"Yikes!"

Wan Zhangfeng let out a low roar, spewed out a pure Gang Qi from his mouth, shook the long sword in his hand, rolled the Gang Qi onto the long sword, and then stood in front of him.

Ying Jiao is coming too fast, and even if there are other means, there is no way to use it immediately, so he can only resist hard!

Smack!

The sword claws intersected, and suddenly there was a sound of gold and iron clashing!

The steel longsword wrapped in the essence of the gang qi shattered inch by inch and turned into a pile of fragments. It's just that there is a gang qi wrapping it, so it doesn't collapse immediately.

He spat blood and flew away.

The boundless power on Ying Jiao's claws was stopped by the long sword, and a lot of power was removed, but the remaining huge force also made Wan Zhang unbearable.

"How...... How is that possible!"

Rushed upside down by the huge force, the wind spurting blood from the mouth swirled in the whirlwind, and I still couldn't believe this fact.

His breath was scattered by this blow, his viscera had been injured, and the true qi and gang qi in his meridians were all chaotic. Although he is in the Tiangang realm, he has no combat power at all.

That huge force carried a strange force in it, and it rushed directly into the body of Wanzhang Feng. Although it did not damage his physical body and kill his life, it impacted the meridians, true qi, gang qi, and mana in his body into a mess.

Thankfully, the chaotic power in his body didn't begin to backlash. That strange force seemed to be deliberately maintaining the current chaotic situation in his body, and it had no intention of allowing these chaotic forces to detonate the wind itself.

Although Wan Zhangfeng was not seriously injured, the current situation was more critical than being severely damaged: even if he was seriously injured, he still had the strength to fight. But at the moment, the cultivation of the whole body is extremely chaotic, and even the slightest method of a monk cannot be used.

Even if you want to use the style of sacrificing your life, Wan Zhangfeng is not qualified at the moment.

There was a muffled "bang", and the wind fell back to the hill where he was standing before. Ying Jiao seemed to be deliberately laughing at him and beat him back to where he had just stood.

Under the blow, Fang Cai's face did not change and he talked eloquently, but he had become extremely embarrassed and had no demeanor.

In an instant, there are two situations, and a slight comparison makes it extremely ironic.

"Ahem...... Ahem......"

Wan Zhangfeng coughed up two mouthfuls of blood, struggled to stand up, and looked at Ying Jiao from a distance, who had not pounced.

In the distance behind Ying Jiao, the demon clan had already fought with the Huben Mountain people, and there were constantly screams. As soon as the elite of the demon clan entered the monks, they were like wolves entering the flock, bringing bursts of screams, as well as stumps and broken arms flying all over the sky.

Although the people of Huben Mountain have also practiced the technique of combined attack and various formations, the combined attack technique of the elite of the demon clan is even better. These Tiger Ben Mountain monks are not accustomed to fighting the enemy with the technique of combined attacks, and they are not as handy as the elite of the demon clan when they kill people together.

Although it is far away, Wan Zhangfeng also knows in his heart that the defeat of Huben Mountain has been revealed, and it is being rapidly expanded.

"It's up to you? hey. ”

Ying Jiao stood not far away, his soul rising above his body, and looked at Wan Zhangfeng with disdain: "With your cultivation and methods, what dare you argue with my southern Xinjiang?

Ying Jiao raised a hand and said, "That's it, I'll send you to die." ”

At the same time as Ying Jiao raised his hand, Wan Zhangfeng only felt that a strange force in his body began to surge, as if he was about to stir up the situation in his body even more.

Wan Zhangfeng knew that once this delicate balance was broken, he would die immediately, and there was no possibility of survival.

"Slow! Slow!"

Wan Zhangfeng shouted repeatedly: "Wait! I have something to say! I have something to say! Chiyangzi Dao Chang, I have something to say below!"

Ying Jiao was about to detonate the power in Wanzhangfeng's body and completely kill him, but he didn't expect him to say such a sentence.

After a little hesitation, Ying Jiao listened to Chiyangzi say: "Ying Jiao, leave him alive for the time being, and listen to what he has to say." ”

"Hmm. ”

Ying Jiao responded, and said to Wan Zhangfeng impatiently: "What do you have to say? ”

Wan Zhangfeng nodded again and again, and then shouted loudly: "Tiger Ben Mountain is willing to surrender! Willing to surrender! The people of Tiger Ben Mountain listen to my order, stop immediately, stop immediately!"

His voice was not small, and he shouted with all his strength, and his words were heard by many people.

As the fellow beside him put down the blades in his hands, the people of Huben Mountain also stopped without fighting in a daze, and at the same time fled for their lives from the elite men of the demon clan who refused to stop.

The elite of the demon clan only takes Chiyangzi's order as the criterion for action, where does it matter what the wind says? The people of the Tiger Benshan stopped, but Chiyangzi did not say to stop, and the elite of the demon clan did not stop without fighting.

"Jiuyang Demon Clan, stop. ”

Chiyangzi was lucky, and although he didn't shout this sentence hoarsely, this sentence reached the ears of the demon clan who were killing.

The demon clan is already a bit bloodthirsty and wild, and it is not a simple matter to want to stop immediately once you kill the red eyes.

But when he heard Chiyangzi's words, even the demon clan who had already killed the head immediately stopped. Even if there is a person in front of him who can be beheaded to death, the demon clan can stop the claws and spells alive and stand aside.

