Fight to the sky.

Everywhere there are dense people, like torrents and waves, and the most violent collisions occur.

In a blink of an eye, the torrent formed by hundreds of martial saints was like an exploding wave, constantly emitting a rumbling sound.

It was just the Western Alliance Martial Saint who had just been assembled, and under the hood of the Farewell Tiger, angrily launched a fierce offensive against the ASEAN people, accompanied by foul language, scolding and accusations on the other.

There are five super saints in ASEAN, except for one super saint sent by Su Wan to mix sand to monitor, there are four super saints in the northwest of Liansheng.

After the war, the people of ASEAN were extremely angry, and at the beginning they explained the truth while fighting.

However, the Ximeng respects Cangbeihu and believes in Cangbeihu, but he refuses to believe their words.

As the fighting raged in this way, casualties gradually appeared in ASEAN. For a while, everyone was really angry, and they didn't care about explaining anything.

Cangbeihu roared angrily: "Sheng Xibei, you actually want to kill us and take refuge in Su Wan, our Ximeng will never agree, fight to the death!"

This roar immediately detonated the voice of the Western League: "Fight to the death!"

Cangbei Hu roared sharply and ordered: "Order the Martial Imperial Martial Sect Battalion to participate in the battle!"

The color of the people in ASEAN changed greatly: "It's not good, send people back to ASEAN quickly, and quickly order the Wuyu Wuzong battalion to come to the war quickly!"

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The banging sound reverberated in the world of Ximeng.

Hundreds of martial saints, each with red eyes. One after another, scattered scattered between these tens of hundreds of miles of heaven and earth, they fought angrily with each other. It's like two angry bulls.

However, at this time, due to the geographical convenience, a group of groups of martial arts and martial arts camps quickly came from a distance.

The people of the Western Alliance laughed wildly, and successively managed to get out of the battle and re-hand it over to Wu Yu and Wu Zongying.

If so, ASEAN's martial saints took the lead in suffering a big loss at this point. Fortunately, ASEAN's response was fast enough, and after a short time, a large number of Wu Zongwu Imperial Battalions from ASEAN rushed to help.

All of a sudden, there were tens of thousands of soul cultivators, filling this side of the world.

The ASEAN people roared: "Kill these bastards who betrayed the old alliance leader!"

The people of the Western Alliance roared angrily: "Kill all these bastards who want to take refuge in Su Wan!"

You don't believe me, and I don't believe you. The only thing that can be trusted is to take control of your own destiny.

It was in the midst of such misunderstandings, that in the blindness of the Farewell Tiger, the lives of the Eastern and Western Alliances were lost in the melee, and drop after drop of blood flowed, almost dried.

is also an old man fighting martial arts, but at this time he killed each other.

Sheng Xibei and the others were about to crack: "Farewell Tiger!"

There are five super saints in the Eastern and Western Alliances, and there is also one sent by Su Wan in each. At this time, the two Su Wan's people, who didn't know what their intentions were, actually participated in the battle and participated in the side of the Cangbei Tiger.

In this way, it becomes a situation of six to four.

Among these ten super saints, Cangbei Tiger is the only middle one, and Sheng Beixi is the only one with multiple souls!

The fight will start for a while, but it is also difficult to say the winner for the time being. Generally speaking, people in ASEAN have fallen behind everywhere due to the favorable relationship between time and place.

Sheng Xibei and the others became more and more furious: "Cangbei Hu, you dare to kill so many people, we will not stand with you." You traitor, we will never let you go. ”

Cang Beihu laughed wildly, and said coldly: "Sheng Xixi, you don't have to pretend to be a saint. How much more noble do you think you are than me, do you think I don't know that you also have the heart to set up your own door? If it weren't for his return, would you have any loyalty to him?"

"It's just that I want to stand on my own, and I dare to do it. And you, scared, you don't dare. ”

Sheng Xibei roared and pounced: "Don't be a tiger, don't talk nonsense, take me a move field!"

"You have a domain, and I have it too!" Cang Beihu sneered and pounced, a domain bombardment, each of them snorted and retreated, his expression became more and more cold: "It's been almost three hundred years, almost three hundred years." ”

"He was gone for almost 300 years. After three hundred years, he suddenly came back, saying that he wanted to take back Douwu. Cang Beihu gritted his teeth: "What does he think he is, what qualifications does he think he has!"

