"This guy must be warning us, don't disturb him to express his heart to Fairy Hongxia!" Yun Zichong looked at Ye Xixiang coldly, and said, "I want to see how he is deflated!"
"Hey" Yu Tong laughed, "It's come to this point, no matter if he hits a wall or makes a fake out, he won't be able to escape from the hands of you and my brother! Oh, yes, Junior Brother Yun, Yu Xisong has gone Where you are, the mobilization of the Four Spirits Blood Curse depends on you! You cast it carefully, don't be too greedy"
Yun Zichong no longer doubted him, and hurriedly replied: "Brother Yu, don't worry, we still discussed with us earlier, the younger brother will account for 30%, and the senior brother will account for 70%!"
"Alas" Yutong sighed, "Fate is tricking people! The younger brother took the initiative, and the person who activated the blood curse can at least occupy 40% of the blood's power. Even if the younger brother does not agree, the blood curse will not agree." ah!"
Yun Zichong was overjoyed in his heart, but he was still apprehensive, and suggested: "How about this, Senior Brother Yu, why don't I change it with you?"
Yu Tong frowned, and he reprimanded through the sound transmission: "Junior Brother Yun, you are out of line! Ye Xixiang's incident is your chance, if you try to make up for it, not only will you lose your chance, but you will also lose your chance to be a brother." I'm going to miss it too, so don't say any more! Just wait for Brother Wei to send a message, and you will activate the Four Spirit Blood Curse!"
"Okay!" Yun Zichong knew that it would be hypocritical for him to push back, so he agreed.
Between Yun Zichong and Yutong, the disciples of the Good Fortune Sect in the distance were already approaching. As Ye Xixiang said, although there are many disciples of the Good Fortune Sect in Huan Kingdom, their strength is shallow. Most of them are pregnant swords and bright swords. I can't even see a phantom sword! For a moment, all the sword cultivators were determined.
"Huh? What do these sword cultivators mean?" Fairy Hongxia naturally also saw the situation of the disciples of Good Fortune Gate clearly, and she was also very puzzled. Are these low-level sword cultivators fighting? Fairy Hongxia said to Xiao Mao in amazement, "Junior brother Xiao, thiswhat's going on?"
Of course Xiao Mao didn't know, but he felt a sense of uneasiness in his heart. He put one hand into the Taoist robe, pinched a soul bag, and said in a low voice: "Senior sister, I don't know, but I think there is something strange in it!"
"Nonsense, do you need to say that? I know it too!" Fairy Hongxia glared at him and said, "The expressions of Ye Xixiang and the guards of Xuntian City did not seem to be fake"
"Fairy Hongxia! Fairy Hongxia!!" All of a sudden, some disciples of the Good Fortune Sect who were closest to the sword formation suddenly became excited. Many people pointed to where Fairy Hongxia was and shouted loudly, "Quick, go and tell me!" Head"
Immediately, a few disciples urged their bodies, or sword light, or the art of flying, to fly around and fly to the south of Xuntian City.
"Ah???" Don't say that Fairy Hongxia herself is stupid, even Xiao Mao who is beside her, and Huang Mengxiang who lived a night away from home are also stupid. Everyone understands that these enemy cultivators who besieged Xuntian City must be with Hongxia. The fairies are about it!
While Fairy Hongxia and the others were dumbfounded, on an ice-covered mountain in the south of Xuntian City, more than a dozen Golden Core cultivators also frowned and looked at the connected sword formations set up by the swordsmen of Xuntian City. Looking at each other, they all turned their gazes to Jian Xiu, a third-rank Phantom Sword in the middle!
The sword cultivator of the third rank of the Illusory Sword is naturally Zhong Haoran!
There was nothing special about Zhong Haoran's wrinkled face. He looked at the seemingly sparse sword array in the distance, and then turned his head to look at the disciples of the Good Fortune Sect who seemed to be among them. Born from the bottom of my heart, that great ambition has long since fallen from the nine layers of clouds to the solid ground.
"Everyone" Zhong Haoran took a deep breath, looked around at the masters of the golden elixir nearby, and said, "What do you think?"
Everyone looked at each other and looked at each other. Their hearts are the same as Zhong Haoran's, the sword formation and sword intent of the sword cultivator are colder than the ice and snow around the city of Xuntian, which has already cooled the heat in their hearts, and even turned into solid ice. A few days ago, they chattered and talked about their dreams and plans, and they had begun to shatter before Rushi's strength. They saw the cruel side of reality after all.
