Together with the battle, Zhao Python and Hengyu Dao no longer entered the camp, but followed the layout of Qingping Valley to defend against the enemy.

However, the correspondence between them has never been broken.

When the war was not in a hurry, they talked about the current situation on the third or fifth day.

When the war was tight, a letter would be sent every other day, so that Chen Sheng would be cautious and not be caught by the enemy and break the camp.

Between the words, there is a lot of care, Chen Sheng wants to laugh a little after reading it, and he is a little moved.

He is not a son, he has gone deep into the mountains and forests to fight demon beasts, and he has also swept away the enemies in the secret realm, and Qingping Valley's care for him is a little excessive.

Of course, Qingping Valley can't be blamed, after all, there is a great righteousness in his body, if it is lost, not to mention that Guangxiu Immortal Sect will not spare Qingping Valley, the master of the most important Immortal Sect will definitely be the first to kill.

"The front line is safe to kill the enemy."

Chen Sheng replied to the letter, calmed the minds of everyone in Qingping Valley a little, and then got up and walked among the camps, looking for any gaps.

The foundation of the camp is a two-sided array, and as a deep cultivation base, safety is the first priority.

The two large arrays defended and attacked, and after seven years of running-in, they have been connected with the underground veins, which is as solid as a rock.

Chen Sheng checked the past one by one, and the large array was leak-free, extremely solid, and there was no trace of error.

Even the immortal cultivators stationed in the camp did not relax, the cultivation that should be cultivated, and the vigilance that should be guarded, each did its own thing.

"The owner, why are you patrolling the camp, is there a foreign enemy coming to kill?"

Zhang Lu came over, he heard that the realm of this side was uneasy, and Zhao Python Tianjiao and Hengyu Dao people in Qingping Valley had gone to the front line.

"Look at this situation, there will be danger at any time."

Chen Sheng said truthfully.

The immortal cultivators in the camp were not cowardly, and when they were first recruited, they said that they were here to fight.

They didn't do anything wrong, they made people laugh, and he trusted these people.

"Don't disturb the owner, all the time, my old Zhang and a group of colleagues, out of the camp, will share the worries of the owner."

Zhang Lu's hair is gray and his body is old, but when it comes to the war, he has no fear, but is menacing, his eyes are shiny, and he does not lose blood like an old wolf in the mountains.

"You stay in the barracks."

Chen Sheng looked at him, his eyes froze for a breath or two, but he said like this.

"The owner looks down on me, Lao Zhang, I'm still young."

Zhang Lu was a little grateful, and it was a kind of care to not let him go into battle to fight, but he got Chen Sheng's support, and he changed from a rootless duckweed to a rooted one, but he was in his heart, and he wanted to keep the camp strong forever and was not afraid of bloodshed.

"As the humerus of the camp, you have to live well and give the latecomers a chance to perform."

Chen Sheng still has a feeling for this old man in the camp, the other party was the first to take refuge in him, and he also helped him pull up the guard skeleton of the camp.

This is a meritorious subordinate, this kind of person, he generally does not put into the battlefield, or wants them to die peacefully.

"Okay, but if an enemy enters the camp, Lao Zhang will definitely fight bloodily."

These words made Zhang Lu's heart feel comfortable, but he also knew that he was now old, and his cultivation realm was only in the middle of the camp, and Chen Sheng was comforting and taking care of him.

He accepted this kindness, but he also made up his mind that when it was time to fight, he would never be stingy with an old bone.

"Good ......"

Chen Sheng wanted to say a word or two, but he suddenly felt it, looked towards the west, and saw that the sky had dimmed, and the rolling evil qi spread like a snake, whistling endlessly.

Above the void, one after another flying monks with edges, lined up in robes, and Ling Ran, rushed towards the camp.

"Bell!"

At the same time, the immortal cultivators in the camp also noticed something unusual, rang the golden bell of vigilance, and the entire camp was instantly alive.

A large number of immortal cultivators flew up and stood at the pass, their eyes were sharp, and the magic weapon in their hands was loud and vibrant, and they were extremely powerful.

"It's here that the camp has made Qingping Valley turn the tables against the wind and rise higher and higher in the case of the consumption of the battle situation."

Above the void, Yu Xiao of the Cangnan Sword Sect looked at the camp in front of him, the inside was hazy, and he couldn't see it really, but it was indeed revealing a calm atmosphere.

Originally, Qingping Valley was already showing fatigue, and the Langya Immortal Sect planned to slowly drag this first-class Immortal Dao sect to death.

Seven years have passed, and once I made up my mind, I thought it was a devastating and decaying push, but I hit the iron plate hard and broke my teeth.

After the investigation, it was learned that during this short period of time, Qingping Valley cooperated with a camp and implemented the strategy of building a high wall and accumulating grain, which not only recovered, but also became stronger.

