The disciple surnamed Wang walked all the way, and saw that many disciples had already packed their luggage and planned to sneak away.

"What a bunch of unambitious guys. "The disciple surnamed Wang is a disciple of Kameyama Shou, although Kameyama Shou is dead, but he is a powerful man on weekdays, but he does not change that arrogant temper.

One of the disciples muttered, "Elder Turtle is dead, what are you still proud of." ”

"You repeat, believe it or not I tore your mouth. The disciple surnamed Wang was so angry that his face was red and his neck was thick, and the death of Kameyama Shou was also a pain and a shame for him.

The triangular-eyed disciple was sleek, and grabbed the disciple surnamed Wang: "Brother Wang, let's go, there is still something to say about the elder group." ”

The disciple surnamed Wang glared at the disciple who had just spoken disrespectfully, then waved his sleeves fiercely and walked away.

When the two of them left, the disciples began to whisper again.

"What is he proud of? Now that the Flame Spirit Gate is no longer good, and we are not reused in the Gate, it is better to take advantage of the chaos and escape. ”

"It is said that the four holy places in the distance have been killed, so it is better for us to leave early and become cannon fodder when we can save time. ”

"What else are you talking about, let's go!"

The Flame Spirit Gate has been seriously injured.

The four holy places, this time come prepared.

No matter how you look at it, it's a one-sided war.

This time, the four holy lands came not from the envoys sent to the Kendo Sect, but the real elites, and these four forces gathered in one place were enough to crush the Flame Spirit Gate back and forth dozens of times.

Coupled with the Holy Sword Gate Master, the Snow Flower Palace Master, the Confucian Sage, the Wind Lord, and the four top combat forces of the Micro Realm, the Flame Spirit Gate could not compete at all.

When the army pressed the realm, the residents of Flame City had already fled with their families, and if there were no remaining disciples of the Flame Spirit Gate, the entire Flame City would be an empty city.

This is a war with no chance of winning and no hope in sight.

The disciples of the Flame Spirit Sect who stayed here couldn't resist at all when they saw the overwhelming army.

Honor, faith, and friendship between teachers and disciples, these things have no effect in the face of absolute power.

The disciples of the Flame Spirit Sect did not expect that the Four Holy Lands, which were staunch allies not long ago, had now become enemies facing each other with swords.

Despair spread like a plague.

Of course, except for the few elders and core disciples who were full of confidence and firmly believed that the Ten Thousand Corpse Realm Corpse General would be able to turn things around.

……

The master of the Holy Sword Gate appeared at the front of the army, stepping on the void, drawing his sword out of its sheath, the blade of the sword crossed an arc in front of him, and a majestic sword intent suddenly generated, and flew towards the Flame City.

In the blink of an eye, that majestic sword intent turned into a half-moon-shaped arc of light as high as a hundred zhang, crashing into the city gate.

The Great Array reacted instantly, and a qi fluctuation suddenly appeared in the sky above Flame City, and countless heaven and earth spiritual powers rushed towards the half-moon-shaped arc of light, but it failed to block the half-moon-shaped arc for a moment.

The wind lord laughed: "It is said that the treatment technique of Snowflake Ji is the first in the micro world, tsk, look at Brother Shanhe's body, there is really no feeling of injury." ”

Confucian sage: "That's right, Brother Shanhe has improved a point." ”

The name of the master of the Holy Sword Gate is the mountains and rivers, and few people in Su Ri mention it, this time the wind lord and the Confucian saint are not called the two masters of the Snow Flower Palace, but they call each other by name, which obviously has a kind of friendship.

Fan Shanhe smiled slightly, Xuehuaji sorted out the exquisite palace clothes, and said in a low voice: "When the time comes, the two of you can't run away like last time." ”

The Confucian sage smiled embarrassedly, Rao is face is thicker, and it is a fact that he fled from the desert last time.

With a sword from all the mountains and rivers, the city protection array was broken in an instant.

