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The news that Xiaoyue Sect raised troops to attack Ba Kong City spread like snowflakes in Lingzhou. When fifty land airships set off from Xiaoyue Mountain and flew to Ba Kong City with great momentum, almost the entire Qixia Realm was boiling.
Although there are some top sects of first-class heavenly sects in the Qixia Realm, such a major event that a top-notch first-class heavenly sect comes out to fight to the death with all the sects in this continent, even if we look at the tens of thousands of years of history in the grand world, there is no such thing.
Happened several times.
Because of this, Xiaoyue Sect's army to conquer Ba Kong City began to attract much attention from the world.
Fifty land-based airships flew in a mighty manner for several days. On top of the leading land-based airship, Xiao Yuehe stood beside Feng Jueyu and counted the time with his fingers and said: "Count the time, our people
It’s almost in place, let’s get started?”
Feng Jueyu had been recuperating on the flying boat for several days. When he felt that he was not far from Overlord City, he suddenly opened his eyes: "Well, let's start."
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Outside the entrance of the Mingxinmen Valley of the second-rate Tianzong in Lingzhou, a team of about 300 martial arts cultivators emerged from the woods outside the Mingxinmen Valley.
The leader, a black-clothed monk, stood on a century-old mulberry tree, staring straight ahead at the cave in the valley where the Mingxin Gate was located.
Mingxin Sect is a relatively famous second-rate Tiansect in Lingzhou. The sect leader Zhao Shen is a master of the late Chengdao period. He is one of the five Tiansects encouraged by Canglong Gang, Shui Yuntian and Qianren Pavilion.
The leader of the black-clothed monks stood outside the Mingxin Sect Tianzong's headquarters, followed by two powerful men with extraordinary momentum. Apart from the three of them, there were three hundred martial arts cultivators standing at the edge of the woods, lined up in a row.
, armed with sharp weapons and ready to attack with murderous intent.
The atmosphere in the woods was very oppressive and silent, with only the sound of smiles gently brushing against the rustling of mulberry leaves. These three hundred martial arts cultivators, like sculptures, stood motionless at the edge of the woods.
I don’t know how long it took, but a sneaky figure came out from the direction of the valley entrance of Mingxinmen and left the sect-protecting formation. The man looked around for a moment, then took out a dark talisman from his arms.
Clamp it between your two fingers, silently recite a mantra and burn the talisman.
After the talisman was lit, it quickly turned into a black bolt and shot into the sky.
The black-clothed leader standing on the old mulberry tree deep in the woods slowly raised his head, a pair of stern eyes bursting with strong murderous intent.
"The time has come, come here, rush in. Anyone who fights to the death will be killed on the spot, leaving no one alive."
"yes!"
In the woods, like thunder, a uniform voice of taking orders sounded. Following the order from the leader in black, three hundred skilled martial arts cultivators, like three hundred black streams of light, swept to the Mingxin Sect like lightning.
In front of the valley entrance where the sect is stationed.
Whoosh!
The first ten martial arts cultivators ran very fast, and in an instant they rushed to the edge of the sect-protecting formation outside the Mingxinmen Tianzong's residence. These ten people, with extremely neat movements, each shook out an identical circular formation from their sleeves.
, and raised it in front of himself with the palm of his hand, then gathered his spiritual power, took a deep breath, and then spit it out towards the formation. Waves of green wind spit out from the ten people's mouths. The ten formations were lined up like meteors breaking through the moon.
Fly towards the sect-protecting formation.
boom!
Rumble!
In a short moment, the ten formations collided with the barrier of the sect-protecting formation, causing deafening roars. The sect-protecting formation of Mingxin Sect could not hold on for a single round and collapsed in an instant.
"kill!"
As soon as the sect-protecting formation was broken, the ten leading black-clothed monks raised their sharp blades and flew up. In almost the blink of an eye, three hundred skilled black-clothed martial cultivators rushed into the Tianzong's headquarters at the Mingxin Gate.
"Who is it? Stop right here."
puff!
The sect-protecting formation was suddenly overturned and destroyed, which also aroused the vigilance of the Mingxin Sect disciples. A dozen disciples responsible for patrolling the mountains and guarding the valley were stunned for two seconds when they heard the movement, and then they realized that someone had broken into the Tianzong headquarters.
, and shouted questions to stop them. Unfortunately, as soon as they turned around, they saw a large group of monks in black clothes but without masks coming in the dark and menacingly. The one who had just questioned the disciples had not turned around completely.
Coming over, the golden sword energy brought up by a sharp long sword was slashed down to the throat, and the head suddenly flew up.
More than a dozen disciples patrolling the mountain and guarding the valley did not have time to react. Their heads were missing on the spot. The blood soon stained the mouth of the valley where Mingxin Sect was stationed red, leaving a river of bright red blood.
And those three hundred black-clothed martial arts cultivators didn't even take a second glance. When their swords came out, people fell down. A large group of people were arranged neatly and orderly. Except when they took action, they shouted the word "kill" to boost their morale.
Apart from that, there is nothing more to say.
These three hundred martial arts practitioners in black were like harvesters of life. In almost the blink of an eye, they fought all the way from the entrance of the valley where the Tianzong was stationed at the Mingxin Sect to the front of the main hall of the Mingxin Sect.
All the disciples and servants of the Heart Sect were driven to the door of the main hall. All their treasure bags were disarmed and they knelt on the ground holding their heads.
The incident happened too quickly. There were less than 3,000 disciples of Mingxin Sect, but they were completely shocked by 300 people. In the main hall, an old man suddenly came out from inside, holding a mountain-opening sword in his hand, with a cold light.
