The Supreme Elder of the Flame Sect stepped forward, and the morale of the Flame Sect on the verge of collapse was boosted. The disciples of the Flame Sect also vaguely knew that they had hidden powers, and now they finally saw it. The appearance of the five Supreme Elders rekindled the fighting spirit of the Flame Sect, and many people believed that the Ming army under the mountain was not their enemy at all.

A head-on battle will be inevitable, and no matter what happens, the Flame Sect will be a great loss of vitality. It is likely to be coveted by other sects, and even fall off the altar.

Once there is a head-on conflict with the Ming army, and the masters of their own side are pinned, they will face thousands of strong bows, and even soldiers and soldiers, different disciples, and even innate masters, will suffer huge losses. This is something that the five old guys can't tolerate, and the transcendent status of the Flame Sect must not be shaken.

The five old guys got together, thought about it for a long time, and finally came up with a plan that they thought was a good plan - to assassinate the opposing coach. This group of people has spent time in intrigue and has never fought much, but it doesn't mean that they don't have strategic vision.

In the entire army, there are four or five who are more powerful than Zhao Wenrong, which shows that there are at least four or five high-level people in the Ming army, and there should be no fewer other low-level people in the metamorphosis period of the reasoning school.

What's even more hateful is that among the Ming army, there is also a Yuwen Chengdu. When Zhao Wenrong said that they couldn't resist it, they sent a Supreme Elder out at random, but they were seriously injured in a few rounds and almost had no chance to come back. It seems that it should be the cultivation of the Great Perfection of the Mortal Period. It's a line higher than the most powerful among them, and it's okay to work hard.

Although the five of them are all high-level masters in the Mortal Transformation Stage, if they face such an army, it is estimated that it will be difficult to come back. It may be a bit suspenseful to deal with so many masters, but it should be easy to deal with the coach.

The commander of the Ming army is said to have never made a move, and has been shrinking in the commander's camp and has not come out. But it is undeniable that this bastard has a very high strategic vision, and Zhao Wenrong has made several layouts, all of which have been successful. This can also be understood as the opposing coach's strategic vision is very strong, but his skills are not very high. At least under the attack of the Flame Sect, there is no power to protect himself, otherwise, he would have come out a long time ago, this is all a battle feat.

After intensive discussion, the five of them felt more and more feasible. Army wars are different from vendettas, and once the army commander dies, the morale of the army will inevitably be in turmoil. Even if there is a general like Yuwen Chengdu in the Ming army, it is difficult to stabilize the morale of the army. When the time comes, the Flame Sect's side will attack together, otherwise they will have a chance to gather the hearts of the army, and they will definitely be able to fight in one battle.

"Hmm!" The five people, including the injured number who had suffered in Yuwen Chengdu's hands, unconsciously wiped their beards and nodded with satisfaction. Such a plan is too empty, there is no specific action plan, no one answers, and even the specific location of the manager is not known. But in the eyes of these five old men, it couldn't be more perfect.

That night, the moon was scarce. In the camp of the Ming army, the soldiers patrolled nervously, searching for possible strangers. They were facing the Flame Sect with countless masters, and if it was someone attacking the camp, standing guard, or patrolling, it would be the first to bear the brunt.

"Uh-huh!" There was a slight thud, and a patrolman who had fallen behind was dragged behind. A look of horror appeared on his face, but he couldn't cry out at all. When the hand around his neck relaxed, the soldier immediately gasped for air.

After carefully observing his current situation, the five old men in front of him, who looked harmless, stared at him directly. The soldiers didn't know the specific identities of these five people, but eighty percent of them were masters of the Flame Sect. The soldier is now in pain in his heart, "pray every day that they don't come, and even if they come, don't look for me, why doesn't it work?"

These five old men were also unlucky enough, and after making a plan, they would come that night. Walking along the barracks, I was dumbfounded. The military tent stretched for miles, and that was the military tent of the Chinese army. If you look for them one by one, if you are not careful, people will find out.

