"We didn't attack the caravan of Zhenyangmen, spare our lives!"

"Spare your life, we will never dare to attack the people of the True Yang Gate again in the future, I beg you. ”

"Spare my life, I surrender!"

......

One by one, the sand bandits began to beg for mercy, and some even knelt on the ground, constantly kowtowing, however, all that was waiting for them was a butcher's knife, and the True Yang Gate would not forgive them, and this was the price to be paid for provoking the True Yang Gate.

"Miss, aren't you ready to make a move, if you continue like this, it is estimated that everyone will die in the hands of Zhenyangmen. ”

Secretly, several pairs of eyes were paying attention to the entire battlefield, and the Tsar stood next to Feng Wu and whispered to Feng Wu.

Although he didn't take these bandits to heart, after all, these bandits were all following him, and he didn't feel good watching being slaughtered like this.

"These people are all soft bones who bully the soft and are afraid of the hard, keeping them is just a waste of resources, let them kill a few more disciples of the True Yang Sect, which is their last value. ”

Feng Wu's gaze did not fluctuate, the Burial Heaven Sect took root in the Beichuan Desert Sea, but it just needed these sand bandits as shields, and now, these shields were worthless, so they could be abandoned.

The Tsar moved his mouth, and in the end he didn't say anything, he couldn't control Feng Wu's decision.

Soon, an hour passed, and there were less than a thousand sand bandits who were still struggling to hold on, and the others had turned into corpses, or even no bones left.

These sand bandits were almost all wounded, but they didn't beg for mercy, not because they didn't want to beg for mercy, but even if they begged for mercy, Zhenyangmen would not let them go, they would only die worse.

"Stop!"

At this moment, an abrupt voice came from the depths of the Beichuan Desert Sea, and then, Feng Wu flew from the far sky with thousands of people, everyone's breath was not weak, the tsar and the left envoy of light did not show up, they were emperors, and they couldn't change anything, once they made a move, they would violate the ban.

"Finally can't help it?"

Blood Slaughter, Tu Longzhen and the others had already received the news from the prison, and knew that there were people from the Burial Heaven Sect hidden in the secret, so they were not surprised by the appearance of Feng Wu and the others, and everyone was no stranger to Feng Wu.

At this moment, the True Yang Sect still had no intention of stopping, and the attack was even heavier, until several powerhouses of the Burial Heaven Sect forcibly tore open the battlefield with a breath, allowing those sand bandits to escape.

It wasn't until all the sand bandits had escaped from the battlefield that all the people of Zhenyangmen gathered together, and Li Yuanba, Blood Slaughter and others stood at the forefront, and the two camps faced each other.

"Pavilion Master, avenge your brothers. ”

After those sand bandits escaped from the battlefield, they all knelt in front of Feng Wu and called Feng Wu the pavilion master.

"Go to the back, all of you. ”

Feng Wu didn't have a good impression of these people, but just said lightly.

"The hands of the Burial Heaven Sect are really long, this is the grudge between my True Yang Sect and the sand bandits, it has nothing to do with the Burial Heaven Sect, does the Burial Heaven Sect want to violate the ban?"

Tu Long Zhen said coldly, obviously using the ban to suppress the Burial Heaven Sect.

"There is no Burial Heaven Sect here, only the Qianlong Pavilion, the Tsar has always been a member of the Qianlong Pavilion, and this Beichuan Mohai is also the mountain gate of the Qianlong Pavilion. The True Yang Gate has come here, and it is too much to take the Hidden Dragon Pavilion seriously. ”

Feng Wu naturally wouldn't admit that she had anything to do with the Burial Heaven Sect, what she had to do was to let the Qianlong Pavilion appear in the Southern Wilderness Continent in the name of it.

"What bullshit Qianlong Pavilion, I've never heard of it, either just stand aside and everyone is safe, or come and fight for you and I live. ”

Lei Xiaotian didn't take Feng Wu and his party seriously at all.

"The dragon flame of the True Yang Gate is half dead, what kind of arrogance do you have?"

Feng Wu's eyes were full of anger, and a touch of murderous intent swept across his eyes.

Although there are only a thousand people behind her, these are all the powers cultivated by the Burial Heaven Sect, and the lowest is the imperial realm, among which there are four quasi-emperors and thirteen ancient emperors, in terms of overall strength, they are even stronger than the True Yang Sect.

"At the beginning, you were defeated in the hands of the master, and now, you are also not the opponent of the master, if the Qianlong Pavilion really wants to oppose the True Yang Gate, then don't blame the True Yang Gate for being polite!"

The indifferent voice of the Blood Maniac Slaughter is also very strong.

Hearing this, the killing intent in Feng Wu's eyes was even stronger, and the words of the Blood Slaughter definitely touched her taboo.

"Today, this seat wants to make the True Yang Gate pay the price!"

Feng Wu let out a deep sigh, and then said four words to the people behind him.

"Kill them!"

Feng Wu's voice fell, and the people behind him showed hideous faces, and then killed the people of the True Yang Gate, and a strong aura swept over.

"Fight!"

Li Yuanba snorted sharply, and then he also killed each other with the disciples of the True Yang Sect.

For a time, the big war began again.

"Let Lao Tzu meet you!"

Lei Xiaotian had already targeted Feng Wu's body, and with a flash of thunder under his feet, he was killing Feng Wu, piercing the void with one finger, and the terrifying thunder light tore out, turning into a thunder sword light, splitting the void where Feng Wu was located into two.

"Look for death!"

Feng Wujiao shouted, the momentum of the peak of the Nirvana Realm rose, the jade hand turned into a palm, the Hao wrist swirled lightly, and with a palm slapp, the thunder sword light was shattered.

In the next moment, the two fought together.

The four quasi-emperors of the Qianlong Pavilion, Tu Longzhen and Lei Youyou each stopped one, and the remaining two were stopped by Longchen and Zhan Wushuang, although the two were only ancient emperors, their combat power was not weaker than that of the quasi-emperor.

Blood Slaughter, Jin Dissatisfaction, Soul Girl and others led the rest of the True Yang Gate to confront the people of the Hidden Dragon Pavilion, however, although the Hidden Dragon Pavilion did not have any advantage in numbers, the overall strength was the upper hand, especially the thirteen ancient emperors, the True Yang Gate could not resist at all.

Time passed slowly, the battle of thousands of people became more and more intense, people on the side of Zhenyangmen continued to fall, more people were injured, no one flinched, they were all desperately fighting.

Secretly, the prison is paying attention to the entire battlefield, and his expression is also solemn, the True Yang Gate side obviously does not have an advantage, and if it goes on like this, it will definitely pay a lot of price, however, he can't interfere at all.

"You're a prison?"

At this moment, the tsar appeared not far from the prison, and his eyes fell on the prisoner.

"You're the Tsar?"

The prison has already guessed the identity of the tsar.

"To be precise, I'm the deputy pavilion master of the Hidden Dragon Pavilion. ”

The tsar replied lightly.

Now, the sand bandits no longer exist, replaced by the Qianlong Pavilion, which is also his mission to come to Beichuan Mohai.

"If you're just there to say this, you can leave. ”

The prison withdrew its gaze from the Tsar and continued to focus on the entire battlefield.

"The True Yang Gate has no Long Yan, at most it is just a tiger without sharp teeth, if the True Yang Gate is smart enough, don't provoke the Hidden Dragon Pavilion again. ”

After leaving a word, the tsar left.

(End of chapter)