Hearing this, the masters of the Zhengyang Sect's main halls came from all directions to attack him, with ferocious expressions on their faces.
However, many figures from the four-party coalition also rushed out to help Yang Zhen block the masters of Zhengyang's halls.
They saw clearly that in today's Zhengyang Sect, Yang Zhen's prestige was not weaker than that of Ji Ningshuang. Having the two of them as lobbyists would get twice the result with half the effort, and protecting him was of great significance.
"Commander, we..." Too many people looked at Yang Zhen, and their expressions showed hesitation, not knowing whether they should listen to the leader Cheng Kun or the commander Yang Zhen.
"The three sects are originally one family, why would they surrender to the enemy and betray the sect." Yang Zhen's voice was rich and sonorous, "We monks should be frank. We can die in battle, but we will never associate with those who blaspheme the souls of our ancestors. "
As soon as these words came out, many people in the Zhengyang Sect fell into silence.
They could clearly see what happened before. The so-called Falun King summoned all their ancestors. Several ancestors had once hugged them when they were young, but now they were refined into Murderous weapons, this is nakedly playing with the souls of the dead, and no one can tolerate it.
Of course, this is only one of the reasons.
As for the rest, the most important point is that too many people feel tired. Since the split of the Great Chu Xuanzong until now, the three sects have been fighting for years. They are also tired. They have the same roots, so there is no need to fight against each other.
Compared with Cheng Kun, the ruler of the Zhengyang Sect, they were more willing to believe in Ye Chen, otherwise their saint would not submit to them, or so many terrorist forces would not unite because of him.
I surrender!
In the silence, an old man slowly walked up behind Yang Zhen.
His surrender immediately set off a chain reaction on the scene, and dozens of people came to Yangzhen's side, the number exceeding imagination.
"You... you..." Seeing more and more people gathering behind Yang Zhen, Cheng Kun's face suddenly turned ferocious.
"Cheng Kun, your opponent is me." Yang Dingtian's voice was sonorous, his attack was fierce, and his magical powers were domineering.
"Kill!" Cheng Kun was furious, no longer caring about Yang Zhen, and used all his strength to fight Yang Dingtian in the sky.
The battle was very tragic, but because of Yang Zhen and Ji Ningshuang, the Zhengyang Sect's combat power was greatly reduced. They were already at a disadvantage, but they were suppressed by the four-party coalition forces, and people died every second.
boom! boom! Boom!
Here, on the blood-red earth, two figures were flying back and forth, and the battle was also earth-shattering. If you look closely, they are Liu Yi and Hua Yun.
Not far away, Nie Feng faced off against Han Jun, the third true disciple of the Zhengyang Sect, and Nangong Yue faced off against Bai Yi, the fourth true disciple of the Zhenyang Sect. The other true disciples of the Hengyue Sect also found their respective opponents.
However, it is worth mentioning that whether it is Liu Yi, Nie Feng or Nangong Yue, they all have the absolute upper hand.
There is a reason for this, because Liu Yi and the others have been forced to open the Danhai and Shenhai by Ye Chen. In a certain sense, Hua Yun is no longer on the same level as them.
This scene is really touching.
In the past, they were all in their prime, and the competition between the three sects was in full swing.
Now, we meet again on the battlefield.
puff!
As Liu Yi slashed out with his sword, Hua Yun flew away and fell into a pool of blood.
Zheng!
By the time Hua Yun staggered to his feet, Liu Yi's sword was less than an inch away from his eyebrows.
However, Liu Yi didn't make a killing move, he was frozen in place just an inch away.
The scene was frozen at this moment. One of the two was a descendant of Guanglong, the originator of Zhengyang, and the other was a descendant of Hengyue Nozhi Yuji. Guanglong and Yuji were brothers in life and death, but their descendants were on the battlefield. But they are mortal enemies.
This should be an irony, but the irony is not who is weak or strong, but the cruelty of the war and the decline of the world.
"Kill me." Hua Yun's arms hung down weakly, letting the blood flow down his arms. His hair was disheveled, his flesh and blood were blurred, and his deep eyes were full of dim light.
He had given up resistance, seemed to have no attachment to life, and life and death seemed to have no meaning to him.
