Wan Heyu gave this order, and suddenly the countless subordinates under him all attacked like they didn't want to die.

The original elegant manor smelled of blood everywhere.

Listening to the sound of shouting and killing outside, in the mourning hall, Lin Xiaofeng's group of people sat quietly.

With so many people fighting, Lin Xiaofeng couldn't help anything.

"It's not a way to wait like this." Lin Xiaofeng frowned slightly and asked, "Do we still have hope of turning the tables around?" ”

"Difficult." Pang Chen shook his head, he glanced at Xiang Zhu and He Bo: "In fact, as long as we find a way to solve Wan Heyu, it's okay, but ......"

He didn't say the rest of the story.

He should have wanted to complain about this time, but Xiang Zhu and He Bo were still unwilling to kill Wan Heyu.

Xiang Zhu didn't want to explain this.

He Bo on the side said: "Everyone also knows that once Wan Heyu dies, with the names of the young lady and the young master, he can't suppress the people below, alas." ”

"We're just going to die here?" The yellow fat man asked a little speechlessly.

Elder Niu nodded: "Although I also really want to slaughter the eight calves of Wanhe Jade King, but what Uncle He said is also the truth, it is really a headache." ”

In this way, after about half an hour, everyone sat in the mourning hall and did not move.

At this time, there were less than two hundred white-robed men guarding the manor.

Everyone was covered in blood and scarred.

Now, Wan Heyu did not continue to start the onslaught, but let the people below suspend the offensive.

And he came to more than two hundred people.

Wan Heyu is also wearing a white robe, although he is old, his heroic spirit has not diminished in the slightest.

Coupled with the more than 2,000 white-robed subordinates behind him, there is really a sense of self-esteem.

But there was a strong uneasiness between his eyebrows.

"Let Her Highness the Holy Maiden and the young master come out." Wan Heyu said lightly to the remaining two hundred people: "You are the most powerful warriors of the Holy Sect, and you should not die here." ”

"I don't want to storm the Holy Lord's mourning hall, so it's better for the two of them to come out and confess their sins." Wanhe Jade Road.

His words did not make the more than two hundred white-robed people retreat in the slightest, and no one said a word, looking at death as if they were at home.

"Why do you bother?"

Although they were enemies, Wan Heyu's heart also raised a sense of reverence for these two hundred people.

He said loudly: "Your Highness the Holy Maiden, it has come to this point, are you still going to continue to be a turtle with a shrunken head, and let these two hundred people die here in vain?" ”

Naturally, the sound reached the mourning hall.

Xiang Zhu was already observing the situation outside, and stood up with a sigh at this time.

He Bo hurriedly stopped in front of her: "Miss, it's not yet to the point of exhaustion, we still have a fight!" ”

"What's the point of fighting?" Xiang Zhu shook his head.

He Bo said: "This is the Holy Lord's mourning hall, and with a few courages from Wan Heyu, he will not dare to disturb the mourning hall." ”

"It's all come to this point, Wan Heyu still doesn't dare to break into this mourning hall?" Lin Xiaofeng stood up and said with a serious face: "I'll just accompany Xiang Zhu out, as for you, break through from behind." ”

"Xiaofeng." The fat man looked at Lin Xiaofeng.

"Needless to say." Lin Xiaofeng shook his head slightly: "Xiang Zhu and I stay, as for you, there is no need to die here." ”

Qing Shui silently stood behind Lin Xiaofeng, wanting to follow.

"What are you doing with me?" Lin Xiaofeng looked at Qing Shui, who was expressionless: "There's no need to send you to death with me." ”

Qing Shui shook his head slightly: "It's not to die, with their skills, they can't kill me." ”

"I'm also with you, isn't it just death, what's the matter, we have a companion on the Huangquan Road."

Huang Fatzi also came behind Lin Xiaofeng, and He Bo and some loyal ministers of the Holy Lord naturally didn't need to say much, they all came behind Xiang Xu, and they didn't have the slightest intention of leaving.

Pang Chen looked left and right, and followed hard.

There is no way, everyone has to go out to 'send them to death', he wants to escape alone, it is estimated that it is useless, it is better to go out with him and die a little backbone.

A group of people walked out of the mourning hall in a mighty manner, more than two hundred white-robed people moved out of the way to both sides, and Xiang Zhu and Lin Xiaofeng came to the front of the battle side by side.

Wan Heyu looked at so many people walking out not far away, and his face was a little surprised.

Although he was also accompanied by a group of elders to protect the Fa, if he was forced to this step of Xiang Xu, I am afraid that the group of people around him would either rebel against the enemy or flee.

"Your Highness the Holy Maiden, Young Master, the two of you imprisoned the Holy Lord privately, causing the Holy Lord to pass away, can you be guilty?" Wan Heyu looked at the two of them coldly.

Either way, they can't be allowed to live today.

As long as they are killed, the Holy Sect will fall into their own hands.

"What's the trouble of wanting to add sin?" Lin Xiaofeng said, "Isn't Deputy Sect Master Wan just coveting the throne of the Holy Lord? If you want to grab it openly, do you have to find an excuse? ”

"Nonsense." Wan Heyu snorted coldly.

Lin Xiaofeng said: "Why is it nonsense, Xiang Zhu is the daughter of the Holy Lord, how can he murder his father?" I am a disciple of the Holy Lord, how can I harm my own master? ”

"You two covet the throne of the Holy Lord!"

Lin Xiaofeng couldn't help but laugh and said, "Deputy Sect Leader Wan, are you old and confused?" The two of us are the heirs of the Holy Lord, so how can we harm the Holy Lord? ”

Wan Heyu's face was extremely ugly, and he said that the two of them had made up their own blind way to imprison the Holy Lord.

What is fake is fake, it can't stand scrutiny, and a few words will reveal the original form of the fake.

"It's useless to talk too much, kill them all for me!" Wan Heyu shouted loudly.

"Yes!"

The people below listened to the order, and some white-robed people with long knives in their hands rushed towards Lin Xiaofeng's side.

There were two thousand of these white-robed men, more than ten times more than on their side.

Lin Xiaofeng and Xiang Zhu held each other's hands tightly, without the slightest intention of retreating.

"That's enough."

Suddenly, an old man's soft sigh sounded.

It didn't sound like much, but everyone in the manor heard it very well.

When Wan Heyu heard this voice, he was shocked, and his face showed an incredible look.

is also incredible, as well as Xiang Xu, He Bo, Lin Xiaofeng and others.

However, in addition to the incredulity, Wan Heyu's face was also a little afraid.

But Lin Xiaofeng had a look of surprise on their faces.

Huang Fatzi, Pang Chen, and the two of them, but they are a little unclear.

At this time, an old man in a white robe was standing on the roof behind Xiang Xu.

He put his hands behind his back, his eyes looked at the battlefield below, his white robe fluttering in the wind, and the bright moonlight shining on his face, allowing everyone to see his appearance clearly.

It's the Holy Lord. ,