Chapter seven hundred and seventy seventh holy wind
On the head of the three-headed giant snake, Master Gui said in a very cold tone: "How brave, how courageous! How dare you kill the people I sent out to negotiate! Ghost disciple, tell me how to deal with them now!"
"Kill!" the ghost disciple roared.
"kill!"
The ghost master suddenly stood out from the black crane cloak with a white arm, and a silver fan in his hand suddenly emitted infinite silver light. This silver light was like a bright moon illuminating the earth. Compared with the bright moon, its light was more intense. Silver
Light filled a hundred miles radius in an instant, and the entire world was shrouded in this light, and the night turned into day in an instant.
The next moment, all the silver light disappeared, and it turned into darkness again.
However, the silver fan in Mr. Gui's hand had already been fanned out, and a gust of silver-white wind quickly blew towards the north gate of Luohua City.
This silver-white wind was very gentle, just like a holy light guiding people to heaven. However, Luo Weiyuan's whole body trembled when he saw this gust of wind, and his face looked horrified.
"Go, go quickly! Brothers, evacuate the north of the city quickly! This is a blow from a holy weapon, it cannot be resisted by human power!"
Upon hearing Luo Weiyuan's order, Huang Ge's disciples all fled frantically towards the south of the city.
That silver-white wind blew, and the warmth hit you. Everything melted into the warm wind. The cherry blossoms scattered and returned to the sky and the earth. The city wall collapsed and turned into nothingness. Everything disappeared in this wave.
In the gentle wind.
It took away a quarter of Luohua City!
The north gate is already wide open!
The ghost master waved his fan and said, "Kill me!"
"kill!"
The black-clothed warriors rushed into the north gate of Luohua City frantically, but the Ghost Master stopped taking action. He, Gui Ji, and the Ghost Disciple stood on top of the snake's head, quietly watching the battle below.
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At this time, the 10,000 soldiers and horses brought by Ji Xiangtian were already lurking in Luohua City. They had also seen Li Hanxue use the power of the holy weapon against Jian Hancheng. Although they had not observed it up close, they were familiar with the power of the sacred weapon.
He also has a certain understanding of the terrifying power of Heaven and Earth, and is not like the people under Luo Weiyuan who panicked when they saw the holy weapon strike.
Ji Xiangtian spread the news to his subordinates: "You all hide in Luohua City first and don't show up. If someone is chasing you, just run away. Let the Gui Gongzi people run rampant for a while."
"yes!"
The Gui Gongzi's men frantically chased and killed Luo Weiyuan's warriors. Although the Gui Gongzi did not take action again, these Gui Gongzi's people were originally elites from the Tianshuang Sect and the Purple Palace Sect, and all of them had extraordinary combat prowess.
Luo Weiyuan's people were originally afraid of Master Gui. While fighting against masters, they were always afraid that Master Gui's sacred weapon would come down again. It was strange that he could win in such a battle.
Luo Weiyuan's men were constantly pressed by the Guimenmen from the north gate to the south gate, with both sides suffering casualties.
"Lord Pavilion Master, more than 5,000 of our brothers have been killed or injured. If this continues, there may be more casualties." Si Yuan also fought bloody battles, his face covered with blood, "Now that the north gate of Luohua City has been breached, it is no longer possible to defend it.
, the ghost master brought all elites, all of them are brave and good at fighting, and the number of reinforcements is increasing, it looks like it is far more than 30,000 people, we are no match at all."
"Damn it, damn it!" Luo Weiyuan suddenly thought of Su Xun at this moment, but he immediately erased Su Xun from his mind, "No, how can I, Luo Weiyuan, surrender to that brat Li Hanxue?"
"Lord Pavilion Master, for the present plan, we should open the south gate and let the brothers evacuate from the south." Huang Yu said, "There is no point in defending Luohua City. It will only make the brothers' casualties more serious."
Luo Weiyuan also felt sorry for the forces he had run alone, and did not want them to be destroyed like this. He hesitated and nodded: "Okay, a man can bend and stretch! First retreat from the south gate, and then ambush the ghost masters in Baikou Valley and give them a cruel blow."
Fight back hard! Let them know how powerful we are at Huangge."
"The master of the pavilion is wise!"
Si Yuan, Huang Yu and others quickly arranged for Huangge disciples to take action.
At this time, Ji Xiangtian was already a little impatient with waiting. Seeing that Luo Weiyuan had fled with most of the Huangge disciples, and the ghost sect disciples who were chasing Luo Weiyuan and the others followed closely behind and chased them out from the south gate. However, Ji Xiang
Tian's people are still hiding in Luohua City and there is no movement.
"What's going on, little Pavilion Master? Why is there no news yet? Everyone has fled." Ji Xiangtian was full of anxiety.
"Report!" A Huangge disciple came to deliver the news.
"Tell me, how did the little pavilion master arrange it?" Ji Xiangtian asked hurriedly.
The Huangge disciple said: "The master of the pavilion said, let all the brothers put on black clothes first, and then follow the people from the Ghost Sect to catch up with Luo Weiyuan and the others. The master of the pavilion will give a signal to the palace master at that time, and when the signal is received, the palace master will
Let the brothers take action. When they receive the signal again, they will withdraw their troops immediately and not fight. This time, the master of the pavilion gave many warnings. If the master of the hall wants to fight, he will take the villain's head as a scapegoat. You, the master, can't do anything.
You must not be tempted to fight, the villain's wealth and life are still in your hands."
After hearing this, Ji Xiangtian scratched his head and smiled bitterly: "Who does this little pavilion master think of me, Old Ji? Do you really not believe in my execution ability?"
The disciple of Huang Pavilion complained: "I think the master of the pavilion knows you too well, so he made such a move. I am really innocent."
"Brothers, put on black clothes and apply red phosphorus on everyone's weapons. Don't hurt your own people when the fight comes."
Before setting off on the expedition, Li Hanxue had already told each Huangge disciple to prepare red phosphorus liquid and various other things needed for disguise. They had already used it once when they attacked Jianhan City, and now they were familiar with the road and knew what to do.
After Ji Xiangtian's men disguised themselves, they quickly followed the Guimen team.
They were all masked in black, and the Ghost Sect team was so large that they didn't notice anyone sneaking into the team.
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On Young Master Gui's side, the ghost disciple had previously offered his hands to Young Master Gui and said: "Young Master, please let your subordinates go to the front line to supervise the battle."
Mr. Gui smiled and said: "Gui disciple, what happened to you today? With your current cultivation level, there is no one in Huangge worthy of your action. It doesn't matter whether you go or not. Why do you suddenly have a whim?"
The ghost disciple said: "Sir, I just feel that I should go."
"That's right."
"Thank you, sir!"
"Gui Feng, Gui Lang, Gui Hu, Gui Sword, the four of you will also follow the ghost disciples."
"Yes, sir!"
These "Four Ghosts" are the powerful generals under the Ghost Master, and their combat power is second only to the Ghost Disciples.
The ghost disciples and the four ghosts flashed and disappeared into the night. He was like a bat blending into the night, flying towards the south of Luohua City at high speed. His heart was beating crazily: "Why, why do I feel this in my heart?"
So uneasy!"
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At this time, Li Hanxue had already brought four teams of 40,000 horses to Qilin Guoan to build a mansion, which was less than fifty miles away from Baikou Valley where Luo Weiyuan was located.