The years when I explored the fairyland

Time goes back a little.

A group of strange-looking uninvited guests came to the foot of Yunya Mountain.

Some of them were hunchbacked; some had big hands and feet; some had heads that were disproportionate to their bodies; some had ulcers all over their bodies, pus and sores; some were missing arms and legs, and were completely broken...

But it was this group of people who came to the gate of Yunya Sword Sect with a big laugh, seemingly fearless and unconcerned.

Although the Yunya Sword Sect had a large army leaving, such a large sect would naturally not be without people.

Not to mention the disciples who stayed behind, the chores, the outer sect, the slaves, the maids, and the relatives of many deacons, true disciples, and elders were all there.

Moreover, because the large army had left, they behaved more cautiously. Before a group of people came close, Yunya disciples came forward to drive them away.

Then, a man with big hands and feet grabbed his shoulders on both sides and tore him in half with a sudden force.

Blood was like a fountain, pouring all over his body and face, but the man's smile remained unchanged, just showing a bit of weird madness.

The other Yunya disciples guarding the gate were almost scared crazy, screaming and running to the mountain, but they were caught up by other weirdos soon.

They either used their hands and feet, or cut open their chests with knives, or cut off their heads directly, or bit their heads with their teeth...

Their methods were weird and inexplicable, and they didn't play by the rules, but wherever they passed, all living things would be torn into pieces by them.

Corpses were thrown everywhere, and blood flowed down the stairs, staining the ground red, scarlet and dazzling.

Until entering the mountain hall, and then going forward, there was a fork in the road, leading to different places.

These people almost didn't hesitate, and they separated and killed all the way in different directions.

Along the way, no matter whether they were disciples of the sword school, slaves and maids, or family members, as long as they met this group of people, they would die.

Of course, the people left behind in the Yunya Sword Sect were not without experts, and there were also martial artists who practiced marrow. They were extremely angry and took people's lives with every move.

Those weirdos were naturally unstoppable, but as long as they were not beheaded at the first time, even if their bodies were pierced or their internal organs were injured, they could not stop their crazy killing.

What's more weird is that the smiles on their faces never changed.

It seems that killing makes them happy, and being killed also makes them happy!

In the end, the noise became louder and louder, and even provoked two innate martial artists.

One of these two innate martial artists was so old that he could hardly move, and the other had lost his legs and could only sit in a wheelchair, but when they came out, they still killed a lot of weirdos.

But after being entangled by the later weirdos, even if they fully exerted their innate true energy and used all kinds of killing moves,

they were just not careful, and were approached by the weirdos, and they were overwhelmed by the number. The dignified innate martial artists were actually torn into pieces.

The Yunya Sword Sect was very large, and this group of weirdos killed people without holding back.

In fact, they not only killed people, but also set fires. One hall after another was set on fire, and the wooden structure was roasted by the flames, emitting thick smoke.

In this early spring season, under the hazy drizzle, the smoke became thicker and more eye-catching.

The first to discover it were naturally the pedestrians in Anyue City, and the news spread outward at the fastest speed. Almost everyone knew that something had happened to the Yunya Sword Sect.

However, at this moment, there were really few people who dared to move forward.

At the same time, a small-scale riot also occurred in Wenxiang Temple.

It seemed that someone attacked Wenxiang Temple, burned, killed, looted, and took a lot of silver and money, and then fled.

On the Wenxiang Temple side, because the masters were not there, they did not organize a decent resistance. The dignified Wenxiang Temple actually lost face like this.

At this time in Anyue City, naturally everyone knew that the fight between the Yunya Sword Sect and Wenxiang Temple was going on outside the south city.

But now, the two sects’ mountain gates were attacked again.

Anyone with a little bit of brains knew that this was not a good thing, and anyone who still had reason had already trembled in fear at home.

Until the fire on Yunya Mountain grew bigger and bigger, and the thick smoke billowed up, and it was clearly visible ten miles away, it finally attracted the attention of people outside the city.

…

Outside the south of the city, in the air.

Ba Zong Gongye Wang’s face was extremely ugly, and he felt that there was an unknown fire in his heart, rushing out, as if it could burn the spirit of heaven.

Although it was the Yunya Sword Sect that was destroyed, using this kind of trick during the "Life and Death Arena" was a slap in the face of Gongye Wang.

Okay, even if Gongye Wang had no face, what about Ba Zong?

This was a provocation to Ba Zong’s majesty and ignoring Ba Zong’s power!

At this moment, Gongye Wang even had the urge to kill directly and see which bastard dared to be so unscrupulous.

Looking at the battlefield below, he hesitated again.

In fact, as a notary, it was too unreasonable for him to leave now.

At this time, a voice sounded in his ears, as clear and pleasant as a lark.

"Master, Master, something happened to Yunya Sword Sect, something serious happened!"

Gongye Wang turned his head slightly and saw his female apprentice on the top of the city wall in the south of the city, her chest heaving. It was obvious that she had used all her strength when she rushed over.

However, Gongye Wang sneered at her words: "Your master is not blind, so I can see that Yunya Sword Sect will probably be burned to ashes in this fire."

"The problem is, the problem is that I feel the desire of Xuanyue Sect.

If, if I am right, there should be a Xuanyue Sect disciple who has practiced the "Seven Emotions and Six Desires" here."

At this time, King Gongye could no longer calm down. His face suddenly sank and he asked, "Are you sure you read it correctly?"

"Master, I may be wrong about other things, but how can I admit the strange appearance of the Demon of Desire?"

"Good! Really good!"

As he said this, King Gongye moved his eyes slightly downward, staring at the battlefield below, and the aura around his body fluctuated as if boiling.

The next second, the originally pure Qi accelerated in an instant, taking him flying out and heading straight to Yunya Mountain.

