"Lu Tong, tell me the basis of your suggestion. After everyone finished speaking, Hao Qiuyuan, who had not expressed his opinion, asked Lu Tong.

"Master, fellow disciples, I'm just making a suggestion, if we think it's inappropriate, we can also slowly fight a war of attrition with them, but when we go out to patrol or fight the enemy in the future, the chance of being besieged or killed may be a little higher. ”

In the face of some people's opposition and Hao Qiuyuan's inquiry, Lu Tong didn't explain anything too much, but just replied unhurriedly.

There is really nothing specific to explain this problem, it is nothing more than the difference between a quick decisive battle and a war of attrition, but Lu Tong's idea is too bold and has the element of playing psychological warfare with the enemy.

However, as soon as Lu Tong finished saying this, everyone's faces changed, and the matter was clear, the overall strength of the enemy besieging Wanquan City was stronger than that of defending Liliang, if it was consumed step by step, no one dared to be sure that he would be auspicious and would not encounter the same encounter as Hao Lianfeng, so they all lowered their heads silently, did not speak, and waited for Hao Lianfeng and others to make a decision.

Seeing that the Moyun Sect monks were about to come to him, Hao Lianfeng looked at the hundreds of Qi cultivation stage disciples standing on the city wall, and then looked at the several high-level monks present, and then communicated with Baili Wentian, Chu Xiong, Huang Wanxing and others, Zuihou's face muscles trembled a few times, his eyes looked straight at the Moyun Sect enemy who was about to come in front of him, gritted his teeth, and ordered loudly and resolutely: "All the disciples of the Qingquan Sect obey the order, fight this battle as a decisive battle, regardless of consumption, not afraid of losses, everyone uses their lives to annihilate the enemy." ”

"Obey the orders of the master, everyone will use their lives to destroy the enemy. As soon as Hao Qiuyuan finished speaking, all the Qingquan Sect disciples who were waiting for the battle rang out a roar like a tsunami.

At this moment, with Hao Qiuyuan's order issued, no matter whether the people present agree or disagree with Lu Tong's suggestion, everyone will use their lives and will face the first battle of Wanquan City with a decisive attitude.

Pride, courage, determination, and murderous aura surged into Lu Tong's heart, and also into the hearts of every Qingquan Sect monk present, all of them stood at the head of the city, staring ahead, quietly waiting, waiting for the decisive battle to come.

Not long after Hao Qiuyuan issued the order, a group of disciples of the Moyun Sect of the Wushan Sect led a group of demon beasts to quickly come to the outside of the Wanquan City of the Qingquan Sect, looking at each other from afar, forming a confrontation formation with the monks of the Qingquan Sect.

Staying at the forefront of the Moyun Sect are two late stage of the Jiedan, a total of three monks in the middle of the Jiedan, plus two golden-horned pythons that are five feet long in the late stage of the third order, and the thickness of the water tank, are wrapped and standing upright, spitting out letters from time to time, and screaming a few times, the two late monks of the Moyun Sect are the same as mortals of fifty or sixty years old, dressed in gray clothes, with a somewhat similar appearance, prominent cheekbones, sunken cheeks, and pointed jaws, very ugly, the only difference is that the late stage monk on the left has a deep scar on the left side of his face, that mid-stage monk Lu Tong has seen, it is the cultivator who fought with Chu Xiong when he entered the city, with black hair and round face and square eyes, looks like a rich and noble person, because his battle-aiding demon beast was seriously injured by Hao Qiuyuan, and he can't continue to fight in a short time, so he can only rely on his own strength to fight, and the three people and two demon beasts are at that station, full of aura.

This is the first time that Lu Tong has directly faced each other with a third-order late-stage combat-type demon beast, and the threat of the third-order late-stage demon beast that has already become a demon pill is really different, the golden-horned python hissed, and Lu Tong was also trembling in the depths of his heart, but fortunately, Hao Qiuyuan, Baili Wentian and others also released their aura and suppressed the scene.

On both sides of the monks of the Moyun Sect, there were two late stage monks, three middle stage, one early stage monk with a total of six foundation building stage monks, as well as three golden-horned pythons, four clouded leopard lions, a total of seven demon beasts of different levels above the second order, which were also powerful and full of deterrence.

Behind the Moyun Sect's Jiedan and Zhuji Cultivators, there were nearly a hundred disciples in the late stage of the Qi cultivation period and a similar number of late first-order disciples mixed with several golden-horned pythons and cloud-stepping leopard lions in the early stage of the second order, and Liliang was not to be underestimated.

Looking at the entire Moyun Sect's invading monk team Liliang, especially in terms of high-level combat power, it was far stronger than the Qingquan Sect's defending city, and everyone couldn't help but sweat, as for what would happen in the battle for a while, they could only experience it in the battle.

"Hehe, Master Hao, I haven't seen you for more than a hundred years, Feng Qian is polite, a few days ago, you Qingquan Sect disciples unknowingly killed nearly ten disciples of my Moyun Sect, which really made Feng unbelievable, there is no other way, Feng Qian can only lead most of the same sect to ask for an explanation. The Moyun Sect put down the formation, and the late-stage cultivator with a scar on his face on the left said to Baili Wentian with a sneer.

