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After listening to Fan Tiansheng's intermittent narration, Liu Lang finally understood that the Datong world described by Teng Jiaming, the Datong world without disputes, was just a pie drawn.

Although the Ten Thousand Realms Mountains are all people who came to the Kunlun Realm from the Yang Realm, and they are all mainly cultivating True Qi, after all these years of evolution, the Ten Thousand Realms Mountains are divided into two factions.

One faction is the idealistic faction headed by Teng Jiaming's master, which pursues the avenue and harmony.

However, the other faction is Master Fan Tiansheng's faction, the realism faction.

With the passage of time, Wanjie Mountain has become a thorn in the side of many people in the Kunlun Realm, and it is incompatible with the entire Kunlun Realm.

Because of this, some forces in the shadows will always look for opportunities to suppress Wanjie Mountain.

Even if a person like Teng Jiaming comes out to practice, he must be careful so as not to die unexpectedly.

And in this process, the faith in the hearts of many people began to waver, and they began to secretly serve the people of the Kunlun realm in order to seek refuge and even cooperate.

Some of these people took the opportunity to come out to experience and never returned to Wanjie Mountain, and some were captured by the people of Kunlun Realm, and they couldn't stand the torture and torture, and finally chose to submit.

People like Fan Tiansheng belong to the latter category.

Back then, Fan Tiansheng came out to practice in the name of Wanjie Mountain, but he didn't expect to be caught by the sword cloth of Yuzhou City.

Since then, Fan Tiansheng has been submissive to Jian Buyi and has become a loyal lackey of Jian Buyi.

After listening to Fan Tiansheng's story, Liu Lang glanced at him with compassion and said lightly: "Hey, brother, I thought you were a hard bone and wanted to let you go, but I didn't expect that you are also a soft bone." ”

Fan Tiansheng was shocked when he heard this: "No, no, no, as the so-called person who knows the times is Junjie, how can that kind of great harmony be realized?" My lord, if you were in my place at that time, you would definitely choose the same as me. ”

Liu Lang shook his head, and with a brush, he pulled out the immortal slash and cut off Fan Tiansheng's neck.

Fan Tiansheng stared at Liu Lang in a daze, his eyes full of unwillingness and doubt.

Liu Lang also stared at Fan Tiansheng, and said quietly: "The most hated thing in my life is a traitor, many people have ideals that are already commendable, why don't you believe that this ideal will be completed?" ”

Inexplicably, his heart was sour, and he turned around, but said to himself in his heart: "With me Liu Lang here, whether it is the Kunlun realm or the Netherworld, one day, there will be no more wars with different cultivation methods, and there will be no more wanton slaughter!" ”

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"Report ...... Newspaper report report! Oh no, Lord Mao Shuai, defeated and defeated! ”

Eight hundred miles northeast of Liuhe City, in the military camp with the banner of Yuzhou City, a spy ran into the tent of the Chinese military camp in a panic, and fell to his knees, trembling all over.

In the tent, a fat-headed and big-eared fellow was sitting cross-legged on the ground, closing his eyes and recuperating.

Hearing the panicked voice of the spy, Mao Dong slowly opened his eyes, his eyes full of dissatisfaction: "What news is so panicked?" ”

The spy trembled and said: "My lord, the big thing is not good, the eight-city coalition army has all been defeated, and one of the second marshals of Yuzhou City has been killed, the other has been captured, and the whole army has been annihilated!" ”

"What?"

Mao Dong's eyes narrowed, a little incredulous: "Are you sure?" ”

The spy nodded emphatically: "Sure, and I met a lot of routs on the road, and I heard from them." ”

"Hiss......"

When Mao Dong heard this, he was a little surprised, took a deep breath, and said to himself: "I got the order of the city lord to go to the Heavenly Desolate Immortal City, I thought that I would wait for those tens of thousands of people to be exhausted before helping out, so that I could grasp some initiative from Fan Tiansheng's guy, but it was only a few days, how could I be defeated?" ”

Frowning and thinking for a while, Mao Dong waved his hand: "Okay, I know, pass the order, take a day off today, move forward at full speed tomorrow, and avenge Fan Tiansheng's second marshal!" ”

The spy received the order and hurriedly retreated.

At the same time, six hundred miles away from the northwest of Liuhe City, Chang Xixing held Long Mingye hostage and led an army of 20,000 and an army of 500 ghosts and beasts to set up camp.

Chang Xixing sat in the tent of the Chinese military camp, staring at the map and pondering.

Long Mingye stood aside, but from time to time there was a sneer in his heart.

The news of Liuhe City's victory spread quickly, not only on the Yuzhou City side, but also on the Kowloon City side.

Chang Xixing stared at the map for most of the day, then suddenly raised his head and stared directly at Long Mingye: "Long Er Shao, don't you want to express some opinions?" ”

Although Long Mingye wanted to kill Liu Lang, he couldn't get used to this Chang Xixing, and when he heard Chang Xixing ask himself, he couldn't help but say in a weird manner: "Chang Envoy, this time you are the boss, what can I say?" ”

Chang Xixing sneered: "Hehe, do you feel very happy that the hundreds of people in Kowloon City have been wiped out?" ”

Long Mingye sneered, "Shouldn't you be happy? This was my father's foresight, but fortunately only a few hundred people were sent at that time, and if tens of thousands of people were sent, what would have happened if the whole army was wiped out? ”

Chang Xixing couldn't deny it, slowly put away the map, sighed softly and said: "Long Er Shao, you should understand your current situation, if you die suddenly, I will only tell the Dragon City Lord that you were killed by an inadvertent sneak attack by the young man of the Yin Netherworld." ”

The threat is clear.

Long Mingye was stunned, he didn't expect Chang Xixing to say such a thing, his face turned red, and he argued: "Chang Xixing, if I die, do you think Chang Fengying can live?" Hmph, you don't want to press me here, although my father is afraid of you, but I am not afraid! ”

"Oh?"

Chang Xixing's eyes narrowed, his figure moved violently, and he rushed to the front of Long Mingye in the blink of an eye.

The next moment, Chang Xixing suddenly made a move and slammed a palm on Long Mingye's chest.

Long Mingye didn't react at all, and was directly knocked into the air, and his body was slammed out of the camp tent and fell to the ground.

"Chang Xixing, this is the Kunlun realm, not your underworld, you dare to beat me?"

Long Mingye only felt that his ribs were broken several times, and he couldn't help but be angry, and cursed loudly before he could get up.

A soldier outside saw that his deputy commander had been beaten, and was about to step forward to help, when he suddenly saw Chang Xixing rushing out of the camp tent.

Chang Xixing looked around at those soldiers, fiddled with the mourning stick in his hand, and said coldly: "Whoever wants to meddle here today, I will deal with it with military law when I go west!" ”

The soldiers were frightened one by one when they heard this, and stood still watching from a distance.

Long Ming was in a hurry, and scolded him: "Are you from my Kowloon City, are you all dead people?" Hurry up and come over to help, didn't you see someone beating your Second Young Master Long? ”

But where would anyone dare to step forward?

Chang Xixing saw this scene, but he smiled with satisfaction, stepped forward to pick up the dragon night, and turned back to the camp.

As soon as he entered the camp tent, Chang Xixing was stunned.

A man appeared in the empty tent just now. (To be continued.) )