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"Sect Master, Sect Master is dead..."
"What, our sect leader is dead? That's a big deal. Run away."
"Grandpa of Xiaoyue Sect, please spare my life..."
"..."
The air battle was still fierce, and the battlefield outside the West City Gate finally changed.
Taking advantage of the entanglement between Yi Bingyan and Teng Baipo, Han Baobao suddenly sneaked around and used the assassination skills he learned from Paradise to kill Teng Baipo, the master of Qianren Pavilion, with one sword, causing a stalemate on the outside battlefield.
The situation has changed subtly.
As soon as Teng Baipo died, the Lingzhou coalition was completely panicked. After a hard battle, the Qianren disciples, led by a few proud disciples around Teng Baipo, lost more than half of their ten thousand people, and the remaining five thousand people had already lost their lives.
Their morale was gone. If Teng Baipo hadn't been leading the charge and kept charging, they would have knelt down and begged for mercy.
But now that Teng Baipo was dead, the disciples of Qianren Pavilion had no courage to fight against the wolf-like Xiaoyue Sect again. They all knelt on the ground and begged loudly for mercy.
"Disarm and do not kill, kneel down..."
Han Baobao was full of energy with the iron sword in his hand. In fact, he could also see that the outer disciples of Xiaoyue Sect were also exhausted. After all, these people were running for their lives. In order to survive, they would naturally risk their lives.
Feng Jueyu's order was not to let anyone go, so the outer disciples also struggled to support themselves. At this time, Han Baobao's wisdom came to light.
As the only peak powerhouse in the late Chengdao period who had not found an opponent on the battlefield, Han Baobao wandered around. Those two masters who were fighting against each other didn't even kill one person, but Han Baobao secretly killed seven or eight.
A master of comparable strength, but when Teng Baipo was killed by his sword, the Lingzhou coalition discovered that basically a quarter of the strong men on their side had been lost.
At this time, Han Baobao said "disarm and will not kill", which was definitely shocking.
Outside Ximen City, after Han Baobao roared at the top of his lungs, at least half of the Tianzong stopped at the same time. Then he saw Xiaoyue's army majesticly surrounding everyone, and there were dyes everywhere.
The bloody magic weapon, the incomplete corpse, and the loess under their feet formed a river of blood. The Lingzhou coalition suddenly lost the idea of continuing the stalemate.
"Kneel down..."
The Xiaoyue Sect's less than 200,000 disciples roared in unison, and the Lingzhou coalition immediately took a few steps back in panic, crowded together, and each one was like a frightened bird, unable to be reused.
When Wu Yuan saw everyone retreating timidly, he immediately became confused and shouted quickly: "Don't retreat, if we surrender our weapons, we will definitely die."
Upon seeing this, Wang Tong stood up quickly, pointed at Shangguan Ruomeng and shouted loudly: "Comrades Lingzhou, listen, this is the wife of my sect leader. If you surrender at this time, except Wu Yuan and other culprits, Xiaoyue Sect will only
If you are not punished and killed, you can save your life. If you don't repent, then don't blame me, Xiaoyue, for being ruthless."
Upon hearing this, Shangguan Ruomeng took a step forward and said loudly: "Comrades of Lingzhou, our sect knows that most of you are instigated by others, but please turn back and turn around, Xiaoyue Sect will never harm you easily.
"
"Don't listen to them, they just don't want to increase the losses suddenly. Once everyone surrenders, there will be no way to survive." Wu Yuan resisted the argument with red eyes. He knew that he was the leader of this group of people and was the instigator.
If others surrendered, Xiaoyue Sect might consider the trouble of notoriety and spare the disciples of the major Tianzong sects, but Xiaoyue Sect would never tolerate them as the initiators.
But Wu Yuan continued to refuse to argue, and he had lost his confidence. Wang Tong pointed his sword directly at Wu Yuan and said: "Wu Yuan, you are a despicable villain. You have done evil things yourself. Do you still want your disciples to be buried with you?"
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When the disciples of the various sects of the Lingzhou Alliance Army heard this, they immediately glanced at Wu Yuan and others with hatred. With this glance, their own sect masters were also hated.
After all, they are just pawns who are ordered to do their bidding. Even if they win this battle, they will not be able to taste any sweetness. However, if they lose and do not surrender, Xiaoyue Sect will never tolerate it based on their temper.
enemy's.
There was silence for a few breaths outside the west city gate. Suddenly, the leader of the Tianzong threw the magic weapon on the ground and said loudly: "I, the Yonghe Sect, will not fight anymore."
Ding-ding-ding-ding!
As soon as these words came out, the nearly ten thousand disciples of Yonghe Sect threw their weapons at their feet, and then knelt on the ground.
With the Yonghe Sect taking the lead, the remaining Tianzong did not hesitate at all. In less than half a quarter of an hour, more than half of the monks had disarmed. Even Zhao Shen, the leader of the Mingxin Sect who followed Fan Xianzhong and Wu Yuanan, chose
To save one's life rather than to fight to the death.
The whole battle was fierce and turbulent, alarming the entire Lingzhou. In the end, Xiaoyue Sect used its powerful momentum to finally frighten the Lingzhou coalition forces. In the end, only Fan Xianzhong's Canglong Gang and Wu Yuan's Shuiyuntian were left.
, only these two Heavenly Sects, the rest of the Heavenly Sects all surrendered.
"Fan Xianzhong, Wu Yuan, prepare to die."
