The mountains and forests trembled, the winter leaves fell, the figures of the four grandmasters kept flickering, the surging cultivation collided, and the sound of sonic booms was endless, resounding throughout Fuding Mountain.

Fang Chengtian, the grandmaster of the Tiangang and Earth Evil Forces, was too powerful, and Wen Yuwu and the two or three of them joined forces, and they were faintly a little at a disadvantage.

In the cottage, Zhao Wujiang's fingers gently rested on Wang Xi's pulse to diagnose the situation in Wang Xi's body.

"Lord Zhao, how is the eldest brother?" The faces of the two monkeys were no longer pale and bloody, and they had recovered a lot after taking Zhao Wujiang's medicine.

"There is no fear of life, all functions are intact, logically speaking, I should have woken up a long time ago."

Zhao Wujiang groaned, he had to find a quiet place to investigate wholeheartedly, and only then did he know what the problem was, but now that a big war is about to start, it is not the time, and the top priority is to completely solve the invading enemy.

The gray world in his eyes had already sensed that a lot of luck light clusters were approaching, and he thought that the help of the Heavenly Gangdi forces was coming.

"You and Sanpang take good care of Wang Xi, if the situation is not right, take her away as soon as possible."

The green jade bracelet in Wang Xi's hand turned into a green jade-colored liquid and flowed into Zhao Wujiang's hand, he strode out, and in the blink of an eye, he was outside the cottage.

The bloodstains outside the cottage were mottled, and it was just now that Wen Yu was like a wolf entering the flock and killing a group of demons, and the corpses were scattered, or they were blind, or the flesh and blood were blurred, or the corpses were separated.

Grandmaster powerhouses fight, most of them return to the basics, one move and one style contain surging energy, Wen Yu is just one force to drop ten times, directly and quickly kill these transcendent realm of the earth.

Zhao Wujiang noticed a strange phenomenon, these fallen earth demons, the blood stains all over their bodies were drying up rapidly, but in the time of a cup of tea, these earth demons who had not died long ago looked like dried corpses from a distance.

This familiar scene reminded Zhao Wujiang of the soldiers and horses who died around Zhou Liucheng during the Eastern Expedition to Baekje, and the blood stains of those corpses also dried up very quickly, as if something was devouring these blood.

Zhao Wujiang couldn't be allowed to think about it, the sound of breaking the air kept coming, and more than a dozen black-robed earth demons with black faces and silver moons arrived in front of Zhao Wujiang's eyes, this was the help of the Tiangang Earth Demon forces.

More than a dozen people walked out of the middle of the earth, and they were two Tiangang with a silver face and a black moon, one was tall and strutted with his hands behind his back, and the other was lazy and looked leisurely.

"Fang Lao Liu is actually willing to send a signal, it seems that he has encountered a tricky character." The tall Tiangang spoke, a little gloating.

Tiangang, who was lazy, looked at Zhao Wujiang and the others who were waiting for the battle, and sneered, "Brother Starling, why don't we go and help?"

"Little Twelve, you still don't have a long memory, don't you know that Fang Lao Liu hates others meddling in his prey the most?

He didn't signal us to help him, but to let us deal with these people." Batiangang said with a smile.

The two of them talked in front of Zhao Wujiang and the others, without taking Zhao Wujiang and the others into their eyes at all, after all, they were grandmasters, and Zhao Wujiang and the others were all extraordinary.

"Who should be killed first?" Twelve Tiangang pinched his fingers and swept towards Zhao Wujiang and the others.

A beautiful woman, an old man, a Confucian shirt, and a handsome young man.

He walked slowly towards Zhao Wujiang, as if he was taking a walk, and said lazily, "I like to kill handsome men the most."

Zhao Wujiang looked at Grandmaster Tiangang who was walking slowly, his eyes narrowed slightly, and in his eyes, in a gray world, the figure with the dark yellow mist rising around him slowly leaned towards him.

He was in full swing, and under his robe, bronze liquid continued to flow on his arm.

The elder of the Hundred Flowers Palace, Hua Yu, looked desperate, the young grandmaster brought by Zhao Wujiang had only killed more than twenty extraordinary powerhouses not long ago, and so many powerhouses had arrived, not to mention that there were two Tiangang in the realm of grandmasters.

