Hai Wuya's angry rebuke made many elders look embarrassed.
Indeed, as Hai Wuya said, this decisive battle was originally intended to inflict guilt. Logically speaking, one of the great elders of the Li Shui Sword Sect had died. Even for the sake of the dead Li Yuanhang, many
The elders have no reason not to fight back.
Hai Wuya took the lead and walked towards Jianzong Square. Behind him, many elders had tragic faces, exuding endless strong fighting spirit.
In the square of tens of thousands of square meters in the inner courtyard of Lishui Sword Sect, Gucci and a group of disciples of Gulin Sword Sect were as small as a handful of ants.
Seeing Gucci standing in front of the crowd, his eyes flashing fiercely, Hai Wuya snorted coldly.
No matter how many ants there are, how can they kill the elephant? Li Shui Jian Sect has been among the four major sects for a hundred years, so how can outsiders know how strong its internal strength is.
Seeing Hai Wuya's arrogant late arrival, a trace of hatred flashed in Gucci's eyes.
Now he still remembers the incident in the wealthy businessman's winery where Hai Wuya destroyed the Gulin Sword Sect's industry with just his momentum.
Gucci glanced at the many elders and disciples behind Hai Wuya, and after realizing that Ye Feng was not among the crowd, Gucci's eyes flashed with a hint of coldness.
Just as he had predicted in advance, Hai Wuya actually planned to break the contract. In this case, there was no need for him to make excuses and say some high-sounding polite words.
"Hai Wuya, I have brought my unscrupulous disciple Chen Keshu. Where is Ye Feng from your Sword Sect?" Gucci said in a strange tone.
Facing the confident Gucci, Hai Wuya sneered.
He said loudly: "Ancient Sect Leader, why are you trying to get involved in a duel between juniors? If you are in a hurry, how about you and I having a fight?"
Hai Wuya's strength is well-known throughout the Yin Shang Kingdom. Although Gucci's strength is not much different from that of Gucci, one is the seventh master on the Tianxing Ranking, and the other is among the top five masters. They don't need to fight to know that Gucci is
What will happen to the seventh-ranked master?
Seeing Hai Wuya acting rogue without caring about his face, Gucci felt a trace of hatred in his heart.
He glanced at Hai Wuya, and was about to say something about Li Shui Sword Sect's breach of contract and falling out with each other. Suddenly, Hai Wuya got in front of him and said: "Master Gucci, this decisive battle was only agreed on today, but no time has been set.
I think Ye Feng thinks that the decisive battle will take place in the evening, so I ask you to wait here for a while."
As he said that, Hai Wuya glanced at the thousands of Li Shui Sword Sect disciples in the square and said loudly: "Everyone, Master Gucci is a visitor from afar. Since they are here early, let them wait in the square. I am now
It is announced that the entire Li Shui Sword Sect has entered a state of martial law, prohibiting any outsiders from leaving the land outside Li Shui Square."
After saying these words, Hai Wuya led Chen Ling and others and walked out of the square.
Just as he was about to walk out of the square, he suddenly turned around and smiled proudly.
"Master Gucci, the weather in Shuijian Sect has not been very good recently. If it rains for a while, please be patient." After saying that, Hai Wuya ignored the stunned Gucci and turned around to walk out of the square.
In the room, Hai Wuya and others were holding hot tea and sipping it slowly.
Looking at the dense raindrops falling outside the window, Hai Wuya and many elders felt a sense of joy in their hearts.
No rain is more satisfying than today's rain. Thinking of Gucci, many disciples, and many sword cultivators at the foot of the mountain, all standing in the heavy rain, many elders wanted to chuckle.
The heavy rain gradually stopped from noon until dark, and at this time, the freezing low temperature also arrived as the night fell.
Around the square, many disciples of the Lishui Sword Sect, who were nominally accompanying but actually serving as guards, were burning red bonfires.
Seeing many Li Shui Sword Sect disciples warming themselves around the bonfire, holding steaming ginger tea in their hands, Gucci was so angry that he was counting down the seconds.
Everything can't be done out of nowhere, and Ye Feng's broken promise is the best excuse to start a war. At this moment, Gucci secretly swore in his heart that when he takes over the Lishui Sword Sect, he will definitely make the lives of everyone in Haiwuya worse than death.
Time passed by minute by second. Although everyone in Gucci was protected by vitality and was not affected by the cold, they still felt a chill when they saw many Li Shui Sword Sect disciples drinking ginger tea and looking leisurely and contented.
Seeing that the time was approaching, Gucci stood up, incorporated his vitality into the sound waves, and shouted loudly: "The sea has no limit, the hour is approaching, do you have anything else to say?"
Gucci's roar instantly spread throughout the Lishui Sword Sect. Hearing the anger mixed in Gucci's voice, Hai Wuya couldn't help but sneer.
Standing up, scanning the many elders, Hai Wuya said in a deep voice: "Everyone, the time is coming, please prepare for the battle. I am now announcing the sect leader's order. In today's battle, even if there is only one person left in the Lishui Sword Sect,
Can't go back."
The Sect Master's Order is the most authoritative command within the sect. This is the first time that a Sect Master's Order has been issued since Dahai Wuya became the Sect Master.
