There are countless dead people in Baidi City, and heads are hanging all over the city. No matter what, they can't let Molu Mountain go away. Even if they wipe out all the intruders in the end, the blood that permeates the city may not be able to be completely dispersed in many years, and Molu Mountain
They were too tough. Even after being beaten to this level, they were still fearless and had no intention of retreating. They seemed to want to fight until the last person fell.
Xiang Que clasped his fingers on his palms, and his nails were deeply embedded in his flesh. On the street closest to Xiang Que, Zhu Xiaolong of Molu Mountain was already at the point of retreat, covered in blood and covered with wounds.
The blade of a broad-backed long sword was already full of gaps. Two Wenshen Realm warriors were attacking fiercely, and there were countless Baidi City soldiers all around who were trying to find holes.
In the end, Zhu Xiaolong simply abandoned the sword and threw it on the ground. He then quickly bit his index finger and pointed it on his eyebrows. The blood stains on his eyebrows quickly penetrated into his Yintang.
On the cell, Xiang Que stared at his red eyes and shouted at the top of his lungs: "The Patriarch..."
Zhu Xiaolong was the 80th founder of Gujing Temple in the middle of the Qing Dynasty. According to the records of Gujing Temple, Zhu Xiaolong left Gujing Temple on Zhongnan Mountain one day after practicing Taoism for 142 years, and his whereabouts have not been known since.
Zhu Xiaolong looked back at Xiang Que calmly and said: "No matter it is Gujing Temple or Molu Mountain, there is no such word as retreat. No one in Gujing Temple or Molu Mountain has ever dared to provoke us. Our enemies all understand the truth.
, once touched
It is a situation where death is endless. The prestige of Gujing Temple and Molu Mountain is accumulated by the spirit of each generation of disciples who are not afraid of death. We are writing the mountain gate road with blood... After this battle,
Let me see who dares to insult me, a member of the End Mountain Sect."
"Whoa!" Zhu Xiaolong turned around, his momentum suddenly soared, and his whole body exuded a high-spirited fighting spirit that soared to the sky.
Xiang Que was stunned for a moment, tears seeping into the corners of his eyes. At this time, it was too late for him to say anything.
"Plop" Xiang Que bent his legs, knelt on the roof and kowtowed, shouting in a hoarse voice: "Master Patriarch... have a good journey... I will send you to heaven."
As a disciple of Gujing Temple, he can naturally see what kind of magic Zhu Xiaolong used. He forcibly boosted his strength and reached the peak state of cultivation. After forcibly overdrawing his strength, Zhu Xiaolong will directly enter a vacuum state, and his cultivation will be instantaneous.
It will all disappear.
"Ouch!" After Zhu Xiaolong let out a long roar, his momentum reached its peak and he rushed towards the two god-asking masters in Baidi City. The two were shocked and their hearts trembled.
"Anyone who dares to offend my fellow disciples of Douluo Mountain will be killed!" Zhu Xiaolong left his last oath in the sky above Baidi City and headed to Huangquan Road with two masters of the God-Asking Realm.
Zhu Xiaolong's end to Baidi City not only took away dozens of lives in Baidi City, but also plunged Molu Mountain and Baidi City into the flames of war that will never dissipate.
Suddenly there was silence in the city. Huang Chengting, Yu Qiuyang, Zhu Chungang and others all glanced at the direction of Zhu Xiaolong's death. They felt a little lonely, sad and desolate, but then Huang Chengting turned his head and said: "Anyone who offends me will be killed."
After a short period of silence, the flames of war were ignited again. Although Baidi City had an absolute numerical advantage, they were still a little frightened at this time!
Yang Qinglong in the city held a long sword, raised it in his hand and said: "All the soldiers in Baidi City will obey the order and annihilate all the intruders. This will give our Baidi City immortal glory. After more than two hundred years of fighting, there has never been anyone in our city."
I have said that I will retreat, but I, Yang Qinglong, will fight to the death in this battle!"
Lin Wenhe frowned and glanced at Yang Qinglong, who was building momentum, and said in a low voice: "I'll deal with him. You can take good care of yourself. You don't have to participate in this battle."
Xiang Que pursed his lips and said sadly: "Am I just here to watch?"
"You are injured all over. Going down will only cause trouble. Just watch the battle." After Lin Wenhe said this, he threw out the broad-backed sword. He stepped on the long sword and quickly fired towards Yang Qinglong.
Xiang Que gritted his teeth and said to Yang Qingzhu below: "Yang Qingzhu, I will hand over everything you want to know, how about we stop fighting? You have also seen it, if we continue to fight, in the end, even the end of the mountain and I will be left in Baidu."
Emperor City, you will also be injured. I guess you will not be able to recover for at least several decades, right? Zhao Qingfeng of Sanqing Temple must hate you to death at this time. If he knew that Baidi City's vitality was seriously injured, do you think he would
Will he stand by and watch? If he doesn't take advantage of the situation, he would be too incompetent. There are also enemies that Baidi City has provoked over the years. Everyone wants to add fuel to the fire for you, right? Yang Qingzhu, I'll give you what you want, Baidi City.
How about taking a step back from the Imperial City?"
Yang Qingzhu smiled sadly, raised his head and said: "Xiang Que, it's too late. Baidi City can't take the initiative to retreat, unless all your bones are buried here in Doulu Mountain, unless no one in our Baidi City can stand in the end.
On the battlefield, otherwise we will fight to the death.”
Xiang Que was stunned for a moment, then suddenly stood up and said sadly: "Do we have to die to the last person..."
Xiang Que rarely regrets anything. He has always been decisive and straightforward in doing things. He can't care about the consequences when he does something. No matter how hard he drinks the regret medicine, this time he really regretted it, but it was really too late.
If he is given another chance, he will definitely choose to compromise.
"Wow!" Xiang Que suddenly jumped down from the top of the cell.
In the distance, Yu Qiuyang saw him, frowned and said, "Go back, what are you doing here?"
"You're beating me up and watching?" Xiang Que shook his head and sighed. Without saying a word, he rushed into the enemy's formation with his injuries and faced Yang Qingzhu directly.
The two people most directly related to this grudge met for the first time.
"Since this is a war that cannot be ended, the two of us must come to an end. Yang Qingzhu, Yang Qinglong, you two most important people in Baidi City, I believe that no one can be kind in the end.
Okay, since I have to bring someone to support me, I must bring you along, as the weight of others is still not enough."
Yang Qingzhu casually pulled her long hair back and tied it together, and said softly: "It's time to end it..."
On the other side, Lin Wenhe found Yang Qinglong in the city. When the other party saw him, you could easily see Yang Qinglong's eyes filled with unconcealable hatred: "Molu Mountain, Molu Mountain, we, Baidi City, are tied to you.
Do you have a lingering hatred? Since you escaped from Baidi City thirty years ago and came back, Baidi City has been humiliated and humiliated in your hands twice. We won the world but lost to you at Molu Mountain.
There are only a few hundred and ten people, what a big joke.”
Lin Wenhe said: "There is only one battle left."
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