Zhang Jue kept drawing his sword and spent time in drawing his sword.

Li Xun was not idle, after becoming the leader of the alliance, things became more and more, and he had to arrange the life and rest of all kinds of people every day. To reconcile mutual hostility and that feud.

For these things, Li Xun has always been just a trick to eat all over the world, very simple, very rough, very direct; Find one of the pickers and kill them.

Everyone knows that the alliance leader of the Heavenly Master Dao is ruthless. I had to stop.

As soon as it stopped, as the decisive battle was imminent, Li Xun had to start arranging the battle plan again.

In fact, in Li Xun's mind, there is no plan at all.

There are about forty or fifty thousand people in the Righteous Path Alliance, which is a pitiful small compared to the Zhongyuan Society.

But these forty or fifty thousand people, each with supernatural powers, are supernatural in the eyes of ordinary people. This kind of supernatural power is a magic that the ancestors have pondered for thousands of years and passed down and is only useful for ghosts.

Enough. Theoretically, one beats ten.

But the problem is that in the decisive battle, it is a crowd tactic. Fighting ten at a time doesn't work, and maybe you can't kill even one, and you'll be besieged and killed.

Therefore, the plan formulated by Li Xun is very simple. Since you can't beat it, I'll do it.

I rushed into the camp of Zhongyuan Society first, killed them, and killed them. Although it will not make them collapse and flee, at least there is a shadow in their hearts. At this time, the Righteous Path Alliance rushed up again to pick up the bargain.

In this way, a corresponding trend is formed. With his own personal ability, he killed the military heart of Zhongyuan Society. Immediately afterwards, the Righteous Path Alliance rushed up, so that he could not be dragged to death by the tactics of being caught in the sea of people.

Li Xun is actually afraid, what he is afraid of is not anything else, it is to be dragged by the tactics of the sea of people and drain his merits. Therefore, the Righteous Path Alliance will rush out immediately.

The plan was so decided, but in fact, the people of the Righteous Path Alliance didn't think so in their hearts.

Dead friends do not die poor.

It's just an alliance, but it's a myriad of factions and close relatives.

Why should I rush it? Why don't you rush? No, I've got to be the last one anyway.

When everyone doesn't want to take the lead. In fact, there is no military spirit, no one wants to be the first to rush, so naturally no one will rush. At the time of the decisive battle, it became Li Xun first. The situation where all the personnel of the Righteous Path League are covering behind.

Li Xun naturally knows this truth, although he is not as smart as Zhang Jue, he is not a mediocre person.

"Hehe, how is Brother Wang lately?"

Calling Wang Zige to the house, Li Xun asked with a smile.

"I'm tired of the master of the Li League. I am fine. Wang Zige was worried, he didn't know why Li Xun called him, should he be worried about his sword?

Li Xun smiled: "It's good." ”

Wang Zige was stunned for a moment, and suddenly saw a fine light flashing in Li Xun's eyes. And I heard him say,

"When the decisive battle comes, you have to take the lead in the charge."

Wang Zige's face was blank, and he said without hesitation: "Definitely." ”

"Okay, you can go back."

Wang Zige got up and left, leaving the Chunkong Mountain Villa. The sword behind his back suddenly screamed, 'Knock~'

Such a sword groan made Wang Zige break out in a cold sweat on the spot, and when he remembered the scene just now, he only felt weak all over.

"It's dangerous. He actually controlled my mind. Thankfully, he didn't ask about the sword behind me, otherwise...... The consequences are unimaginable. ”

The second time, Wang Zige was drenched in cold sweat again, and he fled away from the Chunkong Mountain Villa again.

As soon as he left, a monk also came with a puzzled face: "Master Li, why did you call the old monk here?" ”

"Hehe, you're going to take the lead when the time comes."

A gleam flashed in Li Xun's eyes.

The old monk was stunned for a moment, and Mu Ran said: "I must protect the leader of the Li League." ”

“……”

Within one day, there was an endless stream of people coming and going at the door of Chunkong Mountain Villa. This one went in. That one went out again.

There is no doubt that Li Xun has controlled his mind.

The merits were consumed quickly, but Li Xun was not distressed, Li Bai said: The daughter is scattered and will come back.

As long as the Zhongyuan Society is destroyed. The merit will be returned hundreds or thousands of times.

It doesn't take much, you only need to control the minds of a few hundred leaders to control the entire Righteous Path Alliance.

When the time comes, these hundreds of leaders will rush forward, how can their apprentices watch it?

