Sword Master Yu pursed his lips, and the wavering look on his face quickly cleared up, turning into as hard as cold iron again, with a resolute attitude of defying the sky with his life:
"Heaven has entrusted me with a great responsibility, and the common people have established the foundation for my self-cultivation and destiny. If the only way to go is to sacrifice the imperial seal.
I am willing to become an eternal sinner of the Tianxi Sword Sect, bear the names of eight thousand disciples, fall into the trap of Abi, and swear to death without regrets!"
Balian looked at this man with calm and deep eyes.
He has always been like this. Sword Master Yu always has his own set of righteous order and persistence, showing pity for the common people and sacrificing his life to save the world.
This fearless gesture, however, was hard to awe Bailian.
He acts like this, as if everyone around him is willing to give up, and every flower and grass is the world. He can't even protect the world of Tianxi Sword Sect, how can he protect this common people.
Perhaps in a sense, Sword Master Yu is a hero, and heroes are always obsessed with exchanging small sacrifices for big sacrifices.
Balian is a very stubborn person and has a very narrow-minded mind. What he wants to protect has always been the acre of pure land around him and only a few people.
"In my opinion, Dianjian Palace is inevitable, but there is no need to involve all the disciples of Tianxi."
Perhaps he was infected by Balian's overly calm and confident attitude, and Sword Master Yu couldn't help but feel a glimmer of hope in his heart: "What good ideas do you have?"
Bailian said: "South of Lihe Sect, there is a dark and desolate valley, named Luanyou Valley. There are no living creatures in the valley.
There is a hall in the Cangwu Palace called the Moqi Hall. Bai Zi can cross space and has unparalleled escape skills. He might as well use the power of the Moqi Hall to lead all the ghoul army into the valley and form a two-world barrier in the Chaos Valley.
The sect leader might as well build a sword palace in the middle of the valley to kill thousands of ghosts. After that, he can use the power of the Moqi Palace to leave the Valley of Chaos.
In this way, the crisis can be resolved without sacrificing anyone's name."
When Sword Master Yu heard this, his eyes lit up and he thought it was feasible.
But when I thought about it more carefully, I realized that this plan was actually full of mistakes and it was completely impossible to implement it successfully.
"Yin Baishuang is in our Tianxi Mountain, but her cultivation level is still shallow and not enough to exert the full power of Moqi Palace. Although Bai Zi can cross the void.
But the Chaotic Valley was a forbidden area in ancient times, and her current level of cultivation was not enough to settle in Chaotic Valley.
Furthermore, even if she can take a step back, how can Bai Zi's strength support the ghoul army that has expanded to 300,000? Not even Cheng Pan can do this.
Furthermore, how can you ensure that with 300,000 ghouls, they will all be obedient and enter the range of the Bai Zi Crossing the Sky Technique?"
Balian's eyes flashed, and a faint smile appeared on his lips: "What Miss Yin and Dian Cheng can't do, doesn't mean that no one in this world can do it, don't you think...
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He turned around and cast his bright star-like eyes in a certain direction: "Third brother."
In the darkness, dots of silvery white light flickered, and amid a mysterious ripple of space, a tall, muscular man with a strong back and a strong waist strode out, throwing white chess pieces.
Everyone present was dumbfounded as if struck by thunder. They all opened their eyes wide, opened their mouths, and looked at the rugged black-skinned man in disbelief.
That man was as tall as a bear, yet he wanted to imitate the dress of those literati.
He was dressed in a green and blue fluttering light shirt, a waist belt with Yinglong totem, and a folding fan nondescriptly fastened to his waist.
Compared with his burly and sturdy physique, that elegant and slender folding fan looked as ridiculous as a toothpick.
He looked around and finally looked at Balian, grinning his thick lips, revealing a set of neat white teeth.
The head of the three majestic gods of heaven, the lord of Cangwu Palace, and the representative hero who ended the era of the end of magic, Yin Dufeng.
It turned out that he was facing the young man who was standing in the wind like a guest in the autumn wind in the sea of corpses. He cupped his fists and saluted, and with a loud voice like a bell, he laughed loudly and said: "Brother! I'm here to help you, little brother!"
Sword Master Yu had just finished squirting out a mouthful of blood, but the blood in his mouth had not been suppressed yet. At this moment, he was so shocked that the blood poured into his throat, and he spurted out again with a pop.
Yun Rong tilted his body and almost fell into the tide of corpses.
Junhe's eyes widened and he belched rudely.
Yue Nu burped in unison, then covered her mouth like a lady and looked at Balian with admiration.
The remaining sword masters were even more confused and confused.
Their junior brother, the portrait of the fourth senior sister, the illegitimate son of the eldest princess, and now the eldest brother of Palace Master Yin...
They only have one thought in their minds at the moment.
My junior brother’s life experience is so fucking ridiculous and full of ups and downs.
Big brother? Little brother?
Palace Master Yin’s eyes were broken due to some evil skills he practiced. How could this young man, who is only a dozen years old, be worthy of being called his big brother?
This is not how old people pretend to be young.
Bai Lian quickly stood up to help him, and then stretched out his hand to straighten the messy cloak on Yin Dufeng's shoulders. He also grinned, showing his neat teeth and a pair of pointed little tiger teeth: "Third brother, you came so quickly.
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Yin Dufeng snarled, waved his big furry hand, and said: "Brother is in trouble, how dare I refuse to delay? As soon as I received your psychic message, I didn't even drink anymore, so I came directly, good guy
, three hundred thousand ghouls, brother, can you handle this battle?"
After Yin Dufeng appeared, the smile on Bailian's face became a little brighter: "You can give it a try."
Listening to this scene, which really looked like two brothers chatting about daily life on the battlefield, everyone was confused again.
They looked at Yin Dufeng in bewilderment, wondering if this was still the arrogant and lawless Palace Master Yin they knew?
Everyone in the world knows that Palace Master Yin Dufeng Yin has always been unruly by nature and has a wild temper. Even in front of the sword master, he never bows his head.
The number of people in this world who could receive a few polite words from him can be counted on one hand.
Looking around the world, only Su Guanhai, the master of the Taixuan Sect, that all-around old fox can eat him occasionally.
But there is no way that I can make him obey me so much, calling him "big brother" in a warm and sweet way.
Yin Dufeng ignored the shocked looks of others, he sighed softly and said: "Three hundred thousand ghouls are no small matter, and I don't know if the barrier of Chaotic Valley can withstand it.
But don’t worry, brother, I’ve also captured that old boy Su Guanhai to help you. This is the battlefield for our three brothers, and he can’t even think about being a lazy man by hiding out with his wife.”
Before the light from the void array had dissipated, another free and unrestrained middle-aged scribe walked out slowly. He smiled and cursed: "You are such a ruthless person, but your mouth is not merciful at all. If my brother is in trouble, how can I stand by and watch?
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"Hiss!!!" There were gasps, and before everyone could recover from the chaos, the person who followed them once again brought a devastating impact to them.
Sect Leader Su of Taixuan Sect is also here!
The three sect leaders gathered together on the same mountain, and both of them recognized their junior brother as their eldest brother...
People with extremely quick reactions suddenly thought that six hundred years ago in Dakushan, the three people who were responsible for the common people were also sworn to Wentian, and their sect leader was the last among them.
If you think about it carefully, the two old brothers of the sect leader have replaced the junior brother as the eldest brother. Then wouldn’t the sect leader...
Oh my God!
The junior brother is the son of the eldest princess. The eldest princess is madly in love with the sect master. Everyone thinks that they will end up together. So should the junior brother call the sect master as the fourth brother or... daddy?
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