Returning from the end of the fairy road

Chapter 192 Count to Three

In the sky, Lord Daolei glanced at the old man Yuan Qi who was covered with bruises, and said lightly: "You are in a bit of a mess... It seems that the strength of refining the body into a soldier is not as ideal as you imagined."

Old Man Yuanqi snorted and said nothing with a gloomy face. He was obviously shocked and felt a little heavy in his heart.

Lord Daolei looked at Old Man Nie and advised: "Old Man Nie, since this king is here, don't think about taking Old Man Yuanqi's life."

Old Man Nie sneered, "Zidaolei, the life I want to take, I'm afraid I can't save it with your soul mark!"

In a short period of time, Lord Daolei heard similar words twice from Wenzong. The pain of not being able to save Zi Qiuyun the last time could not help but emerge, which made him have a murderous intention towards Old Man Nie.

But when he saw the Lord of Heavenly Sword Kingdom on the other side, he knew that the final game today was between him and the latter. Saving a little effort now would give him a better chance of winning.

After all, it was the "Lanting Tie" written by the calligrapher Lanting.

Lord Daolei said: "I am curious. The desire for "Lanting Tie" you showed that day does not seem to be fake. What was it that made you change your mind?"

Old Man Nie sneered, "What is it? What does it have to do with you?"

"Because of Lan He? I know that you and Lan He are very good friends in private. If Lan He didn't come this time, he must have persuaded you to withdraw, right?" said the Lord of Daolei.

The old man Nie didn't respond, but just looked at him coldly.

The Lord of Daolei Kingdom smiled and said: "Interesting...interesting! Then today, you and Wenzong will be buried here together! Let's see if Lan He comes to save you when you are about to fall?"

He took one step forward, and the Taoist Wheel turned into jade. The endless Taoism surrounded him like fireflies, and the electric light rushed like a long river.

"'Thunder Flash'!"

"Boom!"

In the river of electric light, a thick blue thunder dragon burst out of the sky, carrying many principles, piercing the air, and killing Old Man Nirvana.

"Tempering the body sutra, cutting down the mountains and rivers with the body!" Old Man Nie raised the corners of his mouth, and mountains and rivers formed all over his body. He gathered supreme fist power and blasted at the thunder dragon.

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Another battlefield.

Head Mo Yang looked at the Lord of the Heavenly Sword Kingdom with great solemnity, and said in a deep voice: "Master of the Heavenly Sword Kingdom, I, Emperor Wenzong, and you, the Jinhan Kingdom, have no conflict with each other. Now this is the grudge between us and the Panlong Mansion. You Do you want to get involved too?"

The Lord of Heavenly Sword slowly swept across the land of Wenzong with his profound gaze, not missing any corner. Finally, he slowly spoke and asked: "Where is my son... Ling Yuhang?"

"It's a bit interesting for the lord to find his son and find me Wenzong." Mo Yang said lightly, the lord of Tianjian came here today, he must have a big plan, and he is already on guard in his heart .

To put it mildly, the Lord of Tianjian Kingdom is just here to cause trouble, and has nothing to do with his son or grandson. Ling Yuhang and so on are nothing more than a pretext to do something... Now Wenzong is in a troubled time, and the three Daoye sects Together they are already a behemoth, and he is not afraid of one more Lord of the Heavenly Sword Kingdom.

As the head of Wenzong, he now has some disciples... As the saying goes, there are no eggs left until the nest is overturned. If Wenzong is really in trouble today, he would like his disciples to escape as far as possible.

However, the Lord of Heavenly Sword Kingdom clearly appeared in response to the call for help from the Mad Dragon Ancestor, but after appearing, he ignored the Mad Dragon Ancestor and did not take a second look at the fallen sword pavilion monks. Instead, he went straight to the point and asked for help. .

This kind of sloppy opening made Head Mo Yang feel a sudden increase in pressure.

"I won't ask you again." The Lord of Tianjian Kingdom stood upright, with no sadness or joy on his face, and his tone was extremely domineering, "If you don't answer within three breaths, I will kill you with a sword on the main peak of Wen Sect." Go up. If you don't answer again, I will strike you with another sword on your Enlightenment Peak... Let's see if you, the Seventh Peak of Wenzong, can take my sword." "One..."

The voice of the Lord of Tianjian Kingdom was long and lingering, echoing in the sky above the entire Wenzong, and it was quite a heart-rending move.

How could the disciples of Wenzong see such battles, battles between several sects, and the presence of the king in person? Looking at the entire world, this is a major event that has never happened in thousands of years. But now that the fire has come, mortals are robbed.

"What happened? Why did the Lord of the Heavenly Sword Kingdom come to relieve the disaster?" Countless disciples groaned and were at a loss.

"Master! Master will definitely protect us!" The eyes of the Seven Peaks disciples were firmly fixed on Master Mo Yang.

"Master of the Heavenly Sword Kingdom, you have gone too far." Leader Mo Yang gritted his teeth and shouted sullenly, "You act so wantonly, aren't you afraid that the same thing will happen to you in the future?"

"You are the weak, you have no right to speak. This world is a world for the strong. I am stronger than you, so you must obey my rules." The Lord of Tianjian looked down at the world.

"two……"

"Senior brother! We, Wenzong, still have blood, how can we be afraid of him as a foreign enemy?" The red-robed middle-aged master of Qi Peak shouted loudly.

"Although Wenzong has declined, our momentum still remains!"

"Senior brother, our ancestors regressed many years ago, and the Shuxuan world became a training ground for others. Now if we retreat again, Wenzong will become their back garden!"

"We cannot retreat any further today!"

"Even if the whole world is our enemy, I, Wenzong, can't kneel down!" The crane-haired old man roared, and his voice shook the entire Wenzong, causing something called faith to stand up in the hearts of the disciples.

Head Mo Yang took a deep breath, his eyes were slightly red. Looking at the current Lord of Tianjian Kingdom, he couldn't help but think of the misfortunes Wenzong suffered when he was still a disciple of Wenzong. Now it is finally his turn to shoulder the burden. He would never allow the same fate to fall on their Wenzong again!
"I, Mo Yang, have the trust of my brothers and sisters... I have been the head of Wenzong for thousands of years... For thousands of years, I, Wenzong, have had no disputes with the world. Although I have established a righteous path, I have not participated in any battles..."

"Now you are coming here with great force, just for your own selfish interests, you are going to kill a lot..."

"When I, a disciple of Wenzong, encountered injustice when I was out training, did you ever help me?!"

"We, the disciples of Wenzong, are in deep doom. When you and other disciples fall into trouble, have you ever thought that you will also be buried in the secret realm?!"

"Now, your disciples have been robbed, and you have come to call us to hold us accountable... That sentence of 'life and death are determined by destiny', is that a fart?!"

"Your disciples are just disciples. The disciples of my Wen Zong are no longer disciples?!"

"Their lives are not their lives?!"

"Why is their death a 'fate' and your disciple's death an injustice?!"

"Why?!"

"Master of the Heavenly Sword Kingdom! Lord of the Daolei Kingdom! Yunmang Sword Ancestor! Old Man Yuanqi! Ancestor Mad Dragon! I ask you, why do you do that?!"

"Today, I, Mo Yang, will die in battle! I will never recover! If you want to offend me, Wenzong, please trample on my body, Mo Yang!"

(End of this chapter)