Chiyangzi issued an order to stop, only less than ten breaths of kung fu later than Wan Zhangfeng, but in the interval of these ten breaths of kung fu, there were many monks of Tiger Ben Mountain who had stopped in a daze and died in the hands of the demon clan.

If it weren't for the fact that these elite demon clans carried out Chiyangzi's orders to a heinous degree, I don't know how many Tiger Benshan people would have died tragically.

Watching the elite demon clan stop in unison, Wan Zhangfeng's heart was shocked.

The combat power of the demon clan is indeed terrifying, but what is even more terrifying is the ability to execute this order. The so-called maximum degree of prohibition is nothing more than that.

Although a group of demon clans who fight separately and kill willfully are terrifying, if the same monks fight with them, there is at least a fifty percent chance of victory, but a group of demon clans who forbid orders and carry out the orders of their leaders to the point of heinous proportions are not capable of being defeated by monks who are accustomed to fighting on their own.

If a group of well-trained soldiers fights against a group of bandits, even if they are equal in number and physical strength, the chances of victory for the bandits are extremely low. The reason for this situation is precisely because the soldiers have a unified command and battle formation, and they can bring into full play the combat power of all people. And a group of bandits who fight separately and do not have much habit of fighting together cannot prevail against this soldier who is one and the same.

This group of elite demon clans is like a group of well-trained soldiers with strict military orders. And the monks of Huben Mountain are just a group of bandits and robbers who have gathered together.

Wanzhang Feng's vision is not low, and he knows that this is not Hu Benshan's own problem. There are such problems in all the immortal sects in the world.

At the end of the day, the Immortal Dao Sect is a sect, and the people in the sect are all monks who work hard for immortality. Since they are working hard for immortality, where can anyone practice military formation tactics and let these immortal monks who are accustomed to fighting alone join forces to fight against the enemy? This is a completely thankless task. Even if it does, it will not have much effect for various reasons.

Chiyangzi doesn't care what Wanzhang Feng thinks in his heart. He made the demon clan elite stop, and then asked, "Mr. Wan, if you have anything to say, please say it." ”

Wan Zhangfeng looked at the people of Huben Mountain around him, gritted his teeth secretly, and said: "I am willing to surrender, I am willing to surrender!

Chiyangzi said: "Oh, it's not Mr. Wan's intention, who does it mean?"

"It's the order of the first seat of Huben Mountain! It's the order of the first seat!"

Wan Zhangfeng saw a glimmer of life, secretly praised himself in his heart, and said busily: "The previous attack on the Chiyang Daoist and the others was also the order of the first seat! I have the intention to dissuade him, but it is difficult to disobey the order of the first seat, so I can only offend the Dao Chief!

When Wan Zhangfeng said this, the remaining Tiger Benshan disciples had some strange expressions on their faces. A few people had some intention of opening their mouths to speak, but the companions next to them were slapping their eyes wildly, and these people who wanted to speak pressed down.

Ying Jiao is hidden under the water, and he can sense the blades of the tiger benshan people on the mountain. At this moment, the strange expressions and strange behaviors of these Tiger Mountain people were also seen by him.

But Ying Jiao didn't say anything at the moment, just kept this thing in mind.

Chiyangzi asked, "Isn't the head of your sect cultivating in retreat? Could it be that he has given an order for you to do things, Mr. Wan?"

Wan Zhangfeng nodded again and again: "Yes, that's right." He didn't show up, he just passed on the order! Since he was the first to have an order, how could he not obey it?

"Uh-huh. ”

Chiyangzi nodded and said, "In that case, it's also very difficult to say whether the head of your sect is really cultivating in retreat. Mr. Wan, please let me know, Poor Dao wants to see him. If he refuses to meet and talk to the poor Dao, then no one in this Tiger Ben Mountain can live, and I hope that the first seat of your sect will understand in his heart. ”

Hearing Chiyangzi say this, he was glad that his remnants of the Tiger Benshan people were all cold in their hearts.

This Taoist priest who led the demon clan to come was really chilling, although he spoke politely, but his words were very murderous.

Looking at the dead bodies and blood everywhere, no one would doubt the authenticity of Chiyangzi's words.

"Okay, good!" Wan Zhangfeng arched his hand and said, "Chiyang Dao Chief, don't be impatient, come when you go down!"

After speaking, Wan Zhangfeng turned around and left, his steps slightly inflexible. All the power in his body was in shambles, and it was impossible to lift the vertical and sweep, so he could only walk with the strength of his body.

Seeing Wanzhang Feng leave, Chiyangzi glanced at Ying Jiao on the side.

Ying Jiao smiled "hehe" and said, "Dao chief doesn't have to worry. If this guy escapes, the power I put into his body will suddenly lose its support and dissipate immediately. He is a mess inside, and if he can live now, he can still use my strength to protect his life. If he wants to escape, he will seek his own death. ”

Chiyangzi nodded and said, "I'm tired." ”

Others don't know, but Ying Jiao knows that Chiyangzi's heart is not as calm as his face at the moment. Therefore, he didn't say much anymore and didn't pick on Chiyangzi's words.

After a short time, Wan Zhangfeng and a young man returned to the mountain.

The young man looked like he was in his early twenties, richly dressed, and showed a different identity from ordinary people. His cultivation is only in the Jindan realm, and it can't be compared with the Wanzhang Feng beside him.

Standing on the top of the mountain, the young man looked at the fierce demon elite, and there was no wave on his face.

Wanzhang Feng bowed his hand to Chiyangzi: "Chiyang Daoist, this is the first seat of my Huben Mountain, Meng Ruxing." ”