Seeing this scene, he stood on the high platform and looked at the commander in the distance, and snorted coldly in his nose.

How can a rabble of tujiwa dogs be compared to the well-trained and well-armed Wuxinzhuang soldiers and horses?

is also delusional to eat Wuxinzhuang as a piece of fat, which is simply delusional.

After a few waves of arrow rain, it was not said that it was an air-ground battle, but the gate of the fortress was not opened.

With the archers alone, the enemy's cavalry was already crushed.

"It seems that there really is nothing to worry about. Yan Nanming said.

"Just this group of soft eggs, ten times more will be the end. ”

"What Brother Yan said is that the only thing I care about about these clowns is their top masters. Hao Cang said.

"I don't know how much it will cost me to annihilate them all. Is it to hurt two good players, or three to injure it? ”

"Hahaha!" Yan Nanming laughed when he heard this, "Hao Cang, Hao Cang, you are really ...... Hahaha. ”

Hao Cang's words clearly looked down on the sects surrounding Wuxinzhuang.

said that they have too few masters, even if they are all together, at most they will only hurt a few masters of Wuxinzhuang.

Among the casualties, only the wounded were not killed, which can be described as very contemptuous.

After seeing the battle situation on the front line, Hao Cang and his wife took Chu Ke and Yan Nanming to the main battlefield where Wu Wu was located.

The main battlefield is a little different from what was expected, and the number of soldiers and horses in the main battlefield is not as large as what I saw in the fortress town just now.

But come to think of it, the main battlefield is naturally a gathering place for masters from all sides.

If you can appear here, at least the cultivator should be a transcendent realm immortal cultivator.

Those disciples of the God Realm and Qi Refining Realm have no qualifications to come at all.

Chu Ke saw that the Wuxinzhuang side was led by the young owner of the village who was holding the dragon's blood drifting snow sword.

There were two people standing on either side of him, and they were the four top masters of Wuxinzhuang.

Opposite the five stood another group of people.

These people were dressed in different ways, and it was clear that they were not from the same forces or sects.

These men and women, old and young, black and white, all looked and dressed in different ways.

But the breath on his body is the breath of a master.

Hao Cang and his wife and Chu Ke came to an attic and looked at the railing, the four of them together, and everyone present did not notice the arrival of the four of them.

"It seems that there are really a lot of guys who don't know whether to live or die these days. Yan Nanming counted in his heart.

It was found that the immortal cultivators who entered the Holy Realm present had already exceeded the number of hands.

The four of them watched from the attic, and below, the two sides of the people were already shouting.

"Worry-free child!" shouted a yellow-haired old man at the top of his voice.

He crossed his waist with one hand and pointed at his carefree nose with the other, and his attitude was extremely bad.

"Today, our ten sects are gathered, if you know each other, you will be arrested obediently. We can still save your life, and we don't want to remove Zhuang from the mainland. ”

"Hey, it's pretty damn polite. ”

An old man behind Carefree complained.

"If you are obsessed, hum, you can see for yourself how many of our ten people combined, and one person can drown your Wuxinzhuang with a mouthful of spit. ”

The yellow-haired "grace and power", what he said in his mouth was very exaggerated.

However, on the side of Wuxinzhuang, all the Wuxinzhuang people standing on the field were all looking at this yellow-haired old man with a foolish look.

The top 10 sects?

In their hearts, the ten sects together were only a dozen or so enemies who had entered the Holy Realm, and they were not enemies at all.

Wuxinzhuang went out to Hao Cang and his wife and the three of them without worry, and there were as many as six people in the later stage of entering the Holy Realm.

There are also about 20 people in the middle and early stages of consecration.

What are the "ten major sects" in front of me, combined in the late stage of sainthood, I don't know how much worse it is than ten fingers.

Moreover, the men and horses under their respective commands are fighting separately, and there is no unified order at all, where is there a trace of the appearance of a coalition army?

It's simply a ragtag army made up temporarily, and this kind of enemy, no matter how numerous there are, is not worth fearing.

"I said, if you want to fight, do you have a dry mouth?" said the old man who complained about the yellow-haired old man before.

"You just don't do what you say, and I'm annoyed to listen to it. If you want to fight, you don't fight? You ten shells go back and push. ”

After that, he waved his hand in disgust at the yellow-haired old man.

seems to really regard this yellow-haired old man as a stinking shell.

The yellow-haired old man was naturally furious when he saw this, and he pointed at the man angrily, and he scolded him.

But before he could curse a word, he was stopped by a galloping sword light.

