Disciples of Liuyun City!?

Wei Wuji's expression was stunned, and there was a momentary dullness in his eyes. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

At the beginning, it was he who ordered the dissolution and destruction of the two sects of Liuyun City and Xuantian Sect for the sake of the family's hatred. The resources of the sect are distributed to other sects, and the disciples of the sect switch to other sects. But he didn't expect that some disciples of Liuyun City would turn to the Northern Clan.

The opponent's attack came closer, and a black air flow rushed out from the opponent's body and headed towards Wei Wuji.

With a sinister atmosphere, with a ferocious poison, Zhang Yecheng's attack and killing can be described as ferocious. However, his luck was really bad, and the person he met was Wei Wuji.

Zhang Yecheng felt a hurricane blowing in front of him, and all the carefully prepared attacks were all wiped out by the hurricane, whirring! All the yin and evil qi rushed backwards and rushed into his own body.

Zhang Yecheng let out a scream, flew backwards into the air, fell heavily to the ground, and rolled and struggled in pain. After only one breath, he stopped moving, his skin was dark and shiny, and he was poisoned and died.

Wu Zhen looked at all this in front of him, Rao is his military career, he has seen many dead people, and his expression also showed horror.

"General Wu, I'll help you stay here for ten days. My current identity is that of a casual cultivator in Tianzhou Kingdom, so don't tell anyone the truth. Wei Wuji said.

Leaving Wu Zhen alone in Crouching Tiger Pass, I am afraid that if he can't hold it for a day, he will die.

Wei Wuji and Wu Zhen are old acquaintances, and it is also a karma, so he made a move. The cultivation of cultivators pays attention to spontaneity and peace with encounters, since they have already met them, they will help Wu Zhen once and guard them here for ten days.

Wu Zhen is overjoyed, there is Wei Wuji sitting here, Crouching Tiger Pass can be described as impregnable, and the Northern Clan will never want to break through!

The corpse could not be touched with his hands, so Wei Wuji asked Wu Zhen to call the sergeant, put it on a rope, drag it outside, and burn it with firewood.

In the middle of the night, the Bei clan in front of the pass took advantage of the night to sneak attack and climb the Crouching Tiger Pass.

However, with Wei Wuji in charge, the sneak attack of the Northern Clan was exposed. The northern tribe that climbed up was all killed, and none of them escaped the net. And the more than ten disciples of the Wizard Hall who rushed to help were also stopped by Wei Wuji and all of them were killed.

The next day, the main force of the Northern army finally arrived at Crouching Tiger Pass.

Wei Wuji stood on the city wall, looking from a distance, the strength of the Northern Clan's army was at least one million. The commander's banner was erected on the flagpole of the high platform, hunting and fluttering in the wind. The three armies raised ten huge trumpets, and the ten cultivators carried their true qi and whined.

With the sound of the horn, the army of the Northern Tribes marched in a neat step and arrayed in front of the pass. The slaughtering intent of the military momentum soared into the sky, disturbing the void, as if the sky had changed.

At this moment, eight huge drums placed on the ox cart, and four reckless oxen with the blood of demonic beasts dragged them, slowly marched, and finally stopped in the military formation.

The drums beat and shook the wasteland and resounded through the void.

The soldiers of the Northern Clan, who were in front of the array, shouted loudly together. The military strength of the Northern Clan suddenly increased, and with a fierce killing intent, they rushed straight towards Crouching Tiger Pass.

The soldiers standing on the city wall are all ordinary garrisons of the Tianzhou Kingdom, and they have never experienced the iron-blooded battlefield. In front of the other party's mountains and seas, they all showed horror.

The military formation put out by the Northern Clan is very rare, which can condense the morale of the army, and there are some similar incense powers, which are condensed on the banner of the commander.

"The military flag of the marshal of the Northern Clan is the desire of the army, so it is reasonable to gather the power of some revered incense......" Wei Wuji observed the other party's military formation, and had a countermeasure in his heart.

At this time, in the army formation of the Northern Clan, a man rushed out on horseback and shouted loudly, "The army of the Northern Clan is waving its division to the south, and along the way, it will destroy the withering and decaying, and be invincible! I heard that you have a strong man stationed in Crouching Tiger Pass, but you dare to go out and compete with the strong man of my Northern Clan!"

Wei Wuji smiled, this was clearly aimed at him.

He whispered a few words to Wu Zhen, stepped into the void, and fell down from the city wall, with a peerless demeanor, like an immortal.

"Give me the drum, and the momentum must be suppressed by the other party!"

Wu Zhen ordered loudly, the drums above the city were vibrating, and the momentum of the soldiers was also invigorated, which was much better than just now.

Wei Wuji floated to the ground and stood in front of the formation, looking at each other.

The Northern Clan also began to beat the drums, and in the middle of the military formation, a knight drove a dark horse with the blood of a demonic beast, rushed out of the military formation, and galloped towards Wei Wuji.

The knight shouted violently, and his body was like a dragon, and he jumped in the air. Whew! The long knife evolved into a snowy light, and condescendingly killed Wei Wuji.

Wei Wuji stood in place, motionless, like a stone statue.

The knight's sword slashed down and went straight into Wei Wuji's body.

The army of the Northern tribe behind them, when they saw such a situation, shouted in unison and cheered. However, in the next moment, all the Northern Clan sergeants were dumbfounded, showing a look of surprise.

The Northern Knight looked as if he had attacked the other side, but in fact it was not. He jumped on the figure, rushed straight forward for a few feet, and then fell to the ground, and died.

"Give me the drum, beat the drum of victory! Little ones, give me a loud shout! Those who have a loud voice will be rewarded by the old man!" Wu Zhen shouted happily, not at all seriously injured.

He relied on a Qi Gathering Pill to raise his strength by one level and was promoted to the Qi Refining Realm. Although he knew that after taking the Qi Gathering Pill, it would be difficult for him to further his cultivation, he didn't care about this. It's already a twilight year, and cultivation is useless, so it's better to take the pill and simply improve your strength.

In the opponent's army array, there was another disciple of the Wizard Palace, whose figure flew close to Wei Wuji, and attacked and killed with a swing of his blade.

Wei Wuji raised his hand, and a sword qi slashed away, and the other party waved his blade to block it, and with a golden stone sound, the sword qi cut the blade in two, and the remaining momentum remained unchanged, penetrating into the opponent's body, killing him, and falling to the ground.

After winning two battles in a row, the crouching tiger closed the drum thunderously, and the shouts rang out.

"Why don't you come up with a few more people, so maybe it will last a little longer. Wei Wuji said loudly.

The voice came, and although it was not loud, almost everyone heard it.

"Give me a few more people, and I must take this person down!" the commander of the army in the center ordered to the left and right.

The three figures flew forward, rushed out of the military formation in an instant, and rushed towards Wei Wuji.

Wei Wuji looked at the three people who pounced, shook his head, stretched out his hand, Zheng! A long knife on the ground jumped up, turned into a ray of light, and killed the other party.

Puff puff! Three swept figures fell from mid-air, all of them dead.

"Okay! Give me the drumsticks, and the old man will personally beat the drums and cheer!"

Wu Zhen saw Wei Wuji's bravery, grabbed the drumstick, beat the drum vigorously, and kept shouting.

On the other hand, the soldiers of the Northern Clan all looked depressed, and they no longer had the ferocious momentum just now.

At this time, Wei Wuji suddenly rose into the air, raised his hand to grab the long knife that flew back in a whirlwind, and whew! A supreme sword slashed towards the military flag in the Northern Clan's array.

(To be continued.) )