Sirius stood in the air with an indifferent expression. With a casual move, the Xuansu Flying Sword, which had reunited after Ge Liang's death, flew into Sirius's hand. Looking at the flying sword in his hand, Sirius nodded slightly and received it in his storage bag.
As soon as Ge Liang died, the remaining fourteen people were shocked. Everyone put away their contempt, and no one doubted Tianlang's strength anymore.
The people in the Shenyun Mountain Range looked at Tianlang. Although they were still full of murderous intent, they were a little more fearful.
The generals on Qi Meng's side were not only afraid, but also a bit unwilling. Once again they were overtaken by Sirius, and it was Sirius who overshadowed everyone. They were very dissatisfied.
When Ge Liang died, those who were most excited were naturally the tribesmen he brought with him. They came from the same sect as Master Ge Liang and saw Ge Liang being killed, and they were furious.
The two monks in the late stage of pill formation looked at each other, with murderous intent flashing in their eyes. They grabbed General Ge Liang's flag and rushed over with his followers: "Sirius, accept your fate!"
The rush of this group of people immediately broke the balance of the battlefield. The expressions of Ling Mo and others below changed, and they flew high into the sky and stood behind Tianlang.
Several groups of people on the Qimeng side drew their swords out of their scabbards, revealing their murderous intentions. They only waited for their respective leaders to give orders before rushing into the field. Even the groups of people on the Shenyu Mountain Range all became murderous.
An unexpected incident suddenly interrupted the battle of the generals. If there was a tacit understanding, the remaining fourteen people stopped at the same time and retreated to the front of their own team to stabilize the situation.
Wu Qi retreated to Shen Yun's side and shouted at the Ge Liang tribe who rushed over: "You bastards from Chixiao Palace, all get back! Do you want to die!"
The old man holding the flag of General Ge Liang spat and said harshly: "Wu Qi, stop talking sarcastically. Ge Liang is the first disciple of my Chixiao Palace. He cannot die in such an unclear manner. I will kill him no matter what today."
Sirius head!"
After saying that, the old man waved the big flag in his hand and led a group of disciples to besiege Tianlang.
A cold light flashed in Sirius's eyes, and he called back the demon shadow with a cold snort. He was about to attack when his expression suddenly changed and he turned to look behind him.
I saw streaks of sword light coming from the far sky. As I got closer, many small sect disciples from the Qimeng Mountains flew towards me with their swords and stopped in the air behind Tianlang.
Among the disciples, there was a disciple from the Qingdan Sect who stopped in front of Tianlang, clasped his hands in his fists, and said loudly:
"I would like to fight to the death with General Tianlang and slaughter all the Shenyu dog thieves!" The Qingdan Sect was destroyed by the Shenyu Mountains, so this disciple hated the Shenyu monks deeply and spoke very fiercely.
As soon as the words fell, there was a sudden response. The disciples who arrived all clasped their fists and shouted: "I am willing to follow General Tianlang and fight to the death to kill all the God-falling dog thieves!"
Seeing the streaks of sword light flying continuously, a group of people in Chixiao Palace suddenly stopped in their tracks. Many disciples showed fear on their faces, and the leading elder also had a gloomy face. Unexpectedly, these small sect disciples suddenly appeared.
All the generals in the Qimeng Mountains had complicated eyes, and they all sighed to themselves: "I was a step too slow, and the general Shen Yun was killed by Sirius for the first time. The prestige of Sirius has steadily surpassed everyone, and he actually got so many small sects."
Disciples’ support.
In the current situation, if I don't advance and retreat together with Tianlang, I'm afraid my image in the hearts of Qi Meng's disciples will be damaged."
Thinking of this, every general pulled up the flag in the sky and ordered his subordinates to prepare for battle.
It is impossible for the Shenyun lineage to watch Chixiao Palace being eaten alive. Even if they are just showing off, they must take action. Therefore, although they are extremely reluctant in their hearts, General Shenyun will also raise the flag high.
Looking at the group of Qi Meng disciples behind him, Sirius was moved. Although their clothes were messy and their cultivation levels varied, they all had firm eyes and murderous intent. They would rush to kill them without hesitation as soon as Sirius gave the order.
Seeing this scene, Sirius suddenly felt an inexplicable feeling of pride in his heart. With a move of his right hand, the cyan flag flew into his hand. General Sirius raised the flag high, waved it vigorously, and said in a sharp tone: "Kill!
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After the words fell, Tianlang took the lead and rushed out, followed by all the Qi Meng disciples who followed firmly.
The remaining seven generals gave the same order, and Brother Qi Meng advanced simultaneously. The eight teams were like a rainbow, green flags were hunting, and they were like eight green pointed spears rushing towards the Chixiao Palace.
The Red Xiao Palace team suddenly fell into crisis, and the remaining seven teams from the Shenyun Mountain Range came to help one after another. The red flags were connected together and they bravely attacked.
Two torrents, one green and one red, hit each other, and the distance between the fronts quickly approached. Countless magic weapons were ready to go, and all kinds of rays of light merged into one.
The war was about to break out, and the monks watching the battle from a distance all held their breath and paid close attention.
Just when the battle was about to break out, a huge hand made of clouds and mist suddenly appeared and stopped between the two teams.
The huge palm shook, and a strong wind suddenly blew out, blocking the momentum of the monks from both sides.