It was a sword light from the dragon's blood sword, and when the yellow-haired old man was about to curse, he took out the Drifting Snow Sword like lightning and slashed out a sword light.

The sword light of the dragon blood sword fluttering snow was so sharp, how could this yellow-haired old man dare to take it hard?

Mo said that his strength was not as good as that of Wuwu, but he was on par with Wuwu, and he didn't have a qualified weapon in his hand, and he didn't dare to take this sword light.

The yellow-haired old man dodged the sword light in embarrassment, and a green-bearded old man behind him stared at him, counted the dots under his feet, and slapped his backhand at the sword light.

In an instant, the sword light was shattered.

But there was not a trace left on this man's hands.

"Oh, who was I. It turns out that you ten bedbugs invited Nanshan's goatee over, no wonder you are so confident. ”

When the old man saw the blue-bearded old man who had just smashed the sword light of Worry-Free, he immediately recognized this person.

This green-bearded old man is a hermit on Nanshan Mountain named Wuyangzi.

Compared to many people, his cultivation is extremely high.

It can be seen from the fact that he was able to take the worry-free sword light with his bare hands just now, and he was unharmed.

The sword light slashed out by the dragon blood sword fluttering snow was a few points more powerful than that slashed by a top-grade immortal weapon.

This Wuyangzi can pick it up empty-handed without being injured, and obviously he has some ability.

"Wuyangzi, you are a handful of old people, it's not good to study the way of immortal venerable on your mountain, what are you doing in my Wuxinzhuang?"

The old man who had been carrying the bar with the ten major sects before was called Xiang Tianlei.

In fact, he has cultivated so far, and his age is only eight hundred years old.

Compared to the lifespan of a master of the Holy Realm, he was only middle-aged.

It's just that he looks old, so people often mistakenly think that he is very old.

"Spending time like this every day, aren't you afraid that when the destiny of heaven is counted, it will be too late to regret it if you haven't become an immortal venerable by then. Xiang Tianlei said angrily.

"Don't worry about the virtuous brother, the foolish brother has his own measure. Wuyangzi replied to Xiang Tianlei lightly, not to have more verbal disputes with him.

Wuyangzi looked at Wuwu and said: "Wuxinzhuang has been surrounded by many people at this time, and there is a danger of exhaustion, can the owner of Wuxinzhuang still not see the current situation clearly?"

"What do I need to see? Do you see that these chickens and tiles are actually shrimp soldiers and crab generals?" said Carefree in a cold voice.

"Wuyangzi, you have been famous for a long time, and your cultivation is high. But I've cultivated without worry, and I'm not wasting my time. The dragon's blood sword in my hand is not a woodcutter. ”

Wu Yangzi couldn't help but glance at the Drifting Snow Sword in Wu Wu's hand, and he saw that this dragon blood sword was hungry.

In terms of sharpness, the dragon blood sword is a little higher than that of a high-grade immortal weapon.

It's just that the dragon blood sword is a psychic thing, and from the birth to the destruction of a dragon blood sword, there will only have one owner.

Even if you kill the master and take it over, the dragon blood sword can't be used.

Therefore, Wu Wu had such weapons on his body to walk on the continent, but no Immortal Venerable master snatched his dragon blood sword.

"It would be nice if I had one of these weapons too. Wuyangzi said with envy in his heart.

It's a pity that no matter how envious you are, the chance to have a dragon blood sword is too small to be negligible.

"Wuyangzi, I really don't understand, why would you think of a trumped-up charge of refining human pills and detain my Wuxinzhuang's head. Aren't you afraid of my revenge?"

The sound of worry-free was awe-inspiring, and the true qi was contained in it, and all the people present heard it clearly.

"Hmph, revenge, I'm afraid you don't have the heart to survive today. Among the people behind Wuyangzi, a sharp-mouthed man with a gloomy face spoke up.

"Pan Sin! Nonsense Modo, take me first!"

Jumping to the sky, the person flew up like a big peng.

Xiang Tianlei turned his right hand into a palm and slapped it fiercely at the sharp-mouthed man Pan Xin.

This palm used true qi, and as soon as the palm came out, a palm shadow pounced on Pan Xin.

Not to be outdone, Pan Xin also flew out of the crowd at the foot of his feet, and took out a sword in his hand.

The true qi on the sword agitated, and he slashed at the palm shadow with a sword, cutting the palm shadow away.

The leaders of the two sides had not finished speaking, but the hands of the two sides had exchanged hands.

However, looking at the attitude of Wuwu and Wuyangzi, there is no intention to stop it.

Xiang Tianlei has already fought with Pan Xin for twenty rounds at this moment, the two of you advance and I retreat, I attack and you defend.

