The six major factions walked out sparsely and walked towards the gate of Wan'an Temple.

The bunker made of the corpses of the soldiers in front of you might have been shocked if it had been left in the past, but today I don't even have the mind to be surprised.

The expedition to the Bright Peak is an action they have planned for many years, and it is also a long-cherished wish for many years, and the heads of each faction have led ninety percent of the elite in the sect to hope that their holy flames will be extinguished in one battle.

Not to mention the loss of many disciples in the first battle of Guangmingding, they were plundered by Tartars or conspiracies or tough shots like pigs and dogs. In last night's battle, the last bit of foundation was basically lost.

The heads of each faction have profound martial arts and have survived, but everyone is injured. At this moment, the clouds are full of gloom, and the inheritance of many years may be ruined today. Even a person as bitter as the exterminator was speechless, and she was now a typical commander of the light pole, and her disciples were dead.

Suddenly, the extermination old nun smiled at Fan Yao and Wei Yao and said deeply, "Wei Bat King, this must be Fan Yao, the right envoy of light who has disappeared for many years of your sect, Lao Ni wants to ask you for one thing." ”

Everyone was amazed that the old nun had changed her sex.

Fan Yao was silent, he really couldn't be interested in these people.

Wei Yi smiled and said, "Mrs. Shi, please say, if someone Wei can do it, he will definitely do it for you." He followed Zhang Wuji for many days, and he understood Zhang Wuji's thoughts very well.

Extinction was full of sadness, and said: "Wei Bat King, it seems that Lao Ni will not be able to leave this capital alive today. My Emei's inheritance can't be cut off by myself, I implore the Bat King to leave this place alive, and please tell Zhiruo that child, Emei will be handed over to her in the future. "With that, I have to remove the Darkiron Ring from my hand. She can see that if anyone can escape today, only Mingjiao, the unparalleled Blue Winged Bat King, will be able to escape.

Everyone never imagined that she was so low-profile to confess her last words. Thinking about the situation of his own sect again, he can't help but feel sad.

The big guys are all first-generation and second-generation disciples, and there are many elites among the third-generation disciples, and this battle is almost completely ruined here.

Wei Yixiao hurriedly stretched out his hand to stop him, and said, "Master, don't be busy, it's not time to despair yet." ”

"Not yet?"

Everyone had doubts in their hearts, and Extinction stopped moving.

The sound of ......neat footsteps accompanied by the sound of "squeak" came to everyone's ears, and they saw strange cars with metallic glittering gun heads at the end of the street.

The Tartar crossbowmen came up. Everyone's hearts tightened, isn't this a fatal moment? It is conceivable that most of the cities at this moment are simply impregnable, and thinking about the high and desperate city wall is a burst of discouragement.

Song Yuanqiao's originally chubby appearance as a rich man also turned into a wanderer dressed as a beggar at this time, and he suddenly shook his body and said, "What about Wuji?

Wei Yixiao stretched out his hand and said, "Song Daxia, please rest assured, the sect leader is there, and he is safe." ”

Song Yuanqiao followed the direction of his finger and walked closer, "Ahhhhh

Wei Yixiao hurriedly rushed to him in shock, and everyone came over in curiosity.

I saw that on the ground more than a zhang deep, plasma was all over the ground, almost drowning Zhang Wuji. Or maybe the depth was enough to submerge him, but he was floating on the plasma like a backstroke, and no matter how you look at it, this scene reveals a strange and evil feeling.

Wei Yixiao observed the most seriously, and after a long time, he said in a deep voice: "Sect Master, if you don't wake up again, we will all have to go to see Mingzun and his old man." ”

Fan Yao looked at Zhang Wuji in the plasma, and doubted in his heart: Even if the sect leader woke up, it might be possible to escape for his life, but it would be difficult to take these injuries out of the sky.

Wei Yi smiled and said, "Everyone, the sect leader is about to wake up, we still have hope." Please don't be discouraged and hold on a little longer. ”

Only then did the people of the six major factions know that the Mingjiao had pinned all their hopes on Zhang Wuji, and they couldn't help but be a little nervously surprised, even if Zhang Wuji woke up now, could he still fight out of this thousands of troops? Even people from the Wudang faction like Song Yuanqiao, who were close to Zhang Wuji, couldn't help but feel that Wei Yixiao and the others were too optimistic.

"Hou Cheng, bring some food. Wei Yi smiled and sat on the cuirass of a Tartar's corpse, watching the Tartar's crossbow slowly turn out of the corner, gathering more and more.

Hou Cheng didn't say a word, and led the only three remaining subordinates to find the backpacks of the pro-guard team, and their backpacks always had dry food, so Wei Yixiao told him.

Fan Yao stepped forward, his pitted face was even more terrifying after a night of bloody battle, he sat down next to Wei Yixiao, and said, "Bat King, what are you going to do?"

"I don't have any plans, while there is still time, fill my stomach first. Anyway, there won't be much to do, and there will be a fight in a while. Wei smiled indifferently and pouted casually.

"You?" Fan Yao didn't ask again, how much faith you have in the sect leader to be so big.

"Don't worry, Brother Fan. It's already done to this point, there is no other way, the rest depends on the sect leader, let's hurry up and repair it, and there will definitely be no problem in escaping for a while. Wei Yixiao suddenly gave Fan Yao another slap in the face.

"How do you know that the sect is going to wake up?" Fan Yao couldn't help frowning.

"Brother Fan, you'll know when you wait. Now the changes in the church are not ordinary, and when you escape, there is a time for you to inquire. ”

Fan Yao suddenly felt that Wei Yixiao was like a child in new clothes, and he suddenly wanted to beat him.

For a moment, he couldn't make up his mind: whether Wei Yixiao was really sure or pretended to be calm. But these don't matter, if you fight like this, you can't leave the sect leader and run away by yourself, you can only fight to the death.

The six major factions were even more confused, only feeling that the people in the Ming Sect were full of evil nature in everything, and they couldn't help but think that the Demon Sect was indeed the Demon Sect, and the way of thinking was different from ordinary people.

However, when Hou Ingren distributed dry food, they all took it, and they were already hungry after a night of fierce fighting, so they sat down and ate with the Mingjiao people. Watching the Tartar's crossbow grow more and more, it gradually swinged away twenty zhang away.

The first row of ballistas gathered at the gate of Wan'an Temple twenty zhang, a row of sixteen, each interval is exactly the distance of a ballista. Each ballista had thirty-six spears four feet long, the heads of which shimmered with metallic sheen. The second row is a foot away from the first row.

Behind the two rows of crossbowmen were dense longbowmen, and in the place where Wei Yixiao and the others couldn't see, there were two rows of ballista cars parked steadily in the middle of the avenue, and then there was a whole elite cavalry team on standby in formal suit.

For Mingjiao Zhang Wuji and others, King Ruyang attached great importance to it.