The rise and fall of the mountain gate is related to the survival of the Taoist system, and even the sects that have not survived for a long time attach great importance to it.

As the head of the 'Changshan Sword Sect', the 'Tianfeng Daoren' was not as calm and calm in his heart as he showed at this time.

In front of the shrine on the incense table, the three incense sticks that were lit were red fluorescent and dimmed. Over time, it gradually turned to ashes.

"It's coming!" The originally closed eyes of the 'Tianfeng Dao Man' were opened. He was not indifferent, but kept an eye on what was happening outside the door.

The words spit out by the 'Tianfeng Daoren' broke the original dullness in the council hall, and Wang Kun and the other senior brothers who didn't know what was going on looked at him suspiciously.

Syllable!

Just as they could not help but ask, there was the sound of hurried footsteps outside the door. After a bang, the door of the council hall was slammed open.

It wasn't the enemy who broke through the door, which made the nerves in the hall relax a little.

But after seeing the situation clearly, the heartstrings of everyone's desire to relax were tighter than before.

I saw three people breaking through the door, more precisely, two disciples carrying a man covered in blood and seriously injured to death.

The seriously injured person was one of the disciples who was sent to check on the situation, Wang Kun, the nephew of Uncle Wang, Zhou Wenji.

When Zhou Wenji saw his uncle Wang Kun and the head of the 'Tianfeng Daoren', as well as the uncles, the eyes that should have begun to wander again glowed with a look of return: "Uncle, it's not good!" Uncle in charge! Oh no, they... They called ....... ”

But the return was just a flash in the pan, and before Zhou Wenji finished speaking, he was already dead.

"Wenji! Bunji! Wang Kun rushed forward, hugged his nephew's body, kept shaking, and called, but all this was in vain.

Wang Kun's cry of pain added a bit of grief to the originally tense and dull atmosphere in the meeting hall.

Vicissitudes!

"The thieves have already hit our mountain gate, what are we hiding here to discuss? Just kill the fuck! ”

The second junior brother of the 'Tianfeng Dao Man', the 'Agni Dao Man', had the most hot temper, the long sword was unsheathed in his hand, and he rushed out with a loud shout.

Seeing this, everyone looked at each other, not knowing what to do, and they all set their eyes on the senior brother in charge, 'Tianfeng Daoren'.

But the 'Tianfeng Daoren' closed his eyes again, ignoring them, as if he had accepted his fate.

Seeing the 'Tianfeng Dao Man' in such a state, a wave of sadness suddenly rose in the hearts of the senior brothers, but they didn't want to accept their fate.

The words of the 'Agni Dao Man' are not rough, since there is no escape, then the only way to face it bravely is to face it. After Wang Kun and the other brothers and sisters figured it out, they got up one after another and followed the 'Flame Dao Man'.

After everyone left, only an old figure was left in the council hall and sat cross-legged in the hall, without the slightest movement.

The empty hall of the council hall returned to its former tranquility.

Outside the mountain gate of the 'Changshan Sword Sect', thirty zhang away.

More than a dozen figures lined up, standing proudly in front of the century-old sect.

Pei Yuanshao, who had a rough face, urged: "Big brother, let's do it, the brothers are waiting." Pei Yuanshao is rough on the outside, but on the inside he is not as bold as he shows, and he has his own calculations.

Zhou Cang didn't reply, looked up at the hundred-year-old sect in front of him, and thought in his heart, how many sects are this? Now it is only his own words that can decide the fate of the survival of this sect.

He didn't get the slightest pleasure from it, because it wasn't what he was after, and it wasn't what he wanted. Are you really wrong when you embark on this path?

"Big brother!" Pei Yuanshao saw Zhou Cang's face full of compassion, and he was very impatient in his heart, and said loudly, "Have you forgotten your original intention?" Do extraordinary things, and use extraordinary means. If you want a world where there are no corrupt officials and corrupt officials, and the people are happy, what can you count as killing someone? Pei Yuanshao knew what Zhou Cang was like, so he used the ambition in his heart to bewitch him.