There are comings and goings, and the moves are ever-changing, and it is dizzying to watch.

However, in terms of moves, Xiang Tianlei is much more subtle than this Pan Xin.

But Pan Xin is holding a sword in his hand, and Xiang Tianlei is holding a fist in both hands, and the boxing method needs to be close to the body to show its power.

So between the two, Xiang Tianlei is obviously stronger, but he and Pan Xin are evenly matched.

"Haha, Xiang Tianlei, how have you retreated from your cultivation over the years. ”

Pan Xin relied on his swordsmanship and fought with Xiang Tianlei, a master who had no heart, and his heart was very happy.

"Cultivation is like sailing against the current, and if you don't advance, you will retreat. Do I need to teach you this?

This fool shouted, retracted his right hand to Tianlei, and slapped Pan Xin's sword blade with his left hand.

There are fist gloves on his hands, so Jian Feng was not injured in this palm slap.

It was Pan Xin, this sword blade hit Xiang Tianlei, but he felt a fierce force from the sword into his hand.

The right hand was sore for a while, and the arm only felt sore, and the sword was also loosened.

At this moment, Xiang Tianlei's right hand that was closed on his waist turned into a fist, and the true qi in his body ran for a while.

"Drink!" shouted to Tianlei.

The right fist carried the power of a thousand jun, and slowly struck out like a grinding plate.

It looks slow, but it's not slow.

Pan Xin didn't have time to defend himself, and was hit hard in the center of his chest by Xiang Tianlei's punch.

Pan Xin's body was churning with qi and blood, and all his internal organs were affected by Xiang Tianlei's punch, and he spat blood on the spot, and flew backwards weakly.

He flew a few steps before falling to the ground, blood spitting out of his mouth, staining the ground and the flowers red.

The first battle between the masters of the two sides was unintentionally victorious.

Xiang Tianlei withdrew his fist, slowly exhaled a breath to collect his strength, and walked back behind him quietly.

"Looks like you're the head of this group of minions, Uyangzi?" asked Worry-free.

"Well, in that case, are you going to go into a wheel battle together, or will we decide it between us one-on-one?"

"This one is called Wuyangzi, and it seems that his cultivation is good. Yan Nanming, who was watching the battle from the attic on the side, pointed to this Wuyangzi and said.

"It's rare for a single casual cultivator to be able to cultivate to this point. ”

"What Brother Yan said is that this Wuyangzi is also a master in this area. Hao Cang said.

"He doesn't know where he learned from, but his strength is really not weak. In my heartless village, I am also a master of the top five. ”

If Wuxin Zhuang can be ranked in the top five, then it is not weak, and it is also strong in the Holy Realm on the entire continent.

"Well, there are a lot of strange people in the world. Brother Chuke, what's wrong with you?"

Yan Nanming suddenly saw Chu Ke on the side with a solemn expression, and his two eyebrows involuntarily got closer and closer.

"Brother Yan, I look very familiar with this Wuyangzi. Chu Ke said.

"Familiar, have you seen it anywhere?" Yan Nanming asked.

"No, it's not that I've seen others. Chu Ke said, "The move he made just now to take over the worry-free sword light is very similar to her......"

"She?" Yan Nanming was stunned at first, but Xuan even understood.

The "she" that Chu Ke said was her.

That's right, what Chu Ke said is very similar to her, this she is the sect master of the Blood God Sect of the Six-Rank Sect today.

Chu Ke's lover in his previous life was also the enemy's son.

But now, it should be called Blood Ji.

"This Wuyangzi's trick is exactly the same as what I saw that day. Chu Ke said.

Yan Nanming was also slightly surprised when he heard the news.

Looking at that Wuyangzi again, I couldn't help but murmur in my heart.

Chu Ke's eyes stared at this Wuyangzi, Wuyangzi's shot just now, that move, that look...... It's exactly the same as the one that the blood queen made that day.

"Is it a coincidence? No, it won't. Chu Ke denied in his heart.

"No cheats are so similar, both the movements and the angles are exactly the same. ”

Chu Ke had already decided in his heart at this time, no matter where this Wuyangzi learned this trick, he had to ask him what was going on today.

In fact, Chu Ke also thought of a greater possibility in his heart.

It's just that whether this possibility will really be realized, Chu Ke himself doesn't dare to make a conclusion.

"Brother Yan, Master Ling, is there something wrong with this Wuyangzi?" Hao Cang asked.

"It's a bit of a problem. Yan Nanming nodded and said in a deep voice.

It has something to do with the sect master of the Blood God Sect, where will there be no problems?