Arriving at the foot of the mountain, Thirteenth Niang got on the unicorn horse prepared by her subordinates, led dozens of men in black, and hurried towards the first peak where the Venerable Song Hai was.
After suffering a loss, Zhong Wen became a lot more cautious. He fell far behind the troops of Thirteen Peaks and kept a considerable distance, fearing that he would accidentally miss the mark again.
As the distance to the first peak got closer and closer, Shisanniang's troops continued to encounter teams from other peaks along the way. Zhong Wen looked from a distance and could tell that the leaders of these peaks were mostly stout men, similar to Shisanniang.
Such a charming young woman among them really stands out from the crowd and is extremely conspicuous.
Some of the village leaders would greet Thirteenth Mother politely when they saw her, while others showed hostility and coldly ignored her.
By the time we reached the foot of the first peak, the bandits from all peaks were already densely packed, blocking the entire mountain road. At first glance, there were thousands of them.
Although there are many masters among the gangsters, the discipline is very loose. Except for the troops under Shisanniang's command, they can advance and retreat in a controlled manner. In such a chaotic situation, the teams of other peaks have already been scattered and mixed together.
, the bandits had no idea where they were, and during the process of going up the mountain, stampedes occurred from time to time, whether intentional or unintentional.
Seeing this, Zhong Wen flashed his body and rushed decisively into the crowd. Taking advantage of the chaos and commotion, he imitated the others and followed the crowd towards the mountain, shouting loudly.
As they were approaching the top of the peak, they could see two figures suspended in the air, facing each other at a distance.
The man on the left is none other than Venerable Yao Bei, whom Zhong Wen had met not long ago. At this time, his gown was fluttering, he was in high spirits, and he looked proud and high-spirited.
In contrast, although the spiritual leader on the right tried to cheer up, he could not hide the haggard look on his face. His left sleeve was empty from the elbow down, and his arm was actually broken.
The two spiritual masters just looked at each other quietly, but no one spoke first. As time passed, most of the people in the village had reached the top, found their own organizations, and returned to the team smoothly.
The space at the top of the mountain was limited, and there was no extra place to stay. Those who could not reach the top had to block the mountain road, unable to move forward or retreat, and kept asking the people in front of them, "What happened?"
The gangsters on the top of the mountain were kind enough to broadcast the live broadcast, but by the time the content reached the mountainside, the copy had already been "out of shape". The two spiritual masters who were clearly still confronting each other were already splattered with blood on the top of the mountain in a certain version of the story.
Both sides suffer losses.
Zhong Wen used the "breath-containing method" and huddled among the team of a bearded village leader. He raised his eyes and looked at the sky. According to Lin Zhiyun's description, he could easily identify the broken-armed spiritual master on the right, which should be the original boundary of Liangshan Mountain.
The number one master, Venerable Song Hai.
"Did you find all these people?" Venerable Song Hai finally spoke, his voice cold and hoarse. "You mobilized a large number of people to force us up the mountain. Do you think I can't do anything to you since I broke my arm?"
"I have repeatedly advised you not to participate in the struggle for imperial power, but you just refused to listen." Yao Ye said solemnly, "Now that the Xiao family has failed, you have not only been injured yourself, but also caused the loss of troops in all our major peaks. Are you not planning to give it to everyone?"
An explanation?"
"What explanation do you want?" Venerable Song Hai said coldly.
"Hand over the first peak, leave Liangshan, and never come back." Venerable Yao Bei made the condition without hesitation.
"What if I say no?" Venerable Song Hai's face was gloomy, and there was a strong sense of tiredness in his voice.
"You are no longer my opponent." Venerable Yao Bei took a step forward, his momentum became stronger, "You are not qualified to bargain."
"Only you?" Venerable Song Hai snorted disdainfully, "So what if I give you a hand?"
"It's not just Yao." Venerable Yao Bei glanced at the major forces below, "Now you are a rat on the street. Except for the first peak, which of the other seventeen village leaders is willing to stand on your side?"
"Really, if any of you want to drive me away, you might as well come up and try." Venerable Song Hai also took a step forward, exuding a majestic and powerful power, like an invincible god of war, the decline on his face was here
Completely disappeared for a moment.
After all, the Lingzun boss is extraordinary. Even if he is injured, he still exudes a suffocating sense of oppression. Although there are many people and horses climbing to the top of the mountain fortress, there is silence at this moment. No one dares to be the first bird.
"Why, do you want to rely on your cultivation to overwhelm others?" Venerable Yao Ye also exuded a powerful aura, which instantly offset the spiritual pressure of Venerable Song Hai, "Others are afraid of you, but I am not."