I had no choice but to grab a small soldier and ask. These five old men stared directly at the soldiers, and the murderous aura in their eyes was overflowing. "You don't have to be afraid, just tell us where your boss is, and I'll let you go!"

"Boss, what do you want to do?" The soldier immediately thought of what these people wanted to do, and then snorted, "How can we ordinary soldiers know where the commander's camp is and let you down!" ”

"Sixth, is what he said true?"

"Of course not!" An old man next to him leaned in and put a piece of vitality in and out of the soldier's body. Suddenly, the soldier felt sore, numb, swollen and painful, as if an ant had penetrated into the bone marrow, and he wanted to dismantle his body. It was so uncomfortable, but he couldn't speak, and he couldn't shout twice if he wanted to.

Ordinary soldiers, and even generals in general, do not know where the commander will appear. I have to say, these people are really lucky. Grab a soldier casually, and you just happen to know. Of course, in their eyes, God helps me.

The old man put his hand on the soldier, and suddenly the feeling on the soldier was gone, and the old man smiled slightly, "How is it, do you remember something?" ”

The soldier gasped and looked at several old men with a look of fear, the scene just now, he was killed and didn't want to experience it again, "I said, the commander's camp is there." I also saw the manager by accident, and I only found out. ”

"Sixth, is what he said true?"

"Senior brother, don't worry, what he said should be right!"

"Okay, let's go!" After a few people finished speaking, they quickly left, and a few figures flashed and disappeared. As for the hapless sergeant, he was long gone.

The commander of the battalion, even though he knew that this battle would be won, Xu Rong did not dare to relax at all. Facing the sect of the Flame Sect, various situations are studied. It wasn't difficult to defeat the Flame Sect, and he might be enough alone. But Liu Yu was still counting on taking these Flame Sect disciples for his own use. If you want to wipe out all the disciples of the Flame Sect, or even take them for your own use, you must make them afraid, defeat their arrogance, and the casualties are not too large, then it will be a little difficult.

Just as Xu Rong was frowning and thinking about a way, the five unlucky Supreme Elders of the Flame Sect had already arrived outside the tent gate. Martial artists are very sensitive to the qi around them, and the higher their skills, the more sensitive they are. Xu Rong in the tent felt the strange aura outside, but the elders of the Flame Sect only felt a faint uneasiness.

But at this point, it was not easy to retreat, and three of the five men rushed into the tent, and two were outside. If there is an emergency, you can delay it by the way.

Entering the camp tent, the old man at the head asked with a proud face, "You are Xu Rong, the commander of the Ming army?" ”

"It's Ben Shuai, who are you, aren't you the killer of the Flame Sect?" Regarding the arrival of several people, Xu Rong did not feel dangerous at all, but felt a little happy. I was worried that I couldn't find the true high-level of the Flame Sect, so I sent it to the door myself.

"If it's you, then you will die!" The old man at the head saw that Xu Rong admitted it and didn't talk nonsense, so he immediately moved. Don't dare to use too ostentatious moves, for fear of attracting others. But don't think that if there is little movement, the power will be small. At their level, no matter how bad the moves are, the power is not much smaller.

With a flat palm, there was no wind in the tent, and the faint aura surrounding the old man's hand emitted the light of death. It seems to be surrounded by a thin layer of aura, but in fact, it contains this great power. This palm must not be slapped into slag.

Xu Rong, the general of the Ming army, was as if he was stupid, and stayed there in a daze, without any move. The corners of the old man's mouth were slightly upturned, with his skill in the perfection of the mortal stage, this palm was real, and he would inevitably kill this unlucky coach on the spot.

"Smack!" There was a small sound, a faint sound made when the palm of the hand hit the armor. The old man looked up at Xu Rong stupidly, only to see that there was nothing wrong with them, and smiled at him. In an instant, the old man understood that it was not that people didn't make a move, but that they were too skilled and embarrassed to bully others. There is nothing to do with his palm, and this realm must at least be extraordinary.

"Run!" This thought flashed through the minds of several people in an instant. But before they could move, they felt that they were firmly stared at by the predicted momentum, let alone escape, even if they moved, it seemed a little difficult.

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