"Master Wang?" Zhong Haoran's eyes fell on Wang Jiancheng of the Quhong faction, and he asked indifferently, "The head of the king Zeng Lizhu used peak combat power to tear apart the defensive sword array of Xuntian City, and we also agreed , whoever can tear apart the sword formation first, I will make him the leader of the Good Fortune Immortal Alliance"
Wang Jiancheng is a tall mid-stage Jindan cultivator, dressed in a royal blue military uniform, he looks majestic, but at this time, the things on his face are very asymmetrical with this military uniform, and embarrassment and shock are intricately everywhere. Opening his mouth, his originally high-pitched voice was a little low, and said: "This this old man didn't expect that the sword cultivator of Xuntian CityThere are not many children, and they dare to set up a sword formation outside Xuntian City! "
"How is it impossible?" A thin and not tall Jindan middle-stage cultivator immediately said coldly, "Xu already said that day that the sword cultivator's cultivation is a sword intent that goes forward and would rather bend than bend. Can't come out of Xuntian City? Even if they abandon Xuntian City, they will wait for me to fight!"
"Xu Zhonglin" Wang Jiancheng was displeased, and growled, "I admit, you said it, but did you insist? Did you come up with any opinions? You just said something with your upper lip touching your lower lip. Do you just want to show off your merits? If you can get the leader of my Good Fortune Immortal Alliance with a single sentence, I will return later, or invite a scholar to come over"
"Shut up!" A bell-like voice sounded like a thunderclap in everyone's ears. Both Wang Jiancheng and Xu Zhonglin shrank their necks, not daring to say any more. Everyone looked at the source of the voice, and it was a man with a full head. The white-haired old man, with thick crouching silkworm eyebrows and upturned eyebrows, looked at the two of them with lightning eyes, and said to himself: "Since we have already discussed to formally form the Good Fortune Immortal Alliance, no matter who is the leader of the alliance, we have already done so." We are allies! Even the words of allies have widened the distance between us and others. We are all good luck sects with Zhenren Xiao as the head. We are actually brothers and sisters. In such a situation, you don¡¯t want to join forces to attack the enemy , but complained to each other, if the disciples listened to it, what would they think?"
Zhong Haoran was not surprised by the old man's scolding. With a smile on his face, he looked at the head of the Burning Crane Society named Zhao Ming. Strong, and also the most powerful contender for the leader of the Fortune Immortal League.
"Master Zhao" Zhuo Hong, the head of Tianjinglou, a middle-aged man at the early stage of Jindan, said respectfully, "I don't blame the two fellow Taoists for arguing with each other. I don¡¯t feel chilled, and I feel an unrivaled feeling!¡±
Zhuo Hong's words fell to the ground, and a middle-aged man with a square face immediately opened his mouth and said: "Fellow Taoist Zhuo said it is true, Xu also feels the same! My group of fishing islands were built late, and Xu has no special means. Although the number of people in the sect has grown extremely fast over the past few hundred years, compared with these well-trained sword repairmen, Xu feels"
Speaking of this, the middle-aged man didn't say any more.
Zhao Ming glanced at the slightly elegant middle-aged man, and asked lightly: "Xu Chong, do you want to say that your disciples from Yudao are mobs compared to these sword cultivators?"
Xu Chong's face turned red, and he looked at the few monks around him. He wanted to deny it, but he turned his head and replied simply: "Senior Zhao, Xu really thinks like this! Of course, this is just for the next The opinion of my group of disciples from the Fishing Island does not include you"
"Hey" Zhao Ming smiled slightly, and said, "This old man thinks the same as you, and this old man not only thinks that the disciples of my Burning Crane Society are mobs, but also think that all the disciples of the Good Fortune Immortal League are mobs!"
Of course, there are also dissatisfied people like Wu Cheng from Huitong Pavilion, but they see that even Zhong Haoran doesn't speak, so they naturally shut up and listen to Zhao Ming's explanation.
"Master Zhong" Zhao Ming cupped his hands at Zhong Haoran, "Don't blame Zhao for being so blunt."
Zhong Haoran said with a smile: "Master Zhao doesn't have to be like this. What you think, in fact, Zhong has already discussed with Yun Shu and the others earlier, but you just say it's okay!"
"Okay!" Zhao Ming nodded, raised his hand and pointed at the sword cultivator in the distance, and said, "Everyone, what you are seeing is not actually the tens of thousands of sword cultivator disciples in Xuntian City, but the disciples of sword cultivators from Huan Kingdom who have lived for hundreds of thousands of years and millions of years. The background of sword cultivation! And the kendo battle back then was not a fierce battle between several sword schools and several Taoist schools, but actually a collision between my Taoist cultivation background and sword cultivation background How long has it been since my Good Fortune Sect was founded? It is only a few hundred Years, how could it be an opponent with millions of years of sword cultivation? Back then, when the Tianmo Sect was first established, their strength was far superior to the Xuantian Sect in the eyes of others, but in the end? The difference is a disastrous defeat? Of course, the Tianmo Sect They were defeated miserably, but they actually won. Afterwards, the Heavenly Demon Sect in the Xiaoyu Continent was unrivaled in the limelight, and directly created the third largest force today! Today, what I have to do in the Good Fortune Sect is to learn from the sword cultivator, Learning from the Heavenly Demon Sect, we must grow up in the battle, experience in blood and fire"
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