It wasn't until the person completely disappeared that Mo Wentian withdrew his gaze and put away the city lord's order in his hand.

At this time, Cambrian, who was not far away, finally couldn't help but wonder in his heart, and flew over and asked, "Sect Master, why did you let that person go, with the strength of the five of us, we can still keep him!" ”

"Yes! Let the other party go this time, and the other party will definitely hinder our next actions! ”

……

As Cambrian spoke, the other three elders also spoke.

Feeling the incomprehension and blame in the eyes of the four people, Mo Wentian said lightly: "If a late-stage Grandmaster martial artist breaks out with all his strength regardless of life and death, who of you is confident that he can stop it?" ”

"Or that you are ready to sacrifice for the sect, but this is only the beginning; If there is a Grandmaster Martial Artist who is damaged here, not to mention that it will have an impact on the follow-up action, it will also be a great loss to my Tianhe Sword Sect! ”

"I don't want that to happen, you know?"

"Sect Master Xie reminds us that we are reckless!"

The Cambrian four looked guilty and apologized.

Seeing this, Mo Wentian's serious face softened slightly, and he opened his mouth to explain.

"As the Sect Master, I know more than you; This time, in addition to the inevitable war, the most important thing we have to do is to get the order of the city lord. ”

"This is what the city lord of Nanshan City means, so you can rest assured."

That's what the adults meant!

After hearing the sect master's explanation, the four elders of the Tianhe Sword Sect and the worshippers immediately breathed a sigh of relief, and their frowning brows returned to normal.

Then, they talked here for a while, and then flew directly towards Wucheng.

……

Under the command of Mo Wentian, the army of the 100,000 Tianhe Sword Sect quickly took the Wucheng of Su Province by virtue of the Feiyun Chariot and the power of the "Ten Thousand Swords Together".

Because of the order of the city lord, after occupying Wucheng that day, the army only stayed for one night.

The next day, they went straight to Longcheng in the southeast.

Longcheng is also a grandmaster late martial artist serving as the city lord.

As soon as the Tianhe Sword sent an army to the outside of Longcheng, in order to quickly end the battle, Mo Wentian directly united with Cambrian and other four elders and worshippers to attack together in order to quickly end the battle.

And as soon as they made a move, they directly burst out with all their strength.

The city lord of Longcheng was naturally defeated by the five of them, so he had no choice but to hand over the city lord's order, abandon Longcheng and flee directly.

In the end, the entire Longcheng was self-defeating.

After all, even the city lord was defeated and fled, and some family forces in the city did not dare to continue to resist even if they were unwilling, and it was better to obediently choose to surrender to preserve the strength of the family.

The Tianhe Sword Sect army successfully took over Longcheng.

……

Two days passed.

Just as Mo Wentian led an army of 100,000 to the Loess City on the northwest border of Su Province, the two city lords who had been Wucheng and Longcheng were in the Loess City.

The City Lord's Mansion of Loess City.

Looking at the white-haired old man who was cultivating cross-legged in front of the Zhencheng monument, Su Dong and the city lord of Longcheng bowed slightly, their faces were worried, and they didn't even dare to breathe, for fear of disturbing each other.

After a long while, with the flash of sword light, the white-haired old man finished his cultivation and opened his eyes.

He looked at the two people waiting in front of him, and said lightly: "What's the matter?" ”

"Big ...... My lord, there are unknown forces invading Su Province, and my Wucheng and Brother Zhou Kang's Longcheng are all occupied, and I hope that my lord will help! Su Dong opened his mouth and asked.

"How strong?"

"Two grandmasters in the middle stage, three grandmasters in the late stage, the number of troops is about 100,000, and the other party will have a means of controlling the long-range attack of the long sword and an energy attack type weapon!"

Well?

When he heard Su Dong mention the long sword attack and the mysterious weapon, the bright light in the eyes of the white-haired old man who had never cared about it suddenly flashed, and Gujing Wubo's face showed a look of interest.

He glanced at the two of them and said lightly: "The city lord's order has also been lost, right?" ”

Su Dong and Zhou Kang on the side trembled, thinking that the white-haired old man would be held responsible, and his heart beat violently with a direct and uncontrollable "dong dong".

But the imaginary punishment did not come.

The white-haired old man didn't care about the thoughts in the hearts of the two, waved his hand and said, "I don't blame you for this, it's just that I have been silent for so long that some people think that Su Province is a tiger that has lost its teeth!" ”

"It's just five grandmasters, the two of you go to Liao Ke and let them accompany the two of you on a trip."

"Remember, after you solve the person, bring me the information about the other party's forces as well."

"Lord Xie, the two of us will live up to the trust of adults!"

Hearing the white-haired old man's words, Su Dong and Zhou Kang's faces were overjoyed, and after thanking them, they couldn't wait to get up and leave here to find the Liao Ke in the other party's mouth.

After the person leaves.

Thinking of the scene described by the other party just now, the white-haired old man couldn't help but mutter, "Another sword martial art?" Hope you don't let me down! ”

Instantly, he closed his eyes again.

……

April 27, 2nd year of the new era, 10 o'clock in the morning.

After nearly five days of fighting and rushing, the 100,000 troops of the Tianhe Sword Sect only lost 10,000 people, and basically all of them died in the battle of Wucheng.

In the battle of Longcheng, there were almost no losses.

Now that they were on their way, they had passed through Wucheng again, and it was only an afternoon's journey from Loess City to the northwest.

It's just that just as the army continued to march, the faces of the four elders and worshippers, including Mo Wentian and Cambrian, who were sitting in the Feiyun Chariot Army Formation guarded by 10,000 disciples, suddenly changed.

Among them, Mo Wentian shouted even more: "Stop! Prepare for battle! ”

Swish! Swish! Swish!

After a few days of running-in, the 100,000-strong army had been able to reach the basic order and prohibition, and as soon as they heard the loud shouts, they stopped in an instant.

Among them, the warriors in charge of defense even held their shields high, showing a look of vigilance.

However, before everyone was ready, with the sound of "Xiu", "Xiu", "Xiu", "Xiu", and "Xiu", three figures in the distance flashed in mid-air, and one phantom shadow came quickly.

As soon as they appeared in the sky above the army, the three of them instantly waved their palms down.

Two palms slapped at the 100,000 troops on the periphery, and one palm slapped directly in the direction of the Feiyun chariot.

The terrifying vitality fluctuated violently, quickly condensing into a palm that covered the sky, and was left with bursts of piercing air explosions, and the preparations made in the outer 100,000 troops did not play any role at all.

Bang!

With a deafening loud sound, two of the palms that covered the sky directly slapped a large number of soldiers to death, and the blood gathered into a river into a huge pit formed on the ground.

The thick smell of blood quickly spread through the air.

It wasn't until this moment that the terrible screams suddenly spread.

And Mo Wentian, who was sitting in the Feiyun chariot, saw this scene, his face was extremely gloomy, and the other party had killed at least a few thousand of his soldiers under his two palms.

Moreover, the other party even wanted to destroy the Feiyun Chariot.

"How daring!"

Thinking of this, Mo Wentian finally couldn't help but roar angrily, and flew up and rushed towards the giant palm that was slapped quickly.

(End of chapter)