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"Senior brother?!" Zhao Wuqiu obviously recognized the true identity of the clothed guest from his voice, after all, in life, An Chengde was in charge of Zhao Wuqiu in the first two years of entering the Changxian Academy.

The clothed guest hugged his fist at Zhao Wuqiu, calming Zhao Wuqiu's excitement about rushing up suddenly.

"Come, take it!" Yao Feiyan returned to Yao Yirong's side, not knowing what he said, Yao Yirong waved his hand, and wanted to arrest the unknown visitor of Lingyike.

"Slow!" Zhao Wuqiu turned around and blocked in front of everyone, stopping the pace of these people's advance, "He is my junior brother, you guys stand back!"

"The disciple of the Northern Line Changxian Academy has not survived, how did he survive?" Yao Yirong pointed to the cloth guest and asked with a cold face.

"All the corpses of the disciples of the Medicine King Valley and the Changxian Academy were buried ......by me," the clothed guest stopped Zhao Wuqiu's words that he was about to spit out, the battle situation on the northern front, he may be more aware than Yao Feiyan, "The Changxian Academy entered the northern line of the Qingjiang River, and before any protective measures were taken, it was divided and surrounded by the enemy, I got the news in the Sanjian Gorge in the middle section, and took the deep-water giant turtle to travel for two hours before rushing to the snowy night forest on the northern line. ”

"Senior Brother is really dead?" Zhao Wuqiu asked in a low voice, this news was too shocking for anyone in the Immortal Academy.

"I don't know...... I saw the front line of my brother's fight, and he fought until the last moment...... Chose self-destruct. After the cloth guest finished speaking, he chose to be silent, the life and death of Yan Wusheng could disturb his state of mind at that time, and it would not be so easy to say it now.

"It's true?...... Really dead...... Senior brother, is he really gone?" Zhao Wuqiu grabbed the collar of the clothed guest and asked with blood-red eyes, "Why didn't you save him??......!"

"It was late when I arrived...... But I also fought the enemy, suffered a lot of losses, and almost confessed there. The cloth guest looked at Zhao Wuqiu calmly, although he didn't have his eyes, it was enough to feel his sincerity.

"Really?" Zhao Wuqiu finally asked.

"Really......" replied the Clothier.

"Who......a" The clothed guest was put back to the ground by Zhao Wuqiu, and then turned around silently, with the demon sword pestle in front of him, and emphasized in a low voice: "He is my junior brother, if your sect wants to move him, it is against my Immortal Academy, once I do it, I will not care about any of my previous face." ”

"Brother Zhao, with his own words, I'm afraid it will be difficult to be trusted?!" Feng Yaoqi also didn't believe in the image of the clothed guest, he and Zhao Wuqiu had been together for a long time, but he could trust this person, it might be the intuition that comes with being a forbidden army in front of the emperor.

The Clothed Man brought uneasiness to most of the people present, and some even suspected that the giant walking corpse just now was unleashed by him.

"Senior brother, don't be fearless in arguing, now the situation is urgent, taking advantage of the fact that the enemies on the northern and central lines have not converged, we must open the battle on the southern front, echo the senior brothers on the Golden Avenue, reverse the situation, and avenge the senior brother!"

"Command to you?" Zhao Wuqiu asked.

"No, I'll just talk about how to arrange it, in terms of command, I'm still not as handy as my senior brother. "Lingyike politely refused, he hasn't returned to the sect for so long, he hasn't counted what the disciples of the sect look like, how to lead, or not to add to the chaos.

Zhao Wuqiu nodded, he saw An Chengde's performance in purgatory, in the sect, he is still a generation of legends, so now give trust, Zhao Wuqiu did not hesitate, and led Zhao Wuqiu to return to the position belonging to the Immortal Academy under the staring eyes of the alliance.

"This is the little junior brother, the night owl, the hero you have always seen!" Zhao Wuqiu returned to the senior brothers, and first met the senior brother of the Internal Affairs Hall in the door, Lin Wubian!

"Sure enough, it's better to be famous than to meet, how is the little junior brother doing lately?" Lin Wubian is also an old oilman like Zhao Wuqiu, and the familiarity of meeting is his characteristic, and at the moment, he is like a confidant holding the hands of the clothed guest with hatred, but he doesn't want to let the bandage deflated all of a sudden.

"Huh?" everyone looked at this scene in embarrassment, and the texture like an inflatable doll really attracted everyone's attention.

The cloth guest replied indifferently: "Recently, I practiced a kind of exercise, and I made a mistake when I was angry, so I have to show people like this, don't be surprised, senior brothers." ”

"It's not to blame, it's all my own people, and I'm getting used to it slowly. In the crowd, someone laughed.

Zhao Wuqiu didn't want to give these idlers a chance to interject and chat, so he immediately interrupted everyone's words and said: "The battle situation on the northern front is miserable, and the little junior brother wants us to make some noise in Yaoshui Pass, what do you think?!"

"Of course, it's full support, don't say anything, junior brother, the junior brothers of the torture hall and the medicine hall don't know where to hide and watch, how can we coax them? kill those eight lambs and avenge them. As soon as Zhao Wuqiu's words fell, someone in the crowd shouted excitedly.

