As the oldest aristocratic families, the Qin family and the Wang family did not compete with each other as others imagined. Instead, they had a very harmonious relationship and could be said to help each other. This is also the most important reason why the two families can be passed down to this day.
After all, there is no conflict of interest between the two families, and the channels for obtaining benefits within the family are also different. Some people undermine each other, and no one can become successful. Some people build support for each other, and naturally they can rise step by step.
Therefore, whether it is Qin Ming or Wang Jun, their attitude is very firm. After all, the combined strength of the two families cannot be underestimated and will not be weaker than any force in the field.
The leader of the Taixia Sect is a lean middle-aged man. He wears a Taoist robe with a unique style, which is somewhat different from the clothing inherited from ordinary Taoism. The entire Taixia Sect is proficient in the Five Thunder Tiangang, which is said to be a branch of Taoism and specializes in Taoism. In the past, Taixia Sect was almost unknown in practicing thunder method, but it has finally become famous in ancient and modern times. Three Mahayana realms are willing to stand in Qingzhou City. This kind of behavior is admirable. After all, there are not many practitioners. I, however, stay away from here, wishing to hide as far away as possible. There is no way I can bear any responsibility.
"I don't agree either. After all, attacking is not impossible, but it can't be so hasty. Either the two sides won't move, and the winner will be determined by making a move. So there is only one chance. If you are so hasty, it will collapse. The situation is within your control." Live?" The Taixia Sect Master looked solemn, and his tone was a bit unpleasant. After all, so many people are now entrenched here, so naturally they cannot treat everyone's lives as a child's play.
Since Yuehua Academy was removed from the Holy Land, the alliance between the three families was naturally not strong. After the Liulinpo incident, the reputation of Wandao Sect was greatly reduced. With the inheritance of Taoism from the same position, Taixia Sect naturally did not like Wandao Sect. So I don't take the two holy places seriously at all. After all, the strength of a three-person Mahayana school is not bad.
Jiang Huding and Elder Taiyi immediately looked a little ugly. After all, in the past, who would have dared to do this to their holy land. However, with the incident in Liulinpo and the current troubled times, each one of them had some strength. It swelled.
Although Sanwu on the side remained calm, he still sighed in his heart. There was no point in continuing to argue like this. After all, there were too many forces, and everyone had their own thoughts. No matter what you said to me, no one would obey anyone. .
It’s not that Wuming Temple doesn’t want to continue to show off this time, it’s just that it’s a matter of life and death, and Wuming Temple doesn’t dare to make the decision easily. If it’s not good, I’m afraid the reputation of Wuming Temple will be ruined over the years, and with so many people at the moment People, but they are not united. I am afraid that once the Yasha clan launches an offensive, the entire Qingzhou will be in danger.
Zeng Qingniu listened to the crowd's chatter with an expressionless face, too lazy to talk. After all, there is really no good way at the moment. It seems that the only way is to fight these yaksha face to face, but even Zeng Qingniu is somewhat clear. When a crisis comes, how many monks will fight those Yakshas at the cost of their lives.
Only Lin Banruo acted as if the matter had nothing to do with him, with a cold look on his face. He didn't even listen to the noisy sounds. He just looked at the sand sea in the north from time to time. It seemed that the scenery there was much more interesting than the people in front of him.
Jiang Huding and Elder Taiyi wanted to say something more and continued to argue. Sanwu, who couldn't stand it anymore, finally spoke and interrupted the argument.
"Okay everyone, listen to what I have to say."
Sanwu opened his mouth, and sure enough, the entire city began to quiet down. After all, Sanwu was now not only the head of Wuming Temple, but his own prestige and strength were relatively recognized by everyone.
"It really doesn't make any sense. Everything has to be based on strength. According to the team that went to the sand sea to fight the day before yesterday, the Yashas who have begun to gather the strength of the Mahayana realm will have thirty-four in the next year, not counting those who are secretly inside. There are those we don’t know about, and there is also a mysterious king of the Yasha clan. Whether it is passive defense or offense, how can we deal with these top players."