Zhou Cang was stunned, slowly closed his eyes, and said, "Let's do it." There was a sense of helplessness in his voice.

"Kill!" Receiving Zhou Cang's permission, Pei Yuanshao was immediately overjoyed, shouted loudly, and issued a slaughter order to kill and harvest.

Kill!!!

The shouting of killing started, thousands of people were mighty, and the sound shook the four fields! Breaking the silence of the night, the ferocious 'Behemoth' bared his sharp teeth.

"Amitabha, if you don't go to hell, who will go to hell." Among the more than a dozen figures behind Zhou Cang, a bald head with a Buddha bead hanging from his neck took the lead to stand up.

The weapon in Toutuo's hand is not a sword, not a Zen staff, or a convenient shovel. Instead, it was a bright silver spear with a faint electric glow, which looked very nondescript.

Pei Yuanshao nodded like Toutuo and said, "Lei Gong, there are quite a few masters in the 'Changshan Sword Sect', so I will hand it over to you and Bai Que and Yu to fight the first battle." ”

Lei Gongtoutuo said: "My Buddha is merciful, so the Sprinkle family will surpass them." After speaking, he flicked the long sleeves of his robe, jumped out with his gun, and the other two figures behind him followed closely behind.

The 'Changshan Sword Sect' wasted the advantage of Zhao Yun's early warning, and did not prepare a bow and crossbow. The defense was very weak, and the Yellow Turban bandits did not even use siege equipment such as logs and ladders, so they quickly broke into the door and smashed the Yellow Dragon.

The cold light flashed, and a disciple couldn't dodge, blood splashed, and he died on the spot. The bandits threw down their fallen bodies and rushed straight in, and more bandit figures swarmed up behind them.

The disciples of the Sword Sect were in a hurry, suffering countless casualties, and in the chaos, it seemed that they could not stop the fierce attack of the bandits.

"Block! Obstruct! Don't panic! As the No. 3 person of the 'Changshan Sword Sect', Lan Shu was in danger and commanded the disciples on the scene to defend against the attack, "Set up a formation!" 'Beiyue Tianfeng Array'! ”

When the disciples of the Changshan Sword Sect heard the voice of the third uncle Lan Shu, their hearts were suddenly settled, and more than three hundred people were divided into five shares, and they skillfully set up a formation. The formation of the 'Beiyue Tianfeng Array' turned into five sword curtains, and the bandits who attacked the gate fell to the ground one after another, successfully blocking the attack of the Yellow Turban bandits and temporarily stabilizing the scene.

But before Lan Shu could breathe a sigh of relief, a loud shout came in: "Amitabha, let the Buddha come and meet your rotten formation, drink!" ”

In the midst of the shouts, a bright silver spear that emitted thunder and lightning instantly turned into ten silver rays in the hands of a Toutuo, and slammed into a sword curtain closest to the gate.

Rumble! There was a loud explosion.

The disciples of the Sword Sect who formed the Sword Curtain flew upside down one after another, and although no one died, they all suffered internal injuries of varying depths.

Pedal Pedal Ped

Lei Gongtoutuo was also uncomfortable, his body was knocked away, and several unlucky bandits were killed along the way, before he stopped his body, his throat was sweet, and a mouthful of blood was swallowed by him before it rushed into his mouth.

Lei Gongtoutuo's expression suddenly became much more solemn, and he knew that he was careless.

Everything happened between lightning and fire, too quickly, and when Lan Shu reacted, it was too late to command people to go up to support.

The Yellow Turban bandits, led by the two figures, had already rushed to the injured Sword Sect disciple who had fallen to the ground, the sword was ruthless, and the red and gorgeous blood was swaying along with the stump and broken arm flying in the sky, which was unbearable to see.

The two figures were the 'White Sparrow' and Yu Poison who came behind Lei Gongtoutuo.

"No!!"

