"The leader is not allowed!"

"How could the leader risk his life like this?"

"The leader must put the overall situation first!"

One after another, righteous-sounding advice came and went, as if everyone was thinking about the future of Taiyi Sect.

"Most of the master's disciples have been rescued and returned. There is no need to rush out to show off!" A steward who did not want to show his face said angrily.

"That's right! How can the leader be so ignorant of the overall situation!" said a steward hidden in the crowd.

After hearing these words, Yan Boping's heart gradually became filled with anger.

"Master, I think we should go back and gather other sects to attack again." Qu Feng advised, "We have been killing so many people for so long, and everyone has consumed a lot. If we continue to fight, it will inevitably be a disaster.

defeat."

"Master, please think twice." Many elders seemed to have discussed the matter together, bowing and clasping their fists together.

Yan Boping looked at these backbones of the Taiyi Sect, and he knew that although these people seemed to be begging him, in fact, he did not have the right to say "no" at this time.

Yan Boping hesitated on the ground again and again, hearing the shouts of killing outside gradually dissipating, and couldn't help but sigh.

At this time, Qu Feng actually stood on the same line as the elders he had always despised. He glanced at the elders beside him with his peripheral vision, and suddenly found that the elders were also glaring at him with the same eyes.

Finally, the shouts of killing in his ears fell silent. Yan Boping clasped his hands behind his back, lowered his head, and slowly walked towards the Chinese side. He did not use his true energy. At this moment, he seemed like a person who had never practiced before.

The average old man.

Seeing that Yan Boping finally gave in, the elders and stewards who had been raising their hearts finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Even Qu Feng breathed a sigh of relief. In his heart, he was expecting Yan Boping to rush out again regardless of the dissuasion, but he was also afraid that Yan Boping would retreat like this. For a moment, his heart was in a mess, and even he said

I don't know what I think.

Although the rising sun is about to rise in the east, the darkness of Panlong Yuan still gradually swallows up the figures of these elite masters of Taiyi Sect.

Even monks at the higher realm cannot support high-intensity non-stop combat. Such combat is not only a jump in the foundation of Zhenqi, but also a great test for a person's mental strength.

After everyone from the Taiyi Sect withdrew, Xiang An, the only unsettling factor in the battlefield, naturally became very conspicuous. Countless angry Southern Xinjiang tribesmen surrounded and killed him, which suddenly increased the pressure on Xiang An.

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In particular, some elders of various tribes in southern Xinjiang and followers of the Red Moon Sect who had just been responsible for ambushing the Taiyi Sect members actively participated in the encirclement and suppression of Xiang An. These people were better than ordinary southerners in terms of cultivation and sword skills.

The children of the Xinjiang tribe were much stronger and more ruthless. After a while, Xiang An's body had many minor scars.

While Jing Hongtu ordered the people of the Qingmu tribe to set up formations at the entrance of Panlongyuan Cave as soon as possible, he also assigned the direct followers of the Scarlet Moon Sect to clean up the battlefield to prevent the Taiyi Sect from uniting with other sects of the Right Way to come back.

Mu Li, the leader of the Qingmu tribe, is a taciturn man and has rarely expressed opinions since he came to support Jing Hongtu. But this is not

It means that his cultivation or prestige is not enough. On the contrary, Mu Li himself is not only the chief of the Qingmu tribe who is good at healing, but also one of the four giants in Southern Xinjiang. He is also the other monk in Southern Xinjiang in the middle of the Qing Dynasty besides Jing Hongtu.

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Although Mu Li rarely takes action, no one dares to underestimate his status due to his healing skills of human flesh and bones, as well as his status as a master of formations.

Therefore, when Jing Hongtu saw Mu Li personally leading the tribesmen of the Qingmu tribe to set up a large formation, he felt a lot more at ease. The formation set up by Mu Li could trap even Jing Hongtu for ten or eight days.

Not to mention ordinary righteous disciples. Without the guidance of an expert, I am afraid that ordinary disciples in the Xuanqing realm would be trapped in it until death and would not be able to escape.

However, Mu Li's most stubborn point is that he refuses to add too many killing formations to his powerful formations, saying that the formations' killing energy is too strong and goes against the will of heaven, otherwise his formations will be another example of Jing Hongtu's.

A big help.

Looking at the busy descendants of the Qingmu tribe, Jing Hongtu couldn't help but shook his head. He turned around and walked towards the circle surrounding Xiang An.

Xiang An felt as if his legs were filled with lead. It was very difficult to take every step, let alone perform various dodges and maneuvers in the numerous long knife formations.

At first, he could still feel pain when the long knife was slashed, teased, and pointed on his body. But later, he was completely unaware of the wounds on his body. It felt like there were too many lice but it didn't itch.

It can be said that these children of the Southern Xinjiang tribe are hunting Xiang An as a large prey. This kind of torturous hunting is the method used by the children of Southern Xinjiang when hunting larger and stronger prey. Purpose

It means to constantly harass the prey and make it exhausted, until the prey is finally unable to resist and collapses.