After the words fell, Sanwu stopped talking and just looked around at the expressions of everyone on the city. After all, being able to stay on the city showed the strength of their respective forces.
"The top combat power of our Xuantian Sword Sect can be unleashed, the nine Mahayana realms." Zeng Qingniu was the first to express his attitude, but when he mentioned the nine Mahayana realm monks, the others were shocked. There is no doubt that , in the Holy Land, Xuantian Sword Sect has begun to return to its peak appearance again. It may be just one sword immortal away from its glorious period. I think it will not take long, and this can be achieved.
Of course, what is even more shocking is the decision of Xuantian Sword Sect. The top combat power comes out in full force, which means that once there is any damage, even after repelling the Yaksha clan, the overall strength of Xuantian Sword Sect will be greatly reduced. , this kind of decision made many people awe in their hearts. After all, Xuantian Sword Sect had no selfish motives in fighting against the Yasha clan. Unlike other forces, they all had their own little calculations and were always hiding their clumsiness.
"Valley of Hundred Flowers, five Mahayana realms." Finally, Lin Panruo, who had been absent-minded and had not spoken, picked up the words at this time, but after finishing this sentence, he immediately fell silent, and the five Mahayana realm monks , is no longer too little.
As the two families opened their mouths, the atmosphere was somewhat silent for a moment. After all, both families were sword masters and sent many Mahayana realm monks. Other forces did not have so much courage. It would be a shame to say less.
"In Wuming Temple, three holy monks took action to deal with the king of the Yaksha clan, and fifteen other monks from the Mahayana realm came out."
Seeing that no one spoke, Sanwu said lightly, but when he spoke, even Zeng Qingniu was shocked. Although he always knew that Wuming Temple was very powerful and was not easy to mess with, he did not expect to have such great strength, which made Yuan Yinian feel sad. It's even more complicated. After all, Xuankong Temple is far behind Wuming Temple.
Even if Xuankong Guan comes out in full force, there are only six or seven Mahayana monks, and because of the small number of people and the characteristics of the inheritance, they cannot go out in full force. Naturally, they have to be reserved, otherwise in case of an accident, it will be interrupted. According to inheritance, he would be ashamed even if he died.
"Taixia Sect, three Mahayana realms, plus several disciples of the sect, form a large formation." After everyone was briefly shocked, the master of Taixia Sect looked at Jiang Huding and Elder Taiyi, and snorted softly, Then he said in a deep voice.
There are a total of three Mahayana monks, who can be regarded as coming out in full force, as well as their disciples. This is also very good. Especially the Taixia Sect Master, whose demonstrative expression made Jiang Huding and Elder Taiyi even more worried. I was so angry that my teeth started to itch.
Wang Jun and Qin Ming looked at each other, and after making eye contact, they expressed their attitudes one after another, and then they both said in unison.
"The Wang family has five Mahayana realm monks as worshipers, and we can provide as many elixirs and spiritual stones as we need."
"The Qin family has five Mahayana realm monks as worshipers, and we can provide as many elixirs and spiritual stones as we need."
As a family that has been around for such a long time, there is no doubt about its financial resources, and there are countless offerings. Although five people were given, they obviously still have some reservations in terms of strength. After all, the family is big and the business is big, so many things have to be considered.
In the field, there was another deadlock. Many people's eyes were on Yuan Yinian, Jiang Huding and Elder Taiyi. After all, as a holy land, it was natural to be the first to express its stance.
Feeling the dense gazes, Yuan Yinian sighed in his heart, then thought about it and said silently, "Four Mahayana realms."
This is already the limit of Xuankong Guan. After all, for the sake of inheritance, he still has to consider leaving some people to fight with Yaksha. Life or death is difficult to guarantee, so he has to prepare for the worst. He also wants to use more strength to improve their Xuankong. Although he admired the reputation, reality simply did not allow him to do so.