Light.
"Who is so bold? Do you know where this place is?"
When the old man rushed out, he brought with him a full team of people. He could not hold down forty or fifty people, and his strength was obviously much more powerful than the disciples of the Mingxin Sect patrolling the mountains and guarding the valleys.
But the martial arts cultivator in black did not show any fear. Three hundred people still formed a circle and tightly surrounded all the captured Mingxin Sect disciples. The more than three thousand people were like three thousand lambs waiting to be slaughtered, holding them in their arms.
They squatted in the square with their heads down and were crowded together without even daring to raise their heads.
"Are you Zhao Cong?"
At this moment, the leader of the black-clothed martial arts cultivator walked in from the rear with only two followers.
"This is me, who are you? Why are you trespassing on this sect?" Zhao Cong's cultivation level is not high. He is only in the early stage of Chengdao, which is much worse than his brother Zhao Shen. But now Zhao Shen is following Fan in Overlord City.
Xiazhong and others are waiting for the final decisive battle with Xiaoyue Sect, and have mobilized tens of thousands of disciples in the sect, so there are not many masters in Mingxin Sect.
"That's right." The leader of the black-clothed martial arts cultivator's eyes narrowed slightly, a cold and stern look flashed in his eyes, and his tone became extremely serious, pointing to a disciple behind Zhao Cong in the main hall and said: "Come here, the people in this hall
Wait, kill them all together for me."
Whoosh!
After the words fell, Zhao Cong was stunned for a moment. Standing in the square, three hundred black-clothed martial arts cultivators, more than one hundred and fifty of them, flew up. They raised their sharp weapons and rushed over with fierce retaliation.
"You bastard, if you dare to offend the Xiaoyue Sect, I will let you die without any body parts."
boom!
More than a hundred precious talismans and a large number of magic weapons, under the extremely noisy and complicated chanting of spells, shrouded down like a violent storm towards the front of the main hall of Mingxin Gate.
"Xiaoyue Sect?" Zhao Cong raised his head and looked at the densely packed magical weapons and talismans in the air. His pupils instantly dilated. Just as he was about to take action, he saw the black-clothed martial artist fly out and get close in the blink of an eye.
"Are you from Xiaoyue Sect?"
"Xu Qingshan, the master of the Throat Throat Hall, and Vice Sect Master Feng have issued orders that anyone who colludes with Kunzhou Shenglong Mountain will be killed without mercy."
Peng!
Xu Qingshan struck out with a single palm, hitting Zhao Cong's chest. Xu Qingshan, who has been practicing in the Golden Sky Tower for hundreds of years, is no longer the mediocre person he once was. Although his cultivation is not as good as that of several elders, his realm has stabilized.
Standing in the middle between the late stage of Chengdao and the Great Consummation.
With one palm strike, Zhao Cong vomited blood and flew backwards, unable to fight back at all.
Bang!
Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!
Dense magical weapons and talismans fell overwhelmingly, instantly submerging the main hall of Mingxin Gate. The glorious hall that had stood for three hundred years was instantly wiped out. More than a hundred assassins from Throat Hall rushed into the main hall like wolves and tigers.
Without even considering how scared the people inside were, in just one turn, all the monks in front of the temple were completely dispersed.
After a stick of incense was burned, all the disciples of the Mingxin Sect were escorted to the square. Basically, there were no so-called masters among them. The remaining people were just some minions. Dozens of Throat-Throat Disciples dispersed immediately.
After opening the door, within half an hour, they all turned back. One of the disciples ran out with a treasure bag and presented the treasure bag to Xu Qingshan with both hands.
The latter took the treasure bag and cracked the divine mark on it, and then dumped it on the ground. Dozens of magic weapons were scattered on the ground.
"Palace Master, I have found it. It is just like the missing treasure on the list."
Xu Qingshan snorted with a stern expression and ordered: "Put it away and send someone to Ba Kong City immediately to hand it over to the sect master. They are a bunch of bastards. I want to see if Zhao Shen has anything else to say. Throat-throat disciples, leave a hundred people behind.
Take them into custody and keep them under guard for three days before leaving. Others, follow me."
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On the fourth day when Xiaoyue's army invaded Kongcheng, many heavenly sects in various parts of Lingzhou suffered devastating blows. A group of monks dressed in black and in neat formation were like divine soldiers descending from the sky, appearing in every major school in Lingzhou.
Above the headquarters of the third-rate Tianzong, a bloody storm broke out ruthlessly and decisively.
At the critical moment when the Xiaoyue Sect deployed troops against Shenglong Mountain, these forty mysterious forces that came and went like the wind became steel knives that kissed the throat and killed people, completely launching a large-scale battle in Lingzhou.
The purge activities were carried out, but the leaders of the Tianzong Alliance who were far away in Ba Kong City did not even hear the slightest news. Not many people, including the city and county zhouchi where the forty Tianzong were located, noticed. This shows that the assassination
The disciples of Throat Hall act so quickly and decisively.
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On the other side, Qizhou, Baihongguan...
Duan Feihe, who had been recovering from his injuries in Longzhu Sanren's cave for nearly several days, finally regained his ability as a man as he wished.
In front of the gate of Baihongguan, Longzhu Sanren personally sent Duan Feihe away from Baihong Mountain. Looking at the figure leaving the dust, Longzhu Sanren put his hands in his sleeves and raised a helpless smile at the corner of his mouth, murmuring: "This Young Master Duan,
What kind of evil did you do in your previous life..."