sword wall, raised their weapons, and chopped off the wooden wedges used to hang the swords. They cursed: "What nonsense is there to untie the sword wall? What qualifications does the current Jian Mansion have for anyone to untie the sword wall?"
sword!"
On the mountain road, suddenly a white-haired old man strode down.
When the two elders of the Ax Gang who rushed forward saw it, they said with a ferocious smile: "You old guy who doesn't know how to live or die, get out of here!" They raised their giant axes, intending to split the opponent in half.
But when he saw the old man strolling in the courtyard, he turned a blind eye and walked straight down.
The warriors behind felt strange. Suddenly they saw where the old man was passing. Their companions fell neatly to the ground with a plop. No wounds could be seen, but there was a gush of blood like a fountain, covering the entire stone road.
They were all stained red.
Several streams of blood splashed onto the Jiejian wall, which was shocking.
"this……"
Those warriors were horrified, but before they had time to react, the old man came to their side. They wanted to attack, but before they even raised their weapons, they felt a coldness in their throats, which reached to their bones. Then the people in front of them were like
Like his accomplices, he fell to the ground forever.
A group of new generation Jianfu disciples followed them and saw corpses and thick red pools of blood on the ground. Even though they were all enemies, they still felt horrified, trembling and holding back, some were timid, and even vomited. Look.
Looking at the ghostly old man walking in front, I suddenly felt a chill in my heart: This uncle's methods are unpredictable and he kills people without blinking an eye. Could he be the legendary god of murder?
Liang Qiufeng took the first step, stepping on a pool of blood, and said calmly: "If we can't step on the enemy's corpse, then the enemy will step on our corpse up the mountain."
When Leng Zhuer heard this, she nodded secretly and stepped forward as well. She suddenly realized that although Senior Brother Long's cultivation level far exceeded that of Liang Qiufeng, when it came to his state of mind, he was far inferior. (To be continued. Please Search Piaotian Literature, the novels will be better and updated faster!)