After a few more glances, he turned to leave, he had other things to do, to guide him and help him break through, and it was only one of the incidents.

Thinking of plain heart and cardamom, my whole body is full of motivation.

Although there is inevitably a trace of haze, after all, the figure of the emperor is always pressing on his heart, but in front of the figure that he is haunted by, it is nothing.

For the sake of that figure, he can do whatever he wants, what is it to be controlled by others to do something?

At the same time, in the battle ahead, deep in the mountains behind Huashan, an old man in plain clothes looked at the front of Huashan with a solemn face, as if he was worried and hesitated.

Suddenly, his face changed, and he looked behind him, his expression was extremely solemn: "Who is Your Excellency?

"Hehe, the whole world is not the king's land, when did this Huashan become your Huashan faction?" A somewhat shrill laugh sounded, and in the shade of the trees, two figures slowly walked out.

The face is white and beardless, quite old, and at first glance it looks like an ordinary person, but the old man naturally does not think that they are ordinary people, and his face becomes more and more solemn.

"People in the palace?" the old man's eyes narrowed slightly, although he was asking, but he was already sure.

The other party's breath is feminine, with a deep feeling of indistinguishability between yin and yang, plus that words, he is definitely a person in the palace.

"The Sword Saint back then, our family has heard of it, but I don't know what the skills are?" said one of the two figures.

"What is your purpose?The Sun and Moon Sect also has something to do with you?" The more he thought about it, the more frightened the old man felt, and his Huashan Sect seemed to have fallen into a big net.

Wang Zhi, who came from Jiangnan, smiled, and said with ambition: "The wind is clear, our family will give you a chance, as long as you swear never to leave Huashan, we will leave some seeds for your Huashan faction, otherwise, not a single one." ”

Feng Qingyang's eyes sharpened, and he said coldly: "What did my Huashan faction do wrong, to let the emperor treat us like this?"

"Heh, the monarch wants the minister to die, the minister has to die, are you qualified to ask this?" Wang bluntly said, with the two of them here, what if it was a sword saint?

The only people in the world who can make the two of them join forces and be afraid are only two people known so far, and Feng Qingyang is obviously not among them.

"Isn't the emperor afraid that the forces of the world will rebel?" Feng Qingyang was full of anger, and the slightest sword intent seemed to be about to burst out.

"It's really whimsical, my great power, how can you imagine. Shang Ming sighed and said unhurriedly.

"Okay, let's make a decision, do you want to die with the Huashan faction yourself, or do you leave a seed?" Wang Zhi seemed to not want to say anything more, and his tone gradually became cold.

The hands under the big sleeves of the wind Qingyang trembled, and the heart that had not been turbulent for more than ten years was like a stormy wave, and it could not be calm at all.

How to choose?

Revolt?

He was completely unsure about dealing with the two people in front of him, and since the Ming Dynasty had already made a move, a single Huashan faction, even if the other four mountains were added, could they resist?

Even if it alarmed the entire rivers and lakes and aroused many forces to join forces to resist, what use would this have for the Huashan faction? That was only a matter of later, and the Huashan faction had been completely wiped out at that time.

The old hand, for the first time, had a feeling of not being able to hold the sword, Wang Zhi and Shang Ming didn't say much, and it was not surprising, as long as the wind was clear, as long as he was a smart person, he must know how to choose.

With a flick of his sleeves, Feng Qingyang turned around and left, but he no longer looked at the big battle ahead.

Wang Zhishang Ming could feel the other party's grief and indignation, but so what?

The other party should be glad that if it weren't for killing him at this time, it would definitely cause a big commotion and attract many masters, which might expose their identities, so how could the other party be qualified to let them negotiate terms now?

In the front mountain, naturally I don't know what is going on in the back mountain, and I am still fighting with Guo Songyang, and no one on either side can help anyone.

However, the others, Wuyue couldn't help but gradually fall into the disadvantage, after all, the number of Sun Moon God Sect was too many.

Without hesitating casualties, they took turns attacking and did not give the other side the slightest respite.

More and more people died in Wuyue, and every time they died, Yue Buqun, Zuo Lengchan and others were distressed, and they supported them for about two hours, leaving behind more than 400 corpses, and had to retreat to the second line of defense.