Sirius was the first to bear the brunt and was hit by the strong wind. He snorted coldly, stood firm, and looked up into the sky with sharp eyes.
After that giant palm stopped the two groups of people, it slowly dissipated. At the same time, a figure in black appeared out of thin air in the void. He lowered his head and looked down at the people below. When he met the fierce gaze of Sirius, he suddenly frowned and said coldly.
Hum.
As the figure in black snorted, the pressure around Sirius increased sharply, and he couldn't help but frown, but he still stubbornly stared at the figure above.
At the same time, Yang Xiong's figure appeared out of thin air in the sky. With a wave of his hand, the pressure around Sirius disappeared immediately. Yang Xiong sneered, looked at the man in black, and said teasingly:
"Fellow Daoist Song, it seems a bit against the rules for you to take action like this."
The monk surnamed Song snorted coldly and said coldly: "Huh! Stop talking so much. In the worst case, you can just let them fight. If you really want to, I have no objection."
Those here are the most elite forces of both sides, and most of the generals and flags are here. If a war really breaks out, both sides will suffer heavy losses, and neither side wants to see that happen.
Yang Xiong came out just to show off. Hearing what the monk surnamed Song said, he also stopped smiling. He coughed and said to the people below:
"Today, I just want you to come out and show off. There is no need to fight to the death. That's it for today. I am very satisfied with your performance. The real battle has just begun. There will be opportunities for you to fight in the future.
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Naturally, no one dared to be stubborn when the Nascent Soul masters spoke. In this way, the war that was about to break out was easily resolved by the two Nascent Soul masters.
The monk surnamed Song snorted coldly, ignored the group of god-falling monks beneath him, turned around and walked away, disappearing in the blink of an eye.
A group of Shenyun monks did not want to stay any longer. Under the guidance of the eight-pole general flag, they all turned around and left quickly.
Seeing the monks from Shenyun Mountain Range leaving with low morale, Yang Xiong felt happy, laughed loudly, and said to the Qimeng monks below:
"Today you have done a good job and defended the honor of the Qimeng Mountains, but don't be disappointed because you failed to fight. Soon, you will compete with them on the real battlefield. The real tough battle has just begun. I hope you
You can always perform so well!”
"Fight to the death, protect our rivers and mountains, and live up to the high hopes of our ancestors!" Hundreds of Qimeng monks shouted in unison, with astonishing momentum.
Yang Xiong smiled slightly, suppressed everyone's voices, and said: "Okay, that's it for today. Let's disperse first. Sirius, you come with me."
Tianlang's expression changed, he responded, flew to Yang Xiong's side, and with Yang Xiong's flash, disappeared together with Yang Xiong.
Seeing Tian Lang being taken away by Yang Xiong alone, the expressions of the remaining seven generals changed slightly, snorted coldly, and left one after another with their respective tribes.
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Yang Xiong did not go far with Tianlang, and appeared on the top of a mountain a hundred miles away. He smiled at Tianlang and said, "Well done, I saw you right."
"Senior, you're rewarded." Tianlang's eyes flashed and he said calmly.
Yang Xiong did not continue this topic. He looked at Sirius, the smile on his face gradually faded, and said: "I have almost accomplished what I promised you last time. Give me Fengyang's fat jade purifying bottle."
"Yes." Tian Lang's eyes flashed with joy when he heard this. He turned over his hand and took out the fat jade purifying bottle Fengyang gave him, and handed it to Yang Xiong.
Yang Xiong took the fat jade bottle, looked at the delicate bottle, narrowed his eyes slightly, and murmured: "Fengyang, don't blame me." After saying that, he turned his right hand, and a column of black fragrance appeared in his right hand.
Put it on and rub it with your hands to ignite the fine fragrance.
The fine incense burned quickly, and wisps of fine black salt were released. Inspired by Yang Xiong, they slowly lingered on the fat jade pure bottle, and black lines were printed on it, intertwining into inexplicable trajectories.
When the fine incense burned out, the fat jade pure bottle was already covered with such black lines. Then Yang Xiong stretched out his hand and touched it. These black lines suddenly shone with brilliance and slowly penetrated into the bottle wall, like strips.
Black blood vessels were spread all over the bottle, slowly disappearing, and finally no clues could be seen.
After everything was over, Yang Xiong handed the fat jade purifying bottle back to Tianlang. Tianlang didn't say much after taking the purifying bottle, and directly put it into the storage bag. He cupped his fists at Yang Xiong and said, "Thank you for your help, senior. I'm very grateful to you."
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Yang Xiong groaned and said, "The array pattern has been laid out, but there is still a jade slip that can be used to activate it. I will give it to you in a few days. As for how to use it, you have to decide on your own."
"Seniors don't need to worry about this. Juniors have their own sense of proportion."
Yang Xiong nodded and said calmly: "I don't care about you and Fengyang's affairs. I only want you to help me, Qi Meng, in these hundred days."
"Senior, please rest assured that wherever possible, Tianlang will do his best." Tianlang's eyes flickered slightly and he said.
Yang Xiong gave Tianlang a meaningful look and said: "It's best. You are a smart man. You know best what to do. Okay, enough nonsense. You can leave."
"Yes, I'll take my leave, junior." Sirius' eyes flickered slightly and he said respectfully. After saying this, he didn't pause much, soared into the sky and flew away in an instant.