Chapter 398 The Battle of the Sect 11
The battle is still going on. Unlike Xia Houtian's calmness, Zhao Qiang and the other two gradually became a little weak. Maybe the successive screams interfered with him, or maybe they were considering something else.
In a word, no matter what the three people think, Xia Houtian knows that the overall situation has been determined, and what he has to do is to support the three people as soon as possible to prevent the death-to-death counterattack of all factions!
"You are really calculating!" Zhao Qiang shouted angrily.
Just now, the suzerain of Wuxiang, his brother, spread the voice to him with secret methods. There were no disciples of Wuxiang and fell into a hard battle, hoping that he could get out of the battle and support the sect as soon as possible.
"Ha ha, isn't it?" Xiahou Tian smiled and said yes. Since ancient times, the winner is the king and the loser. As for the others, there is no need to say too much.
Liu Xing and Huang Sha also have gloomy faces and entangled faces. In addition to anger, they may be more of a deep helplessness.
"Two of you, Tiandong Sect is so small that you can't resist it. Please forgive Huang for having to leave!" Huang Sha made several fierce attacks, temporarily forced Xia Houtian back, and immediately said what he was thinking.
Zhao Qiang and Liu Xing were stunned, but they were not surprised. In fact, the situation between the Liuguang School and Wuxiangzong is not much better, but it's just a hundred steps.
"Huangsha Taoist friend, to be precise, we are defeated. It's not that we are not as good as others, and we are also fatal!" Liu Xing suddenly sighed and looked at Xia Houtian with deep eyes, as if he wanted to remember this face firmly.
Xia Houtian did not take advantage of the situation to attack. It was not that he gave up, but that he knew that it was fruitless. The previous fight had already made him understand that if he wanted to leave the three people in front of him, the opportunity was very small.
Of course, if Xia Houtian can fight for the price of heavy injury, he will not be able to get what he wants, but in the current situation, there are some pictures of snakes and feet.
Therefore, Xiahou Tian is happy to see the other party retreat in the face of difficulties, so as to preserve his strength and wait for the follow-up. After all, there are also many sects on Qingyun Mountain, led by Wuliangzong.
Looking around, in the violent aura, there is a faint trace of blood. On the bright red earth, it seems to be writing an epic of killing.
Zhao Qiang retreated in turn and returned to their respective sects. It has to be said that the addition of Shangren in the Yuanying period made their original collapsed defense line stabilized again.
Dozens of small and medium-sized sects gathered in one place, and hundreds of scattered practitioners were peeping around. Their eyes were red, like a hungry lone wolf, always ready to encroach on the last energy of the other party.
Maybe the spirit has been exhausted, or maybe Sanxiu is born to weigh the gains and losses of interests. Seeing the other party become the turtle in the urn, many Sanxiu have adopted the strategy of watching the fire across the shore, surrounding the other party, but they do not come forward.
For each faction, the situation of defeat has become a foregone conclusion. The leaders or elders of each faction are now considering not how to escape, but how to save the last bit of the elite of each faction. If the loss is exhausted, then each faction will be depressed. Maybe it will be swallowed up by other factions and disintegrated in a moment!
"The master of the streamer, what should I do now? You have to make an idea!" The owner of Tianjianmen urged anxiously. At this moment, there are less than five people left in Tianjianmen, which is indescribably lonely.
Hearing the inquiry of the Lord of Tianjian Gate, when he saw the few disciples of various factions around him, the master of the streamer suddenly had an unreal feeling, like heaven and hell, forming a strong contrast.
"Why is it like this? Who can tell me why?" The doormaster of the Liuguang faction suddenly shouted sadly.
Unfortunately, no one can give him an answer. Even if it was Liu Xing, he didn't expect such an end. Looking back to the moment when he attacked the Qingyun faction not long ago, he seemed to see the tomorrow of the Liuguang faction.