This time, it was Jiang Huding and Elder Taiyi's turn to look at each other. After a moment, they slowly spoke.
"Taiman Mountain, two Mahayana realms."
"Wandao Sect, three Mahayana realms."
As soon as these words came out, the faces of the people on the city suddenly showed a more or less contemptuous look. After all, the number of people was too small. The two families that made the loudest noise before were the two families, but when the goods were genuine and the efforts were made, this was it. Like careful planning.
Who doesn't know that even if Wan Dao Sect's vitality is seriously injured, there are still at least six or seven Mahayana realms in Taiman Mountain. In addition to three Mahayana realms, Taiman Mountain also has a true spirit white ape. This is still the combat power that everyone knows on the surface. Of course there are more things we don’t know.
The Xuantian Sword Sect remained silent, but at the critical moment, they came out in full force. They were both holy places, so why was the gap so big? In this way, the reputation of each holy place was naturally different.
Everyone has a concern, that is, whether they can successfully block the Yaksha clan's offensive. If they really can't hold it, then the Thirteen States of China will naturally not be able to be saved. By then, those sects will naturally not dare to stay any longer. Is it really possible to retain the fire and retreat to the Hundred Thousand Mountains
Therefore, some forces are unwilling to fight to the death, and still retain some illusions in their hearts. But what they don't know is that once Qingzhou cannot be defended, it will be useless no matter where they escape in the future. After all, they will lose the advantage of geographical location. It is difficult to gather the Yaksha clan in such a comprehensive way. When the Yaksha clan pours into the thirteen states of China, the destruction it will cause is self-evident.
Immediately, the rest of the people on the city also reported the level of their contribution, but most of them were one or two, not more than three. Sanwu silently thought about it in his heart. On the surface, the combat power of both sides seemed to be about the same, but As for what will really happen, we can only know when they fight. After all, for so many years, they monks have never had a chance to fight against these Yaksha.
It's just that Sanwu felt a little helpless. This kind of lineup is not a foolproof strategy. After all, many forces still have reservations, such as Xuantian Sword Sect, Baihua Valley, and Wuming Temple. Their elite disciples can form a large formation and burst out with a large amount of energy. However, some other forces have reservations and are obviously not doing their best.
But even knowing this situation, Sanwu couldn't blame others. After all, it doesn't matter if they can't contribute anything. He didn't hide far away, and being able to appear in this city is already the most benevolent and righteous.
Whether it is Sanwu or Zeng Qingniu, they know in their hearts that nothing can happen to Qingzhou, because they have no chance to make a comeback. Once they make a fortune, the country will be destroyed. After all, this is the destructive power of Yaksha. , I have already heard about it.
At this point, there is no point in talking more. Xuantian Sword Sect and Wuming Temple can only go out in full force and do their best. Since they can't ask others to do anything, then they should just be themselves.
Fortunately, what makes Sanwu more gratified is that countless Yamazawa wild cultivators have emerged this time. Although these Yamazawa wild cultivators have not passed through orthodox inheritance, their strength is often even better. They are rich in actual combat and can fight in life and death. grew up between.
These casual cultivators have shared part of the pressure from Yaksha. Now most of the advanced monks in Qingzhou have arrived. Although there are still monks coming one after another, Sanwu has no plans. After all, facing the pressure from Yaksha , mainly relying on these forces on the city walls and those casual cultivators.
After the last person finished speaking, everyone on the human monk side had some idea of the number of top-notch warriors. They were not too optimistic. After all, at the same level, those Yaksha definitely had an advantage.
Thinking of this, Sanwu couldn't help but be disappointed with some people on the city, but his mood soon improved again. He turned around and looked in the direction of the sand sea in the distance. His dark and pure eyes were full of hope. He hoped that a war would break out. He came later because he was waiting, waiting for hope to appear. He believed that he would not make a mistake, and the fact was that Zhao Jiuge never let him down.