Chapter 277: The Great War is Imminent
"What? So fast?"
Zhang Zhao was stunned, he originally estimated that it would take at least four years for the Golden Eagle Sect to return to its peak state, but it was only three years before it began to invade Huaxia. The main altar of the Golden Eagle Sect is in the northwest, so the various sects in the northwest are their primary targets.
"The matter of the Golden Eagle Sect is not only related to our northwest, but also to the entire martial arts world of China, so from now on, I announce the official activation of the first-level alert state, with the local Taibao as the commander-in-chief. β
When Xuan Qingzhen said these words, the elders of the other sects present were all stunned, and their eyes all fell on Chen Yang's body, and their eyes were full of disbelief.
"Xuanqing Daoyou, this matter is not trivial, do you want to put the fate of the entire northwest in the hands of a hairy boy?"
As a martial artist, he naturally knows the meaning of the Taibao, but his eyebrows are already burning at the moment, how can he make him believe in a young man? If you want strength or not, you have no qualifications, they came today to let Xuanqing come out to preside over the overall situation, not to rely on the so-called Northwest Taibao.
In the face of everyone's doubts, Chen Yang stepped forward step by step, and every time he took a step, a golden sword began to burst out from his body, and the sword aura was compelling, domineering and leaking.
Seeing this scene, the people who were still questioning Chen Yang's ability just now all closed their mouths, they knew what this golden sword light represented, it was the supreme heavenly sword intent in the way of the sword, and the person who could comprehend this sword intent was destined not to be mediocre, he was really qualified to serve as the commander-in-chief of this resistance to the enemy.
"The Golden Eagle Sect is the common enemy of all of us, and I think everyone should have seen their methods, but fortunately, the Golden Eagle Sect at this time is only aimed at martial artists, and will not harm ordinary people, but once the martial artists are eliminated, then ordinary people can only be lambs to the slaughter. β
Chen Yang said word by word, his eyes skimming over everyone present.
"I think early tomorrow morning, there should be many sect Daoists who will converge on my Sword Gate, and the Sword Gate will also become the final battle ground between the Northwest and the Golden Eagle Sect. Because the fate of the whole of China is at stake, from now on, you have to mobilize your own network of relationships and call out those who are hermitted, scattered and all the warriors you can know. β
After speaking, Chen Yang turned to look at Zhang Zhao again and said, "Senior Brother Zhang, the Central Plains will be handed over to you, you must invite more masters, the more the better." β
"Well, you can rest assured. β
After the assignment was completed, the crowd gradually dispersed. And the first thing Zhang Zhao did when he went back was to make a phone call to Zhang Yi, the Taibao of Jinsha City, and tell him about the current situation in the northwest.
Early the next morning, the entire Sword Sect and the task lists of the various sects settled in the Sword Gate were all refreshed several times, and the number of tasks was as high as tens of thousands, without exception, all of them were tasks to encircle and suppress the Golden Eagle Sect, ranging from encirclement and suppression, to investigation news, and so on. Unfortunately, none of these tasks were taken on by anyone.
"Whew!"
There was a sound of breaking the air, and when I turned my head to look, I saw several figures in the sky stepping on flying swords and speeding towards the door of the Taiqing Palace.
"Bang Bang"
With a scream, several flying swords lost their spirituality and fell to the ground, and those who had been flying on them also fell from the sky, losing signs of life.
"Third Elder!"
Chen Yang exclaimed, because among this group of swordsmen, it was the three elders of their family who took the lead. He was followed by the four elders Night Wind, and the great elder of the Jiang family, Jiang Chen.
At this time, Wuye was covered in blood and injuries, his face was pale, the whole person was embarrassed, and he no longer had the previous swordsman style, Chen Yang was the first time to see Wuye so embarrassed, because in the entire Chen family, Wuye was the person who paid the most attention to his image, and he cared more than himself, so no matter what kind of battle, he would never let himself become down, and if he could become like this today, he must have met an unprecedented strong enemy.
After landing, Wuye sat cross-legged on the ground without any nonsense and began to heal his injuries, while others, some like him, began to heal their injuries at once, while others were struggling on the verge of death.
Seeing this scene, Zhang Zhao realized the fierceness of their battle, these swordsmen in Xueying Town were all first-class powerhouses, and Wuye was even the one who could make a few moves with the Broken Six Gate God Emperor, but now, they were killed or wounded by more than half of them.
"Four Elders......"
The night wind next to Wuye was about to die, and a hole-sized hole appeared in his chest, running from the front chest to the back, such a serious injury, he should have died instantly, and it was beyond ordinary people's understanding to be able to hold on until now.
Night Wind lay on the ground weakly, blood flowing out like a pillar, he struggled to take out a book from the only clothes he had, and handed it to Chen Yang tremblingly.
"On the day you succeeded to the throne, I should have handed it over to you, but I have always been prejudiced against you, and I am not good, and I am afraid it will be too late to hand it over to you. β
"Fourth Uncle, Fourth Uncle......."
The fourth elder of the Chen family, Ye Feng, lost his signs of life, and at the last moment, handed over the ancestral sword spectrum of the Chen family to Chen Yang, and deeply repented to him.
At the same time, Wuye, who was meditating and healing on the side, also had an ugly face, and suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood, and the whole person fainted.
"Quick, go and ask the ghost doctor elder. β
Cang Hong shouted and asked the ghost doctor elder to come and heal Wuye and the others, while Xuanqing walked over and asked Jiang Chen, the only one on the scene whose injuries could be lightened, with a solemn face, and said, "Have you fought with them?"
Jiang Chen's face was pale, he nodded, and said: "We are going to come to the Sword Gate early this morning, but as soon as we assembled, the people of the Golden Eagle Sect were killed, and in the end, the great elders of the Chen family and several elders of my family were left behind, and Brother Wuye led us to kill a bloody path, but despite this, there were still very few people who escaped. β
As soon as these words came out, everyone present frowned, and a female Taoist priest wearing a black Taoist robe said with a solemn face: "Xue Yingzhen's swordsmanship is unique in the world, and it has been famous in the northwest for more than 800 years, can't even you escape from the clutches of the Golden Eagle Sect?"
This question is exactly what everyone present wants to ask, Xueying Town is the origin of the entire Northwest Sword Dao, and their swordsmanship is also better than that of the Sword Gate, if the people of Xueying Town unite to create a sect, then now the title of this Sword Gate should be them, but the swordsmen there like to go alone and take the family as the camp, so they gave the Sword Gate this opportunity, but now, even the people in their Xue Ying Town cannot resist the invasion of the Golden Eagle Sect, so can the current Sword Gate really become the last shelterοΌ