Originally, the owner of the streamer faction also hoped that Zhiduo on Qingyun Mountain could lend a helping hand. Unfortunately, until now, Qingyun Mountain still looks very quiet, close at hand, but he can't save him. He has already understood that Zhiduo is killing donkeys.
The owner of the streamer faction shook his head helplessly. He knew that to this day, it was their own fault. If they had not been greedy for the accumulation of the Qingyun faction for thousands of years, they would not have fallen into the current field.
They were defeated, defeated by the hands of San Xiu, whom they had always looked down on, and by the hands of a group of mob in their minds. He knew that this was caused by many reasons. The key point was the teenager who came slowly in front of him.
In his early twenties, the feeling of youth is given to the streamers and patriarchal elders of all factions!
"Who the hell are you? It seems that I haven't heard of you in the Sanxiu?" The owner of the streamer thought left and right, but he had no impression of Xia Houtian.
"Ha ha, this doesn't matter!"
I don't know why they can't have any hatred for the leaders in front of them who have left most of their elites here.
Looking at the scattered monks gathered around, the patriarchs of all factions seemed to be able to predict what their fate would be.
"The master of the streamer?" Xia Houtian asked unconfirmedly.
"That's right, sir?" The master of the streamer asked back.
"Ha ha, Sanxiu - nameless!"
Xia Houtian's mind flashed with an inspiration and thought of a plan that could make the infinite sect headache for a long time, so he decided to continue to hide his identity.
"Ha ha, you are very cautious!"
Xia Houtian's answer also dispelled the remaining doubts of the head of the Liuguang sect. In his opinion, Xia Houtian's every move, words and deeds reveal traces of scattered cultivation, not like a person in the sect.
Unexpectedly, Xiahou Tianjiu's departure from the Qingyun School, coupled with the special environment of overseas islands, has created his unique way of behavior.
In the thinking of the master of the streamer school, and even in the thinking of most people in the school, being unique and cautious is synonymous with scattered cultivation.
Just as the owner of the Liuguang School was preparing to continue the conversation, Xia Houtian suddenly burst out a heavy news, which made everyone on the other party, full of gray eyes, a glimmer of hope.
"The owner of the streamer faction, I think the value of each faction should be expensive, right?"
"What do you ask this for? Does your Excellency think that all of us can stay? The owner of the streamer said with a gloomy face.
If it hadn't been for the last bit of strength, he would not have compromised with Sanxiu anyway, but for the continuation of the sect, there has always been a voice in his heart reminding him that he must do so.
However, this does not mean that he will be slaughtered by others, the fish will die and the net will be broken, and the streamers will not be afraid.
Everything is predetermined. The heaven is in a cycle. He is really doing his last effort as the master of the door, although he knows clearly that his hope is very hopeless.
"Ha ha, the Liuguang door owner don't need to do this. If I say that I can let you go, what should I do?"
Xia Houtian's seemingly relaxed words undoubtedly surprised everyone. Many Sanxiu were first puzzled, and then under the reminder of some people, they suddenly realized.
In fact, doing a meaningless fight at this moment will only consume their own strength. What the divers do is interests. As long as the interests are enough, it is not impossible to let these people go.
Someone may say that once the people of these sects leave, they may launch various factions to retaliate!
When I think about it, I think it's very ridiculous. These people return to the sect. If the loss is so great, they will be depressed for a long time. The first thing they need to do is not to investigate the problems of the monks, but to ensure that the sect will not be annexed by other sects. The continuation of the sect is above all else!
When their strength is restored, perhaps in the scattered cultivation, most people are no longer what they used to be, or die, or dominate one side!
"Are you serious about this?" The owner of the Liuguang sect confirmed again.
"A gentleman's word, a whip!"
As soon as this statement came out, the owner of the Liuguang sect understood what Xia Houtian meant and immediately responded, "Please give us an hour. How about discussing it with everyone and replying to you?"