"Sheng Xixi, don't fucking pretend to be noble for me. It was the news that the Northern Alliance was conquered that scared you. You're afraid, I'm not afraid!"

Cangbei Tiger Flying roared, and his voice was cold: "I have been running the Western League for three hundred years, not to return it to him. Lao Tzu is not afraid of him!"

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The battlefield is heating up.

Thousands of soul cultivators rushed to help from the passage one after another.

Tens of thousands of soul cultivators in the Eastern and Western Alliances fought vigorously on this battlefield that stretched for hundreds of miles.

ASEAN knows that the Western Alliance is deceived by the cangbei tiger, but unfortunately, it is difficult for the people in the Western Alliance to listen. Moreover, in the midst of the battle, the people of ASEAN are generally at a disadvantage, and survival is the matter of survival, and the truth or anything is left behind.

This big battle is vigorous and huge.

Even Zuo Wuzhou is extremely rare to see a battle of this scale. It must be known that the Eastern and Western Alliances each have at least hundreds of thousands of soul cultivators, and together, they are equivalent to half of the strength of the entire True Soul Realm.

Even if it doesn't, it can't all be put into the battlefield, and even if only half of it is put into the battlefield, the scale is extremely terrifying.

It must be admitted that after two or three hundred years of recuperation and recuperation, the current fighting force is many times larger than that of the past, encompassing the entire world. Once there is a big war, it will be tantamount to chaos in the whole world.

One after another, dozens of battalions of martial arts on both sides were put into the battlefield, and even hundreds of battalions of martial arts were being put on the battlefield one after another.

The end is on a terrible scale.

Even if it was the invasion of the Heavenly Demons back then, the scale of the decisive battle for three days under the first was by no means so huge - the reason was very simple, the number of soul cultivators under the first three days was much less than that of the second one.

In just a short period of time, this battlefield has extended from a radius of dozens of miles to a range of hundreds of miles.

The battlefield within a radius of hundreds of miles has changed from accommodating hundreds of people to accommodating thousands, and then tens of thousands. With a large number of martial arts battalions put on the battlefield, the scale of the decisive battle may even exceed 100,000 people.

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On the edge of the battlefield.

Zuo Wuzhou and Luoshuang strode forward, Luoshuang listened carefully, and his face was full of anger: "It's the people from the Eastern and Western Alliance, I don't know why they are fighting." ”

On the very edge, there are two battalions of martial arts fighting. Luoshuang shrugged his eyebrows angrily, stepped forward, and shouted in a low voice: "Stop!"

The anger of the battle rose, and the soul cultivator who was full of anger in the battle scolded loudly: "What the hell are you!"

Luo Shuang was angry and funny, the surname Suo was too lazy to speak, and he drummed up his soul power, and in an instant, he forcibly separated the nearly 100 soul cultivators: "I said, stop." You people from the East-West Alliance, you are usually good enough to wear a pair of pants, why did you fight? ”

The soul cultivator number two is often the most fierce, but also the most sleek. The survival skills of these soul cultivators are absolutely unimaginable to No. 1, and they can see through Luoshuang at a glance that they are definitely not their opponents, so they quickly scolded each other and blamed each other.

The apostate Luoshuang was inexplicable when he heard it, and he had no clue, so he shouted: "Okay, shut up." ”

Zuo Wuzhou strolled forward: "What's the matter?"

"Didn't figure it out. Wait for me to ask. Luo Shuang was about to ask.

Suddenly, a soul cultivator jumped out from the crowd, his small eyes full of doubt and joy: "You are the deputy leader of the Luoshuang Alliance?"

Luoshuang is embarrassed, he hasn't had this name for many years.

This soul cultivator stared at Zuo Wuzhou with a fixed gaze, his eyes were clear, and he was fanatical, turned over and knelt down, and said in a trembling voice: "Alliance leader, old alliance leader, are you back?"

Old alliance leader? I'm so old? Zuo Wuzhou touched his chin and stared: "Who are you?" ”

This soul cultivator was so excited that his old face turned red with excitement: "The little one is Du Dayan, who used to be from the Martial Imperial Battalion, and that time Mi Liang and others rebelled, I saw you once!"

It was really not easy for the old man to see Zuo Wuzhou, especially if he was still a martial artist.