He is the descendant of Guanglong and the true successor of Zhengyang Sect. He is favored by all. He is the proud son of heaven. He also has his own arrogance and his own ambitions. He also hopes to be as famous as his ancestors. The world.
However, when he saw his ancestors being sacrificed like murderous puppets, he was disappointed and disappointed with the sect to which he swore allegiance. It turned out that his ambition and mind were nothing in this muddy world. Big joke.
Seeing Hua Yun like this, Liu Yi did not swing his killing sword after all.
He couldn't say he hated Hua Yun. During the three-sect competition, he only thought that Hua Yun was young and ignorant. It was not a fight to the death between them.
Zheng!
With the clang of the killing sword, he turned slightly, and only a long word came back, "Your and my ancestors are all world-famous strong men. As their descendants, that is our glory."
Hearing this, Hua Yun's body trembled, he smiled sadly, his eyes filled with blood and tears, and he knelt down helplessly in the bloody wind.
Liu Yi was kind, and Nie Feng and the others did not kill each other. The war made them meet on the battlefield, but it did not mean that they would never die. Sometimes, a moment of kindness can change a person's life.
However, this war did not end because of Liu Yi's kindness.
The battle was still fierce, much more tragic than imagined. Within a hundred miles, corpses lay everywhere, and blood dyed the sky and the earth red.
Although due to the efforts of Yang Zhen and Ji Ningshuang, too many people in the Zhengyang Sect have surrendered, the combat power of the Zhengyang Sect and the combat power of the Yin Ming army are still strong, and it is difficult to lose in a short time.
Looking at the sky from a distance, the ethereal nothingness is covered by the billowing sea of black clouds. Under the sea of black clouds, there is still a sea of thunder gathering, and Ye Chen is in the sea of thunder.
This time's thunder tribulation, compared to the last time, was really weak and not worth mentioning. The sea of thunder in front of him was like spiritual liquid, refining his holy body, and he was like a dragon, rising in the thunder. Traveling in the sea.
"Master Long, this is a bit uncomfortable for me!" At some point, Ye Chen stopped, wiped out a bolt of thunder with a palm of his hand, and looked at the Taixu ancient dragon in the divine sea with confusion.
Taixu Ancient Dragon did not answer, but narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at Xian Mia Miao,
"In the past, when I overcame tribulations, I only had half my life without being struck by lightning. This time, the thunder tribulation was too... too weak!" Ye Chen continued, "I didn't get struck by lightning. I’m really not used to it.”
However, as soon as he finished speaking, the misty sky trembled.
Buzz!
Immediately, there was a harsh buzzing sound.
As soon as he saw it, he saw dark clouds and mist. The clouds and mist were rolling and turbulent like the ocean. During this period, there were lightning and thunder. The thunder and lightning were flying like snakes, and then they gathered together very close.
Subconsciously, Ye Chen narrowed his eyes slightly and realized that it was thunder and lightning converging into a blurry figure.
Zheng!
Immediately, a hot and unparalleled divine light flew out, so fast that he could not react in time, so that the powerful holy body was pierced.
Depend on!
Ye Chen's mouth overflowed with blood, and he quickly retreated. The Tianque Sword instantly appeared in his hand, and he stared in that direction, "Is this also part of the divine punishment of the heavenly tribulation? Why is there still a divine punishment in human form?"
boom! boom! boom!
Xu Tian trembled, and the banging sound was slow and rhythmic. Listen carefully, it was the sound of people walking. Maybe the footsteps were too heavy, making Xu Tian rumble.
"That... that's..." Seeing the figure gathered by the thunder, Taixu Ancient Dragon in Ye Chen's Divine Sea showed an expression of disbelief.
"That... that's..." It's not just Taixu Ancient Dragon. Those who are fighting on the battlefield at this moment, whether it is Zhenren Hengyue and others, Yang Dingtian and others, or Chu Ling'er, Dongfang Yuling and Liu Yi, should be When they saw the people gathered by the thunder, their expressions changed at the same time.
"This... this..." Looking at Ye Chen again, when he saw the man's true appearance, he took a step back, with a look of disbelief in his eyes.
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