On the cyan wind boat, Mu Yu looked at his lower abdomen with a pale face, and a blood stain was deeply imprinted, which was injured by the sword qi of the Five Poisons Ancestor who sacrificed the flying sword, if it wasn't for Mu Yu who didn't hesitate to open the wolf boots at that time, maybe that sword would have been able to cut himself in half!

"What a fast sword! Even if I sacrifice all the spiritual treasures on my body, it is estimated that I can only hold on for a few breaths......" Mu Yu muttered softly, this was the first time he had a face-to-face fight with the Great Monk of the Tsuki, and under the palpitations in his heart, he was also bowing his head and pondering, sorting out the scene just now, and increasing his sense of battle - if the next time he encountered the flying sword attack of the Monk of the Tsuki, how should he resist it?

"Huh?" Mu Yu glanced back in surprise, and found that the Five Poison Ancestor had actually harnessed the flying sword and was quickly approaching him. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

Mu Yu's expression revealed a grim coldness, fortunately, he recovered all his mana in the morning, and the spiritual power in the dantian was abundant, and he swallowed the pill to heal his injuries while driving the Qingfeng boat.

Compared with the Great Monk of the Foundation Building, the amount of spiritual power of Mu Yu is less than one-tenth of that of others, and the other party can control the flying sword and maintain a high speed in pursuit, while Mu Yu can only control the Qingfeng Boat while holding the spirit stone in his palm to replenish his mana.

Gradually, the speed of the pastoral language slowed down, and the Five Poison Ancestors were harnessing the flying sword, constantly approaching, narrowing the distance between them and the pastoral language.

Mu Yu was a little flustered in his heart, but his expression remained calm.

"Hurry up! hold on a little longer, and you'll be in Anzhou City!" Mu Yu gritted his teeth, bit the tip of his tongue, and squirted a mouthful of pure blood into the Qingfeng Boat, and the next moment, the speed of the Qingfeng Boat skyrocketed, and a wisp of Qingmang disappeared into the sky in an instant, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

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An hour later, over the city of Anju.

I saw a green mang approaching quickly, and the disciples of the Lijian Sect who were on duty on the city tower hurriedly sent a warning signal, and in just three breaths, three hundred disciples formed a set of eight-clawed fire mantis array.

"It's Brother Priest!" exclaimed, feeling the familiar aura fluctuation in the green mang.

Immediately, everyone saw a stream of green mangs that were clenching on the green mang, and the monstrous killing intent spread, and the breath alone was at least five times stronger than the green mang in front!

"Building the foundation...... Great Monk?!" A white-robed monk with a young face trembled his teeth.

"Array!" At this time, Tan Yong rushed over, and after feeling the breath of the green mang, his pupils suddenly shrank, and when he drank loudly, he sacrificed the crimson token, and the magic circle composed of thousands of people formed in an instant.

Roar!

The eight-clawed fire mantis raised its head, its sharp claws slammed into the air, and slammed into the green mang.

Hearing a dull sound of "bang", the eight-clawed fire cockroach retreated, and the green light stopped abruptly.

The Five Poison Ancestor snorted lightly, clutching the flying sword that had been knocked away, and his expression was gloomy and uncertain for a long time.

Mu Yu fled into the array, feeling like he was soaking wet, he didn't have time to breathe, he looked at the Five Poison Ancestor with a nervous face, I don't know if he dared to single-handedly take on the magic circle composed of more than a thousand Qi refining cultivators!?

The two sides confronted each other on the tower of Anzhou City.

After a while, the Five Poison Ancestor let out a long roar of unwillingness, controlled the flying sword, and left in an instant.

"Huh......" Mu Yu collapsed to the ground tiredly, gasping for breath.

Tan Yong withdrew the magic circle and ordered some junior disciples to be vigilant, and then, he came to Mu Yu's side, looked at the blood mark on his abdomen, and wondered: "Senior brother, what is going on?"

Mu Yu shook his head with a wry smile, his expression showed a touch of sadness, and he recounted the previous encounter.

"Damn! these ants in the secular world dare to provoke our sect!" Tan Yong clenched his fists, and his brain made up the picture of the tragic death of ten junior disciples, and his eyes suddenly turned blood-red.

After a while, Tan Yong patted Mu Yu's shoulder and comforted: "Senior brother, you don't have to blame yourself, the situation at that time, there was no way but to escape, and if you stay, you can only add a corpse...... However, the junior disciple was able to survive nearly three days under the pursuit of the Great Cultivator of the Foundation Building, and if it spread, it would definitely cause quite a stir in the Immortal Cultivation Realm!"

"That Great Monk of the Five Poisons Sect has already had an arm cut off and was seriously injured beforehand, otherwise, I wouldn't have survived three days under his pursuit. The shepherd said.

"The palace has changed suddenly, does the junior brother think it's Wu Zhaoguo's ghost?"

Mu Yu pondered for a moment and sighed: "Even if it is not a ghost made by Wu Zhaoguo, the secular world ...... It's going to change completely......"

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The day before the pastoral language entered the territory of Anzhou, a news came out of the imperial court: the old emperor died suddenly of a vicious illness at night, leaving an edict and appointing the seven princes as the new monarch.

On the same day, the seventh prince ascended the throne and changed the name of the year to "Xinshi" and the emperor name "Xuanwu".

Immediately, Emperor Xuanwu killed the prince at Wumen on the grounds of the prince's rebellion, abolished his surname, demoted him to a beggar surname, and removed his name from the family tree!

In addition to the crown prince, his concubines, sons, daughters, strategists, and all the princelings and ministers of the princeling party were beheaded one by one, and the three clans were connected!

For a while, the people and ministers were panicked, as if there was an invisible blood mist enveloping the entire capital.