Some of them were dazed, and some of them were excited: "Old Alliance Master? Is it really that the Old Alliance Master is back?"

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Du Dayan's eyes are actually very small, Big Eyes is actually a nickname, he is a soul cultivator of the Western League.

Many years ago, Du Dayan was a member of the fighting martial arts and a member of the martial arts camp back then. Today, he is a martial artist, leading a martial royal battalion. Compared with many old men who fought martial arts back then, he did not make much progress.

Like many martial arts elders, Du Dayan was one of the most loyal admirers and fanatics of the old alliance leader.

This kind of worship and fanaticism has no reason. Xu is because the old alliance leader never sent them to be cannon fodder, Xu is the old alliance leader who commands the world as a martial artist to make them proud, and Xu is the foundation created by the old alliance leader.

Back then, in addition to the dissatisfaction and resentment of the martial saints, the martial arts sects and martial emperors below generally had this kind of worship and reverence.

Seeing the idol standing in front of him, Du Dayan was so excited that he almost fainted, almost trembling and telling everything he knew.

It's a pity that Du Dayan still knows too little. Zuo Wuzhou didn't know that this battle was caused by him.

Zuo Wuzhou locked his eyebrows: "You can't fight like this anymore, you have to stop them." Let's go!"

Du Dayan hurriedly called out to his martial arts camp, but even the ASEAN martial arts camp caught up excitedly: "Old alliance leader, we won't fight, we'll be with you." ”

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This is the edge of the battlefield.

Zuo Wuzhou took Luoshuang and the others all the way forward, and Luoshuang couldn't help but separate the warring parties, and angrily reprimanded: "Stop it for me!"

Du Dayan and the others were excited and active: "The old alliance leader is back, don't fight, don't fight!"

Hearing this, they all stirred up an uproar: "Is it really that the old alliance leader is back?"

Du Dayan said excitedly: "If you don't recognize the old alliance leader, you should always recognize the double deputy alliance leader." ”

It took less than ten miles to walk this way, and it had already taken a long time, and it only stopped the battle of a few hundred people.

Zuo Wuzhou frowned and was silent, and only said after a while: "Luoshuang, this is too slow." By the time they all stopped, they were almost dead. ”

"Exactly. Luo Shuang also admitted that this was too inefficient, and his eyes lit up: "Alliance leader, it's better to shout!"

Luoshuang took a deep breath, and as soon as he spit out the sound, it was a shock!

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"Kill these lackeys in ASEAN. ”

"Kill all these rebels of the Western Alliance!"

Groups of soul cultivators, roaring and roaring, raised all kinds of weapons and monsters, and launched an attack one by one.

The personnel are incomparably complex and melee together, you have me, I have you.

Little by little, blood is flowing, and life by life is being lost.

Countless people screamed and shouted, forming every part of this tragic battlefield.

But at this moment of hot fighting, suddenly a shocking sound spread for dozens of miles, causing both warring sides to shake their bodies and slow down their movements to listen!

"I'm Luoshuang, and I've accompanied the Left Alliance Master here. Brothers of the Eastern and Western Alliances, now I command you to stop fighting, to stop infighting!"

This sound was like rolling thunder and exploded in a radius of dozens of miles. Everyone's eardrums are as if they are disturbed by this sound, and they are even more faintly painful.

However, the vast majority of people couldn't care about the pain in their eardrums, and all of them put down the raised swords in a distracted manner: "Is it Luoshuang, Luo's deputy alliance leader?"

"The old alliance leader is here?"

The proportion of the old men in the Eastern and Western Alliances within the two alliances is definitely more than half. It is precisely because of the existence of these old men who fight martial arts that even if they don't know the prestige of the king of fighting martial arts, they are also nurtured to know.

At this moment, the character who should have belonged to the legend suddenly appeared, and the shock was incomparable.

The sonorous thunder of Luoshuang one after another kept waking up the warring parties.

The soul cultivators of the Eastern and Western Alliance, in the melee, put down their swords, and all of them quietly listened to this voice by the enemy's side, unable to restrain the blood and excitement that were about to burst out of their chests.

At this moment, there are no enemies, no East-West Alliance, only one identity - the old man of Douwu.

