Chapter Seventy-One: The Witch Gate's Move

When Yue Hong raised the copper hammer, Xiao Shi moved, suddenly pulled out his sword, as fast as lightning, and stabbed it towards Yue Hong's vest.

Everyone's eyes were focused on Xiao Shisan, and his actions were not discovered by anyone.

But killing people will always produce murderous energy.

Even if Xiao Shi hides it well, it will still reveal a faint killing intention.

"How daring!"

Yue Hong's strength is strong, he is extremely sensitive to the changes in his breath, sensing the killing machine behind him, his blood-red eyes are angry, but before he can turn around, he suddenly feels a pain in his heart.

The monstrous momentum disappeared in an instant.

"Poof!"

Yue Hong looked down and saw the blade piercing his chest, constantly lowering the red blood, and immediately spewed out a mouthful of blood mist, and the vitality in his eyes began to dissipate.

Although the Holy Realm powerhouse is strong, it is still a mortal body, and his heart is broken, even if the Great Luo Golden Immortal comes, it will not help.

"Who are you......"

Yue Hong didn't turn around, he had no strength.

"Xiao Shi!"

Xiao Shi said in a cold voice, the strength of the half-step Saint Realm exploded, and the powerful aura poured into Yue Hong's body along the blade, like thousands of sword qi, extremely sharp, shattering the fragile internal organs into blood foam.

"Xiao Shi, Xiao Shi ......"

"Xiao Thirteen, Xiao Thirteen......"

"Original...... You're all from the Shaw family......"

Another mouthful of blood spurted out, Yue Hong's dim eyes showed a look of sudden realization, and his voice gradually became smaller, like a mosquito and fly, his neck was crooked, and there was no life at all.

The three pillars of the Chu army, the left general Yue Hong, completed a magnificent life, died tragically on the battlefield, died in the sea of fire, and ended in a conspiracy.

"Father's ......"

Yue Peng saw Yue Hong being killed, his face was hideous, his eyes were bloody, and he went towards Xiao Shi.

His roar also woke up the rest of the generals, who were also angry, erupted in terror, and launched a fierce attack on Xiao Shi, which was earth-shattering.

"Haha......"

Xiao Shi didn't resist, let out a loud laugh, and calmly faced death.

In just an instant, he was hit by several attacks, exploding into a cloud of blood mist, leaving no bones left, only laughter that had not yet dissipated, remaining in the world, as if taunting everyone present.

"You're also an accomplice, die!"

A general looked at Xiao Shisan, and directly suppressed it, the sword qi attacked, the blood column gushed, and a head flew up, fell in the Jing River, and was swept away by a huge wave.

"Father's ......"

Yue Peng grabbed Yue Hong's body, his face was full of sadness, his expression was as if he was collapsing, unwilling to accept the reality, how could that man who stood up to the sky and the earth die?

He had won the command of the three armies.

He once burned in the plain, a pair of copper hammers, and killed all enemies.

He is regarded as the military god of the Chu State, how could he die in humiliation here?

"Major General, let's go!"

A Saint Realm martial artist hurriedly said, grabbed Yue Peng, turned into a streamer, and broke through the air, while another Saint Realm martial artist took Yue Hong's body and followed closely.

The rest of the innate martial arts generals fled in a hurry, their spiritual energy gathered at their feet, stepped on the river, and quickly withdrew from the battlefield.

As for the 300,000 troops, they had no time to take care of them.

If they were on land, they might not have fled, but stayed behind to command the battle.

But what is the use of them staying on the surface of the waters that have been reduced to a sea of fire?

Fire and water are merciless!

How many new corpses have been added?

"Kill!"

Xiao Tengge's face was indifferent, his body soared, a sword broke through the air, the brilliant sword qi was dazzling, indestructible, and the moment it fell, the sea of fire seemed to be divided into two.

The Jing River exploded, bursting out of columns of water, and the scene was spectacular.

