Section 291 Hong Junxuan [Second Update]

I saw dozens of cultivators with shining light stepping on flying swords, each with a face as frost. Dozens of people fell into the outer hall cultivators, and the leader of them pointed at He Xiang and scolded as soon as he stopped.

"He Xiang! You are so bold! Senior brother was killed! You dare to conceal it and not report it!"

He Xiang didn't listen to He Xiang's defense immediately, and glanced at the other elders with a cold face: "This seat is Hong Junxuan, the second disciple of the ancestor, from now on, this seat will be in charge of the outer hall! If anyone is not satisfied, there will be no forgiveness!"

The faces of the other elders all changed greatly, but no one dared to speak, Hong Junxuan, many of them had seen it.

"This seat will give you a chance to make meritorious deeds. Hong Junxuan's eyes were full of murderous intent, pointing to the guards under Jinwu City, and said: "Allow you to lead a thousand people, if you can defeat this group of hillbillies, I will forgive you from your crimes." If anyone is cowardly, then don't blame this seat for being ruthless!"

The elders were all pale as dirt.

Although this team didn't know what the combat strength was, the killing intent was so condensed that it was terrifying, and just looking at it from a distance, they couldn't muster the slightest courage.

"What?" Hong Junxuan's face turned a little colder: "You don't want to?"

Several other Mingxiao disciples also looked at everyone with unkind faces, as long as He Xiang and them resisted a little, they would take action.

He Xiang's face was as dead as he could, knowing that he was powerless at this time, and Mingxiao's patience with them had reached the limit. He said with great difficulty: "I do." ”

There is only one way in front of him, to survive in death.

Hong Junxuan and the others would not give him his way at all, and as for escaping, he never even thought about it. The small mountain realm is so big, but there is no place for him.

Seeing He Xiang speak, the eyes of the other elders were uncertain, especially the elders of the Triple Heaven of Condensation, who were unaware at this time. But for a few Mingxiao disciples who faintly surrounded them, they also knew that it was not so simple to escape.

They stood silently beside He Xiang.

Hong Junxuan and other Mingxiao disciples flashed with hatred in their eyes, Huang Zhuoguang's death was like a thunderbolt in the sky for the Mingxiao faction. Most of these Mingxiao disciples take the senior brother as an idol, and the death of the senior brother is still in the small mountain realm, a place they have never felt threatened, how can they swallow this breath.

He Xiang knew that it was useless to argue, so he didn't speak, and directly picked a thousand people.

The sudden arrival of the Mingxiao disciple immediately made the battlefield that had been eased down immediately tense again. Everyone's eyes were focused on Hong Junxuan, which made Hong Junxuan feel unprecedentedly excited, the senior brother was not there, and it was finally his turn.

He had waited for this day, for a long time.

As long as this city is captured, the small mountain realm will fall into the control of this sect again, and he will also rise to the top of the boat after making contributions, and he will inevitably replace the senior brother as the new leader among the young disciples of this sect. As for He Xiang, in his eyes, there is more than enough success and more failure. If it weren't for them, the situation in the Xiaoshan Realm would definitely not have deteriorated to such a point.

"The disciples of the Mingxiao Sect are so hopeless. The big man shook his head, his tone indescribably disgusted.

"Hehe, if the heavens want to destroy it, they must first make it crazy, why should adults be angry with them. The middle-aged man chuckled.

"That's right. Dahan nodded, and immediately showed a look of anticipation: "It's also a good thing." In this way, we can also see what is unique about this black armor guard. ”

It wasn't just the onlookers who noticed the changes in the outer hall, Shu Long also noticed.

His expression immediately became serious, and he glanced at the boss in Jinwu City, and he whispered to the adult in the necklace: "My lord, they seem to be about to make a move." ”

"Do it?" The voice of the adult in the necklace suddenly became excited: "Good, good, kill, kill them all!"

Shu Long was startled, this adult's murderous aura was really heavy. But of course he didn't take what he said seriously, he looked at the situation twice, and realized that he was afraid that he would not have time to loot for the time being, and he suddenly became a little depressed. The boss asked them to loot, and now they can't complete the task.

The first task given to Wei Ying by the boss was not completed, and Shu Long was extremely unhappy.

But at this time, he also knew the severity, and the other party set aside a thousand people to come out, definitely not to have dinner with them. On the spot, he did not hesitate to order the assembly of the songs.

Wei Yingzhuo, who was originally scattered all over the mountains, gathered quickly with Shulong as the center at this time, as if Shulong was a magnet, attracting them to get closer quickly. The heavy black armor did not pose any obstacles to them, and although they could not fly, everyone was extremely agile, and after a few jumps, they returned to the camp.

Zuo Mo sat on the auspicious clouds and nodded secretly, Shu Long was really calm. He didn't say anything, just asked Fu Zhan Towers to be ready to support at any time. Any team will be useless in the end without actual combat. Before, he thought that the Wei Camp would not have any effect in the short term, but now he found that the Wei Ying's progress was far beyond his imagination, and he suddenly had a little confidence.

The short round of confrontation just now had actually consumed the combat effectiveness of the eastern and western battalions. The support that Fu Zhan Diaolou could provide was quite limited, so Zuo Mo had no choice but to let them recover their spiritual power quickly.

He was also curious about what powerful means the guard camp had.

