Rivers and lakes

"So low?" Zuo Luo was very different.

The tentacles extending outward from Wan Du Sect have long been cut off by them, and many hidden stakes that paid tribute to Wan Du Sect have also been eliminated. Over the past year, Wan Du Sect has killed or injured more than a thousand people.

On the Zhengdao side, each sect specially dispatched the first-class masters in the sect for today's battle, and dozens of sects assembled, more than 360 people mighty.

In Zuo Luo's eyes, how could she not be able to defeat the Wandumen, who was already at the end of her strength, and the outcome was only five or five.

"You're bluffing me, no matter what, the chances of winning are not so low." Zuo Luo's face was anxious, Yu Teng was not a person who talked a lot, but he was not a person who would belittle himself either.If the odds of winning were so small, half of the people who came to attack Wandumen today would probably die.

Fortunately, Han Lu made a sound in time, otherwise Zuo Luo might have asked Zhao Xin, who was mediocre in swordsmanship, to go back.

Han Lu said: "Actually, it's not that serious. There's about a [-]% chance of winning. The main reason is that Wan Dumen's poison kung fu is too strong. We didn't deal with the fifth fox's direct descendants after all, so the poison kung fu is naturally much inferior. But if today I'm in a hurry." Speaking of this, Han Lu remained silent.

Zuo Luo naturally knew that each sect had its own life-saving unique skills, and they were not commonly used on weekdays. If they were used, they would hurt the enemy one thousand and self-defeating eight hundred.

Yu Teng looked at the back of the Confucianism School who was walking in the forefront, and disagreed: "You say that, just considering the situation of the Wandumen. Don't forget that the people who came to attack the Wandumen today are not of the same mind at all. .Don't look at us having a large number of people. If the hearts of the various sects are not in harmony, it will be difficult to achieve great things. Unforeseen circumstances really happened..."

Ouyang Yi clicked his tongue twice, and said, "The so-called dead fellows don't die poor people, not to mention someone who can back him up before he dies, at least someone who can protect him twice." He was used to being free, and he was used to thinking Say what.

Although Tan Ming didn't get the true inheritance of Yifeng's swordsmanship, he has learned a lot of moral sense, so he frowned and said, "Ouyang."

These years, Tan Ming stayed in Qingcheng Mountain to take care of the head, and did not go down the mountain with his brothers and sisters. He always kept the beautiful fantasy of the people and things outside Qingcheng Mountain like a paradise.

Ouyang Yi was too lazy to tell him these truths that were difficult to write in a book, thinking that when things really happened, maybe Tan Ming would believe it.However, Ouyang Yi thought that based on Tan Ming's temperament, even if he saw it, he would never admit that it was a despicable nature born in man.I had no choice but to say: "Cheng Chengcheng, I know you are not used to it."

Zuo Luo worried: "If the situation is not optimistic, why are you so calm and don't know how to think about it?"

Yu Teng said innocently: "I've thought about it. Attacking, defending, and retreating, I've thought about it." As he spoke, he pointed at Han Lu with his chin, "Isn't it because someone here met someone in private, All my ideas are gone."

Zuo Luo Daqi: "What's the situation?"

But Feng Yan seemed to have thought of something, her eyes suddenly opened wide, she ran to Han Lu with small steps, and asked: "Yu Teng said, is it the little uncle?"

Han Lu didn't speak.

Feng Yan covered her mouth and looked around, afraid that the people next to her would not know that she was going to whisper.

She leaned into Han Lu's ear and whispered, "I heard from Que Chuan that you and the little uncle... eh?" Ask Xiang Hanlu straightforwardly.

Han Lu hardly hesitated, and immediately hummed.

Feng Yan was so frightened that she covered her chest, straightened up in a posture about to fall, and fell directly on Zuo Luo's body.

Tan Ming saw it, and with a puzzled face, he pulled Yu Teng and asked, "What's going on?"

Yu Teng beckoned, Tan Ming hurriedly moved his ear to him, held his breath, and listened attentively.

Yu Teng whispered: "Actually, I don't know either."

Tan Ming's eyelids immediately lowered, and stopped when they were about half an inch away from the lower eyelids. The two black eyeballs moved to the right collectively, and the expectant expression on his face immediately returned to its original position.I don't express my contempt.

"Dare to play tricks on me!" As he said, he flung his teeth and claws at Yu Teng.

