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    Chapter 139 Murderous intent is surging, snowflakes are falling on Lieping Mountain. Please subscribe!  Asking for a monthly ticket!

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    The sky is covered with heavy snow, and pedestrians are meandering like ants on the narrow mountain road.

    Wu Yan walked at the front of the team, waving his palms from time to time, using the force like a knife and the wind to sweep away the calf-deep snow in front of him, revealing the smooth mountain road.  The flying snow continuously drifted over his bald head, making him feel a chill that he had not seen for a long time.  Behind him were five hundred senior warriors from Xuankong Temple, and five martial gods were mixed in the crowd to guard against accidents.

    "ah!"

    An exclamation came suddenly, and Wuyan looked back. Another disciple accidentally slipped down the mountain path, and then a figure of a martial saint in gray robes suddenly flew out of the crowd and grabbed hold of him in mid-air.  Accommodate the disciples who have fallen off the mountain path, and then use Qinggong to bring them back to the mountain path.

    Wuyan turned his head. Even though they had all kinds of precautions, there were still a dozen disciples who couldn't be rescued along the way and fell to death in the valley.  This gave him an ominous premonition about this battle.  It's just that he can only hide this feeling in his heart and dare not say it out.

    Looking up at the sky, the gloomy dark clouds seem to be within reach, and large groups of snowflakes are like cotton wool, falling continuously.  Just as Wu Yan raised his head, a ball of snowflakes actually hit his face.  He puffed out a breath and blew away the snowflakes, but he couldn't stop some snowflakes from falling on his cheeks, which were slightly cold.  He immediately lowered his head in depression, continued to clear the snow with his hands, and moved forward slowly.

    It seems that it has not snowed so heavily in Yangzhou for a long, long time, right?  Wu Yan recalled, there are at least three to five hundred years of records, right?  I brought this group of disciples before, most of whom were born south of Yangzhou. They thought it was very fun when they first saw the heavy snow.  But after the fun was over, everyone was now looking troubled. Just circulating the Qi to keep out the cold made these disciples find it doubly difficult.

    I hope those guys at Tianji Castle can prepare buildings and hot water!  Wu Yan thought this in his mind, but he knew that this was not easy. The teams from Tianji Castle and Xuankong Temple were currently gathered at the foot of Lieping Mountain. With Tianji Castle now leaderless, he could effectively organize the manpower to make these preparations.  No illusions.

    When it was dark, two more disciples were unable to be rescued and fell into the valley and died.  Wu Yan resisted the disciples' desire to stop and rest, and led them forward. Finally, when the sky was getting dark, he saw the light of fire under the mountain in front.

    finally reached!

    Wu Yan secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and immediately brought his disciples closer. The place had turned into a large camp, with simple wooden houses built inside. Snow and water flowed across many places, and the ground was muddy.  There are disciples from Tianji Castle busy in front and behind, and disciples from Xuankong Temple can't take any time off. From time to time, I can see disciples following them to the mountains and forests, carrying firewood back, putting the snowy firewood into the fire, and the smoke is filling the whole camp.  It looked very confusing.

    "Donor Wang, are there no people in the nearby city? Do you still want our disciples to do such vulgar things as collecting firewood? Today is already the 23rd, and you haven't gathered all the disciples from Tianji Castle. What on earth are you doing?"  What do you think?"

    As Wu Yan approached, he heard the voice of his senior brother Qing Qing. In front of Qing Qing, Prince Shan looked embarrassed and explained awkwardly: "Master Qing Qing, you have seen the weather. It will take time for our Tianji Castle to gather manpower."  , before the snow stops, we must come and join together. We will also deliver the food for the masters and disciples soon."

    Wang Zishan was also a little depressed. His brother never came back, and then the three martial gods from Xuankong Temple asked them to prepare to attack Baihua Sect.  Immediately afterwards, the warriors from the Xuankong Temple came in force. The various towns under the jurisdiction of Tianji Castle were trapped along the way. Many hall masters opposed the arrival of the warriors from the Xuankong Temple, for fear that they would occupy the dove's nest.  But can I refuse this?

    There are a total of five large camps under Lieping Mountain. The food in several nearby cities has been almost exhausted. However, heavy snow has blocked the roads and food from further places cannot be brought in. This makes Wang Zishan helpless.  .  Especially after losing the restraint of their elder brother, many hall masters had second thoughts. After all, it was only a short time for Tianji Castle to form a strong whole. Without Zizhen, the God of War, sitting in charge, how could his prince be so good or virtuous or able to restrain him?  Live in other hall masters of the same level?  If the Martial God of Xuankong Temple hadn't made it clear that he was responsible when he passed by, Tianji Castle might have returned to its original appearance of juxtaposed halls.

    "Poor monkRegardless of your many reasons, before the 25th, I want to see ten days' worth of dry food, and all the fourth-grade and above warriors from Tianji Castle gathered together to prepare for a surprise attack on the Hundred Flowers Sect.  The good situation achieved by the ancestors cannot give Baihua Sect a chance to breathe.  Tell your warriors that as long as the Hundred Flowers Sect is captured, those female disciples will be at your disposal.  "

    The ruthless and cold voice made Wang Zishan understand his determination, so he had no choice but to agree, and quickly used Qing Kung Fu to return to Tianji Castle, and continued to summon other disciples from the hall.

