Zhen Zhen's face was livid, gloomy, and extremely ugly.
Today, she united the three sects of Feng, Hua, and Snow, plus Lang Qihong's Floating Dream Pavilion. With such a large formation, she could have easily crushed the Yue Sect and wiped it out with blood.
Unexpectedly, when the war was about to begin, the three sects of Feng, Hua and Xue fled one after another and ran away.
She didn't understand or figure it out.
Ji Mo, who had three heads and six arms, managed to defeat three sects in a row in such a short period of time.
Is that Ji Mo really capable, or is the three sects too useless?
Now, only the Presbyterians led by her and the Fumeng Pavilion are left. Do you want to fight?
"Now, the arrow is on the string and must be fired. First destroy the Yuezong, and then deal with those named Ji."
Lang Qihong's face was full of murderous intent, and he was determined to kill him.
It was impossible to retreat. It would be too shameful for him to come here with such force and force and leave in despair. He couldn't afford to lose this person.
Moreover, he has always hidden his true strength and trump card, so he does not take Yuezong seriously.
With a small price, the Moon Sect should be able to be easily wiped out, and then we can try to deal with the other three sects, taking down the entire Fenghuaxueyue Sect in one fell swoop.
"Our overall strength does not have an overwhelming advantage. If we take action now, I am afraid we will suffer heavy losses and the gain will not be worth the loss."
Zhen Zhen was hesitant. If Yue Zong desperately resisted, her men would probably break in half.
It is best to take a long-term approach and unite the three sects of Wind, Flower, and Snow to act together.
But under Lang Qihong's affectionate eyes, she couldn't bear it after all. Her sensibility defeated her rationality and she obeyed her old lover's advice.
"It's over, this couple of bitches are going to kill us."
The great elder of the Yue Sect was panicked. With the strength of the Yue Sect, it was simply impossible to resist.
She glanced around hurriedly, hoping to see Ji Mo returning.
At this time, only Ji Mo's intervention can turn things around and turn the tide.
"Mr. Ji, can you come back in time to save us? If you are late, it will be too late."
Yanzhi's pretty face turned pale. She had already seen that the opponent had arranged their formation and might launch an attack at any time.
Xuanyang could still maintain his composure and said as calmly as possible: "Don't panic when things happen. Sir, I will plan a strategy and win a thousand miles away. I will definitely go... I will die, but they will come back again."
Xuanyang, who was originally calm, suddenly turned pale.
I saw only three directions in the distance, winds and clouds surging, and fairy lights rising into the sky.
A hurricane is roaring in one place, snow is flying in the sky in another, and flower petals are falling in another.
The three sects of Feng, Hua and Xue who left before have returned again.
And this time there were even more people than before. It was obvious that they were all out in force, old and young, all coming in force.
"Hahaha, God is really helping me. That Ji surname must have completely angered the three sects of Feng, Hua, and Xue, and provoked them all to mobilize. The Yue Sect is in doom today."
Zhen Zhen was so excited that she looked up to the sky and laughed wildly.
With the addition of the three sects of Wind, Flower, and Snow, the Moon sect has no choice but to die, and there is no chance of any hope at all.
However.
The smile on her face did not last long, and soon her expression became stiff, as if she had seen a ghost.
What happened was beyond everyone's expectation.
The three Feng, Hua and Xue sects that appeared did not side with Zhen Zhen, but chose to support the Yue sect.
"I, the Snow Sect, will never allow anyone to touch the Moon Sect."
Bai Jingjing was the first to express her stance.
Ying Ying did her job and spoke hurriedly: "We, the Hua Zong, are willing to work together with the Yue Zong and help each other."
Seeing Bai Jingjing and Yingying talk more nicely than the other, Ling Lan couldn't stand it. Is it necessary to lick them like this?
She was thin-skinned, but she couldn't say such words, so she chose to confront Zhen Zhen and show her attitude with practical actions.
"What is going on?"
Zhen Zhen was confused and thought she was hallucinating.
What are you three doing?
Are you kidding me by just turning against me?
The Great Elder of the Yue Sect and Yan Zhi were also confused. Not long ago, the Feng, Hua, and Snow Sects were enemies. How could they now change their faces and have completely opposite attitudes?
They also found something different. In the past, the three sects of Feng, Hua and Snow were led by the great elders of each sect, but now they were led by the saint, with a fawning attitude clearly visible on their faces.
"Sir, you are awesome. Just by going for a walk, you conquered the three sects of wind, flowers and snow."
Xuanyang's face was full of surprise.
You don't need to think about it to know that Ji Mo must have subdued the three sects of Feng, Hua and Xue, and even conquered the saints of the three sects.
"After all, my qualifications are not good enough. I have never understood the essence of boldness and shamelessness. I have not been able to successfully pick up a girl for so long. I am ashamed of your teacher's teachings."
Xuanyang's face was filled with sadness. He felt that there was a long way to go to pick up girls, and he had to continue to work hard.
"Are you crazy? If you dare to go against me, are you going to apostatize?"
Zhen Zhen was furious and asked loudly.
The three sects defected, which was a slap in the face in front of everyone, embarrassing her and making her extremely angry.
"Zhen Zhen, you have to make it clear that the Fenghua, Snow and Moon Sect belongs to the four sects of Feng, Hua, Xue and Yue. It does not belong to the Presbyterian Church, and it does not belong to you."
Bai Jingjing looked at Zhen Zhen without showing any signs of weakness, not giving the Supreme Elder any face.
She had already had enough of this old woman who had been relying on her elders, being domineering and monopolizing power.
"Mr. Zhen, we made a mistake before. The Yuezong did not violate any religious rules. It is not too late to correct the mistake if you know it."
Ying's cheeks were red, and she asked Zhen Zhen, Feng, Hua and Xue to find the steps. After all, this matter was their fault.
Now, only by obediently admitting his mistakes and accepting punishment can Ji Mo's anger be calmed, and Huazong's Luoxu Peak have a chance to regain its vitality.
"That's nonsense, how could I be wrong?"
Zhen Zhen naturally couldn't admit her mistake and turned her gaze to Ling Lan, hoping that the other party would speak for her.
According to the previous behind-the-scenes transactions, Ling Lan will be the biggest beneficiary and become the next leader.
She didn't understand why Ling Lan's brain was so crazy that she ended her career.
Ling Lan's face was full of bitterness and she said seriously: "I consider myself to be mediocre in qualifications and unable to take on the important role of leader. Ji Mo is the best candidate for the leader of my religion. We should not target Yuezong, let alone suppress him.
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These words almost define the matter.
It shows that the whole thing is a smear campaign against Yue Zong, and the wrong party is not Yue Zong, but Zhen Zhen.
Zhen Zhen was completely dumbfounded.
This was a backstab from her teammates, which directly exposed her conspiracy and made her feel extremely embarrassed.
At this moment, she wished she could go on a killing spree and kill everyone in the four Fenghuaxueyue sects.
When this incident spread, her reputation was completely ruined.
"Kill, kill them all."
Zhen Zhen became angry and planned to kill at all costs.
But Lang Qihong remained rational and believed that this was not a good time to take action, otherwise even if he could win, he would pay an extremely heavy price.
"Withdraw first, then consider the long term."
He pulled Zhen Zhen and evacuated in embarrassment.