At this time of Xiang An, although the speed of the Qinghong Sword was slowed down, the nature of harvesting remained unchanged. The green light of the Qinghong Sword was still burning, as if it had not been affected at all.

However, for Xiang An, he was just mechanically performing instinctive killing actions at this time, squandering the energy he had gained through hard training. As for the selection of sword techniques, he was no longer within the scope of his thinking.

The state of Xiang An in the crowd made Bai Long feel frightened. He didn't expect that Xiang An's fighting will was so strong. Even though his whole body had turned into a bloody man, he still used his perseverance to support himself and not fall down.

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Bailong shouted loudly, swung out his knife, and with a "swipe" sound, he cut a huge wound on Xiang An's chest. Blood immediately flowed out.

And this wound became the last straw that broke Xiang An's mind. After all, Xiang An, the "camel", had been "fighting" in this desert for a long time.

"Is my life going to end like this?" Xiang An tried his best to turn over and lay on his back on the ground.

Mo looked at Xiang An and just turned over. His actions startled many of the Southern Xinjiang tribesmen who were slowly surrounding him, and they hurriedly took a few steps back.

Xiang An held Qinghong Sword in his arms. At this moment, he felt very tired. To be precise, he had been very tired since he, a country boy who knew nothing, followed Yan Boping into the melting pot of Taiyi Gate.

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Mo Kan has only been practicing in Taiyi Sect for just a few years, but these few years have been far more complicated than what he spent in Bacao Village.

.Although he doesn't have to worry about food and clothing now, he has more things to worry about, and it's even more difficult for him to sort them out.

The junior sister who had always been a childhood sweetheart also married someone else by mistake, and the master who had always been regarded as a father gradually began to have dissatisfaction. Xiang An felt that there seemed to be an invisible hand in the dark, holding the thread of his fate.

switch.

Xiang An's mind suddenly began to replay his past memories since he entered Taiyi Gate frame by frame: the recklessness when he first entered the gate, the unpleasantness of taking charge of the library, the charm of Panlongyuan, the victory in the Five Alliance Conference, etc., and

The Qinghong Sword stained with countless blood in his hand also exudes a strange green light, as if accompanying Xiang An's memories.

Dozens of long knives were aimed at various major points on Xiang An's body. As long as Xiang An made any movement, I believe he could be chopped into minced meat in a matter of seconds.

However, these Southern Xinjiang disciples just surrounded Xiang An and made no further moves. Their expressions were strange, as if Xiang An would get up and chop them at any time.

But for Xiang An, at this time, he had no preparations for any more fighting. He had completely let go of himself. But for some reason, after everything was let go, what was left was still the article that he couldn't understand, but he still couldn't understand it.

Remember the general chapter of Chaos Jue.

Xiang An silently recited the Chapter of Chaos Jue in his heart, as if it were a Buddhist scripture used by monks to save the souls of the dead. He seemed to be saving himself.

Countless amounts of heaven and earth energy accompanied Xiang An's recitation, and spontaneously gathered towards Xiang An, as if receiving some inexplicable summons. The amount of heaven and earth energy rushed to nourish Xiang An's dry meridians, and even

Nourish the wounds all over the body.

Bailong pushed aside the few Southern Xinjiang disciples who were standing in front of him, and looked at Xiang An lying on the ground. The more he looked at him, the more angry he became. He directly raised the crafty knife and chopped off his head.

Just when everyone thought Xiang An's head was about to fly high, a strong wind suddenly hit Bailong's sword.

This strong wind startled everyone around, thinking that Taiyi Sect's support was coming back to kill them again.

But when they saw clearly the source of the strong wind, they breathed a sigh of relief.

The fall of Jing Hongtu's Zai Bailong took Xiang An's life. Judging from his observation, Xiang An's identity must be extraordinary, otherwise Yan Boping would not have taken such a big risk to save Xiang An. His Zai

From the rear, it was clear that the person Yan Boping wanted to save was Xiang An, who was fighting desperately.

Putting aside all this, just based on Xiang An's fighting performance just now, Jing Hongtu felt that Xiang An was considered a young talent. Firstly, he had excellent strength, and secondly, he had high mental intensity. He believed that given time, he would succeed.

Great weapon. Therefore, he ignored Long Zhe's obstruction and rescued Xiang An from Bai Long's sword.

But Long Zhe beside him was quite critical of Jing Hongtu's move. Long Zhe saw that Xiang An, the "invincible little strongman", had become Bai Long's spiritual demon. If he could make Bai Long

If Dragon General Xiang An wields his sword, he will undoubtedly be able to break this barrier.

However, with Long Zhe by his side, Jing Hongtu couldn't go too far. He thought for a moment and said, "Commander Bailong, please send this person to the trapped dragon water prison and let them take good care of him. I think this

He will definitely be of great use in the future."
Chapter completed!