Witnessing the vivid faces on weekdays, he died tragically under the sword of the bandits at this time. The blue book was about to split, and he changed his indifferent demeanor in the past, and his eyes were red and he exhaled in pain.

The graceful 'White Sparrow' and the burly Yu Poison couldn't control so much, and Lan Shu, who had lost his mind, became the target of their attack at this time.

The snake has no head and can't do it, and they see the ability of Lan Shu to command the battle. Therefore, Lan Shu must not be allowed to come to his senses, and he must be killed before then.

The two glanced at each other and reached a consensus, and in an instant, the two figures jumped up at the same time, and the two swords and one sword glowed with cold light and took it from the blue book at the same time.

"Stop them! Protect the third uncle! ”

Seeing that the situation was not good, more than a dozen disciples raised their swords and went straight to the double swords in the hands of the 'White Sparrow' and the big knife frame in Yu Poison's hand.

"Don't!!" Seeing this, Lan Shu's heart suddenly became anxious, how could those dozen disciples be the opponents of those two masters, not to mention that there were hundreds of thieves who rushed up with those two masters.

The palm of the 'White Sparrow' flew up, and the cold light in his hand danced lightly, bringing up a blood mist, and the three Sword Sect disciples who could not be completely corpsed fell to the ground.

Not to be outdone, Yu Poison struck a horizontal arc, and the cold light brought up two terrifying heads, and blood spurted out from the corpse's neck.

"thief, I'll fight with you!" Lan Shu was furious, and he didn't care about his own safety, so he rushed forward, trying to snatch the remaining disciples who were still alive.

Lan Shu moved, and the other disciples were afraid that the safety of the third uncle would be lost, so they also followed closely. The 'Beiyue Tianfeng Array' that had been placed before was no longer formed, but it was self-defeating.

The scuffle was on the verge of breaking out again, and suddenly things started again.

"The third! I'm here to help! At this time, the 'Flame Dao Man' who came in a hurry saw that the situation was urgent, and he sped up his body again, and shouted, "Drink! The long sword in his hand rolled up a blazing sword wind, and went straight to Yu Poison, who was holding the knife.

Yu Poison Eye saw the situation, knew that it was a master, and did not dare to slack off, and used twelve successful forces to prevent the situation.

As one of the only two grandmaster realms of the 'Changshan Sword Sect', the 'Agni Dao Man' was already as hot as a fire, but at this time, he was angry again, and how could the power be taken over by Yu Poison who was in a hurry?

While!

Poof!

I saw that at the moment when the swords intersected, Yu Kuiwei's body flew upside down, a mouthful of thick blood spurted out, and the big knife in his hand was also broken, and there were still burn marks at the fracture.

At this time, Lan Shu also blocked the 'White Sparrow', and the two fought together, and then he had the strength to open his mouth and say excitedly: "Second Senior Brother, you came just in time, quickly kill this group of heavenly thieves and avenge the disciples!" ”

At this time, the 'Flame Dao Man' also saw the corpses of the disciples lying in a pool of blood, and he was even more angry.

"Lao Tzu killed you all!" Along with his words, a fiery sword Qi came out with anger, cutting through the space and approaching the 'White Sparrow', which was the first time in his life that he had broken the precept of not working with a woman.

'White Sparrow' knew that he was invincible, and his graceful figure hurriedly dodged and cleverly avoided it. However, this caused the six subordinates behind her to be cut in half before the situation was clear, and the dead could no longer die.

At this time, Lei Gongtoutuo, who had already recovered, came to the side of the 'White Sparrow', and at the same time saw Wang Kun and the others who had already arrived behind the 'Agni Dao Man'. Said: "Amitabha, this old guy is not easy to deal with, there are other masters behind him." The Sprinkle family has already asked Yu Poison to go to the second head to ask for instructions to send more manpower. ”

The beautiful face of the 'white finch' was as cold as frost at this time, like an iceberg beauty, and nodded to show that he understood.