When Mr. Hong got the news, the main peak of Jianzong also got the news.

Zhou Haitian's eldest disciple Zhou Jianxing reported the matter to Zhou Haitian.

"Elder, a million warriors besieged our Jianzong, including two masters. What should we do?"

Zhou Jianxing was a little flustered. He was not afraid of the million warriors, but the two masters.

Zhou Haitian frowned and said, "Why are you panicking? They are looking for Yun Jianfeng, not our main peak.

Let the people of Yun Jianfeng solve this matter themselves."

Zhou Haitian used to think that this eldest disciple was good, but he was far inferior to that Lin Feng.

Zhou Jianxing said, "I'm afraid Yun Jianfeng can't hold on for long.

If Yun Jianfeng is destroyed, it will damage the face of our Jianzong."

Zhou Haitian thought for a while and said, "Then we will take action when Yun Jianfeng can't hold on."

Zhou Haitian wanted to take the opportunity to see Lin Feng's true strength.

That day, he asked his senior brother Ji Xuanwu to compete with Lin Feng, and neither of them went all out.

This time, Lin Feng will fight two masters alone, so he must show his true strength.

On the several roads leading to Yunjian Peak, seven groups of people are marching towards Yunjian Peak.

These people are not marching very fast, and it is estimated that they can reach Yunjian Peak at noon.

They can march quickly, but several leaders think it is unnecessary. Going slower can put pressure on Jianzong.

There is a striking eighteen-man sedan chair in the Wuji Palace team.

In the sedan sits an old man with white hair and beard and bare upper body. This man is Li Chunqiu, the master-level elder of Wuji Palace.

Beside Li Chunqiu, there are eight charming female disciples serving him.

Some people massage his shoulders, and some people massage his legs.

A female disciple sitting in Li Chunqiu's arms said, "Elder, we sisters are weak, and the Sword Sect will not let us participate in the battle, right?"

Hahaha, Li Chunqiu laughed twice and said, "Such a big battle, how can we fight.

I will personally go, and the Sword Sect will also give me some face.

The people of Yunjianfeng must be handed over to us to deal with, so as to avoid a big war."

The female disciple obviously knew some news, "Yunjianfeng will not sit idly by, right?

I heard that Lin Feng of Yunjianfeng slaughtered millions of warriors by himself, and his strength is comparable to that of a master."

Li Chunqiu hugged the female disciple in his arms and said, "What if he is comparable to a master, I am a master.

This time I personally went out for this Lin Feng.

I want to see if he is as powerful as the legend says?"

The female disciple in his arms said with a pinched throat, "Elder is so powerful."

The sedan chair was churning, and the disciples carrying the sedan chair felt a little uncomfortable.

They all complained in their hearts. Elder Li had been practicing for hundreds of years and should have been indifferent to the affairs of men and women. Why did he prefer this?

In another group of people, there was also a sedan chair with eighteen bearers, in which sat Mu Chenxiao, a master elder of Xingchen Pavilion.

This man looked only thirty or forty years old, but he had also practiced for hundreds of years.

He was the only one in his sedan chair, and he was not a person who liked pomp and circumstance.

The sedan chair was prepared by his disciples, and he sat in it reluctantly.

The master elders did not like to show up in public, and sitting in the sedan chair was quieter.

Xingchen Pavilion lost more than 100,000 disciples a few days ago.

Such a big event naturally alarmed him, and his disciples quickly checked the cause and effect.

Although he was in the wrong and was killed instead of being killed, the martial arts world was not a place for reason, so he came here in person to get back at him this time.

The other groups of people knew that there were two masters in charge, so they were all fearless.

Grandmaster-level warriors are already legendary in Shenzhou. In the past hundred years, no one has heard of a grandmaster-level warrior taking action publicly.

Two of them came at once this time. I'm afraid the entire Sword Sect will be shocked.

Sword God Zheng Haotian also sat in an eight-man sedan chair. The last time he fought with Mr. Hong, the outcome was not decided. This time, he planned to defeat Mr. Hong and become the first person under the Grandmaster.

The people on the roadside looked at the passing army of warriors and talked about it.

"Shouldn't warriors be high and mighty? Why are they all sitting in sedan chairs?"

"I'm not an ordinary warrior, I'm a warrior master."

"The warriors' lives are getting more and more extravagant now."

"So many warriors are rushing to the Sword Sect. Are they going to fight again?"

"Fight. One less person is killed. It has nothing to do with us anyway."

"Yes, we'll finish work at noon today. Go back and lock the door and sleep at home to avoid being affected."

Yun Jianfeng is also making preparations.

Mr. Hong had ordinary people with little martial power sent to Wanjian City at the foot of the mountain.

The people from the seven major sects were heading for Yunjian Peak and would not attack Wanjian City.

Wanjian CityThe people who live in it are all the families of the Sword Sect.

If Wanjian City is really disturbed, it will break the rules of the martial arts world. I am afraid that more than half of the Grandmaster-level elders will have to return from Taixu.

Wu Jinlei looked at the direction of the main peak and said, "Master, why is there no movement from the main peak for such a big thing?"

"I am afraid that the main peak does not want to intervene. We have to handle this matter ourselves at Yunjian Peak."

"Millions of warriors and two Grandmasters, how can we handle it?

Are we relying on Junior Brother?"

"We have to handle it even if we can't. Go down and make arrangements.

Last time, the seven major sects lost a million warriors. No matter what the reason is, there must be an explanation.

The main peak wants to use the lives of our Yunjian Peak disciples as a stepping stone for them.

I am afraid we have to wait Almost everyone on our side has died, and the main peak will intervene.

So this matter can only rely on ourselves and your junior brother.

Go down and make arrangements. "

After Wu Jinlei left, Mr. Hong said to Lin Feng beside him: "How is it? Two masters, our master and disciple will deal with one each."

Lin Feng looked down the mountain and said: "Teacher, you don't have to do anything, I can deal with two by myself."

Lin Feng didn't want Mr. Hong to do anything. Mr. Hong had just learned the Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Origin, and it was a bit difficult to use this trick to deal with the masters.

Lin Feng has been preparing for this matter these days. It has absorbed enough thunder power to launch the third level of Thunder God's Descent.

The first level of Thunder God's Descent can deal with Ji Xuanwu.

The third level of Thunder God's Descent should not be a problem to deal with two masters.

Moreover, he has learned the Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Origin, and his combat power has been improved.

He is even less afraid of the millions of warriors.

If those people dare to take action, Lin Feng will dare to slaughter them all.

Those are all breakthrough points.

Mr. Hong patted Lin Feng on the shoulder, "Don't be so stubborn, our Yunjian Peak is counting on you to make it flourish."

"Teacher, I'm really not being stubborn. If we really fight, I'll start first. If I can't beat you, it's not too late for you to attack."

"Okay, I'll support you."

Lin Feng's strength is stronger than his, and Mr. Hong is still very convinced by Lin Feng's words.

Mr. Hong looked down the mountain, "After passing this level, the road will be easier. I want to make this world run according to the wishes of our master and disciple."

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