"That's it, grandma's, when the master came, he just lent the turtle grandchildren in the medicine hall something, and now that there are no people, where do I go, this account can only be counted on the enemy's head, kill them!"

"Yes, don't cowardly, they are all senior brothers, if anyone drops the chain, I will be the first to disagree!"

"What are you talking about, just do it!"

"yes, fuck it!"

"!"

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For a while, the crowd was excited, and a group of grievances that had been forced for an unknown amount of time broke out now.

The clothed guest clenched his fists, "Senior brothers, if we win this battle, we can switch to the Golden Avenue and then destroy their main force!"

"Kill, kill, kill......"

The killing intent broke out, and the clothed guest took the lead, while Zhao Wuqiu and Lin Wubian separated left and right, listening carefully to the advice of the clothed guest.

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Hundreds of figures have entered the cover of the miasma, and the impact of the walking corpse has been taken down by all parties in an orderly manner, although everyone knows that this is a delaying strategy, but all parties can't give a specific solution, so they can only stalemate here.

Lingyike said goodbye to the deep-water turtle from ten miles upstream of Yaoshui Pass, and there were not a few corpses he saw along the way, but the urgent need at the moment was not this, so he didn't care, and he didn't have too many blows.

Under the cover of the miasma, the Clothed Guest led people to the designated position successfully, he fought with the Soul Demon, and the Soul Demon's perception is based on the fluctuation of the enemy's soul to judge the direction, which the Clothed Guest can just take advantage of.

Zhao Wuqiu and Lin Wubian led everyone to swim in front of the soul demon camp, slowly thinking about a group of soulless walking corpses, but the speed of approaching was slow.

The clothed guest diverted into the west of the defense line, rushed towards a group of walking corpses that was not weak, provoking a large number of undamaged giant walking corpses and extremely fast walking corpses, and leading such a group of big brothers to rush into the camp of the Falling Moon Sect head-on.

"Enemy attack!" When there was still some distance from the guard array on the barracks, a loud roar came from the array, presumably because of some special way of reconnaissance, and the evil plan of the clothed guest was discovered in advance.

But right now, the cloth guest is not panicking at all, because the position is in front of him, a little earlier and a little later, there is no difference.

"Flying dragon stepping on snow!" A dragon groaned at the bottom of his feet, and the figure of the clothed guest disappeared from its original place in an instant under the wrapping of the silver dragon, losing its original target, and the hatred of the walking corpses shifted to the strong city defense in front of them, biting, crying, and roaring...... The sharp claws were imprinted on the formation again and again, but they could not leave a trace.

"Up!" Zhao Wuqiu saw that the time was ripe, the demon knife opened the way, and the three stages of slashing out, the dog god, the tiger roared, and the dragon's tooth!

The phantom of the three gods rose, and Zhao Wuqiu unreservedly exerted his strongest means on this large array.

"There are also walking corpses attacking the formation here!" The people of the Meteorite Moon Sect discovered the confusion in the formation, and there were powerful people breaking through the formation.

"Nonsense, that's the direction of the sect, and the walking corpses are over there!" someone shouted in disbelief.

"Divide the manpower, guard it separately, don't be careless and others borrow a knife to kill people!" The main soul demon finally stood up, standing in the middle of countless disciples, his face was calm, and he was not intimidated by the things in front of him.

"It's this grandson, do it!" Zhao Wuqiu locked onto the soul demon according to the characteristics given by the clothed guest, waved his hand and instructed the surrounding disciples, doing his best to interfere with this guy's deployment.

"Bastard, is this guy, he looks like a little Kai!" Lin Wubian held a book slip in his hand, and after his hand was opened, the aura on the book slip exploded, imitating all kinds of fonts, and the degree of aura convergence became higher and higher.

"Three paragraphs superimposed! Jun Yang Nine Characters! Pro! Soldiers! Okay!"

Three torrents of spiritual energy were superimposed on the power of the demon sword, and terrifying cracks appeared in the formation diagram visible to the naked eye!

Sonor!

The earth-shattering sword roared, and the Heavenly Dao Sword seized the opportunity to roar out, and the monstrous sword qi shattered the weak link of the split formation diagram, completely breaking the formation protection of the Falling Moon Sect.

"Why is the formation broken?!" The disciples of the Meteorite Moon Sect were in an uproar, the formation they had put a lot of effort into, plus the formation of the sect, had been broken at this juncture, which was undoubtedly worse for the various enhanced walking corpses.

"Retreat, retreat, get out, find other guards!" someone shouted, and before the Soul Demon could make any arrangements, the blade of the Clothed Man picked him out of the position.

The aura in the air exploded in the "Sand ......", and the soul demon took a few steps back, and when he looked up and saw the sword blade approaching by the clothed guest, he had to make a dodge parry.

"My lord!" Hu Guangyuan vaguely saw that the soul demon was entangled by an afterimage, and most importantly, he couldn't recognize the identity of the clothed guest, and thought it was a mutated walking corpse.

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