No one cares about the enemy standing next to them, the enemy who was still fighting him to the death a second ago. No one cares what Cangbeihu and Sheng Xibei say, only the glorious past that does not live in their minds.

Thousands of people, like sculptures, waited. In this radius of dozens of miles, there was suddenly no sound or movement, and it was quiet and weird.

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Zuo Wuzhou took the lead, falling on his side, Du Dayan and hundreds of other people, excitedly following behind, forming a long dragon.

Along the way, countless people saw this unique long dragon team, and some people recognized Luoshuang: "It's really the deputy leader of Luoshuang!"

Even if Zuo Wuzhou lived in seclusion back then, some people knew him.

When this person finally recognized it, he let out a cheer with infinite joy: "I recognize, I have really seen the old alliance leader, it is really the old alliance leader who is back!"

As soon as this sound came out, countless people were stirred, and countless people were in an uproar.

The crowd was like a tide, desperately throwing their weapons away, all flowing in one direction, cheering: "The old alliance leader is back!"

This sound spread as quickly as a virus, like a relay, relaying this news to other people's ears as quickly as possible.

A rumbling tickle appeared on this huge battlefield.

All of a sudden, there was an unsettling silence, followed by a boiling eruption, like a volcanic eruption. Rumbling and roaring, reaching into the sky.

Zuo Wuzhou's mouth spit thunder, and suddenly floated in the air!

"I'm Zuo Wuzhou, I order you, immediately put down your weapons and stop the infighting!"

This sound is like a strong wind sweeping through everything, blowing all the way to the battlefield for hundreds of miles. Countless people who turned into sculptures threw down their weapons one after another.

Ping Pong!

In an unbelievable infection, whether it was an old man fighting martial arts or not, they all cheered with joy, and all hugged each other and shouted: "Don't fight, the old alliance leader is back!"

The king of martial arts, who once fought the world and made the people kneel down, is back!

Eliminate a war invisibly, this is the king of martial arts!

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He was the first person in many years to complete the great unification.

He is the first person in many years to complete unification in just over ten years.

He is the first and only person who commands the world as a martial artist in many years, not a super saint, not even a martial saint, but just a martial sect.

He, the first person in many years who did not use cannon fodder.

He was the first person in many years to create a super saint in the body of a martial artist.

He is the first person in many years to drive the Martial Saint to fight on the front line, and the person who dares to treat the Martial Saint roughly. This is something that even the supersaints dare not do.

Countless firsts, countless firsts. His prestige spread all over the world, his prestige made the people of the world submit, his rudeness made the martial saints resentful and had to obey, and his belligerence and killing made the people of the world tremble.

He only took more than ten years to create a conquest monster, and in the annual conquest, he beat the people of the world to tremble and beat the people of the world to prostrate and prostrate.

You can hate him to the bone, you can worship him, you can hate him.

But you have to obey him, you have to fear him, and you tremble before him.

Because, he is the unique king of martial arts.

It's not Su Wan, it's not Luoshuang, it's not Sheng Beibei, and it's not Cangbei Tiger. Only he is the most unique and special king of martial arts in history.

There are no two heavens, and there are no two masters in the country.

No matter how much Su Wan has done, how well he has done it. No matter how hard Sheng Northwest tries, no matter how eager Cangbeihu is to be self-reliant.

That person is the only king of martial arts in the minds of countless old men who fight martial arts.

No one can replace him.

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People are like torrents, rushing and galloping.

The people of the Eastern and Western Alliances, forgetting the life-and-death battle before, poured into each other, huddled together, and waited anxiously and excitedly.

Perhaps, not everyone welcomed him and was happy that he was back. But under such a warm and exuberant atmosphere, it is enough to make the blood boil even the calmest people.

Zuo Wuzhou, who had no expression, walked forward, showing a magnificent bearing.

The dense crowd has even blocked the way forward.

When Zuo Wuzhou walked here, the flow of people parted in a hurry, like waves in the sea, branching out a road.

With a slight jaw gesture, Zuo Wuzhou continued to move forward, but was surprised to see it...... Wherever he walked, the soul monks on both sides knelt down on one knee and shouted feverishly and excitedly: "Welcome back the old alliance leader!"

The shouts are enough to drown out all the noise, like a boiling sea.

Zuo Wuzhou is like a rock's heart, there is a crack in it, and he is moved!

(To be continued)