Langya Immortal Sect was furious and specially sent them over to destroy the camp and cut off the blood return ground of Qingping Valley.

"The camp was built by the elders of the Guangxiu Immortal Sect, do we really want to break the camp and kill it."

The Cangnan Sword Sect has two foundation realm cultivators, one is the sect master Yu Xiao, and the other is Yu Yan.

He learned that the origin of the Lord of the Camp was not simple, but he was an elder of the Medicine Lodge, who controlled great energy.

Moreover, Chen Sheng is a flagpole placed on the sideline by the Guangxiu Immortal Sect, and it is definitely a heinous crime for them to cut it off.

"The situation is like this, it is the most stupid to repeat the two phases, it is better to cut it in two and end up decisive."

Yu Xiao understood the hidden dangers, but he was still determined to make a decision.

The fight of the five immortal sects in the border land is like playing chess, and they are chess pieces.

The chess pieces have no idea of their own, and can only move forward according to the player's ideas, otherwise they will be discarded.

"Sect Master, this is reasonable."

Yu Yan nodded convincingly, this is the reason, even if Chen Sheng is a big man in the Guangxiu Immortal Sect, but they are loyal to the Langya Immortal Sect, they should be killed, and they can't have a trace of care.

……

"The owner, the enemy is looking for provocation and coming to the door, is it going to kill him?"

In the camp, there was an extra person by Chen Sheng's side, named Yi Yuanlu, who was a monk in the middle stage of the foundation building realm.

He looked at the cultivators of the Cangnan Sword Sect, his face was not afraid, and there was even a hint of enthusiasm.

In recent years, he has never been in short supply in the camp, and he also knows that this is a rare place to go, not only to see the war, but also to have some thoughts of repaying.

"You and I, as well as the people in the camp, do not lose to the Cangnan Sword Sect, and there is indeed no need to defend it with grievances."

Chen Sheng glanced at the camp cultivators, his momentum was high, without a trace of timidity, he couldn't help but be angry, and said, "Open the camp gate and kill that enemy." ”

After seven years of operating the camp, it is no longer the time for the soldiers to be outnumbered, it is time to play the prestige of the camp and set up the banner of Guangxiu Immortal Sect high.

"Boom ......"

As soon as the camp door opened, a weather that was not weaker than the Cangnan Sword Sect roared out, and the scattered cultivators were already good at fighting, and they were fed with pills, and they were all mentally strong and determined.

The sword cultivators of the Cangnan Sword Sect were obviously taken aback, and then became furious, a camp built up at random, and also wanted to compete with their orthodox Immortal Cultivation Sect, which was simply unreasonable.

Rumble!

On the flat earth, two forces of people and horses hedged each other like dragons and tigers, the golden energy of Gengjin, and the black evil qi, a burst of entanglement, the void set off ripples, and the dust swept over was like light and dust fluctuations, as if a small world was destroyed.

The camp monk and the sword cultivator of the Cangnan Sword Sect fought hard, not weak, and the two sides were like fighting in the quagmire, it was very difficult, one move and one style, revealing the meaning of anxiety and entanglement.

"This is a camp with no background?!"

The strength of the camp was beyond Yu Yan's expectations, he didn't think that the two sides were fighting, and the sword cultivation of their Cangnan Sword Sect couldn't treat the other party as a gourd, but fell into a bitter battle.

He couldn't calm down anymore, the Cangnan Sword Sect was not an extremely powerful immortal cultivator, and those who came to fight this time were all elites, and once they were damaged, they would decline.

"Kill!"

He raised a sword, and the momentum of the middle stage of the foundation realm was as tyrannical as a sword, and the sword light was as black as ink, containing the qi of destruction.

As soon as the sword fell, the sky was darkened a little, and it was pitch black, and it was about to engulf a large area of the camp monks.

Since it is a battlefield, it doesn't pay attention to the level of the realm, it is all enemies, and it is only killing.

"What's the matter against the juniors of the Qi Refining Realm, I'll fight you."

Yi Yuanlu rushed into the sky in a rage, as tough as a divine pillar that smashed the sky, shattering the dead sword intent canopy, revealing a shining light.

Sou!

His will to fight, after being revealed in his chest, became more and more vigorous, like a golden flame, igniting his heart and lungs, exposing his eyes, and blooming with brilliant light.

In one step, he had already killed in front of Yu Yan, grabbing it with both hands, and the wisps of the five elements qi were lingering with each other, with the meaning of turning into a mountain and sealing it forever.

Although Yu Yan was not shocked, he held the sword weapon in his hand, the sword qi was like splashing water, and it was mixed with momentum, and the five elements qi was tenacious, and it was also cut off at once.

"Who are you?"

After a short fight, he knew that Yi Yuanlu was not an easy person, and if he was succeeded by the other party just now, he would lose the chance to win in an instant, and he would be blocked at once.