"A quarter of an hour, I only give you a quarter of an hour. As soon as the time comes, if you haven't reached an agreement, then I'm afraid I can't restrain the group of people behind me!"
The wind and clouds on Qingyun Mountain are changing, and accidents can happen at any time. Xia Houtian must solve everything as soon as possible and wait for the last moment.
The doormaster of the Liuguang faction did not strive for anything more. He returned to his own place and discussed with the remaining patriarchs and elders of the sect.
Xia Houtian did not wait. He ordered Chen Lun and Lan Xin to take some scattered warnings on Qingyun Mountain. He was worried that Zhiduo and others would make some changes.
A quarter of an hour passed quietly. Xiahou took a step forward and shouted loudly, "Master of the Liuguang School, do you have an answer?"
Just a quarter of an hour, Xia Houtian had unified the opinions of the practitioners and almost figure out the bottom line of the other party.
The master of the Liuguang School came slowly, stopped 20 meters in front of Xia Houtian, and said, "Sir, after discussing, we have decided to take 100,000 medium-grade spiritual stones, more than 100 medium magic weapons, and 15 magic weapons as conditions. I hope you can show mercy!"
The owner of the streamer school lowered his posture as much as possible and clearly said the conditions for everyone to discuss. However, for a moment, he could not see any expression on Xia Houtian's face, and his heart suddenly fell into the trough.
After a long silence, Xia Houtian suddenly said, "Liuguang door master, Ming people don't say secret words. I know very well how much strength each faction has. I'm afraid these are a little less."
Xia Houtian still understands the reason of the negotiation. In fact, the other party's conditions are close to the bottom line discussed by Xia Houtian and others, but it is not so easy to let everyone go so easily.
The owner of the streamer school is also very clear that it is impossible for the other party to agree quickly, so the condition just now is only half of their bottom line. The reason why he is afraid of this is that the other party's lion opens his mouth, and he has room for maneuver.
"How much do you think is appropriate?"
The doorkeeper of the streamer kicked the problem to Xia Houtian. He didn't want to expose his cards too early. However, this move made Xia Houtian see through in an instant. The conditions just now were far from reaching the bottom line of the other party. Otherwise, the other party would not have denied it so easily, but would be ashamed and angry, and would not be as calm as it is now.
"Double!"
The short two words immediately made the owner of the streamer show a trace of horror. Although it was well covered up, it was still caught by Xia Houtian.
Originally, Xia Houtian said so, but when he saw the other party's expression, he even, maybe he still wants to be less, maybe this is the other party's psychological bottom line.
Although Xia Houtian's request did not exceed the bottom line of the discussion of each faction, the owner of the streamer faction will not agree so easily. After all, if they pay less, they can have more capital to restore their strength.
"No, it's too much. The factions have suffered heavy losses this time, and they also need these!"
"Double it, plus ten fist-sized Gengjin!" Xia Houtian added again.
"What? Do you think Gengjin can be obtained so easily? A piece of Gengjin the size of a fist alone will cost a practitioner of immortals in the Jiedan period. In a few years, hundreds of catties of fine gold can be condensed out. Even the inventory of each faction is added up to only half. No, I can't agree!" The master of the streamer shouted toughly.
"Add another Ang Subaru!" Xia Houtian ignored the other party and continued to raise the price.
"How do you know that I have a Ang Subaru horn in the Streamer School?"
Ang Subaru is a kind of alien beast's horn that has long been extinct. It has a strange effect and is indispensable for refining Jinbo lotus. Originally, Xia Houtian was just a tentative idea, but he didn't expect that the other party really retained this thing. It seems that the heritage of the sect is really extraordinary, and it is not comparable to Sanxiu!
"Plus..."
Hearing that Xia Houtian was going to increase, the owner of the Liuguang School was in a hurry and immediately shouted, "Okay!"
Man is a knife, I am a fish, and I am a weak streamer. At the beginning, I lost the initiative!