At the same time, Old Yunlie also saw the fire and thick smoke on Yunya Mountain, and he suddenly froze and became stiff.

Most of the disciples of the Yunya Sword Sect are here, but that doesn't mean that Yunya Mountain is unimportant.

There is an unknown amount of money, goods, medicine, and magic weapons inside. If this fire is allowed to rage, they will all be gone.

But that’s not the most terrible thing!

The most terrible thing is that on Yunya Mountain, there are relatives and family members of almost all the senior members of the Yunya Sword Sect.

Parents and relatives, sons and daughters-in-law, grandchildren...

Normally, if someone bumps into each other, I would be nervous for a long time, but what if they are all dead now?

Do you think the people below are still in the mood to fight for their lives?

This is an act that disrupts the morale of the army!

Turning back suddenly, Old Yun Lie looked at Zhou Wu, his face full of anger: "Zhou Wu, are you ruthless enough?! Aren't you afraid that the Overlord will pursue you?"

"What are you talking about? Why can't I understand?"

Zhou Wu was also looking into the distance, his mouth still smiling, and his eyes seemed to show pleasure, but his words did not admit it at all.

"You, damn, damn!"

"I should have died a long time ago, but why didn't you kill me back then? Now, it's your turn for the Yunya Sword Sect."

boom!

Old Yun Lie was completely angry. He knew Zhou Wu would not let him go, so he risked his life.

He opened his mouth and vomited, his chest heaved, and he actually sprayed out streams of white mist. In just a moment, the clouds covered the surrounding area.

But it wasn't over yet. He threw the Fire Dragon Sword into the clouds and mist, and he jumped in himself.

As a result, the clouds and mist turned into fire clouds, and inside there was a fire dragon soaring into the clouds and riding on the mist, roaming freely.

With just this move, the originally drizzly weather was even burnt out of rain, and large swathes of dark clouds were burned through.

There is golden light falling on the fire cloud, and it is coated with a layer of mystery and majesty.

This is the killing move of the Yunya Sword Sect in the past. It can only be performed by the martial arts of the innate realm, coupled with the secret technique of "breathing mist", and the magic weapon of the Fire Dragon Sword.

And when these killing moves are used, they even have methods that are beyond the innate realm, showing a bit of the power of a master.

However, this trick is not easy to use, and it is even more difficult to control it. If you lose even a little bit, you have to use your own lifespan to fill it up.

Therefore, the previous heads of the Yunya Sword Sect rarely used it and were extremely cautious.

But at this moment, Old Yunlie was forced to panic.

But Zhou Wu was really not afraid at all, and even enjoyed it a little. He raised his head slightly, and the momentum around him rose like a madman.

The Flying Winged Tiger even grew a pair of wings again, and its figure became a bit more majestic. It opened its mouth and spit out wind knives all over the sky.

Those wind knives cut through the air with a shrill sound, and even formed a tornado that connected the sky and the earth, trying to decide the outcome of life or death with the fire dragon in the burning cloud.

Of course, Yun Lie was not the only one who noticed something was wrong with the Yunya Sword Sect. Almost all the innate warriors present saw something was wrong.

The morale of the Yunya Sword Sect is almost at an avalanche. Even the innate warriors are worried about their relatives.

But Wenxiangguan seemed to have received some clear instructions, and everyone's momentum became high.

Zhongli Linghui, who was originally unhurried, suddenly became energetic.

She swung the long whip in her hand and turned into a python to attack, crushing the great elder Guan Bochuan's fiery palm.

And she suddenly pounced on him, with a series of punches and kicks, which made Guan Bochuan keep retreating. Another slap hit him on the chest, causing him to vomit blood and fly backwards.

But she did not rush to pursue, but raised her arms and shouted: "Wen Xiang Guan, we will win!"

Elsewhere, Chu Zhou looked away from the battlefield between Yun Lie and Zhou Wu, and he felt that his knowledge had been refreshed again.

With the news of these two fighting each other, the world of Zhongwu seems to be unable to hold on anymore, and it is time to turn to Gaowu.

Looking at his two opponents again, he felt that these two old men were the real deal.

Not talking nonsense, he took out an ancient bell, light blue mana radiance surged out, and he shook it casually.

Ding dong!

The ringing of the bell was heard everywhere, even by the two innate warriors. Then, he slowly raised his hand and punched.

The speed was slower, but the fist was still heavy and powerful, the dragon's claws condensed, and many shock ripples were shot in the air.

Then, the two old men were shocked to death, looking extremely relaxed and happy.

But this is really not Chu Zhou's credit, but the effect of the 'fixing bell', which is the power driven by mana.

After doing all this, he stretched out his hand, imitated Zhongli Linghui's actions, and said in a deep voice: "Wen Xiang Guan, we will win!"

At another place, Meijiao Niang gave a sweet shout, and the nine-tailed fox's shadow completely solidified. Its nine tails merged into one, like a spear shooting out, knocking Xin Xingjuan away.

He also raised his arms and shouted: "Wen Xiang Guan, we will win!"

That Xin Xingjuan, as a congenital warrior, was actually a little distracted, because she had a son on Yunya Mountain, which was already in chaos.

In another place, Cao Bao, the king of divine hammer, swung his hammer wildly, knocking away two innate warriors, roaring and raising his arms, shouting: "Wenxiangguan, we will win!"

When the innate warriors took the lead in shouting, the people on the side of Wenxiangguan almost instinctively followed.

Even though many people were exhausted after fighting until now, it was these shouts and shouts that seemed to strengthen their beliefs and bring strength.

And momentum is the most amazing thing.

When one side was distracted and worried about relatives and friends far away, and the other side fought back desperately, the balance of victory and defeat finally tilted.

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