Chapter 333 The Piaomiao Sorrow (Seven)

The Piaomiao Peak was just a place where the disciples of the Piaomiao Sect practiced their skills in the past, and there was no house or anything else. Everyone in the Piaomiao Sect was evacuating in a hurry, and they didn't even take chairs and other things. Ou Peng looked around and sat on a rock casually, closing his eyes to nourish his energy.

After a while, a few more disciples came up from the bottom of the mountain and frequently reported their achievements, but it was news that the disciples of the Piaomiao Sect were losing ground.

Ou Peng could no longer sit still, stood up, walked to the front of the mountain, and looked down. Piaomiao Peak was not too high. At first glance, although he could not see clearly, he could still tell the result of the fight.

The masked gang members of the Zhengdao Alliance have pushed the front behind the Convention Hall. The disciples of the Piaomiao Sect fought desperately. Every time they took a step back, there would be disciples of the Zhengdao Alliance or the Piaomiao Sect lying down. Many corpses were left in the square in front of the Convention Hall. Ou Peng sighed and turned around and shouted, "Where is Aunt Qin?"

"The leader of the big gang, I am here."

Ou Peng said: "You take half of the female disciples of Mingcui Hall down the mountain to support Cheng Yue and the others, and tell them to form a formation in front of Piaomiao Peak and flexibly use the terrain to resist the enemy. In addition, if you look at the specific situation, it is really not possible, so go back to the mountain."

"Yes, the leader of the big gang."

After listening to it, Aunt Qin took Changge and a group of disciples and rushed down the mountain.

The elite disciples who resisted the enemy at the foot of the mountain saw the female disciples of Mingcui Hall going down the mountain to support him, and immediately became energetic. Together with the female disciples, they resisted the gang members of the Zhengdao League at the foot of Piaomiao Peak.

The tragic battle between gangs is far more serious than the grudges and confrontations between individuals in the world.

In just a moment, many disciples of Piaomiao Sect and members of the Zhengdao League lost their lives. In the Piaomiao Sect, although there are masters led by Zhang Chengyue, Wen Wenhai, Lu Mingyue, etc., most of the disciples with average martial arts have long died under the sword. Even the elite disciples who have been trained have lost a lot, and many of them are injured and insist on fighting.

Seeing the battle situation stabilized slightly from a distance on the mountain, Ou Peng sighed and turned to look back at the back mountain. Inadvertently, he saw the appearance of Pingyang City not far away, and could not help but feel sad. He thought that his younger brothers, who liked to watch the lights of Pingyang City here in the evening while practicing qigong at night. In the blink of an eye, everything seemed to be still last night. Today, they were separated from the two brothers' yin and yang. The world is changing, and the cycle of heaven is really unpredictable.

But behind the mountain, there was peace and there was almost no place to fight. I guess the focus of the Zhengdao Alliance was in front of the Piaomiao Sect. The back mountain was just to prevent the disciples of the Piaomiao Sect from escaping. Ou Peng estimated that Hu Yunyi should have led a group of disciples through the secret passage at this time, and maybe he could escape the disciples of the Zhengdao Alliance by chance.

Unfortunately, just as I was about to see a riot in the distance of the back mountain, and the sound of swords and swords striking each other came faintly. Isn’t there a light reflecting over? Looking at the direction, isn’t it the exit of the secret passage?

Could it be that the Zhengdao Alliance actually knows the secret passage exit of the Piaomiao Sect?

However, before Ou Peng could think further, he actually fired another arrow from the secret passage.

Ou Peng was shocked and hurried to the front of the mountain. When he looked down, many blurred figures jumped over from the direction of Pingyang City like a projectile. A long roar also came from the current figure. It turned out to be a sound that shocked the four fields, showing extremely profound internal strength.

Hearing this long roar, Ou Peng's eyes were filled with fierce expressions and his whole body also emitted an astonishing murderous aura. At the same time, the dantian of Qi, and the purple color flashed across his face, and a long roar was also towards the sky. The formation was not inferior to the former.

After two long roars, in this moment, the vague figures had already moved closer, especially about four or five in front of them, and were almost approaching the road of Piaomiao Villa. At first glance, Ou Peng felt much more at ease when he saw this.

The roaring person just now is Zhang San, the leader of the Zhengdao Alliance. The next few must be the deputy leader of the Zhengdao Alliance. Since the protagonists have appeared, all the endings will be about to open, and all the results will be broken!

Soon, Zhang San and others had already arrived in front of Piaomiao Villa.

Zhang San is an old man with a yellow face, wearing a coat of clothing. He did not rush to enter the Piaomiao Sect, but stopped under the archway and looked at the two majestic big characters. After looking for a long time, he waved his hand and flashed into Piaomiao Villa with the four deputy leaders behind him.

Since Zhang San's roar sounded, the offensive of the Zhengdao Alliance has also strengthened a little, and the casualties of both sides have increased a lot. Seeing that the two sides were fighting each other or siege by several people, Zhang San frowned slightly, and then accelerated his body movements, crossed the fierce battle group, completely ignoring the disciples of the Zhengdao Alliance who were still at a disadvantage.

That is, although Ou Peng will not wave his sword here, it will be even more impossible for Zhang San to do so.