With his understanding of the Pu Demon, if this guy is not sure, he will never come out and be embarrassed.

Pu Demon will only do one thing, and that is to show off!

The guard camp was integrated as quickly as possible, and Shu Long did not give the order to retreat to the city, but prepared to meet the enemy outside the city.

"They have school exams, and you have them. ”

The words of the adult in the necklace made Shu Long's face turn white with fright.

"I've taught so many things, and if you put your mind to it, you won't be overwhelmed by this little scene. ”

There was no trace of emotion in Pu Demon's words.

"If you can't handle it, you don't have to live. Although your boss is soft-hearted, you are useless and can only be a burden. ”

Shu Long is not angry, he is already dozens of years old, and he has been a cultivator for 20 years, he has never suffered anything, and he has never seen any world. Although the adult's words are not good, they are not wrong. He tightened the heavy black armor on his body and raised his head, his gaze only resolute.

If you can't even deal with some scenes, how can you be worthy of the boss?

He slowly swept around and said in a deep voice: "This is our first battle! I know that everyone has been waiting for this day for a long time, and we are working hard to cultivate, for what is it for? This is for this battle! Even if we die today, we must set up the name of the guard camp!"

His voice was not loud, but everyone in the guard camp was excited.

Zuo Mo didn't hear their words, he looked at the black qi churning over the guard camp with some surprise, and it suddenly increased a little, and in his eyes it was as thick as ink, and even he couldn't help but feel a strong sense of danger.

What a powerful battle formation!

Zuo Mo was shocked inexplicably, the female cultivator beside him, who had not moved, suddenly lit up with a faint purple glow in her eyes, and stared at the guard camp for a moment.

In the spiritual eye, I saw wisps of black gas coming out of each camp guard, and as soon as the black gas came out, it turned into the formation and wandered in the formation. In the blink of an eye, the array was filled with countless tiny filamentous black gas.

"Let's go!" He Xiang said in a deep voice.

The other elders silently took out the flying sword and urged the spirit armor. Behind them, a thousand cultivators also took out the spirit armor one after another, urging the spirit armor.

The sky, once again, was filled with light of various colors.

All eyes are once again on these two teams that are about to collide.

From the point of view of strength, the outer hall occupies an absolute upper hand. Their spirit armor is far better than the heavy armor of the guard, and in the eyes of many cultivators, it is the first time that someone can use such a thick and clumsy heavy armor.

And from the perspective of personal strength, the outer hall is the absolute upper hand in the battle. Among the elders in the outer hall, there were several Condensing Triple Heavenly Cultivators. As for Wei Ying, although their cultivation method is very remote, their personal strength is mediocre, and they have not even seen a conspicuous master.

Many people's eyes realized that they glanced at Zuo Mo and shook their heads one after another.

Hong Junxuan sneered: "Heavy armor, they still thought it was a thousand years ago, such old and antique things were moved out, who told me that they had a lot of oil and water? The outer hall was killed by such a group of people, so many people? Waste is waste, and if you enter our Mingxiao Sect, it will not be able to be cultivated!"

"Hehe, that's! How can they compare with the senior brother, as soon as the senior brother comes out, it's just a gesture!" A junior brother patted his ass and said: "Don't say that Jinwu City, just a few more, and the senior brother is also handy!"

Hong Junxuan was full of pride: "When this city is captured, everyone's credit will not be lost!"

"Senior brother is wise!"

"Follow Senior Brother, you can get naked!"

......

The other juniors flattered Hong Junxuan, and Hong Junxuan's vanity was unprecedentedly satisfied, and he waved his hand: "Look at this group of waste, what is the use." ”

Other people's eyes also turned to He Xiang.

"Kill!" He Xiang didn't talk nonsense, and rushed to the front with it. The other elders didn't say anything and followed closely, and the thousand cultivators didn't dare to disobey the order.

There was a scream in the sky.

The sky was full of light and rain, rushing towards the guard camp outside Jinwu City!

Ten miles!

There was no movement, and the silver torrent that everyone expected did not appear, much to everyone's surprise.

"Could it be that the combat strength of the Fu Zhan Towers has been exhausted?" The middle-aged man was a little puzzled: "Or is the Golden Crow City Lord full of confidence in this team?"

Dahan also looked suspicious, both possibilities are very likely, but what they represent is completely different meanings.

However, he said that He Xiang and the other elders originally planned to face the raindrops of thunder, but they didn't expect that after flying for a long time, Jinwu City didn't release a single thunderbolt.

This made them overjoyed, and their morale skyrocketed!

The few elders who had originally planned to run away were relieved at this time, and the outer hall cultivators behind them immediately became high-spirited.

The most terrifying thing is the torrent-like thunder, now the biggest threat is gone, the other party is just a group of dirt buns wearing heavy armor, so what else is there to be afraid of?

What else is there to be afraid of?

Seeing He Xiang, who was hoping for survival, his fighting spirit suddenly boiled, and he hissed and roared: "Kill, kill, kill!"

A thousand cultivators of the outer hall roared in unison: "Kill, kill, kill!"

Seven miles!

Five miles!

Three miles!

The oncoming cultivator roaring and swooping towards him magnified in the beam dragon's field of vision at an astonishing speed.

Shu Long, whose magic skills had been transported to the extreme, opened his eyes, and in his blood-red eyes, a black gas swept through like a black knife, and he drank violently!

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