"You cowards, before I was injured, why didn't I see you being so tough?" Venerable Song Hai sneered, "Come on, let Song see what progress you have made recently!"
Venerable Song Hai's tough attitude surprised Yao Bei, and he did not dare to act rashly for a while.
He suddenly turned his head to look at the location of the Seventh Peak forces and said loudly: "Mr. Luo, Song Hai has made a big mistake, but he still doesn't know how to repent. Why don't you and I take action together to take him down?"
"Why!"
Everyone's eyes were directed towards the people and horses on the seventh peak, and they saw an old man in black rising slowly from the crowd and hanging in the air. The few white hair on his head was flying in the wind, and his face was clothed.
Full of wrinkles, the skinny body was trembling, as if it was about to be blown down by the wind at any moment.
"Isn't this Old Man Luo from the Seventh Peak?"
"He looks like he's going to be in a coffin tomorrow, but he's actually a spiritual leader!"
"What a tragedy. The last time I passed by the Seventh Peak, I laughed at him. He must not hold a grudge!"
"The Seventh Peak is going to be developed now!"
Seeing that Old Man Luo was able to fly in the air, the forces below were in an uproar. It was obvious that they did not know about the spiritual cultivation of the master of the seventh peak. It is no wonder that the insider arranged by Nangong Ling failed to find out about such a respected person.
The presence.
"Both of them are the top experts in Liangshan. The loss of any one of them will be an irreparable loss for our Eighteenth Village." Old Man Luo put on a conciliatory posture, "Why don't we shake hands and make peace?
, let go of the past feud and jointly carry forward the power of Liangshan?"
"Tell him this." Venerable Song Hai pointed his right hand at Yao Bei, "He was the one who led the people to the first peak, but it was not Song who took the initiative to provoke him."
"Venerable Luo, Song Hai is now at the end of his power." Yao Bei also said that Old Man Luo was showing off, and couldn't help but remind him, "As long as you and I join forces, killing him is like searching for something, so why bother with him?"
"Old man Luo, Yao Bei is despicable and has no tolerance for others." Venerable Song Hai interjected, "You helped him today, but I'm afraid that if he turns around tomorrow, he will attack you."
"That's nonsense!" Yao Ye shouted with an angry look on his face.
"You two, what the old man just said was from the bottom of his heart." Venerable Luo still tried to smooth things over, "Now that we are facing a powerful enemy, it is time for you and me to work together to defend against external enemies. At this time, internal strife is not wise.
Lift."
At this time, Yao Bei also began to feel that something was wrong. Venerable Luo actually did not act according to the previously agreed plan, and he gradually became anxious: "Old Luo, having said that, it's just that Song Hai is greedy and domineering.
His cooperation is tantamount to seeking skin from a tiger. Wouldn't it be good if we rescued the brothers at the First Peak from his clutches and then evacuate Liangshan together as agreed?"
"Fuck you, my brother from the First Peak, why do you need to 'rescue' me!" Even though Song Hai had already kept a low profile, he still laughed angrily at Yao Bei's words, "Old Man Luo
, and don’t think about it, both parties will not be offended. Sooner or later, he will not know about our two families joining forces?"
Venerable Luo did not expect Venerable Song Hai to directly expose the agreement between the two. He was immediately embarrassed, his face turned red, and he opened his mouth, but he did not know what to say.
"Okay, no wonder you kept pushing and refusing to take action. It turns out that you have been secretly hooking up with Song Hai for a long time." Yao Bei saw the expression on Venerable Luo's face and couldn't understand anything, so he said angrily.
"Sir Yao, calm down. The old man just doesn't want to see the internal strife in Liangshan. He has no intention of targeting you." Mr. Luo explained repeatedly.
However, Yao Bei glared at him fiercely, then turned to look at the other village leader below: "Bao Village Master, what do you mean?"
The leader of Bao Village in his mouth is Bao Zulan, the leader of the third peak who is the most powerful outside the three major mountain villages. Not only has his cultivation reached the peak of Tianlun, but his men are also strong, which Old Man Luo has not yet shown.
In terms of strength, Third Peak is recognized as the third largest force in Liangshan.
Yao Bei originally thought that Bao Zulan would be on his side, but unexpectedly, the leader of Bao village laughed and said carelessly: "Master Yao, although Bao is willing to support you, this kind of thing is nothing more than someone's fist.
Who has the final say? If you three big guys don’t agree on a result, what difference does it make to the opinions of us little fish and shrimps?"
Yao Ye was so angry at Bao Zulan that he turned his attention to Thirteenth Niang: "Thirteenth Niang, what do you think?"
