Chapter 252 Strange Soldier

As soon as Yu Lianzhou's voice fell, the disciples of Xuantianzong suddenly lit up and moved their bodies, quickly forming a triangle headed by Yu Lianzhou. All kinds of light flashed and rushed to the southeast.

Lin Shan smiled, and the blue light on his body flashed, and a faint cyan light enveloped his whole body. He moved and followed behind the nine people rushing forward.

Yu Lianzhou is the person with the highest cultivation except Linshang, and Linshang is the person with the highest cultivation and the strongest defense among many people.

The two of them moved forward one by one, just covering the Xuantianzong people into an iron bucket that could not be splashed. Anyone who wanted to attack the Xuantianzong had to pass them.

Seeing that Lin Shang and his party suddenly made a move, the disciples of other sects in the square woke up one after another and roared at the people closest to them with cold eyebrows. Nearly a thousand lights suddenly lit up and shot at their opponents.

Just now, the square was strangely quiet, and because of the actions of Lin Shang and his party, it suddenly turned into a battlefield where nearly a thousand people fought fiercely!

At the same time, a tragic breath spread rapidly from the square, like a fire that burns everything, instantly igniting the flame of battle in everyone's heart. The flame burned so fiercely that it burned everyone's eyes red, and Zhenyuan waved it freely.

In their hearts, a thunderous voice rumbled.

Everyone is their own enemy except brothers!

Fee the change in the atmosphere of the people in the square, and the faces of Xuantianzong changed. Under the hesitation in their hearts, the trend of progress slowed down a little.

There is no Shushan Square here. It is clearly a battlefield where thousands of people fight against each other!

In this fast-changing battlefield, the most terrible thing is not that you can't compete with others, but your opponent who becomes crazy!

If a man is crazy, fate can't stop him!

Although crazy people are terrible, no matter how crazy people are, there is still a faint sobriety in people's hearts.

Facing the Xuantian Sect who was moving forward like a broken bamboo, there was a clear expression of fear on the faces of the disciples around him. He instantly withdrew the magic weapon he had just shot and protected his chest. His feet couldn't help stepping back a few steps, far away from the people of Xuantian Sect.

There are so many people in the square, and there are 200 places. No matter how powerful the ten people are in front of them, they are only ten people. Even if they are given a winning place, aren't there 190 places left? Why do you fight with them because they are strong? Even if you can barely defeat them, you must have hurt one thousand enemies and eight hundred yourself. Isn't that cheap for others?

Under the psychology of everyone, where Xuantianzong passed, disciples of various sects made way one after another. Although Linshang and others slowed down due to the change of people's atmosphere, they still rushed forward to the southeast.

That direction has the real purpose of their participation in this exchange conference.

Royal Spirit Sect!

Seeing that the menarchish Xuantianzong ignored themselves and others and went straight to the southeast. Those disciples of various sects who had just retreated involuntarily were relieved. Although there were still many enemies gathered around, their frowns still loosened.

There are so many people in the square, as long as they are not looking for themselves. They are so powerful, let them fight, which can reduce the number of people competing with themselves and others. Besides, they fought wantonly, and it cost a lot of money. Isn't it just a bargain for themselves and others? Even if you are not the most cultivated person, if you stand in the first place, I'm afraid others can't say anything, right? However, looking at their aggressive appearance, is there a hostile sect in the southeast?

No matter, let's clean up the kittens and dogs around you first!

Thinking about it, the disciples of various sects who had just passed by Xuantianzong turned their eyes to the people around them, shining with disdainful but penetrating cold light. The eyes seemed that they were a lion, and the other party was just an antelope that they were allowed to devour.

Among hundreds of people, I don't know who was the first to take action. A red flying sword shining with a hot and dazzling light shot into the opposite crowd, and was instantly blocked by several protective rays in the crowd. Although the sword did not shoot anyone, it succeeded in completely opening the whole battle. After hundreds of lights shot out like frightened fish, hundreds of magic weapons flashed with various lights in the air.

You stab me with a sword, I return you with a hammer, and no one will suffer.

On this huge square, there is no clear enemy. It's all because the monks around them don't seem to have enough cultivation and can bully themselves before all sects take action.

However, no matter how low his cultivation is, the monk is also a leader admired by his disciples and favored by his teachers in his own sect. At this time, when they saw that the disciples of other sects saw that they were weak and bullied, they took action against themselves, which made the usually arrogant and high-eyed monks endure it? At that moment, he greeted the brothers around him and released the magic weapon to bombard them back.

Although the attack has no rules and no sign of formation prohibition, it is also very fascinating just by looking at the momentum.

Such a scene takes place everywhere in this huge square.

Looking at the chaos of nearly 1,000 people in the square, Zhao Wenyuan frowned slightly, sighed, shook his head and said, "Hey... the disciples of all schools are really inferior to one generation. I remember that in the last exchange meeting, there were many sects who knew how to cover for ten people and even formed a formation. Look at them, it's really reassuring that the future of my cultivation world will be handed over to them..."

"Well, yeah, yeah."

As soon as Zhao Wenyuan's voice fell, the three old men around him also frowned and responded.