    Wuyan watched Wang Zishan leave, walked up to Wuqing and said, "Senior brother, the last group of disciples have been brought. We have a total of ten thousand warriors this time, five hundred martial saints and more than a hundred of our masters. How can we still fight?"  Don¡¯t you want to leave Baihua Sect? We don¡¯t need Tianji Castle, we can complete it ourselves.¡±

    "No, I would rather wait a few more days and take Tianji Castle with me. You also know the goals in the temple. Yangzhou, Shangzhou and Qinzhou will all be our territory. If we can consume some Tianji Castle in the melee,  Strength, then the pressure to annex them will be much less. As long as Yangzhou and southern Qinzhou can be captured, Shangzhou will be in the bag. "

    ¡°Everything must be followed by senior brother¡¯s arrangements.¡±

    ?????????????????????????????????????????????????????¡­  This time the operation to annihilate the Hundred Flowers Sect was led by Wuyan. Since the failure of the last mission, Wuyan's status in the Xuankong Temple had dropped a lot. He did not dare to argue with Wuyan at this time.

    "Report!"

    At this time, a martial saint-level disciple used Qinggong to fly from the direction of Lieping Mountain, rolling up a large cloud of snow.

    "Senior Qingqing reported that warriors from Baihua Sect, Xingdou Sect and Shangji Pavilion were found on the opposite side of Lieping Mountain. There were tens of thousands of them! After our fellow apprentices encountered each other's pathfinding warriors, they did not alert each other and quietly  Report back."

    "What? Warriors from Hundred Flowers Sect, Star Dou Sect and Business Opportunity Pavilion, did you read that correctly?"

    "That's right! They have arrived within a hundred miles opposite Lieping Mountain and are camping at this time. The exact number of people has not been counted yet, but it is definitely more than 10,000 people!"

    "How is it possible? How could they move so fast?" Qingqing said to himself, "Wuyan, you are responsible for settling the disciples in the camp. I will go with him to Lieping Mountain to check the number of enemies. Xingdoumen and business opportunities  How could the government send someone out so quickly? It shouldn't be!"

    "Yes, please rest assured, senior brother, I will definitely take care of the camp with other senior brothers." Wuyan replied respectfully.

    Qing Wu Qing finished speaking with some confusion, then reached out to grab the Martial Saint, and immediately used Qing Kung to fly towards Lieping Mountain.  Wu Yan watched their figures go away gradually, and he couldn't help but frown. After the Baihua Sect suffered a big change, how could they organize their troops to come south so quickly?

    Lieping Mountain is the most famous mountain range in Yangzhou. It is located in the north of Yangzhou and runs east-west, dividing the entire Yangzhou into two.  This mountain range is very unique. There are countless large and small hills on the north and south sides, but the main peak runs consistently from east to west and is generally much higher than other peaks. It forms a very unique landscape, towering in the middle of the mountain range like a screen.

    Qingqing came to the top of Lieping Mountain, stood on the top of the mountain and looked down. He saw that in several valleys on the north side of the mountain, bonfires had been lit, and there were many figures. Judging from the clothes, they were obviously several sects.  At this time, the sky was dark, and there were heavy snowflakes flying in the air. Even with his top martial arts skills, he could not see clearly the details below the mountain.

    "You go back and tell Wu Yan and Wu Xin to prepare ten grandmasters and three hundred martial saints. If possible, we will attack the camp after early morning! Huh, although they are not slow in coming, they certainly didn't expect us to be faster.  .¡±

    "Yes, I will"

    "There are enemies!" A shrill cry suddenly came from the bottom of the mountain, and then several monks' figures hurriedly ran to the top of the mountain, but then more figures chased out of the camp, and they shouted a few more times.  "Bald Donkey, where are you running!?"

    The fleeing figure was soon overtaken, and after a few exchanges of blows, he was captured and killed, with no one escaping.

    Snapped!

    ??He waved his hand ruthlessly and smashed a rock into pieces, and the depression in his heart was simply unbearable!  He wished he could catch those juniors back and beat them to death with his own hands. Now that people like Baihua Sect knew that the people from Xuankong Temple were nearby, they had no choice but to give up on the sneak attack.  He glanced at the camp at the foot of the mountain bitterly, then turned around and left. It was impossible to see the specific number of people in this weather. But judging from the number of campfires, he ruthlessly estimated that the number of the coalition army was around 20,000. The specific number would have to be revealed tomorrow.  look.

    "Let's go back!"

    Wu Wuqing waved, and the Martial Saint followed immediately.  That's when he really??Died before a successful strategy is launched, often suffocating the hero's spirit.

    At this time, in the camp in the north of Lieping Mountain, Liu Chengfeng was directing his disciples to put away the ropes and vines.  Because the mountain road here is dangerous, in order to prevent low-level disciples from falling off the cliff while walking, he had people prepare countless ropes and vines. Every dozens of people would pull a rope. If a disciple slipped, he could grab the rope.  Prevent falling off the cliff.  Today, after walking on the mountain road for a whole day, there was not a single accidental death. This also allowed the disciples of other sects to see Liu Chengfeng's brilliance for the first time, which added to his glory.

    "Okay, you guys put the rope away, and I'm going to see what the shouting in front of you is about."

    Liu Chengfeng had already guessed what might be going on from the word "bald donkey", but when facing these disciples, he was shocked, but his expression remained calm.

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