But this is undoubtedly bad news for the generals of the imperial court, more than a dozen innate martial arts generals were affected, fell into the water, and did not know whether they were alive or dead.

The two Saint Realm generals gritted their teeth, their blood boiled, they frantically urged their aura, and they walked in the air, and in a few breaths, they disappeared at the end of the night.

Xiao Tengge did not chase and kill, holding the long sword high, like the river and the sea rolling, in an instant, thousands of sword rays, illuminating the entire long sky, stabbed towards the water.

Every sword qi, as if it had eyes, hit the fleeing general.

The other side.

The four elders of the Xiao clan led the army and moved to both sides, forming an encirclement to block this section of water, the war drums sounded, the void shook, and the killing opportunities were infinite.

The turbid Jing River water, stained red with blood, corpses, washed downstream by the current, half of the sky is red, from a distance, it looks like the sun of nine days, falling in the river water.

After a few hours, the light of the fire weakened, the screams dissipated, and the water of the Jing River continued to flow, day and night, as if the great battle that had taken place last night did not exist.

"Chuan Ben will order, attack Wu County!"

Xiao Tengge stood on the handsome boat, full of spirit, his eyes looked into the distance, ambitious, this territory, he wanted to conquer.

The 400,000 army rushed towards Wujun, stretching for dozens of miles, hunting with flags, covering the sky and the sun!

............

Witch Gate.

Because of the order of the witch god, all the high-ranking people gathered together, and even the few elders who were in retreat were forcibly awakened and participated in this council with full doubts.

The sect is not a court, and there is a court meeting every day to discuss state affairs, but it is only held once every long time.

In Wumen, there are several elders on duty who are responsible for managing the affairs of the sect, and the rest are more comfortable, either in retreat or traveling to the mainland......

But as long as the suzerain's order is issued, all elders and deacons, no matter how busy, must be present.

"The door master, the envoy of the imperial court, his subordinates have been delaying for three days, do you need to reply?"

Three elders Liu Sheng hugged his fists, and three days ago, the envoy of the king of Chu arrived and asked for the witch god in front of him, and he dragged it on until now for the reason of retreat.

But it is not a long-term solution to keep procrastinating.

Just this morning, the envoy of the king of Chu said that before the sun went down, he must wait for a reply, otherwise he would return to Danyang City.

"No need to reply!"

The witch god's face was flat, his withered body was full of sharp momentum, he held the scepter in his right hand, and said with a smile: "There is a battle report from Jingjun, the imperial army is defeated, the left general Yue Hong is dead, and the Xiao family has led an army of 400,000 to attack Wujun." ”

The third elder, Liu Sheng, saluted and retreated to his place.

When many elders heard this, they whispered, and their faces were surprised, flat, or indifferent.

"The four major legions of the imperial court, the general Xiao Tengge rebelled, the right general resisted the Qin State in Qin County, and the left general was wiped out, leaving only the Praetorian Guard army to mobilize, which is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for Wumen. ”

After the witch god finished speaking, he slowly stood up, and an indescribable aura erupted, and all the elders and deacons felt suffocating pressure.

Soon, this breath rushed out of the main hall, enveloping the entire Wushan, and tens of thousands of Wumen disciples raised their heads, put down the things in their hands, and knelt respectfully, with adoration on their faces.

In the witch gate, the witch god is the only master.

"The war in Chu is continuous, the wolf smoke is everywhere, the Xiong royal family cannot suppress the rebellion and govern the country, today, the Wumen will do the right thing for the heavens and clear the ...... of the universe"

The loud voice of the witch god was like a thunderbolt, echoing in everyone's ears.

The crowd held their breath and listened.

"Order, the disciples of the Protector Sect will go down the mountain and take control of Wujun!"

The witch god commanded.

"Yes!"

The eight thousand disciples of the Protector Sect received the order, gathered together, and under the leadership of the three Saint Realm Elders, they flew down the mountain, with a terrifying murderous aura, as if they wanted to kill all the living beings in the world.