And when everyone else is rushing forward, how can the other people who are not controlled by their minds be embarrassed to stand behind and cover up?

But what Li Xun didn't know was. One of these people has been freed from his control.

If Li Xun knew about this, he would definitely be shocked. Divine confusion, can anyone get rid of it? It's appalling.

There are only three kinds of people in this world who can get rid of the divine vision: one is the people of the ancestral master's path, because they can also have divine vision. The second is Lin Yun's kind of person, a zombie, who is already one in itself and does not belong to this world. The third is: not people.

But Wang Zige doesn't account for any of the three. He has no merit points. He's not a zombie. He's human.

Surprise is surprise here, Li Xun's words are right: The sword behind your back is good.

----

Zhang Jue slept for two days and one night, and this sleep was extremely deep.

As soon as I woke up, I knew that Wang Liping must have done something in the meal. But he didn't say anything, pretended not to know, and continued to draw his sword.

He secretly presents Wang Liping's affection, and he is not the kind of person who doesn't need you to take care of it, and he is not hypocritical.

Looking at the days, Zhang Jue stopped: "There are still three days." ”

Today, I didn't draw my sword, but entered the elevator with my hands behind my back and went all the way to the rooftop of the Qingxi Hotel. Stand on that thick lawn and blow the wind.

Looking at the starry sky, the battle intent and killing intent in his eyes were extremely strong. It's almost there, there are still three days, and the winner will be decided.

'Jingle Bells'

The swaying sound of the brass bell rings.

Zhang Jue looked around excitedly, but regretfully found that it was just the phone ringing: "Hey." ”

"Brother Jue, I'm in Jiangbei."

"Arrived? Where? ”

"In the coffin."

“……”

The scene of ten thousand ghosts carrying the coffin is rare and unheard of.

Jiangbei was very lively tonight, and all the people of the Zhengdao League went out, and all kinds of people who came to Jiangbei to see the excitement also came out of the hotel one after another, wanting to see the grand occasion of the ten thousand ghosts carrying the coffin.

I heard that the body of the president of Nakamoto Society was transported back, and 100,000 ghosts escorted it. This kind of pomp and circumstance is simply unheard of and appalling. People who understand supernatural powers and can communicate spirits have all gone to Tangziguan Village to see it all the time.

To be buried in the place of the decisive battle, you must pass through Tangziguan Village.

Li Xun didn't go, he was too lazy to join in this kind of excitement, Qu Xiang was great in his eyes, and he couldn't be offended, but now he is a little Jiujiu, and he is dead.

But the righteous path alliance has gone, of course, it is not to sneak attack at this juncture. There's no need, if someone transports a corpse, you still have to go to a sneak attack, or you have to be shameless. Besides, you can't sneak attack, 100,000 ghosts escort a dead man, who can be the enemy of that tragic momentum?

It is worth mentioning that Zhongyuan Society also has masters, and there are many masters. The coffin is amazing, shielding the heavens. No one can figure out Qu Xiang, and he has long been prepared for the people of the Righteous Path Alliance to carry out calculations.

Qu Xiang will not breathe, but the masters of the Zhongyuan Society also have a way to let others calculate that his yang life is over, and his soul is gone.

On the hill near Tangziguan Village, it is quiet. But in fact, it was overcrowded, and countless people were squatting on the ground densely, looking down the mountain road with bright eyes. It's all from the Righteous Path, or those who watch the fun.

Not long after, I saw a huge coffin of golden silk nanmu, floating in the air. Of course, in the eyes of ordinary people, it is floating.

But in fact, there are hundreds of strong men carrying. Nearby, thousands of troops!

A person who is in the dark is like a long dragon, and he can't see the first place. The knife in everyone's hand is out of the sheath, and the murderous spirit is high.

Ten thousand ghosts carry the coffin, and the name is deserved.

Looking at the 100,000 souls of the Zhongyuan Society on the mountain road below, the people of the Righteous Dao Alliance, and those from all over the world who watched the excitement all held their breath.

sighed in his heart, Qu Xiang was just a teenager, although his life was short, he did not come to the world in vain, he did not regret it.

Before his death, he commanded thousands of troops.

After his death, thousands of troops fought for him.

Let's ask the world, who else can bear the treatment of carrying the coffin of ten thousand ghosts?

Director Niu, who came from the capital, looked at the ant-like black soul below and the huge golden silk nanmu coffin, and gasped: "If you are still alive, you are almost a bodhisattva in the yang world." It's terrible, commanding a million people, a country of its own! (To be continued.) )