Chapter 906 Is he also worthy of riding a white horse?
With a loud noise, the golden footprints in the air of the Lingteng Sect's mountain guard formation were completely pierced. Then, a warrior figure fell from the sky, with his hands behind his back. He was wearing the majestic energy of the rebirth realm. It was none other than Long Dongjun himself.
Coming, behind you, the eleven realms of Tiefu Mountain, ten realms of warriors like clouds.
"Sect Master Long..."
Li Yuchen gritted his teeth, took a step forward, clasped his fists and said, "I don't know how our Lingteng Sect has offended Sect Master Long, so that we let a senior master like Sect Master Long ask Lingteng Sect for help!"
"Senior? I don't dare to take it."
Long Dongjun raised the corner of his mouth, his clothes fluttered quite elegantly, and said calmly: "I, Long Dongjun, am only over two hundred years old. Unlike you, Li Yuchen, who has lived for more than eight hundred years, I dare not support you in front of you, Li Yuchen."
What kind of seniors are you pretending to be?"
Li Yuchen frowned: "In that case, why did Master Long ask the Quan Ling Teng Sect?"
"snort."
Long Dongjun snorted softly and said with a smile: "Who made you, Li Yuchen, live for more than 800 years and become a dog? An ancestor of the Five Mountains made everyone in your Lingteng Sect become dogs."
"you!"
A deputy sect leader of the Spirit Vine Sect in the Sea-Treading Realm frowned and said, "Long Dongjun, don't you want to humiliate me like this, is that interesting? Although our Spirit Vine Sect is weaker than Tiefushan, our soldiers can be killed but not humiliated!"
"oh?"
Long Dongjun raised his eyebrows slightly and said: "When the ancestor of the Five Mountains came to the Lingteng Sect, he took down your Lingteng Sect without a single blow. Why didn't you pay attention to whether a soldier can be killed or humiliated?"
He said "Oh", showed a look of relief, and said with a smile: "Just because the ancestor of the Five Mountains is not a human monk? Your Lingteng Sect only kneels on the knees of foreigners, not humans, right?"
The deputy sect leader was left speechless.
Li Yuchen frowned and said, "Sect Master Long, what do you want?"
"Raze the Spirit Vine Sect."
Long Dongjun's eyes turned cold and he said: "If the Lingteng Sect only follows the ancestors of the Five Mountains, I have nothing to say. The power is stronger than others. Maybe it was me, Long Dongjun, who would endure the humiliation, but how dare you, the Lingteng Sect,
The great monks of the upper five realms who are attacking the mountain top garden on Changming Mountain, huh, we can't keep them."
Li Yuchen gritted his teeth, his fists surged all over his body, and he said angrily: "Long Dongjun, do you really think that our Lingteng Sect is a persimmon that is easy to pinch?"
The next moment, Li Yuchen rose into the air and punched Long Dongjun first. At the same time, the magical weapons refined by two warriors in the Lingxu divided into two groups and attacked Long Dongjun's face. Since there was a huge difference in realm,
Then you can only strike first, otherwise there will really be no chance at all.
Who would have thought that Long Dongjun's whole body was filled with the surging fist power of Nirvana style, and suddenly a fist power exploded in the air, directly blowing away two of Li Yuchen's offensive magic weapons, and punched out, knocking Li Yuchen's fist away.
, and then a heavy punch landed on Li Yuchen's Tianling Gai.
"Peng!"
Amidst the loud noise, Li Yuchen fell to the ground like a kite with its string cut off. His skull was all shattered. He couldn't even withstand Long Dongjun's punch and was killed by the formation. When the figure landed, he twitched a few times and died immediately.
Already.
"Long Dongjun, how dare you do this!?"
A deputy leader of the Spirit Vine Sect roared.
Long Dongjun didn't say anything, his body sank, and he unleashed his horse-winding fist style. His body appeared in front of the opponent like a bolt of lightning, and he also landed a punch. Suddenly, the sect leader turned into a rain of blood and flew out.
Before he even hit the ground, his breath was gone.
"All Spirit Vine Sect disciples!"
Long Dongjun raised his eyebrows slightly and said calmly: "Those who don't want to die, just kneel down!"
For a moment, in the open space between the mountain gates, Lingteng Sect disciples knelt down.
Long Dongjun sighed secretly, it seemed that this sect really had no bones.
After he exchanged a few heartfelt words with a junior and deputy leader, he turned to look at a group of Lingteng Sect disciples and said: "Put down all your belongings and go down the mountain immediately, or go back to your hometown to plant mulberry and raise silkworms, or go on a long trip to the rivers and lakes, or
Go north to guard the border in Yunzhou, everyone has their own place to go, but they are not allowed to return to Lingteng Sect."
"Yes Yes……"
A group of Spirit Vine Sect disciples nodded one after another, then took out their storage bags from their arms one by one, put them down, and then descended the mountain one after another.
"No gatherings allowed!"
Long Dongjun turned around and said with a voice like thunder: "From now on, all disciples of the Lingteng Sect are not allowed to gather together. If there are more than two disciples of the Lingteng Sect traveling together in the rivers and lakes and gathering together, they will be killed on the spot if I find them."
, From now on, I want there to be no Spirit Vine Sect in this human race world!"
Immediately, a group of disciples who had originally planned to follow their senior brother into the world all hung their heads and parted ways.
As for the senior brother, he just shook his head and sighed, blaming his master for not being able to recognize Mount Tai. He was on the wrong team when he was in Changming Mountain. If he were like Liu Chenqing of the Qingtian Sect, maybe the Lingteng Sect would become the human race now.
The famous family in Nanhuang Mountain is authentic.
"Master."
