On July 13, the 21st day after the Gate of Life and Death announced the public execution of the disciples of the Northern Dao Shrine, another notice was issued to inform the whole city.
"The team that entered Mount Sumeru from the Gate of Life and Death was ambushed by the Nangong family, causing the entire team to be almost wiped out. The Nangong family must give an explanation within one day."
"If the Nangong family fails to give a reasonable explanation after one day, it will be regarded as a declaration of war against the Life and Death Sect. The Life and Death Sect will make every effort to seek justice for its disciples."
As soon as the news came out, it only took an hour for it to spread throughout the city, and it also shocked the whole city.
Everyone knows the weakness of the Nangong family. Although they are one of the three major forces in Wushuang City, they do not receive the respect they deserve.
But as soon as this news came out, countless people looked in the direction of Yunluoshan, with surprise and confusion in their eyes.
Did the Nangong family ambush the Gate of Life and Death?
They couldn't accept it. It was like a domestic pig seeking trouble from a tiger. Isn't this food delivered to their doorstep?
Have everyone in the Nangong family lost their minds?
However, the whole city was not given time to react. Just two hours later, the Gate of Life and Death had already begun to take action.
He mobilized all the disciples above the fifth level of the Xiantian Realm on the twelve peaks under his command and gathered them at Daliang Mountain, the transfer point of power between the two.
As many as a hundred disciples who were above the fifth level of the Xiantian Realm gathered together, as if they might rush into the Nangong family's territory at any time.
The swiftness of the Gate of Life and Death caught the Nangong family off guard. After hearing the news, Nangong Wentian smashed the sandalwood desk with his palm and roared angrily at the shamelessness of the Gate of Life and Death.
At this time, the clouds fell below the mountain.
Because this is the core of the Nangong family, it is naturally well managed and has become a medium-sized town.
But at this moment, in the center of the town, under a huge stone statue, a group of people wearing spacious black cloaks, bamboo hats, and steel knives suddenly appeared.
The brim of the hat was lowered, completely covering their faces, and they could only watch the large cloaks fluttering in the breeze.
All the men in black robes were lined up, and in front of five of them were kneeling five people who were wrapped in chains, their clothes were torn, and their bodies were dripping with blood.
A large number of people stopped to watch this strange scene.
"The time has come."
"cut!"
The man in black robes in the middle looked up at the more and more people gathered around him and spoke softly.
As soon as he finished speaking, the first man in black robes on the left waved his long sword and cut off the head of the man in front of him with a pop.
The round head rolled gently on the ground with blood, and it stopped after rolling a distance of one meter. His eyes were full of despair.
"Fuck..."
"Are these guys here to kill people?"
"You are cruel enough. You dare to behead in front of the Nangong family's ancestor statue. Are you not afraid that the Nangong family will come to your door?"
Seeing this scene, the crowd around them were shocked. It was too simple and understated, as if what was being chopped off was not a person's head, but a beast.
And the huge humanoid statue behind it is the ancestor of the Nangong family, and the one who led the Nangong family to glory.
These guys are beheading people here, and they probably have some other meanings mixed in with it.
"Qin Chang'an, Han Momo, you see clearly, this is the brother you want to save. Now I will give you a chance. As long as you can defeat me, the remaining four will be returned to you."
"If you still want to continue to be a coward, then hide it and keep an eye on it. Every fifteen breaths, I will kill someone."
The leader took a step forward, his black cloak rustling in the breeze, and his voice, wrapped in spiritual power, spread throughout the town.
A large number of strong men walked out of the houses and gathered towards the square.
As the words fell, the identity of the man in black robe became clear to the world.
After all, in the entire Warhammer region, only the disciples of the Beidao Shrine were captured by the Gate of Life and Death. Aren't there still nine days before the final execution? It starts today?
The four Beidao Shrine disciples who were kneeling on the ground looked up in shock. They didn't know Qin Changan, but they knew Han Mo Mo.