"Hehe, too, I haven't seen you for more than a hundred years, Brother Feng Qian is still the same, but what should I call you at this time? After the Moyun Sect monk with a scar on his face on the left side finished speaking, Hao Qiuyuan was lukewarm and said in a mocking tone.

The monk on the opposite side is obviously the rapid wind dry that Baili Wentian once mentioned, and the other monk around him is a brother, the same elder of the Moyun Sect, the commander of the invasion of Wanquan City of the Qingquan Sect, I heard Hao Qiuyuan say that this rapid wind dry was also the head of a big sect in Wushan country, more than a hundred years ago when the Wushan country invaded, the two had a big battle, and the rapid wind dry was seriously injured, and the knife mark on his face was the memorial left by Hao Qiuyuan, and at this moment he also kept this scar, obviously reminding himself not to forget hatred and always be ready for revenge。

"The head of the house is not in charge, it doesn't matter, the loss of a few disciples, it's not too important, the important thing is that our Wushan Kingdom has completed the annexation, and your Yunyang Kingdom is still in dispute, even if we can't take your Yunyang Kingdom this time, I believe that it won't be long before your Yunyang Kingdom will be in internal and external difficulties, and it will be a matter of time before the country is destroyed, this is really sighing!"

"Hehe, Brother Fengqian's words are to the point, knowing that he can't take down our Yunyang Kingdom and our Qingquan Sect, but he still doesn't know whether he is alive or dead, and he comes to give his life, which is really incomprehensible to Hao, as for the internal and external difficulties you said, whether to merge or not, that's our Yunyang Kingdom's own business, so I don't have to worry about Brother Fengqian. In the face of the sarcasm of the rapid wind, Hao Qiuyuan's face changed slightly, and he quickly returned to normal, and pushed back-for-tat.

"Haha, Master Hao, we won't participate in your Yunyang affairs, if there are only our two sects, Moyun and Wuyun, it is really two things that can't be taken, but with the support of the allies, it is almost a sure thing, so, I still persuade Hao Zhangmen to see the situation clearly, you might as well join our Moyun Sect as soon as possible, I can recommend you to the elders of this sect regardless of my previous suspicions, with the strength of Hao Zhangmen, it is easy to get an elder position. In the face of Hao Qiuyuan's sarcastic words, Rush Fengqian was not angry, but hahadaxiao said twice, and persuaded him to surrender here.

When he said this, Rush Fengqian glanced at the third-order late-stage demon beast Golden Horn Python beside him, and the Golden Horn Python turned its body, spit out the letter, and screamed a few times in a very cooperative 'hiss'.

"Big brother, what do you have to say to him, with the help of the Golden Horn Python and the Clouded Leopard Lion, I am afraid that Hao Lao'er will turn the sky upside down, so he will attack him directly, take his life, crush his golden pill, and refine his soul, so as to avenge your blood revenge back then. As soon as the words of the rapid wind dry fell, the rapid wind kun on the side pointed at Hao Qiuyuan and shouted arrogantly.

"Haha, hurry up and dry, hurry up and dry, it seems that you have lived in vain all these years, but you have grown in age, and your knowledge is not as good as your arrogant brother, if you want to fight, you will fight, where is there so much nonsense, leave a memorial on your other face for a while, so that you will never forget the power of our Yunyang Kingdom Qingquan Sect." In the face of the clamor of the rushing wind, Hao Qiuyuan also daxiao a few times, suddenly his face sank, and he said to the anxious wind dryly.

As soon as Hao Qiuyuan's words came out, the faces of the two people, especially the rapid Fengqian, instinctively touched the scar on the left side of his face, his eyes were straight, his face was crooked, and he looked even more ugly, his lips moved slightly, obviously he was pointed to the sore spot by Hao Qiuyuan, and suddenly, he clenched his fists with both hands, and sacrificed a high-grade magic weapon, three moon-night forks, pointed at Hao Qiuyuan, and screamed wildly: "Ah! Hao Lao'er, let you die without a corpse for a while, in order to avenge the revenge that hurt me back then, and attack me." ”

After saying this, the Rapid Fengqian took the lead in rushing out, and the third-order late-stage Golden Horned Python also 'hissed' twice and screamed wildly, followed by the Rapid Fengqian to attack Hao Qiuyuan, and the other Moyun Sect monks saw this, and they also sacrificed their own weapons, shouting to attack the Qingquan Sect monks on Wanquan City.

"Ten thousand punishments, you help Wentian deal with the rapid wind kun and the demon beast, and the others are looking for opponents, regardless of consumption, regardless of losses, attacking. Facing the attackers of the Moyun Sect who were galloping, Hao Qiuyuan stared, shouted at Huang Wanxing and the others, and then the cold light flashed in his hand, and the top-grade magic weapon Four Elephant Whirlwind Wheel shot out, and in the blink of an eye, he was fighting with the Rapid Wind Dry and the Third-Order Golden Horn Python.