The warriors from the Beishan branch have retreated to the deepest part of the branch.
Outside, the elite warriors of the evil sect are attacking fiercely.
Because Wu Pingqing, the head of the Beishan Martial League branch, has a lot of research on the art of mechanisms, he designed many mechanisms in the branch, which caused the elite warriors of the evil sect to suffer a lot.
This is also the main reason why the Beishan branch can persist until now.
However, the warriors of the branch are at the end of their strength and it is difficult to hold on for much longer.
They have pushed to the last line of defense. If even here is broken through, Beishan will fall.
"kill!"
The elite warriors of the evil sect launch attacks again and again without fear of death, and it is only a matter of time before the final line of defense collapses.
Under the eaves behind these elite warriors, a middle-aged man in a white suit sat on a comfortable and soft chair, holding a glass of top-quality red wine in his hand, smoking a brand-name cigar, and watching the tug-of-war between the two sides with a calm expression.
He was beaten to a bloody head over there, but here he was like watching a play.
Beside him were several men standing motionless.
His subordinates are all at the lowest level of Martial Master, and there are two Martial Saints among them.
This kind of warrior is a master in the secular world of martial arts, but it doesn't take much effort to train him, so he can only be used as a thug in the secular world.
"Mr. Gao, the elite warriors of this Qi Dao Alliance are too useless. I don't know how long it will take to break through the Beishan branch. Do you want me to take action?" The old man next to him bowed and asked.
The middle-aged man smiled slightly and waved his hand.
"It's interesting to watch a show like this." He chuckled.
"Although my Gao family is an ally of the Yiqi Dao Alliance, we didn't say we were going to take action. We just let them fight. Anyway, they will be able to capture it sooner or later."
The middle-aged man took a sip of red wine.
"I'm waiting for someone." He said calmly.
"Who can make you wait here? He is truly lucky!" The old man Wu Sheng quickly complimented.
"What I'm waiting for is the famous medicine sage in the world." The middle-aged man looked gloomy.
"How can a mere Medicine Saint deserve to keep you waiting? As long as the Second Master says a word, I will immediately capture the Medicine Saint and bring him to see you!" the old Martial Saint said with a smile.
The middle-aged man stopped shaking the red wine glass, glanced at the old man, and smiled slightly.
"boom!"
Suddenly, the old man was knocked away by a burst of energy and fell heavily to the ground, spitting blood.
"Don't brag in front of me, I don't like it." The middle-aged man said coldly.
"I'm wrong! I don't dare to do it anymore!" The old martial saint hurriedly knelt down towards him and kept shouting, full of fear.
In the secular world, his cultivation in the realm of martial saint is very powerful and he can establish a sect.
But he knew that in front of this person, he was like an ant and could be crushed to death at any time.
This person is the number two figure in the Gao family, a reclusive family!
"The Medicine Saint is not simple, how can you, a second-grade Martial Saint, be able to capture him?" the man said sarcastically.
"It's my subordinate's fault. I'm sorry!" the old man shouted.
The man then snorted coldly and asked him to get up.
"This Medicine Saint is a talented person. Our Gao family intends to recruit him. If he fails to recruit him, he will be killed."
"In Qishan, my second brother was ordered to contact him, but there was no news after that, and he can no longer be contacted..." The man said leisurely with a cold expression.
"Although the Second Master's cultivation is not as powerful as yours, in this world, the most powerful Martial Saint can't do anything to him... How can the Medicine Saint be so virtuous that he can make the Second Master lose news..." Martial Saint
The old man exclaimed in shock.
The man smiled.
"The Medicine Saint is active behind the front and has killed many elite teams of the Yiqi Dao Alliance. This Beishan is his base camp. There is no way he will not come."
"I will wait here to see who the Medicine Saint is!"
There was a smile on his face.
But the smile was full of a bone-chilling chill.
"boom!"
With a roar, the last line of defense of the Beishan branch was breached.
The branch warriors are about to be massacred.
The middle-aged man frowned.
That Medicine Saint...isn't here yet?
Suddenly, his brows relaxed and his eyes stared at the distant sky.
A dazzling light passed through at extremely fast speed.
"Finally..." He raised the corner of his mouth and threw away the red wine glass. When he lowered his hand, a golden flying sword was already floating under the chair.
Hua Qiu's aura was obscure, and even if he was busy being dazzling, he could not scare the second-ranking figure in the Gao family.
Naturally, the fluctuations in his spiritual power when using the Creation Skill cannot be seen.
The middle-aged man could not even see his identity as an immortal cultivator, and only regarded him as a powerful martial saint in the secular world.
"Whoosh!"
Hua Qiu reached the sky above Beishan Branch in an instant.
Seeing the warriors from the Beishan branch struggling to resist, he looked slightly condensed and waved his hand to create a circle of energy.
The energy roared down, directly knocking down a large area of the elite warriors of the evil sect.
"Mr. Hua! Mr. Hua is here!"
The branch warriors were astonished, and when they saw Qinghua Qiu's face, they were extremely pleasantly surprised.
They all know Hua Qiu, and many of them admire him very much.
Now that the savior has arrived, I am overjoyed.
On the contrary, the remaining evil warriors looked extremely ugly.
"This is... a strong warrior saint!" They were horrified.
Among the team that raided Beishan, there were no strong men at the level of Martial Saints.
"Mr. Gao, do you still want to watch? Take action quickly!" Wu Zun, the leader, shouted anxiously to the eaves outside.
The middle-aged man's expression darkened.
He gave the old Martial Saint an indifferent look.
"Whoosh!"
The old martial saint acted instantly.
However, his target was not Hua Qiu at all.
Screams rang out, and Wu Zun, the leader of the evil faction, fell down in disbelief.
"No one can order Mr. Gao. Not even the leader of the Qi Dao Alliance dares to speak to him like this!" The old Martial Saint said coldly.
The evil warriors became more and more frightened and did not dare to say another word.
In the air, Hua Qiu lowered his head and looked down at Mr. Gao.
As he approached Beishan, he sensed that there were cultivators here.
Now that he heard what the Martial Saint said, he understood.
This is a member of the Gao family, a secular cultivating family.
"Are you the Medicine Saint?" the middle-aged man asked with a smile on his face.
Hua Qiu looked at him indifferently.
"Gao Qiong, what's the relationship with you?" Hua Qiu asked.
The middle-aged man frowned.
He understood that this person must have had close contact with Gao Qiong, otherwise it would be impossible to know Gao Qiong's name.
"Gao Qiong, he is my biological brother..." the middle-aged man whispered.
"You should have seen him."
"My brother, where is he now?"
When he looked up again, his face was already cold, and there was no sign of emotion or anger, but it was even more terrifying.
The old Martial Saint looked tense.
He knew that this was the performance of the one who was about to explode.
"Is he your brother?" Hua Qiu's expression was very dull.
"I did see him, and he was killed by me."
After the words fell, the old Martial Saint was stunned.
"Hehehe..." A sneer that was hard to tell the truth came from the man's throat.