It has been two days since I saw Lao Tzu's declaration of war letter, and the spirit of the treasure book has been reporting some lagging information. This old man is really good at running. One moment in Datong, another in Yinshan, but no matter how his position changes, it is closer to Dongsheng City.

In the past two days, everyone has been adjusting their state, and at the same time, they are also thinking about countermeasures to deal with Lao Tzu. But when I think about it, I feel that Lao Tzu is really difficult to resist. That move beast blood boiling, although it will bring huge damage and burden to Lao Tzu, but the power is too strong, even if everyone joins forces, they can't resist.

However, some people are also acting in private, let's just say Tang Yan, he notified the disciples of the Tang Sect as early as the first day, asking them to rush to Dongsheng City as soon as possible. At this moment, the core disciples of each sect are all in the capital, and the time to rush over is very fast, and they can definitely arrive within three days.

There is also Long Xiangtian, who also gathered his disciples to strive for the last battle with Lao Tzu.

Both of them are sneaky notices, so no one else knows. By the time the inspiration for the book arrived, the letter had already been sent away.

Chen Feng hurriedly informed the white-haired old man of the matter, and the white-haired old man brought Tang Yan and Long Xiangtian to ask: "Why are the two heads so anxious, you have summoned the disciples of the sect, in case you meet Lao Tzu on the way, wouldn't it be a chance for the enemy to take advantage of it?" Besides, if you gather all the disciples to Dongsheng City, then the guards of the palace will be weak, and it is difficult to guarantee that Lao Tzu will not change the direction of attack. ”

Long Xiangtian said with a big grin: "The seniors are too cautious, Lao Tzu is also maintaining his own state, and he will definitely not attack my disciples." There are only two less sects on the palace side, so how much can the power be weakened?"

"Well, maybe, I only hope that the only ones who come are the disciples of your two sects. The white-haired old man shook his head and sighed.

In fact, Chen Feng felt that the arrival of the disciples of the Tang Sect and the Tianlong Sect was not a bad thing, and it was indeed possible for Lao Tzu to attack halfway, but the possibility was very small. In addition, he didn't think that the dignified Li Er, who was revered as a saint of Lao Tzu, could speak and not count. Although I don't know how he will capture the artifact, he will definitely come in three days!

On the second night, the core disciples of the Tang Sect and the Tianlong Sect all arrived, and the number was very small, there were more than a dozen people in the Tang Sect, and there were only about twenty people in the Tianlong Sect, but all of them were extraordinary.

That night, the disciples of the Tang Sect acted non-stop and began to set traps in the mansion of the Changsheng Gang, while the disciples of the Tianlong Sect practiced the Divine Dragon Pilgrimage Array.

On the third day, it seemed that everything was calm.

Although it was daytime, everyone was also vigilant, because as the time approached, Lao Tzu could attack at any time. For Lao Tzu, he has enough strength, and it is the same for day and night actions.

But I didn't wait for Lao Tzu to come, but there were other uninvited guests.

The five leaders of the Five Peaks Sect and their disciples all came, vowing to avenge their own head to the death.

There are more people who have joined, and his strength has also increased, Chen Feng can't help but be a little suspicious, this is already the last day of the three-day period, will Lao Tzu really come?

As soon as Chen Feng discussed with the white-haired old man, he decided to let the people of the Wufeng faction ambush outside, and then wait for the opportunity to move, so as not to make a mess when everyone rushes up.

On the third day, it was finally dark, and the last hour was less than three hours.

Chen Feng was arranged in the lobby, and only Miyamoto's group hid and guarded him. The god-killing blade was in his arms, and the immortal slashing knife and the god-worshipping spear were also at his side.

The white-haired old man led all the masters to the roof of the lobby, and in the entire Changsheng Gang mansion, only the Tang Sect disciples who were ambushed around were left, and the disciples of the Tianlong Sect who were gathered in the backyard and ready to go.

The original disciples of the Chang Sheng Gang were already outside the mansion, and they couldn't help much, so they simply went outside to investigate. Aside from the fact that the Changsheng Gang was heavily guarded, the rest of the people in Dongsheng City didn't know what was coming, and the night market was as hot as daytime. It's just that among the noisy crowds in the streets and alleys, there are a lot of soldiers shuttling around.

Chang Lin naturally told his brother about Lao Tzu, and his younger brother was the commander of Dong Shengwei, so he immediately mobilized the army to search for Lao Tzu's whereabouts. It's certainly useless, but it's better than sitting back and doing nothing.

When the time came, there was a sudden movement in the city, and in the four directions of the southeast, west, and north, there was a peak master who suddenly appeared and slaughtered those ordinary people.

Who are these four people? It is Gongsun Qian, the Ghost, the King of Yama, and the Duanhuang Tianxuan.

Lao Tzu's subordinates were all here, and the news soon spread to the Changsheng Gang.

Upon learning of this, Zhang Nianshan was indignant: "What kind of Taoist originator, is it such an indiscriminate killing of innocents? Father, let's hurry up and stop it!"

The four peak masters went on a killing spree, they had no scruples, although the soldiers of the Dongsheng Guard and some disciples of the Changsheng Gang went to block it, but they were not the enemy's enemies at all. In addition, there are still many civilians involved, which makes it impossible for the army and the Changsheng Gang to show their hands.

The white-haired old man had a serious expression, facing Lao Tzu, who might sneak attack at any time, it was too disadvantageous for him to disperse his strength. But he also didn't want to see innocent people die, so he commanded: "Master Long, Mr. Ouyang, Mr. Shangguan, and Yuan Daxia, please ask the four of you to stop the four enemies!"

These four people are relatively weak, and Gongsun Qian and the other four are actually at the level of ordinary peak masters, so it is really hard to say which is stronger and which is weaker.

It is naturally safest for the white-haired old man to go in person, but when he is gone, how can he ensure the safety of Chen Feng and the artifact? Therefore, he retains the strongest combat power as much as possible to deal with Lao Tzu, who will come at any time.

Long Xiangtian, Ouyang Bo, Shangguan Batu, and Yuan Daxia went in four directions, and after a while, they saw the four enemies who were going on a killing spree.

Gongsun Qian and the other four did not march towards the Changsheng Gang's mansion, they stayed close to the city gate, as if they intended to attract everyone over, so as to disperse the power of the Martial Arts Alliance.

Long Xiangtian met the king of Yama, and now the more he looks at the demon gate, the more unpleasant he becomes, and the twenty-eight palms of the ascending dragon have been played strongly.

King Yama's eyes glowed with red light, and the Crossing Immortal Divine Skill was released, and a layer of black internal force swept through the streets and alleys, and the internal force had substantially turned into black gas, annihilating the divine dragons formed by the dragon's palm power to the sky one by one.

Long Xiangtian was taken aback, but he didn't take a step back, and forced himself to cast the twenty-eight palms of the ascending dragon in the air, and the palm power became stronger and stronger, but he couldn't break through the Yama King's Divine Skill of Crossing the Nether.

In the end, the black qi continued to approach Long Xiangtian, Long Xiangtian couldn't help but roar, the roar was like a dragon's groan, he could be said to have used all his strength, but in the end he was still shocked by the Crossing Divine Skill and flew out upside down......