A group of disciples of Long Dongjun came over. Among them, the chief disciple respectfully held more than ten storage bags. The bags were heavy. He said in a deep voice: "We have emptied the Lingteng Sect's treasury, most of which
They are all weapons, magic weapons, etc., and there are more than 4,000 golden mullet coins."
"so much?"
Long Dongjun took the storage bag and weighed the heavy bags. One of them was specially designed to contain gold mullet coins. There were indeed 4,000 of them. Plus the treasures in the storage bags of Li Yuchen and the deputy sect leader, there was a total of
6,000 golden mullet coins are enough. For a sect like Lingteng Sect, all the details are here.
"Haha~~~"
An eleventh-level warrior said with a smile: "Senior brother, Lin Zhao asked us to defeat the Lingteng Sect, but he didn't expect to find such a good and affordable deal. In this way, our foundation in Tiefu Mountain will be enriched a lot."
"Don't worry."
Long Dongjun frowned, looked to the north, pointed to the distance, and said: "Right there, Xie Yiying, Xie Jianxian, the leader of the Lingyan Sword Sect who was also a sect on Furongzhou Mountain, died there, detonating the heart of his sword.
Her life ended in the most tragic way for a swordsman."
He sighed and said: "This money does not only belong to our Tiefu Mountain. After returning to Furong Prefecture, we will take out 3,000 golden mullet coins from this money and send it to Lingyan Sword Sect. Now they are the most in need."
The money is considered as compensation from Furongzhou Mountain to them."
"yes!"
A group of disciples nodded in unison, looking at Long Dongjun with more respect in their eyes.
…
early morning.
It's foggy outside Yumen Pass, and the sky is filled with heavy fog covering the mountains and forests.
After a whole night of fighting, Chen Xi's pretty face was slightly pale, and the sword in her hand was stained with blood. The many generals of the Cangnan cavalry following her were also exhausted.
In the distance, the battlefield was littered with corpses. Outside the Yumen Pass, the human army had achieved a great victory. The barbarians from the Southern Wilderness followed the Barbarian King Meng Rong and marched north with a mighty cavalry, with as many as 400,000 men. It was a huge force!
However, after this battle, most of the 400,000 cavalry were killed, and the rest were broken into pieces, and all of them fled southward in the chaos. Just as Chen Xi thought, the Southern Wilderness barbarians were in the next section.
Within a short period of time, they will definitely attack each other and compete for territory, and they will be unable to look northward.
Yumen Pass will have a long period of opportunity to recuperate.
"Go back to camp!"
Chen Xi raised his sword and led everyone back to Yumen Pass.
She frowned and looked back behind her. There were not many Cangnan cavalry following Chen Xi. One hundred thousand cavalry had left the border, and now there were only about 30,000 or 40,000 left, and many of them were already injured.
For a moment, Chen Xi felt complicated and extremely heartbroken. It was so difficult to cultivate a true Cangnan Iron Cavalry. It took 5-10 years of hard work, and it had to be tempered through wars. Every Cangnan Iron Cavalry was in this palace.
Handsome ones are extremely precious in their hearts.
Nowadays, the 20,000 Cangnan Iron Cavalry lost 6-7,000 people in one battle. This has been quite unbearable for Chen Xi, and he doesn’t know how long it will take for the Cangnan Iron Cavalry to truly recover its strength.
"Commander Chen Xi."
Lu Fengxian came against the wind and walked side by side with Chen Xi. He frowned and said, "Look over there."
"oh?"
Chen Xi turned around and looked around, and saw in the distant valley, a column of cavalry with the battle flags of the Great Shang Dynasty snaking out of the forest valley. It was the 500,000 Furong Prefecture army led by Wen Hao.
"snort……"
Chen Xi sneered, now that I'm here, is it still useful?
She glanced at Lu Fengxian and said, "Go back to the camp and rest first. After you wake up, will you, me, and the commander of Beiming Palace jointly participate in the concert?"
"good."
Lu Fengxian nodded: "That's exactly what I meant. Such a villain cannot be allowed to continue to be in charge of the southern army."
Chen Xi glanced at the army from a distance. The person riding the white horse at the front was none other than Wen Hao. Originally, he was a member of Lin Zhao's line, and he should be of the same spirit as Chen Xi, Lu Fengxian, Bei Minghai and others.
Who would have thought that it would be such a result now.
For a moment, Chen Xi sneered. Is he, Wen Hao, worthy of riding a white horse?
What a shame!
…
Changming Mountain.
Su Qingjiu stayed behind to deal with many major issues in the sect. Many disciples of Changming Mountain, including senior sister Su Xiao, were killed and martyred. First of all, they had to attend to their funerals, and then they had to deal with the vacancies in the sect.
Feng's position promotion, etc., as the leader of the clan, Xiao Jiu'er has no shirk of responsibility.
Lin Zhao, Gu Lingyu, Zhi Zhi, Tang Guangjun and others are about to return to the mountain.
"Master."
Lin Zhao walked up to the woman in white and said respectfully: "Master rarely goes to the lower world, so don't leave in a hurry. Why don't you come with me back to the mountain top garden and see where Lin Zhao lives?"
The place where senior brother drew his sword and chopped down the Demon Ancestor and the Demon Emperor."
The woman in white smiled and nodded: "More importantly, look at the place where Xiao Zhao first pulled out the Dragon Slaying Sword."
Lin Zhao scratched his head and said with a smile: "It's all Chen Zhizhi's rotten millet. Zhi Zhi, Tang Guangjun, pick up your sword and go home."
"yes!"
Two sword lights soared into the sky. Lin Zhao invited his master to ride on the two sword lights. He immediately raised his fists at Su Qingjiu, Liang Xi and other people from Changming Mountain on the mountain. As the sword lights soared into the sky, everyone returned to the snow.