Wang Tong yelled fiercely, and immediately flew into the crowd with his men. Those Tianzong who surrendered finally saw Xiaoyue Sect's men and horses rushing in, and scattered out of the battlefield like birds and beasts, and were then killed by Xiaoyue Sect's outsiders.
The disciples formed a circle around him and closely guarded him.
The Lingzhou coalition forces in the outer gate of the West City were defeated. Many elites in the outer gate had their hands free, sat on the ground to rest, swallowed the Great Pill, adjusted their breath and meditated, and then rushed into the Overlord City again and joined the fight against Shenglong Mountain.
and the Izumo Imperial Palace team.
After finally winning the first victory in a series of battles, Xiaoyue Sect's military morale was greatly boosted, and even the disciples of the Eighteen True Buildings of the inner sect and the core monks of the Sixth Hall who were in a stalemate with the two major forces in the city were full of fighting spirit.
In the east sky, the God of Death used an extremely ordinary iron sword to fight against two powerful men from the Izumo Imperial Palace. After fighting for more than a hundred rounds, he effortlessly killed a master who had reached the pinnacle of Qiankun's early stage, and then veiled this person.
As soon as he opened it, his brows immediately wrinkled.
"It's the Fu Yi Divine General. No wonder these two guys are so weak. Xiang Potian..."
"What are you doing, Lao Sha..."
Xiang Potian was wielding a big ax and was chasing Taoist Tianhu fiercely. He suddenly heard the God of Death awakening him and quickly turned around to look around.
"You don't have to keep the people from Shenglong Mountain. It's best to keep two of the masters from the Izumo Emperor Palace. I have other uses."
"Don't worry, no one can escape from these bastards."
"call!"
Xiang Potian's fighting power was surging, and as soon as the ax fell, there was a clang, and Taoist Tianhu had been practicing the personal flying sword for many years, and it broke in response to the sound.
"Your name is Tianhu, right? Are you from Kunzhou? Are you arrogant? I will chop you alive today."
Xiang Potian was like a ferocious war bear. When the Xiaoyue Sect was victorious, he pursued the victory and beat the shit out of Taoist Tianhu in one breath. Many magic weapons on his body had been used up, and there were injuries on his body. He was caught off guard and his head was smashed by Xiang Potian.
Po Tian opened the gourd on the spot.
"boom!"
Taoist Tianhu, who has an early stage of Qiankun cultivation, suffered serious injuries at Gu Yue's hands, and now he has been fighting Xiang Potian for a long time. He is no match for Xiang Potian.
His head exploded like a watermelon, Taoist Tianhu quickly escaped from his body, but before his golden body could fly far, he was slapped away by Xiang Potian and exploded into ashes on the spot.
"Damn it, I want to run, but can you?"
As for Wu Ding, who was cooperating with Taoist Tianhu, he had already fled, but before he could leave the area of Ba Kong City, he saw a tall but thin young man flying over from the opposite side.
"Don't run away, just fight with me."
The veil on the young man's face had long been thrown away. At this moment, his little face was flushed with excitement, and he followed Wu Ding with a strong fighting spirit.
"Who are you? I have no grudges between you and me. Don't block my way."
"No, why are you so cowardly? I thought you were quite powerful just now. What's the matter with two moves with me?"
This young man was brought by the Second Master, who was none other than Long Ao. However, this young man was not from the Dragon Clan. His identity was very mysterious, but his strength was extremely terrifying.
Seeing that Wu Ding had no intention of fighting, the young man jumped out without saying a word. From a long distance away, he pulled a huge copper hammer from behind and swung it hard with both hands. The hammer made a harsh sound of breaking through the air.
Smashed it towards Wu Ding.
The bronze hammer came so quickly that it was beyond everyone's expectation. Wu Ding fought hard for a long time, his physical strength was greatly reduced, and he could no longer continue. He quickly threw the golden bell out, intending to use the golden bell to stop the domineering bronze hammer.
But who would have thought that when the copper hammer and the golden bell collided together, the golden bell could not withstand the air-piercing force of the bronze hammer and exploded into pieces on the spot, shooting away.
"puff!"
Wu Ding was flying in mid-air, affected by the destruction of his consciousness by the essence and blood sacrificial weapon. He spat out a mouthful of old blood on the spot and fell crookedly down the mountain.
When the young man looked at it, dissatisfaction and boredom flashed in his eyes and he said: "Idiot, I thought he was some great master, but that's all. I have no interest in fighting you. I'll go find someone else. Hey, that red-haired old bastard,
You turn around."
High in the sky, Feng Jueyu's sword rushed forward like a tide, and was killing the scar-faced middle-aged man like a raging fire. Hearing that the situation in the city below him had stabilized, he couldn't help but feel the will to fight.
"You lost, tell me quickly, who is the master of Izumo Imperial Palace?"
While Feng Jueyu was interrogating, he slashed his head with a sword.
The scar-faced middle-aged man no longer had the contempt he had before, but was replaced by a deep sense of solemnity.
He used his thunder spear to deflect Feng Jueyu's sword. The scar-faced middle-aged man shot back and said bitterly: "You alone are not qualified to know the name of the palace master of this sect. Feng, you lose first."
I’ll tell you later.”
As soon as he finished speaking, the scar-faced middle-aged man named Fu Tian stabbed several times in the air, and the gun light flashed out, turning into several white wolves and jumping on Feng Jueyu's body, biting him with all his strength.
"Open it for me!"
Feng Jueyu swung his arms, used his infinite divine power to force the white wolf transformed by the gun light away, and then killed him again with his sword.