The city defense, which took tens of thousands of people and more than two months to build, was like paper paste in front of the arc of light transformed by this sword intent.

The huge arc of light broke through the city gate, cut through the city wall, and flew all the way north from the south city gate, and the buildings and buildings along the way turned into countless powder.

It only took one breath to take a breath, and the arc of light flew over a distance of ten miles, flying directly from the south of the Flame City to the north of the city, leaving a huge chasm that was more than twenty zhang wide and bottomless, and the first male city in the northwest of the Shiwei Realm was easily divided into two.

The City of Flames fell into a dead silence.

The master of the Holy Sword Gate put the sword back into its sheath and said loudly: "Those who resist will be killed, and those who surrender will live!"

The Four Holy Land coalition forces erupted in a burst of shouts of landslides and tsunamis.

The drums of war thundered, and the alliance forces of the Four Holy Lands rushed towards the Flame City like a flood beast.

At the head of the Flame City, more than 20,000 disciples of the Flame Spirit Sect dropped their weapons in despair, and there was no longer the slightest hint of resistance.

The City of Flames surrendered without a fight.

Xuehuaji came to Fan Shanhe's side, looked at his slightly trembling right hand, frowned and said, "Why bother?"

Fan Shanhe looked at the army pouring into the city like a tide, and said, "I can kill a lot of people." ”

Fan Shanhe, the master of the Holy Sword Sect, used the power of a sword to completely shatter the hearts of the disciples of the Flame Spirit Sect, making more than 20,000 people completely give up resistance, and to a large extent, it was he who saved these people.

But there was also a price.

The Snow Flower Palace Lord's face changed and changed, and finally he just sighed and said no more.

The Confucian sage said: "Fan Shanhe loves Xuehuaji, this girl, for the sake of a woman, I am willing to put the future of the entire sect on the line!

The Wind Lord's expression was solemn, and he said: "Originally, with the addition of the Flame Spirit Gate, we could completely compete with the Holy Sword Gate and the Snow Flower Holy Land, but the Flame Spirit Gate was about to be destroyed, and when the balance of power was broken, after the Nine-Tailed Demon Fox and the Sword Dao Sect were resolved, the Holy Sword Gate and the Snow Flower Holy Land would definitely turn around to deal with us!"

A fierce look flashed in the Confucian sage's eyes, and he said, "Under the pressure of the Demon Domain soldiers, they still dare to do something to us?!"

The Wind Lord was slightly stunned, and said in surprise: "The three evil lands have moved?"

The Confucian sage snorted coldly and said, "There will be action if there is no action!"

The Wind Lord thought of the chill of the Confucian Sage's words, and couldn't help but feel a chill down his spine, and said, "The Confucian Dao Zungong has loosened the northeast defense line and let the Demon Cultivation Alliance come in?!"

The Confucian sage said: "I'm not so stupid, I don't have this kind of power, in the Confucian Taoist Palace, it is completely the decision of the elder group, I am just a puppet doll." Now is not the time, but once the trouble of the Kendo Sect and the Nine-Tailed Demon Fox is resolved, if the Holy Sword Sect and the Snow Flower Holy Land dare to make a move against us, don't blame me for being unsympathetic. ”

The Wind Lord was silent for a moment, thinking about the stakes, and finally gritted his teeth and said, "If it really comes to that time, my Wind Kingdom will definitely help the Confucianism and Taoism Zungong!"

The Flame City, which had almost become an empty city, was captured by the Four Holy Land Alliance forces in only half an hour, and more than 20,000 Flame Spirit Sect disciples, except for the more than 600 people stationed near the South Gate, turned into ashes in the arc of sword intent, and the rest all became prisoners of war.

At this point, the Flame Spirit Gate is only the inner gate palace above the magma of the Flame Mountain.

The alliance forces of the Four Holy Lands did not rest at all, and rushed to the top of the Flame Mountain with the momentum of winning a hundred battles.