The disciples of the Piaomiao Sect didn't even look at the few people who had just come in. Although they had a little advantage, they did not have extra energy to deal with other people, let alone the leader of the sect.

Only when I went up the mountain, several low-level disciples held weapons in their hands to attack the leaders of the righteous alliance, but the weapons were not close enough and the people disappeared. The gap was too big. Fortunately, these old men could not have the same knowledge as them. They avoided the weapons and left, and did not fight back at all.

On Piaomiao Peak, on the top of the mountain, Liu Qingyang and Liu Laowu stood proudly holding two axes in his hand. Seeing Zhang San approaching, he shouted loudly: "Old Zhang, let's take a grandpa's axe."

After saying that, he swung his arm and the wheel-sized axe chopped off his head. Although it was just one move, it was fierce and mysterious, covering all the places above Zhang San's head, leaving Zhang San with no way to hide and no way to avoid.

Liu Qingyang's move was a bit bullying. Not to mention that he took the initiative from a condescending manner, Zhang San was at a disadvantage when he reached the peak. In fact, even if Zhang San could stop and let this move go, he could not do that.

Who is Zhang San? The leader of the Zhengdao League can shake the audience with a long roar without showing up. As soon as he appears, he will be forced to be overwhelmed by someone. How dare he let someone do this?

It was indeed the top master in the world. Zhang San was not nervous when he saw the axe slashing, and said with a long smile: "Master of the Ou Gang, is this the way of hospitality for your Piaomiao Sect?"

Amid laughter, his body was still unabated, and he stretched out his right hand like a palm fan, and looked up like lightning. He saw the opportunity and slapped the side. He heard a dull "clang" sound, just like an axe on the wooden board. Liu Laowu's big axe was slapped by Zhang San's palm. Liu Laowu was furious, regardless of his unstable body. Then he raised his other hand and was about to slash down. But at this time, Zhang San had already jumped to the top of the peak, sneered, and slapped Liu Laowu's chest. If this big Qiankun hand hit, wouldn't Liu Laowu be like the other two brothers?

Although Liu Laowu was reckless, he was fighting for life and death. He quickly blocked the axe that he wanted to chop in his hand in front of his chest. Seeing this, Zhang San did not change his move and slapped it straight on the axe. With the same muffled sound, a huge force penetrated Liu Laowu's arm. Liu Laowu was originally unstable, but at this moment, he was even more empty and was suddenly beaten by Zhang San to fly back. At this time, a black shadow was pulled up, and the sword sheath in his hand was pressed on Liu Laowu's body, eliminating the force of Liu Laowu's retreat. Liu Laowu's strong body fell steadily, and the thin Li Jian stood next to him.

Liu Qingyang took a natural look, and the two axes in his hand couldn't help but take a breath of air. Two palm prints of varying depths were clearly left on the two iron axes!

Zhang San no longer looked at Liu Qingyang, looked up at Ou Peng. Ou Peng stood aside from afar and looked coldly. The two of them touched the air, and the corners of their eyes trembled faintly. Zhang San smiled and said, "Master Ou Gang, is this your way of hospitality?"

Ou Peng was still cold and said, "When my friend comes, I have good wine, and when the jackal comes, I have hunting knives. Do I still want to sweep the bed to greet the Zhengdao Alliance?"

Zhang San laughed and didn't answer.

A thin old man next to him said loudly: "Since ancient times, the world has been the prey of the weak and the fittest survives. Your Piaomiao Sect has been in decline for a long time. It is time for Piaomiao Peak to change its owner."

Ou Peng glanced at the old man and said, "It turns out that he is Mr. Chai, the first deputy leader of the Zhengdao League. It is true that every word is true. It is a place in the world where he always says fists. Judging from Mr. Chai's meaning, he wants to decide the fate of our Piaomiao Sect?"

Mr. Chai Qingrong said proudly: "That's what you mean."

"If you want to speak, you must have the ability to speak. Li is not talented and wants to see if Mr. Chai has the ability to interrupt." A cold word came, and it was Li Jian in black.

Chai Qingrong pulled out the long sword from his waist and sneered: "Chai has heard of the reputation of the Piaomiao Seven Swords for a long time, but has not seen it yet. Today is the right time. Why not let Chai open his eyes?"

"You don't need to ask for what Gu Er wants." After saying that, Li Jian threw away the sword sheath and stabbed it out with a sword.

Seeing this, Chai Qingrong smiled angrily and said, "Okay, okay, the river water is pushing and waves." The long sword in his hand was also handed out.

The two immediately fought together.

Seeing this, Liu Qingyang shook his axe and said loudly: "Which kid is here to fight grandpa?"

The other deputy leaders of the Zhengdao League opposite, look at me, look at you, and no one wants to go forward, but no one wants to go forward, but whoever goes forward is called his grandfather.

After a moment, a black-faced man came out helplessly, holding a cooked copper rod in his hand, shouting like thunder: "You guy, don't ask for a bargain, your grandfather Mi will teach you a lesson."

Liu Laowu looked at it and was Mi Kong, the fifth deputy leader of the Zhengdao League. He not only sneered: "Who is it? Is it just Mi Kong who tied with a certain family several years ago? Come on, come on, come on, let the certain family see if you have made progress in the past few years?"
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