After hearing Hai Wuya's order, everyone in Chen Ling stood up.
The moment they stood up, everyone had a tragic look on their faces, and some even clenched their fists in anger.
Within the Lishui Sword Sect, except for those disciples who were standing in the square, hiding from others, the other disciples all held long swords in their hands, obeyed the commands of Chen Ling and many other elders, and entered their respective battle locations.
In the blink of an eye, nearly a thousand Sword Sect disciples were ambushed on the foothills from the outer courtyard of the Shuishui Sword Sect to the inner courtyard.
These disciples held long swords in their hands and stared at the sky intently, just waiting for the signal to be sent to deal a fatal blow to the enemy.
In addition to the disciples who were ambushed at the foot of the mountain, there were also thousands of disciples dormant on the tops of the major houses in the inner courtyard and inside the houses.
These disciples do not need to take action for the time being. Their mission is to encircle and suppress those who are outside the Li Shui Yan Cloud Formation when the war begins and Hai Wuya and many elders work together to activate the Li Shui Sword Sect's protective formation - the Li Shui Yan Cloud Formation.
of deserters.
In just a quarter of an hour, all members of the Li Shui Sword Sect entered an emergency battle state.
Realizing that everything had been arranged as planned, Hai Wuya raised his head and walked to Lishui Square.
"I think Ye Feng will not come. Master Gucci, if you want to attack the Lishui Sword Sect, please give the order now." Hai Wuya said calmly.
Facing the confident Hai Wuya, Gucci's eyes flashed with a hint of surprise.
Although he also doubted why Hai Wuya was so calm, the arrow was on the string and he had to shoot. There was no turning back.
"Dealing with smart people saves trouble." Gucci chuckled evilly.
He took out the flare from his arms and held the launch button of the flare tightly in his palm, with a ferocious look in his eyes.
Steeply, Gucci flipped the signal flare switch with his finger.
Just when the signal bomb was about to be sent off, suddenly, a loud shout came from halfway up the mountainside of the Lishuijian Sect.
"Wait a minute!" The voice was particularly loud. The moment it came out, the person who came had already crossed thousands of meters and arrived at Lishui Square.
The person who came was wearing a blood-red robe, and his long silver-white hair was dancing in the wind.
As he stood on the square, everyone present could see clearly that the young man in front of them was filled with fierce murderous intent, and there were invisible sword energy outside his body, roaring and raging, cutting and smashing the bricks and stones on the ground.
The blood is more vivid and scarlet red eyes.
White hair and bloody eyes are He Huan's unique symbols.
Hai Wuya couldn't help but feel happy when he discovered that He Huan, who had been missing for three months, suddenly returned.
In his mind, although He Huan's status is not as good as Ye Feng's, it is still extremely important. Originally, he thought that He Huan had encountered something unexpected, but now that he sees He Huan's return, how could he not be happy?
And he discovered that He Huan's strength had improved dramatically after just three months. Although he still couldn't control the whistling sword intent, the aura exuding from his body at this moment was clearly that of a powerful sword king.
Only then can you possess the sword intent.
"Has He Huan been upgraded to a powerful Sword King within three months?" Hai Wuya was ecstatic and deeply shocked at the same time.
Although he vaguely noticed that the sword intent practiced by He Huan was extremely cruel and seemed to be related to killing, it did not affect the excitement in his heart.
He Huan is three years older than Ye Feng, and is only 21 years old this year. A 21-year-old sword king is something that has never happened in the history of Yin Shang Kingdom.
Standing in the center of the square, He Huan stared at Chen Kersi and said, "Chen Kersi, I was also in the Zangke Mountains that day. Don't you want revenge? You want the same with me."
Facing the aggressive He Huan, Chen Keshu's eyes flashed with a hint of fanaticism.
Is there anything in this world that is more exciting than killing a super genius with his own hands? When he thinks that He Huan, a swordsman genius, will die tragically under his own sword, Chen Keshu feels that the blood all over his body is boiling.
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"Fight with me!" He Huan said in a deep voice again.
Hearing He Huan's words about a fight, Chen Keshu smiled evilly. Without asking Gucci for instructions, he jumped out of the ancient forest sword sect's camp and pounced on He Huan.
While he was in mid-air, Chen Keshu let out bursts of laughter.
He shook his hands suddenly, and a dazzling sound wave lightsaber appeared out of thin air in his hands.
With a sudden sweep, a sword light that stretched like an ocean wave burst out from the sword body and fell towards He Huan's head.
As a strong swordsman, He Huan's sword intention is to kill, while Chen Keshu's sword intention is to be arrogant.
Just like his personality, his sword moves always reveal an arrogant and perverse air.
As soon as the surging sword light appeared, half of the square was enveloped in an aura of overwhelming violence.
Feeling that Chen Keshu's sword intent was so pure, even Hai Wuya's complexion quietly changed color.
Chen Keshu's ability to become the ninth-ranked master on the Tianxing Ranking is definitely not in vain.
Hai Wuya knew that few people in the Yin Shang Kingdom could resist Chen Kersi's sword-shaking attack alone.