The old Taoist priest Zhang Lindao's face was solemn, and he kept fiddling with the compass.

Lang Zhong Lin Lang's eyes dodged, and he thought about how to escape.

The Great War is on the verge of breaking out.

"Whew!" A three-foot Qingfeng fell from the sky and was obliquely inserted in front of the Twelve Tiangang.

"Little Twelve, you ran so fast just now!"

An elegant figure appeared in front of Zhao Wujiang, and his toes tapped on the three-foot Qingfeng.

The person who came was a middle-aged man with a graceful face, with sword eyebrows flying obliquely into his temples, wearing a green shirt and carrying a sword box.

Zhao Wujiang noticed that the man standing on the three-foot Qingfeng had thick calluses on his hands, which was caused by holding a sword all year round, and this person's eyes were full of fine light, but they were all whites, and he was blind.

"Humph!" Twelve Tiangang stopped walking towards Zhao Wujiang and looked at the man standing on the three-foot Qingfeng with the sword box in front of him, his eyes were full of fear.

They met on another battlefield just now, and a three-foot Qingfeng in the sword blind man's hand overwhelmed him.

"The sword blind man of the sword mound, Li Chenghao!" The elder of the Hundred Flowers Palace exclaimed, her eyes were full of brilliance, and her hanging heart was slowly lowered at this moment, with the sword blind man, they had a few more chances of winning.

The sword mound is famous in the rivers and lakes, and the sect is full of masters who use swords, and Li Chenghao is the immortal pride of the contemporary sword mound, and has invaded the Yin Grandmaster for many years.

"Hey, Hachi. I heard the alliance leader say, you are a strong man in the late stage of the grandmaster, or you and I will have a discussion." Li Chenghao's face was full of smiles, and in the sword box, a three-foot Qingfeng flew out with a roar, and he slashed at Batiangang with a sword.

Eight Tiangang flicked his fingers, and the energy in his hand shot out, colliding with Li Chenghao's sword qi, and in an instant, the surging qi wave swept the entire venue, falling leaves, flying sand and stones, Zhao Wujiang and the others only felt that they were being whipped by the wind.

The sword box flew out with a roar, Li Chenghao stepped on the long sword, and in the blink of an eye, he fought with Batiangang into the distance and disappeared.

Huayu Zhang Lindao and Lin Lang looked stunned, sword blind man, are you leaving? There's also a Grandmaster here.

Zhao Wujiang's expression was indifferent, and before the sword blind Li Chenghao left, a whisper came into his ears.

"Boy, your people have arrived!"

The eyes under the mask of Twelve Tiangang were full of killing intent, and he was about to make a move on Zhao Wujiang, only to see ripples like water suddenly appear in the air beside Zhao Wujiang.

......

Chang'an, heavy snowfall.

One secretary of the province.

The main hall was full of busy figures, and they were not wearing the official uniforms of the secretary province, they were all dressed in black robes.

There are bookshelves all around, and the shelves are not unique books, but scrolls with people's names written on them.

What is even more peculiar is that the entire surface is no longer bluestone slabs, but bronze.

Wang Yifang sat on a wooden chair, and in front of him were two old men, one with a smile on his face, and the other with a fierce look.

The smiling old man bowed: "Wang Zun, Zhao Zun has arrived in Fulu Prefecture."

"There are too many Tiangang dispatched by Tiangang and Earth this time, and all four, six, eighty-two have gone to Fulu Prefecture." The angry-faced old man said in a deep voice.

"What about sorrow and joy?" Wang Yifang spoke slowly, and someone handed over a scroll, which was the latest news.

The smiling old man said, "Always be by Zhao Zun's side and protect him."

Wang Yifang bowed his head and slowly spread out the scroll in his hand, his eyes swept over the information, becoming more and more solemn.

"Sure enough, it's you! It's been a long time—" He muttered softly, a little surprised by the news in the scroll, but not so surprised.

"You two, hurry to Lingnan Road!"

Wang Yifang said in a deep voice.

The two old men said yes and disappeared out of thin air, leaving only ripples in the air like water waves.

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