The sound of slapstick is especially clear in the silent team.Zhou Feng, who led the Confucianism School forward, has actually been quietly paying attention to the cold road these days.

Before noticing, he was only worried about Han Lu's young genius, and worried that Han Lu would be a major resistance to Confucianism when he grew up.But after paying attention, it is not only Han Lu who is really worrying.

Yijiangu didn't care about world affairs for seven or eight years, and he had been forgotten by everyone, so he didn't pay attention.

In addition to the amazing cold road, Yu Teng, who can fight ten against one in formation, can be underestimated?Ouyang Yi, who can save emergencies on the battlefield with three injections and two medicines, isn't he the target of all sects vying to win him over?

And that's just showing.Besides them, Zhou Feng at least knows of one of Yijiangu's disciples who don't go out of the mountain gate all year round, Que Chuan, who is as good at alchemy as Gongtai.

There is also a white-haired woman wearing a silver plain dress and holding a big sword. I heard that she is a disciple of Yifeng. Charge into the battle, stay calm in the face of danger, and behave like a woman at all.

Zhou Feng thinks that there are women like Confucianism, and he can only pick one or two out of hundreds of people. It can be said that the swordsmanship and sword intent are not bad, even better than the white-haired woman, but when it comes to iron and blood, they dare to kill Compared with the white-haired woman, Fa Guojue is hard to hold a candle to.

Calculated in this way, Yi Jiangu only has nine young disciples, at least five of them can provoke a party, not to mention the rest.Such a talented Yijiangu, can Zhou Feng not be afraid?

Yi Jiangu did not forget the revenge that besieged Yi Jiangu back then, so Zhou Feng naturally still remembered it, let alone expecting to reconcile with Yi Jiangu.

There are cracks in the reunion of broken mirrors, not to mention that the Confucianism School and Yi Jiangu have no friendship at all.

Zhou Feng clenched his fists involuntarily.

The Wangmu Mountains stretch as far as the eye can see.

A group of people walked like ants in the snow-capped mountains.Behind the ants colony, there is a vast mountain shrouded in clouds and mist, shrouded in white smoke, which is not really visible.

Gu Wuyou's eyes were wrapped with three-finger-wide black cloth strips, and he stood against the wind.The wind and snow blow his long hair, and there is an independent beauty in the wind and snow.

Guan Yu stood behind Gu Wuyou, looking at the suzerain's back, for some reason, he had the illusion that the suzerain seemed to be going back with the wind, far away from this land.

At this moment, in the silent mountain forest where the cold wind howled, there was a sudden sound of fighting.

A determined smile appeared on Guan Yu's face, and the lore finally unfolded.

For this day, Mo Yunzong waited too long.

A mile away, Wandumen and Jianghu people fought fiercely, and the sword light and saber aura roared, reminding Gu Wuyou of the scene when Weijun Pavilion attacked the Sun Moon Terrace back then.

Had it not been for the cold roads back then, coupled with the favorable conditions of people and location, Moyunzong would have been unable to resist their attacks in groups.After this year's catastrophe, Wan Dumen's vitality was severely damaged.

Therefore, Gu Wuyou didn't think at all that Wan Dumen could survive this attack.

As for how many righteous people will die because of this, with Gu Wuyou's current cold heart, he doesn't care at all.

Taking [-] steps back, if the righteous way is really no match, a temporary retreat, the hundred or so magic troops carefully selected by Gu Wuyou, is not just for holding the stage.

Therefore, his main purpose today is not to cheer, but to dig thousands of poisonous sects to accumulate for hundreds of years after both sides are exhausted.

The Poison Artifacts and Poison Sutras handed down by the Wandu Sect for hundreds of years are not ordinary products.

The Sun Moon Terrace will always be the power center of the Moyun Sect.Even though the headquarters of the Moyun Sect has moved to other places, the Sun and Moon Terrace is still the supreme sacrificial platform, and instead of declining in status due to the transfer of power, it reveals a misty holiness.

Now, standing on the sun and moon platform is not the blood demon, the supreme suzerain of the Moyun sect, but the second in command of the Moyun sect, one of the four major sub-rudders, and now controls the four regions in the north and south with one hand. His prestige is no less than that of Mu Chong of the Gorefiend.

Mu Chong rested his hands on the white jade railing, letting the mountain wind blow his luxurious robes.He stood for a long time, stretched out his hand to press down the blown sleeves, only to realize that even now he was getting closer to the suzerain even when he was getting dressed.