Senior Brother Han came to rescue them? The palace did not give up on them?
"The fifteenth breath is here!"
"cut!"
The leader's sharp eyes scanned the gathering of people around him, but he didn't notice anything unusual and shouted angrily.
Poof!
Another head fell to the ground, and blood spurted out, splashing a line of blood on the ground, and everyone around him took a breath.
It's really unambiguous at all. Just cut it off.
The period of fifteen breaths is not long, it can even be said to be very short, and I can't even say a few words.
Before people could react to the scene just now, another man in black robe slowly stepped forward and raised the steel knife in his hand.
"cut!"
The leader's cold voice echoed in the mine.
"Hahaha, you bastards from the Gate of Life and Death, I'm waiting for you in hell. None of you can escape, you will all be buried with us..."
The disciples of Beidao Shrine looked up to the sky and smiled, their messy hair dancing wildly, and their faces full of madness.
It was enough to be able to hear that the Shrine had not given up on them before they died.
Pouch!! The sound came suddenly and the head rolled out.
There was silence all around the originally noisy square. Everyone stared at this scene with their eyes wide open, their brows furrowed and their eyes shaking.
The bloody scene impacted everyone's consciousness and their outlook on life.
Everyone could see that the Life and Death Sect only wanted to use the lives of these innocent disciples to force the two people whose names were called out.
But the people from the Gate of Life and Death had no intention of stopping.
Every fifteen breaths, one person would be killed, but until the last person was killed, the leader did not wait for Qin Changan and Han Momo to show up.
But the eyes of the many casual cultivators who had just wanted to watch the fun in the square had changed. Everyone's gaze towards them was filled with cold murderous intent.
"What a bastard who kills innocent people indiscriminately and lives and dies, please don't meet me outside Wushuang City, otherwise I will tear you bastards to pieces."
A burly man with a height of two meters and muscles like the roots of an old tree stepped out of the crowd, holding a mace with a black cold light in his hand.
"Count me in."
"Although labor and management are not good people, they never kill innocent people indiscriminately. Life and death, you have gone too far."
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Among the crowd, voices rang out one after another. They were casual cultivators, not disciples of big forces. They lived a life of licking blood with their swords. They also had a lot of blood on their hands and killed many people.
But this kind of indiscriminate killing of innocent people, which is completely humiliating, has broken their bottom line.
"A bunch of idiots. If you want to die, just give it a try."
The leader glanced at the rough and arrogant man. The steel knife under his broad cloak flashed with cold light. After snorting coldly, his spiritual power surged, he jumped onto the roof and fired towards the distance.
Everyone behind him followed him one after another, and in the blink of an eye he had completely disappeared.
It's almost time, and it's time for the Nangong family to hear the news. This is at the foot of Yunluo Mountain. If they are surrounded, they won't be able to escape.
At the same time, at the entrance of this small town, Nangong Chenyi and Qin Changan were walking slowly.
"The Gate of Life and Death has been announced to Wushuang City. Don't you need to go and persuade your elders at this time?"
Qin Changan had a trace of helplessness on his face. He originally wanted to take advantage of this rare opportunity to learn the martial arts book Yan Jiu gave him before, but this guy came to his door just after he started.
She still had to drag him to this small town to buy good things.
"Leave those stubborn old men to my father. If I stay, I will only cause trouble for them. They will face a life-and-death battle next, so prepare more things to be prepared."
Nangong Chenyi had a smile on his face and his eyes swayed. He didn't want to face the endless questioning of those stubborn old men. Just thinking about it made his head feel big.
It's better to leave this kind of matter to my father.
Now he just wants to buy more elixirs and weapons before the war begins. After all, those guys from the Life and Death Sect are all desperadoes, and their strength is undoubted. The more prepared they are, the safer they will be.
But as soon as he entered the town, Nangong Chenyi's brows frowned, and the smile on his face gradually faded, because the streets that were originally supposed to be crowded were now smooth and there were not even a few people in sight.