"Our Thirteenth Peak is weak. If we want to survive, we can only rely on the strong." Thirteenth Niang smiled charmingly on her beautiful face, which made the bandits around her dazzled and their hearts beating fast. "No matter whether Master Yao or
Whichever Master Song wins, my little sister should follow his lead."
The implication is that Yao Ye and Song Hai should decide the winner.
"You..." Yao Bei had always thought that Thirteenth Niang was on good terms with him, but unexpectedly when he got such an answer, he felt so betrayed that he was so angry that he almost spat out a mouthful of blood. He had no interest in asking anyone else anymore.
, just stared hard at Thirteenth Niang's pretty face, with fire almost coming out of her eyes, wishing she could swallow her in one gulp.
Thirteenth Niang's beautiful eyes were still looking forward to it, her smile was sweet, and her eyes with Yao Ye were full of tenderness, as if she was gazing at her lover.
"Old Luo has always been timid and unintelligent. I'm afraid this secret collusion with Song Hai was also your idea." Venerable Yao Bei stared at her for a long time, and suddenly recalled that when he went to the Seventh Peak, Thirteen Niang was staying with Old Man Luo.
Together, I couldn't help but feel moved in my heart.
"Master Yao, you have wronged me." Thirteenth Niang showed an aggrieved expression, with tears welling up in her eyes, looking very pitiful, "How can I, a little girl like you, do this to you spiritual masters?
about?"
"Are you going to fight or not?" Seeing him whining, Venerable Song Hai said impatiently, "Either take action quickly, or get off the first peak for me. What a grown-up man's mother-in-law, what kind of behavior is this?"
"Okay, very good!" Yao Ye's face showed a sinister look, "You all think you can scheme against me, but it's a pity that you only have some cleverness, but you don't know that my strength, Yao, is far beyond what you can do.
Just imagine, when I kill Song Hai and Old Man Luo, you will feel better!"
After saying that, he actually pulled out the long knife from his waist and slashed at Venerable Song Hai. His spiritual power turned into a huge ghost-headed blade in mid-air, exuding an earth-shattering terrifying aura. As it passed through the air,
A "cracking" popping sound was produced.
When Venerable Song Hai saw him taking action, he also waved the long knife in his hand, forming a giant silver blade in the air and facing the Ghost Head Spirit Blade without fear.
"boom!"
The terrifying spiritual skills of the two spiritual masters collided fiercely, rolling up huge waves of spiritual power that surged in all directions. Several people in the village who were close below were unable to escape and were suddenly blown to pieces.
, in such a state of embarrassment that some of the weaker ones lost their lives directly, making them the most miserable people in history.
Zhong Wen looked around and found that among the village leaders, only Thirteen Niang's expression remained normal. She seemed to have expected such a scene. The location chosen by everyone in Thirteen Peaks was extremely far away from the two men in the air.
Not affected.
What a woman who is good at planning!
Zhong Wen looked at the beautiful figure in the distance, and suddenly felt as if he was facing Nangong Ling.
"Venerable Yao, please calm down and say what you have to say!" Venerable Luo finally took action. He seemed to be trying to stop the fight, but he secretly and overtly shared a lot of pressure for Venerable Song Hai.
As a result, what seemed like a three-party melee was actually two against one. Even though Venerable Yao Bei was the strongest, he had no choice but to confront the two for a while, and the two sides fell into an extremely stalemate.
"Old man Luo, do you really want to help him?" Seeing that he couldn't attack for a long time, Yao Ye suddenly took a step back and said.
"The old man just wants to invite you two to sit down and discuss it carefully, so as not to hurt the harmony."
"You will regret it!" Venerable Yao Ye looked at Venerable Luo angrily and turned around to leave.
Seeing that he no longer took action, Venerable Luo breathed a sigh of relief and couldn't help but reach out and wipe the sweat from his forehead. He felt that fighting like this for just a moment had caused a huge loss to his already short lifespan.
"Venerable Song, the old man is fortunate to be worthy of humiliation..." He turned to look at Song Hai, and was about to say a few words to express his merits, but unexpectedly, Venerable Yao Bei, who had already turned his back to him, suddenly turned around and shot a shot from his hand.
A dazzling golden light shot towards his direction with lightning speed.
In order to prevent the loss of longevity, Old Man Luo had withdrawn his momentum early. He never expected that Yao Bei would make a sneak attack. He was caught off guard and was hit hard on the chest by the golden light.
"puff!"
The blood in his mouth surged wildly, and he felt an excruciating pain in his chest. A powerful spiritual power invaded his body, instantly cutting off the flow of spiritual power between his meridians. His body stagnated, unable to stay in the air anymore, and he fell straight to the ground.