The Sun Moon Sect even killed more than 2,000 people, but they didn't care, and replaced some people and horses to continue to attack, making it clear that they didn't give the other party a chance to breathe at all.

"Kill!"

"Annihilate them in one fell swoop. ”

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Another hour or so, Wuyue retreated to the third line of defense, at this time, even Ren Xing and other masters stopped to rest, only the low-level disciples of the Sun Moon Sect did not rest, and continued to attack.

Gradually, in the midst of the battle, the sky was getting darker and darker, and Wuyue had retreated to the sixth and final line of defense.

There was no way, there were too many people in the Sun and Moon Sect, and regardless of the casualties, the Wuyue masters also had to rest, so they naturally retreated in defeat after defeat.

Of the original 4,000 people, only 2,500 remained, all of whom were gathered in this sixth line of defense.

And at this time, the Sun and Moon Sect finally stopped.

"How is it?, Shaolin Wudang and the other factions still have no news?" Zuo Lengchan frowned and asked Xiang Yue Buqun.

Yue Buqun shook his head, and everyone's hearts sank.

Before the war, they sent a request for help to Wudang Shaolin and other factions, but they didn't expect that until now, no reinforcements have arrived.

"Could it be that they just sit and watch the Demon Sect run rampant?" said the Taishan Sect Heavenly Gate a little angrily.

The others were silent, and now nothing was clear, and the matter seemed to have a strange smell from beginning to end.

Let me do it, I actually fight with them like this, I am really not afraid of killing a thousand enemies and injuring eight hundred?

He mobilized tens of thousands of people, so he was not afraid of causing jealousy?

And how did he break through to the Grandmaster Realm?

Why haven't the famous and decent families moved now?

What they didn't know was that hundreds of miles away from the Huashan faction, in a valley, nearly 100 people had all died, and looking at their clothes, they were people from the Emei faction.

In the other direction, nearly 100 monks are also all dead, and the person at the head is still at the peak of the congenital realm.

Not only these two places, except for the people of the Wudang faction, the people from the major famous families who rushed to Huashan all died as long as there were nearly a hundred.

Only the people of the Wudang faction were just entangled and couldn't move.

Early the next morning, the Sun Moon Sect's attack continued to begin, and Ren Xing continued to compete with Guo Songyang, and no one could help anyone for the time being.

Because it was the last line of defense, the rest of the people had also gathered here, so Wuyue's resistance had never been greater.

Casualties on both sides rose rapidly.

Kill from morning to night, and then continue, picking up the lights and fighting.

At the foot of the mountain, there were more and more people, but soon, they found the clue.

It seems that none of the famous and decent people have arrived.

This situation immediately caused a huge discussion, and various theories came out, but there was no accurate explanation.

A fierce and brutal battle lasted until the fifth day, and finally, everything was over.

Under the Sun Moon Sect's crowd tactics, Wuyue still couldn't hold on and collapsed.

Guo Songyang was also ground to death by virtue of his profound true qi.

The news of the destruction of the Wuyue Coalition Army immediately spread in all directions, and the flow of people also dispersed in all directions.

All kinds of talk are boiling.

But soon, another piece of news spread rapidly, and the major celebrities and uprightness blamed the Sun Moon Sect, and all the people they sent to Huashan died, what happened?

As soon as the news came out, no one could help but admire the courage to let me go.

It's so crazy.

And there is actually this strength to kill the decent people of the major famous families.

On Huashan, Ren Xing, who was dispatching troops to kill all the other four mountains, was also taken aback, the corners of his mouth twitched a few times, he couldn't speak, and chose to be silent.

On the third day of destroying the Wuyue Alliance, suddenly, there was an earth-shattering roar in the mountains behind Huashan.

The incomparable sword intent tore apart the white clouds in the sky, and an extremely sad and indignant voice sounded: "You guys go back on your word, damn it." ”

The continuous roar shocked any of them, and their faces turned a little pale.

The movement lasted for about half a stick of incense before it subsided, and Ren Xing sternly ordered that this matter should not be spread or discussed, and some remnants of the Huashan faction were killed.

So this matter did not spread out.

Only on that day, the two old figures walked out of the back mountain of Huashan and headed towards the capital, and a faint mocking voice remained.

"It's stupid to talk back on your word to the two eunuchs. ”

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