Li Jianfeng's eyes flashed a few times, stroked his snow-white beard, and said slowly, "Brother Zhao is right. The quality of my disciples from all walks of life has indeed decreased a lot compared with a hundred years ago. But" stretched out his finger and pointed to several directions in the square, smiled and continued, "At least a few disciples of the sect performed well."

When the four heard the words, they looked in the direction pointed by Li Jianfeng.

On the huge square, nearly 100 sects were fighting separately. Among them, the performance of the four sects is obviously better than that of other sects. Most of them are five-person main attacks and five-person main defense. While defeating the opponent, they also protect themselves like an iron bucket.

If you are an ordinary disciple, you obviously can't use this method. Because while attacking others, there are at least eight to ten magic weapons around them to attack them. Under the protection of five people, they will definitely not be able to block all attacks and injure the people they attack. But looking at their orderly advance and retreat, one magic weapon can resist the attack of two or even more magic weapons. The disciples of those four sects are obviously well-cultivated people.

The performance of these four sects and 40 people was compared with most people in the square. No wonder they would be seen by Li Jianfeng.

"That's the disciple of our five schools." The old man with Li Jianfeng's left head brushed his beard with a satisfied smile on his face. Obviously, he was overjoyed to see the outstanding performance of his disciples.

"Hmm." The other two old men also had a satisfied smile.

Suddenly, an old man with a dark face turned his eyes to Zhao Wenyuan and said leisurely, "Brother Zhao, I think those four schools are all disciples of our Wuxing Sect, Shushan Sect, Tianjian Sect and Xuanyin Pavilion. Where are the disciples of Brother Zhao's Xuantian Sect? Is it also in that chaotic sect?

Looking at his smiling face and obviously ranking the Wuxing Sect in front of the Shushan Sect when he first spoke, you can guess that this person is the leader of the Wuxing Sect.

When Zhao Wenyuan heard the words, he brushed his snow-white beard and smiled, but he didn't look at the old man. Obviously, he didn't pay attention to the old man's words and the old man himself.

Looking at Zhao Wenyuan's indifferent expression, the dark-faced old man's face suddenly became darker. A sense of anger rose from his heart before he wanted to speak, and he was stopped by Li Jianfeng, who frowned slightly.

"Brother Wang, I know that you have had a grudge against Brother Zhao, but it has been so many years, can't you forget it? How can you make trouble to Brother Zhao? I don't care, but this is my Shushan, here is the decent alliance exchange meeting held! Don't you give me this much face?"

Li Jianfeng, as the head of the Shushan School, naturally has a higher status than the leader of the other four factions. In addition, he is the most powerful swordsman in the whole world of cultivation. He is respected by thousands of monks in the world and has a momentum of not being angry and self-righteous. While talking, the momentum spread out without hesitation and clearly told the black-faced old man that this is my Shushan, and here, Li Jianfeng, has the final say.

Feel the breath around him that can only be looked up like the sky. The black-faced old man's face changed, his eyes flashed a few times, and he arched his hand and said, "It's my brother's impuls impulse. Please forgive me." With that, he turned around and arched his hand to Zhao Wenyuan, "It's wrong with my brother just now. Brother Zhao, please forgive me."

"That's all. We're so old that we don't like this anymore." Zhao Wenyuan turned his eyes a few times, sighed slightly, and returned a bow to the black-faced old man.

"Thank you, Brother Zhao." The black-faced old man was stunned for a moment, a trace of complexity flashed in his eyes, and then saluted Zhao Wenyuan. This action is much more formal and serious than the one just now. Obviously, the black-faced old man agreed with Zhao Wenyuan's words.

Looking at the two reconciled, Li Jianfeng sighed slightly and looked at the black-faced old man, "Brother Wang, aren't you thinking about where the disciples of Xuantianzong are?" With that, without waiting for the black-faced old man to answer, he pointed to a place in the square. "Seeing the triangular queue heading southeast, they are the disciples of Xuantian Sect."

The black-faced old man was stunned and looked in the direction pointed by Li Jianfeng, while the other two old men also looked in the direction of the black-faced old man.

Zhao Wenyuan looked at Li Jianfeng with deep meaning, his eyes flashed a few times, and his eyes also turned in that direction.

In the many chaotic fighting crowd, a triangular line is particularly conspicuous. Looking at the queue and the light emitted from their bodies, it is obviously much higher than the people around them. But strangely, these ten people kept moving forward, but they had never met with any sect and went straight to the southeast. And the sects around them were also extremely strange. When the team passed by, they stopped the battle and made way for them to pass. After they passed, they restarted, and the two sides had to cooperate as if they had rehearsed.

"Are they disciples of Xuantian Sect? The cultivation is so high, where are they going? The black-faced old man frowned, muttered a few words, and looked to the southeast of the disciples of Xuantianzong. When he saw one of the young men in a moon-white robe, his eyes suddenly lit up, and then a trace of surprise appeared on his face. He turned to Li Jianfeng's face and said in surprise, "Brother Li, is the strange soldier you mentioned a disciple of Xuantianzong?"

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The second update. The third update will be a little later, but it will be finished before 12 o'clock. Today, I was dressed as a beautiful candy to seduce a little girl... I'm speechless. Do all the little girls now like beautiful candy?