Shangguan Qinghong frowned, and almost immediately fell into an unprecedented problem!

He pondered for a long time, his face changed, but after all, he let out a long sigh and asked Yi Fuping for help: "Senior Elder B, this is a matter of great difficulty, if you are in my position, how will you choose?"

"Master Leader, this is a matter of great difficulty, no matter who is afraid, it is impossible to make a decision easily!"

Yifu said with a heavy face: "But if I am in your position, then with my straightforward temperament, I will never be willing to be a pawn controlled by others, for the sake of the Divine Domain Human Race Sect, especially the Shui Jinghua's merit book, I will destroy the foundation entrusted by my ancestors for thousands of years, which cannot be done in the next commission!"

After Shangguan Qinghong heard this, his face was also complicated and abnormal, and he said in a deep voice: "Great Elder, I don't understand what you mean, but although Qinghong is the head of the Donglan Sword Sect, I am also a member of the human race!"

"That's right, now that Shui Jinghua deliberately put me to death because of the infighting in the Shenshui Palace, and even sent my Donglan Sect as a substitute for the dead!"

He smiled bitterly and said, "I believe that as long as you are not a fool, you will make the same choice as you and protect the Donglan Sword Sect first, but there is still a firm belief in Qinghong's heart!"

Shangguan Qinghong said this, his eyes suddenly made a lot of determination, and said loudly: "Although we are martial cultivators, we also belong to the human race, and now it is a clan war between the human race and the spirit beast race, we are all fighting on behalf of the human race, and we don't mention the dirty things that are left behind, as long as we retreat one step, the safety of our human race and many people in our country will suffer an unprecedented bloody slaughter, as one of the three major cultivation realms of the red country, how can we bear it!"

Yi Fuping and many of the elders and deacons of the Donglan Sword Sect also looked a lot solemn when they heard Shangguan Qinghong's surging words!

Yes, many monks of the Donglan Sword Sect can retreat, maybe they can save more than half of their lives, and there is even the possibility of a comeback in the future!

But where can the entire Red Country and even the people of the entire Terran Race retreat to? If everyone is cowardly and cowardly, then the next end will be the complete destruction of the Terran Race!

Shangguan Qinghong's eyes closed, and he opened his eyes again, his expression was unusually firm, and he had obviously made a final decision.

He stepped forward with his head held high, his right palm grasped the void beside him, only to hear a clanging and crisp sound, and a snow-white frost sword had appeared directly in his hand, and at the same time shouted:

"Humanity is always changing, and the way of heaven will always exist! We swear to fight to the death today, not for anything else, but for the sake of the people of the world, for the sake of giving birth to and raising parents, compatriots and brothers, for them, we will never die and never regret it!"

His voice was like a morning bell, resounding in the hearts of all the disciples of the Donglan Sword Sect, and every word he said seemed to explode in everyone's hearts, and all the hesitant and timid thoughts and thoughts instantly turned into boiling blood!

"Everyone is in the same door, now follow me and die generously!" Shangguan Qinghong's voice did not fall, and he was the first to fly out!

The faces of many Donglan Sword Cultivators all showed an extremely excited expression, and it was only in this that they truly comprehended the spirit of the Donglan Sword Sect and the determination to take charge of the sect!

"Roar!"

The sound of prestige shouted, and countless long howling sounds suddenly spread out in this open area, and one after another the breath of life force fluctuated and rose to the sky, supplemented by more than a thousand swords that were as bright as practicing to break through the sheath and strike, and the figures of nearly a thousand swords were like swift arrows, exuding an extremely dazzling brilliance.

In front of the spirit beast army, the eyes of all the soldiers were suddenly a little scattered.

The Terran Cultivator Sect actually attacked the Cinnabar Group, and more than 1,000 people struck at one person together! What a thrilling scene this was!

"Is the final battle finally begin?

Bai Shan's eyes stared at this battlefield with some excitement, but his mouth was full of excitement, and he seemed to be infected by this magnificent scene.

A spirit beast general on the side saw him so excited, and he was also puzzled: "Master Strategist, they are now besieging Lord General, do you think we should immediately go out to help Lord General?"

"What can we help? It's a big joke, we just rush out like this, and then not only will we not be able to help him, but we will also disrupt the whole plan!"

Bai Shan immediately refuted the spirit beast general's suggestion, and at the same time, the corners of his mouth lifted a sneer and said, "If even a mere Donglan Sword Sect can't deal with it, isn't our Lord General and his mid-stage spiritual cultivation in vain and unworthy of his name?"

He slowly turned his head and smiled strangely at the many spirit beast soldiers behind him: "Don't worry, you still have to prepare more rope cages, I believe that in the near future, the trade will continue to flourish!"

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A trace of shock floated in Cinnabar's heart!

At the same time, he faced the "six weirdos" of the Donglan Sword Sect's cabinet, "Among them, there were many of his own fellow teachers, although it was a little tricky to deal with, but it didn't make him feel any fear!"

He already has absolute confidence and certainty in his heart, and if he wants to completely solve the "six weirdos" in front of him, he can easily do it with just one pillar of incense!

He slapped the "Hedong Lion" Liu Yuehong, and directly knocked the old man Su Tong into a coma, so that in the face of the remaining four people, there was naturally an indescribable feeling of relief and relaxation!

After repeatedly bombarding with himself, Heita Cui San is already at the end of the crossbow at this time, and if he wants to recover his strength and put it right with himself, he must rest for at least ten days and half a month!

The oppressive feelings brought by the remaining "madman" Shen Lang, the red-haired "Sword Maniac" and "Changtian One Sword" Xian Yutong and others were also swept away.

Just as his state of mind was relaxed, and he was about to knock down the remaining few people one by one with ease, but he didn't realize that there was a violent fluctuation in his spiritual perception, and Huo Ran found that nearly a thousand Donglan Sword cultivators had swept over the sky!

Did these guys actually start a decisive battle in advance? And looking at their fearless appearance, it is clear that they have reached a consensus that they will exchange their blood for my life?

Cinnabar had a flash in his heart, and he had thoroughly understood the fact that if the entire Donglan Sword Sect reached a consensus, he would definitely sacrifice his life and forget his life to fight with himself!

Although Cinnabar will not worry about how much damage they can cause to themselves, but the number of people on the other side is dense, and the momentum formed is also quite amazing, so naturally it should not be underestimated, and it should be dealt with carefully!

In that case, I'll take the lead and deal with the remaining four weirdos in front of me first!

He made up his mind, and he couldn't help but snort coldly in his mouth, and with a kick of his footsteps, his body had already burst out towards the remaining four people in front of him.

castration is fast, like a predatory cheetah, a tiger descending the mountain, and almost in an instant, he has rushed to the front of the "madman" Shen Lang.

He stretched out his arms straight, his palms and ten fingers were stretched out in front of Shen Lang, a raging fire rose in one hand, and the other hand was as white as ice, and he even broke out in his mouth:

"Ice and Fire!"

The wave of his arms was like a bamboo, as if even the air around him had been cut through, and there was a sharp and crisp popping sound.