Thinking of this, Pei Yufeng glanced straight at the venerable people in the audience...
"Now Xiu Huanzhi is in Wuji Town. He is still getting familiar with Qi Wuji's soldiers and horses. After he gets familiar with them, there will be an even more terrifying Qianyuan soldier killing formation. What do you think we should do now?"
The venerables raised their heads slightly, and immediately understood what Pei Yufeng meant, which was to launch a general attack now...
However, all the venerables slowly lowered their heads and did not reply. Why are they just attacking them?
Those seriously injured venerables are now in the palace, and the terrifying Qianyuan blow is still fresh in our minds. If we are not prepared now, will we rush over and die in vain?
Just as Sikong Jing said to Master Wuji, all the venerables are now frightened.
These venerables all come from various sects, and they are not direct subordinates of Thousand Kings Holy Tower like Tiehan.
They were only afraid of the Thousand Kings Holy Tower rather than loyal, so it was impossible for them to risk their lives and rush into Wuji Town. Unless Pei Yufeng had great confidence, they would not be able to move.
"Why don't you say anything? Are you all as cowardly as rats?" Pei Yufeng saw the silence in the whole place and cursed furiously.
However, these words made all the venerables raise their heads suddenly, and anger flashed in their eyes.
At this time, Venerable Mie Qing's old friend even stood up and said: "Master Pei, how much benefit can you give us after taking Xiu Shout? If you want us to risk our lives to fight, you must give us enough benefits, right?
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As soon as these words came out, all the venerables stood up and nodded repeatedly.
Previously, they felt that Pei Yufeng was very confident, so they came here to add icing on the cake. They didn't mention any benefits. After all, they also had selfish intentions of taking down Xiu Mingzhi...
But now, how can we avoid the benefits when it is so dangerous?
And such a rhetorical question immediately made Pei Yu's face stiffen...
Because he has never thought about such a problem, because he has always thought that it would be easy to strategize and win Xiu Yanzhi.
But now, it seems that there is really a big price to pay, but he doesn't have it in hand.
As Pei Kuang's hundredth son, he had absolutely no way to make any promises to the venerables, so he had to inform his father.
But how could it be too late to inform his father and wait for his decision?
Finally, he said coldly: "Everyone can find the remnants of Demon Su and kill them."
This sentence almost made some venerable people laugh out loud.
The old friend of Master Mieqing said again: "Master Pei, we are not three-year-old children. In this case, we should leave it to others."
With such a high-sounding slogan, it’s strange that these old fritters would care about it. What they want is real benefits.
Pei Yufeng's face gradually turned red again, almost bleeding.
The next moment, Venerable Mie Qing's old friend spoke again: "Of course we will contribute, but that is only when Mr. Pei is very sure. Otherwise, if there is no benefit, we should go home and rest."
After saying these words, all the venerables nodded again and looked straight at Pei Yufeng.
The corners of the latter's mouth were twitching wildly, and he was really helpless, and finally calmed down gradually.
After a while of silence, Pei Yufeng said hoarsely: "Okay, I will immediately order to summon all my arrangements within the Wanbing City area, and then invite an emperor-level military formation master, and launch a general attack in two days.
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"When the time comes when there will be an emperor-level military formation division, and we will have many soldiers and horses, please don't refuse."
At the end of the sentence, Pei Yufeng almost roared.
Now he can't summon the major sages, so he can't launch a general attack immediately. He can only wait two days.
By that time, Xiu Mingzhi must have been familiar with all of Qi Wuji's troops.
Therefore, Pei Yufeng could only ask the emperor-level military formation masters to take action and use the military formation masters to fight the military formation masters. Since their troops and horses were more than a hundred times larger than that of Wuji Town, their chances of winning were naturally high.
Just as my old friend Mie Qing said, the venerables must have greater confidence before they take action with all their strength.
Of course, even so, there is still a greater chance of victory than launching a general attack now, but the venerables are not willing to fight to the death.
All the venerables looked at each other slightly, and then nodded in unison: "Okay, we will naturally do our best when the time comes."
Just like that, all the venerables said nothing and turned around and left.
As for whether they will really try their best when the time comes, only they know in their hearts. Anyway, they will definitely not do anything that is life-threatening. They will definitely decide based on the situation.
In the blink of an eye, there was only one Venerable left in the hall, and it was Venerable Handong.
Pei Yufeng glared at him and frowned, and asked coldly: "Venerable Handong, do you have anything else to do?"
Although it was Lord Handong who brought him back with him, Pei Yufeng knew very well that this old guy wanted to escape before, but if several sages hadn't stopped him, he would have died in Wuji Town.
Of course Lord Handong understood Pei Yufeng's mood, but he smiled without embarrassment: "Young Master Pei, I suddenly thought of a Lord who would definitely go through fire and water and attack Wuji Town with all his strength, so I stayed here to mention it to you.
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As soon as these words came out, Pei Yufeng's eyes froze slightly and he quickly asked: "Who?"
"Sage Wu Nian, Venerable Mie Qing." Venerable Handong said in a solemn voice.
Pei Yufeng's eyes immediately froze when he heard this, and he shouted loudly: "Venerable Handong, are you kidding me?"
Among all the sages who came to Wanbing City, Venerable Mieqing was the least scornful of him. He would go through fire and water for him, which was impossible.
"Of course it's not a joke..."
"We all saw just now that the people of Wu Nian Hu Clan have been executed on the town wall by the people of Wuji Town, but Sikong Buhuang did not show up. As Qi Wuji's savior, he will certainly not be executed...
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"But except for a few of us venerables who went to Wuji Town, no one knows about Sikong Buwang's situation."
"No one knows that the Ice King Sect Master forced Sikong Buhuo to enter Wuji Town in order to save him from Mr. Pei's trap."
"So we can tell Master Mieqing that Sikong Buwang was forced into Wuji Town by the Ice King Sect Master and his life or death is unknown."
"Ninth-grade combat genius, do you think the Venerable Mieqing is crazy or not?"
As Venerable Handong explained each sentence, Pei Yufeng's eyes became brighter and brighter, and then he burst into laughter.
Finally, he said solemnly: "It makes sense. Before the general attack, I will personally invite the Master Mi Qing."
Because Venerable Mieqing's old friend had not followed him to Wuji Town before, he did not hear what the Ice King Sect Master said. In other words... that old friend didn't know that the Ice King Sect Master wanted to protect Sikong Buwang.
The latter came to town.
Therefore, this matter can be operated, and it can definitely drive the Master Qing Mie crazy.
When the time comes, they will be able to have a venerable person go crazy and lead the charge, and then they may even be able to trap the venerable Mie Qing to death.
It's really, really damn relaxing.
Venerable Handong also laughed sinisterly. To him, the Wu Nian Holy Sect was a mortal enemy, and every one he killed counted for one.
…
Within the area of Wanbing City, somewhere in a dark ice forest.
There is a group of people standing here like an ice forest, as if they are completely integrated with the ice forest.
Suddenly, an anxious old voice said: "Old cultivator, the young master is actually with Lao Qi, what should we do?"
The person who spoke was surprisingly none other than Lao He, that is, He Congsheng!