"A nameless monk in the barracks."

There was a hint of joy between Yi Yuan's green eyebrows, this Five Elements Condensing Silk Suppression Body Technique was a second-order technique that he had obtained, but in the early years, he was running around and worrying about cultivation resources, and he had not been able to get started.

Later, he was supported by the camp and devoted himself to cultivation, and finally the emperor lived up to his wishes and finally succeeded.

"It's a pity to stay in the camp, join my Cangnan Sword Sect, you will be the master of a peak, and your power is not small."

Yu Yan knew the composition of the camp monks, except for the people who planted spiritual grass, those who went out to fight like this were all recruited casual cultivators.

This kind of person is mercenary, he throws an olive branch, and he will definitely be able to win it over and use it for the Cangnan Sword Sect.

"Don't say that Yi is not a villain who is greedy for wealth and nobility, even if it is, the price you Cangnan Sword gives is not enough."

Yi Yuanlu's eyes were full of determination, and when he looked at Yu Yan, he even revealed a hint of mockery

His vision has long been raised by the camp, in the past, a Cangnan Sword Sect may have felt extremely amazing, but now standing at the height of the camp, he feels that it is nothing more than that.

"Heh, you dare to insult my Cangnan Sword Sect."

Yu Yan was annoyed and ashamed, and raised his sword to kill, if Chen Sheng was in front of him, he had nothing to say, people had this qualification, but a loose cultivator, who had no foundation, dared to despise an immortal Dao system, then there was really no one in his eyes.

Yi Yuanlu also has his own pride, the two of them don't deal with each other, they kill fiercely, and they become an amazing storm on the battlefield.

"Chen Daoyou, it's really a good skill."

The sect master of the Cangnan Sword Sect, Yu Xiao overlooked the entire battlefield and had to admire Chen Sheng in front of him.

In a short period of seven years, he has run a powerful force, and he has won the hearts of the people, supported by everyone, and used his life in battle, and his absolute means are extraordinary.

"Envious? Then you bring someone to rebel against Langya Immortal Sect, come to my Guangxiu Immortal Sect, and I will guarantee you. ”

Chen Sheng teased, the Cangnan Sword Sect is an immortal Dao system, and it is a large force, and any big force is willing to accept it.

It's just that this kind of power is also a supernumerary person, and it can't be compared with the Immortal Sect's lineage.

"No, there is no reason for repeated horizontal jumps."

Yu Xiao smiled and shook his head, he is a decisive person, if he votes for Langya Immortal Sect, he will have no second thoughts, if he wants to break the camp, he will not be lucky, and he will be able to form a good relationship with Guangxiu Immortal Sect.

Half-hearted people, in the chessboard of the five great immortal sects, will not live long.

On the contrary, if you are bent on killing, you may have to flourish.

"Admire."

Chen Sheng praised.

Yu Xiao has the bearing of a sect master, broad-minded and determined, and the things he thinks about will not be repeated.

Looking at it this way, the two have some sympathy for each other.

One is the master of the Dao system, and the other is the elder of the Immortal Sect, both of whom are monks of the foundation realm, and they can be called the strong people of the border land, and they can make friends on an equal footing.

"Boom"

The next moment.

The artistic conception of harmony was torn apart, and Yu Xiao's hand was extremely ruthless, his palm was like thunder, and he slapped it towards Chen Sheng's Tianling Gai.

This is a battlefield, not a tea treat.

He admired Chen Sheng's ability, and became more and more jealous, wanting to beat the opponent in one fell swoop.

As soon as he made a move, it was the combat power of the late stage of the foundation building realm, and he did not hide it at all, and he walked in a dignified and upright way, which was extremely fierce.

Chen Sheng stood there, his body standing upright like a green pine, his face calm, but he had already taken precautions.

In a life-and-death fight, if you really believe that the opponent is a sincere gentleman, then the probability of falling is too great.

He moved slightly, his spine came alive like a dragon, and his arms danced, like clouds and smoke in the sky, without a trace of earthly breath.

The index finger and middle finger of the right hand are put together like a sword, the mana of the dantian is used as a sharp edge, and the strength of the body is turned into might.

A sword stabbed out, as fast as lightning, sharp, like a Dapeng bird beak pecking at the dragon, sharp and fierce.

"Ding"

Chen Sheng's sword pointed and struck halfway, and hit Yu Xiao's palm, deliberately shattering the hand bones and destroying one of the opponent's arms, but this person's cultivation mana is really not weak, his hand is like gold and iron, and there is only a white dot.

"Good!"

Yu Xiao's offensive was intercepted, and he sighed, and the long sound resounded in all directions of the sky, which matched his own momentum, giving birth to a magnificent and vast meaning.

He also pointed to make a sword, about two inches long, and slashed down, but there was a kind of aura of clouds being discarded, and the vast sword intent was falling down.

(End of chapter)