Could it be that one day, like a blood demon, he can command thousands of troops and smash through mountains and rivers.

The magnificent mountains and rivers outside the Sun Moon Terrace are the battleground for men to fight!

Mu Chong couldn't help being fascinated, and then laughed at himself. He didn't even take the position of suzerain, but he already coveted the position of the leader of the demon sect?

Nangong Mu came from behind him and asked softly, "What level has your Kunlun Dafa practiced to?"

Mu Chong smiled complacently, "It's already the third weight."

Mu Chong followed the two saintesses under Gu Wuyou's favor, and made rapid progress in practicing Kunlun Dafa.

At the beginning, Nangong Mu did not agree to pass Kunlun Dafa to Mu Chong. Firstly, Kunlun Dafa is such a rare inner strength method, how could it be given to others so easily, and secondly, he was worried that Mu Chong would have disobedience.

Mu Chong already had the ambition to achieve great things, if he had peerless internal strength, how could the Gorefiend hold him down?

But the suzerain insisted, and Nangong Mu couldn't stop him.

Mu Chong asked suddenly: "I heard from the suzerain that the reason why he became the suzerain can be said to have been facilitated by you. The Kunlun Dafa was given by you, and the Moyun sect was supported by you saintesses before. To be honest, I don't understand why you only choose the Suzerain instead of others."

After a pause, he said again: "Don't say that the suzerain is the son of the old suzerain, you will be loyal to him. This point does not make sense in our Moyun sect."

Nangong Muxian said: "Then why do you want to guess me?"

"I can't guess it." Mu Chong said: "I guessed it before, but so far, you have gained nothing except practicing Kunlun Dafa with the suzerain."

Speaking of this, Mu Chong was taken aback, "Could it be because of Kunlun Dafa?"

Nangong Mu looked into Mu Chong's eyes and said lightly, "If I tell you that without the suzerain, you can't practice Kunlun Dafa, do you believe it?"

Mu Chong has only been practicing Kunlun Dafa for two or three years, even if he faces the enemy head-on with Fifth Hu, the patriarch of the Wandu Sect, he is still able to fight.

Kunlun Dafa has such a great charm, not to mention Mu Chong who has tasted the sweetness, even the blood demon who is so entangled by demonic nature that he is neither human nor ghost.

So Nangong Mu wants to see how Mu Chong will react when he learns that apart from the blood demon, he can no longer practice Kunlun Dafa.

If Mu Chong was dissatisfied, Nangong Mu thought... what could she think, it seems that with Mu Chong's current strength, Nangong Mu, who only knows how to sacrifice and feed blood, can solve it.

Thinking of this, Nangong Mu had no choice but to let go of his fist.

Unexpectedly, Mu Chong smiled casually, "I said, the root cause is here. If so, the suzerain can't let the suzerain go away so easily, at least you have to finish practicing Kunlun Dafa first."

A superficial smile appeared on Nangong Mu's face, and the concern just now faded away, "You have to ask the suzerain what it means."

Mu Chong laughed loudly, "You don't need to ask, with you here, the suzerain won't be able to escape easily."

Nangong Mu smiled and said nothing.

Proving the way with longevity is not only Nangong Mu, but also the dream of several generations of saintesses of the Moyun sect.Now, after the Gorefiend handed over the mundane affairs of the Moyun Sect, he will have more opportunities to demonstrate the Dao.

Break through the mundane dust and soar up.

"It's strange to say that the suzerain will be eroded by the demon nature when practicing Kunlun Dafa, but we will have little impact on following the practice. Perhaps this is precisely the reason why we can practice Kunlun Dafa." Nangong Mudao: "After the suzerain retired, the important task of the Moyun Sect will be It's on your shoulders."

Mu Chong didn't seem to care much, "At that time, the Wandu sect will have collapsed, and only the Huajian faction will still be surviving in the east, which is not worth mentioning at all. When the limelight of the victory of the righteous way is over, I will command the magic army and smash through the Huajian sect." group!"

If Moyunzong took the opportunity to annex the Huajian faction when the Wandumen had just been destroyed, it would definitely arouse the resentment and hostility of the Jianghu Zhengdao who were high-spirited because of the Wandumen's destruction. good.

Nangong Mu nodded, knowing that Mu Chong knew it well, so he no longer worried about Mo Yunzong's survival.

At this moment, someone ran over in a hurry and said anxiously, "Master, beyond the mountain, beyond the mountain!"