However, what surprised everyone even more was that on the second day after Emperor Xuanwu inherited the throne, he ordered the removal of more than 130 military attachés such as three generals and seven deputy generals from the border pass.

God, it's really changed!!

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Duoer Prefecture, the garrison of the monks of the four major sects.

"Smack!" A piece of rune paper was crumpled into pieces by the Huang Master of the Sword Sect.

Huang's face was full of anger, just now, he received Tan Yong's origami Feihe, and reported to him a series of shocks in the secular world.

"The Dong'an royal family has rebelled! All the border cities in the south have been opened to welcome the entry of millions of secular troops of Wu Zhao Kingdom, and now, the secular army of Wu Zhao Kingdom may have arrived in the capital!" Huang Zhangmen said to the other three sect heads with a gloomy expression.

"How could this be, why didn't any news leak out in advance?"

Huang Zhangmen recounted the experience of Mu Yu, and at this time, the other three sect leaders also received origami flying cranes, and the situation described above was probably very similar to what Huang Zhangmen said.

"Thousands of calculations, I never expected that a group of ants in the secular world would dare to betray my four major sects. The head of Chunlei Valley, surnamed Liu, clenched his fists, and there was a cold glow in his eyes.

Everyone was silent, and at today's point, the monks of the four major sects are fighting fewer and fewer, and the defeat is becoming more and more obvious, it is no wonder that the secular royal family, which has always been very honest, will rebel and surrender to Wuzhaoguo.

"We can't delay any longer, we must open the Silver Spell Altar in advance!" said Master Ping.

"It's easy to say, but it's hard to do. Master Huang shook his head.

"Then use the Arcana to smash the altar!" Liu Zhangmen slapped the armrest, startling everyone, thinking that his suggestion was too bold, what if after smashing the altar, the demons inside were also wrenched into ashes by the power of space?

However, the three of them thought about it and felt that there should be no such possibility, otherwise, wouldn't it be enough to directly smash the altar with the power that sealed the demon in the first place?

"Yes...... You can give it a try. Master Huang pondered a little and nodded.

Head Ping and Head Ji glanced at each other, and nodded helplessly, if there was any other way, they would not take such a rather radical approach.

"Fellow Daoists, let's start preparing, don't let that demon run out and vent his anger on us. Liu Zhangmen said.

"I'll help it get out of trouble, even if you don't thank us, you won't deal with us, right?" said Ping's head indifferently.

Master Ji shook his head and said, "Demons are moody, it's better to be careful." ”

"Ji Daoyou is right! This seat also wants to go back to the sect to deal with the defense of the sect. Huang said.

The three of them were slightly stunned, and then came to their senses.

Dong'an opened its borders and led the millions of secular troops of Wu Zhao Kingdom into it, and the troops approached Anzhou City.

If Anzhou City is lost, it means that the gate from the Sword Sect will be completely opened. The secular army can push the line to the foot of the old nine mountains!

Although with the power of the secular world, even if tens of millions of troops are consumed, they still want to attack Lao Jiushan one step, and in the outer areas, they will be wiped out by the ubiquitous prohibition and formation strangulation, but there is no big mistake in being careful, and the vigilance that must be there is still to be necessary.

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In Anzhou City, millions of iron horsemen in the secular world have come to the city.

The immortal cultivation realm of Wu Zhaoguo is also gathering an army of monks, from the original few hundred, gradually surging to thousands!

This number will increase over time!

"Hey, I can't hold it......" Tan Yong sighed lightly, his face full of sadness.

Although Anzhou City is the gate of Gongwei from the Sword Sect, it is actually nothing in terms of value alone.

Even if Anzhou City is lost, with the worldly soldiers and horses and these thousands of monks, if you dare to break into the old Jiushan, you will definitely not see the sun tomorrow.

Lao Jiushan has been operated by the Sword Sect for thousands of years, and there are countless forbidden formations of all kinds, even if it is a great cultivator of the foundation, there is a possibility of falling.

In addition to the defense of the outer mountains, at the location of the sect of the Sword Sect, there is also the ancestor master who left behind the great array to protect the sect, if it is activated, the strong people in the Dan stage will be frightened.

"Senior brother, what does the sect say?" Mu Yu walked over, after a few days, his injuries had recovered as before, and the scale of spiritual power in the dantian seemed to have increased a lot compared to before.

Tan Yong didn't speak, and handed the rune paper turned into origami flying cranes to Mu Yu.

After reading it, Mu Yu's brows suddenly tightened together, and he whispered: "Isn't this a betrayal of this group of mortals?"

"The sect treats mortals like ants, even if you and I have compassion in our hearts, it will be useless. Tan Yong whispered, his expression full of sadness and complexity.

On the rune paper, the Lijian Sect ordered Tan Yong and Mu Yu to delay the enemy's pace with secular warfare, preserve the vitality of the disciples in the sect, and if they can't do it, they can lead the disciples in the sect to withdraw from Anzhou City in an orderly manner and abandon here.

"The sect also knows that Anzhou City will definitely not be able to be saved, so it is better for us to take the initiative to give up here and reduce unnecessary casualties......

"Voluntary abandonment and forced withdrawal...... Senior brother, do you think that one is more pleasing to the ear and better to listen to?" Tan Yong asked flatly.

"None of them sound good, anyway, they all mean defeat. Mu Yu spread his hands.

"For the sake of the so-called face...... Tan Yong pointed to a group of patrolling officers and soldiers, and sighed: "...... Don't hesitate to turn this place into a miserable prison......"

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Seven days later, Anzhou City was lost, Tan Yong and Mu Yu retreated north with thousands of disciples, and after resting for a few days in a small town under the old Jiushan Mountain, they were ordered by the sect to go to Jingzhou. (To be continued.) )