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Chapter 1264 This is a conspiracy

Blood splattered everywhere.

"Plop!"

Jingyang's body suddenly became extremely heavy, his feet could no longer support him, and he fell to the ground.

"Boy... you, who are you?"

A desperate roar came from the bottom of his throat, and Jingyang screamed for an answer.

But Yang Huang was not interested in answering. After defeating Jingyang, he immediately jumped up and ran towards the ground gate.

At this moment, under the high platform of Dimen, the Wutianhui disciples were setting up ladders on the stone wall of the high platform. From the looks of it, they were ready to attack upwards.

On the high platform, people from the Tianwu Sect were gathered. Looking at the posture, most of the elders and disciples had arrived.

It's no wonder that Wutianhui came to attack, and Tianwumen had to respond with all their strength in order to avoid the terrible thing of being beaten to the high platform and opening the gate to the earth.

"It's bad, these guys have fallen into Wutianhui's trick!"

Yang Huang was greatly anxious. He mentioned the Wind Control Thousand Miles Technique and rushed behind the Wutian disciples in the audience. He shouted to the stage: "Go back quickly! Go back quickly!"

Everyone in the Tianwu Sect on the high platform looked like they were facing a formidable enemy, their faces tense as they stared at the audience.

Yang Huang's cry not only made the disciples of Wutian Congregation turn around in surprise, but also everyone on the stage was startled.

"Who is he?"

"It seems to be someone from Tianwu Sect!"

"Catch him quickly!"

Amidst the shouts of everyone, weapons flashed up and greeted Yang Huang from all directions. Each one was full of strength.

Although these Wutianhui disciples who came to attack were not necessarily very skilled, their advantage lay in the large number of people. They came in droves and their weapons were dense like rain. Yang Huang had to stop his attack.

"Get out of the way!" Yang Huang snorted, and the snake swallowed in the rain of weapons and danced like a dragon in the air, causing the weapons that came to greet him to fly backwards.

But the disciples of Wutianhui were also determined to capture Yang Huang, and more people followed him, forming a layer of copper and iron walls.

"Go back quickly! Go back quickly! This is a conspiracy!" Yang Huang was unable to break through the encirclement for a while, so he had to shout to the high platform again.

There was a lot of surprise on the high platform. Everyone in Tianwu Sect looked at each other and started talking.

No one expected that Yang Huang would suddenly rush back from behind everyone in the Wutian Club, and the sound of weapons clashing covered up Yang Huang's screams, and no one could hear what he was shouting.

"That's Yang Huang! He is surrounded by Wutian Guild, we have to go down and rescue him!" At this time, Lan Jingyi suddenly squeezed out from among the senior brothers, looked at the audience and shouted loudly.

There was no response from the surroundings. Whether it was the elders or the disciples, they all looked at the two elders.

Under the stage, a fierce battle was going on. On the stage, there was silence, and all eyes were focused on Bai Yong and Jin Guo.

This unusual silence made Lan Jingyi frown: "Why don't you speak? It's important to save people!"

"The Wutian Society is coming with such great force, I'm afraid it won't be easy to rescue Yang Huang..." After thinking for a moment, Bai Yong finally said, "I'm afraid if others can't be rescued, we will have to pay more disciples to go down."

"Elder Bai, what does this mean? Are we going to die without saving him?" Lan Jingyi was stunned for a moment, and her voice rose another octave.

Elder Wen said coldly: "Don't worry, I think that boy Yang Huang is very tough and won't die!"

"Let me just ask, are you going to die without saving me?" Lan Jingyi bit her silver teeth and asked.

Jin Guo snorted and said: "Elder Shi, how did you teach your disciples and actually roared at Elder Bai?"

Shi Ming stood aside silently. When he heard the words, he rolled his eyes and said: "Although Jingyi is impatient, after all, she still cares about the friendship of the same family. Based on this alone, I feel that she has done nothing wrong."

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Jin Guo sneered and said: "Elder Shi, you are dissatisfied with the other elders, and now you want to indulge your disciples and take advantage of them?"

"Why did I use the topic to my advantage? I said it because you were talking to me." Shi Ming said lazily, but his words were tit for tat and showed no weakness.

Because of the dissemination of the list, Shi Ming had been virtually isolated by the elders. Because of this, he was no longer as submissive as before, but instead responded rudely when he opened his mouth.

Most of the disciples didn't know what happened between the elders, and they were all secretly surprised when they saw Shi Ming speaking in such a tone.

"Okay, let's not argue about this now." Bai Yong was afraid that the two sides would argue more and more, and bring up old and new accounts together, so he hurriedly spoke to stop both sides from talking.

"Yang Huang's progress in cultivation during this period can be seen by all of us. Therefore, there is no need to worry about him. Maybe he will break through the siege soon."

Bai Yong and Jin Guo both wished that Yang Huang would die under Wu Tianhui's random swords. His original intention in saying this was to perfuse Shi Ming and Lan Jingyi and let them calm down.

Unexpectedly, the situation in the audience quickly fulfilled his words.

Under the dense attack of a group of enemies, Yang Huang's defense was quickly compressed into a space less than three feet square. The disciples of Wutianhui scrambled for the first place, rushing in waves and slashing at each other with knives.

Looking at that posture, Yang Huang would soon be unable to hold on any longer.

When Bai Yong, Jin Guo and others were secretly rejoicing, Yang Huang suddenly shouted loudly. Then, his body instantly turned into a violent wind and flew straight out.

"Boom! Boom!"

"Ah! Ah! Ah!"

"Bang bang! Bang bang!"

Amidst the commotion, the strong wind was stirred up, and Yang Huang was enveloped in the terrifying violent wind, and he rushed towards the ground gate unstoppably.

"Yang Huang broke through, broke through!"

On the high platform, Lan Jingyi was so ecstatic when he saw this, he jumped onto the hanging basket, turned around and shouted: "Zhang Le, release the hanging basket quickly."

Zhang Le looked at Shi Ming hesitantly. Shi Ming said solemnly: "Why are you looking at me? If a fellow student is in trouble, you should lend a helping hand. What are you waiting for?"

"Yes!" Zhang Le had been gearing up for a long time. After hearing this, he immediately ran to the windlass holding the hanging basket and began to put down the rope.

The hanging basket lowered quickly.

"Bring that kid back, I'll raid the formation for you right here!" Shi Ming walked to the high platform and said loudly to the rapidly falling hanging basket.

Under this situation, the disciples of Jin Guo and Bai Yong couldn't stop them, but no one came to help them. They just stood by and watched coldly.

Shi Ming had no hope for them and didn't even look at them. He just stared down the mountain proudly.

There, Yang Huang had already broken through the encirclement of Wutianhui disciples and rushed straight to the foot of the high platform.

At this time, the hanging basket was still more than ten feet away from the ground, and behind Yang Huang, dozens of Wutianhui disciples were chasing after him. They were shouting loudly and dancing with their weapons high, as if they were not afraid of Yang Huang.

Huang took the stance of never giving up.


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