Roar!
Nan Tiandu's speed was astonishing, and his huge body dived straight down from high altitude, slamming into the national master Jiang Tunsheng.
A giant dragon thousands of meters long, it was like a mountain. I don’t know how violent the sudden collision would be!
Both the enemy and ourselves retreated away from the center of the battle.
National Preceptor Jiang Tunsheng also had to give up his pursuit of Ye Chuan. He held the flagpole with both hands and raised the Iron-Blooded Daqin flag high, waving it left and right, making the heavy flag whirring.
After waiting for a long time, Ye Chuan did not wait for the mysterious seventh elder of the green-robed man, but instead waited for the Nantian Capital lurking under the Nielong Abyss.
In full view of everyone, Nan Tiandu's huge body collided with the iron-blooded Great Qin flag in the hand of Imperial Master Jiang Tunsheng.
National Preceptor Jiang Tunsheng groaned and took three steps back. Cracks appeared on the flagpole and flag. Nan Tiandu was knocked away, his head was bloody and his head was almost exploded.
A giant dragon that was thousands of meters away was actually blown away by a flag
Both the enemy and ourselves were shocked and dumbfounded. The national master was fierce, far more powerful than imagined. A semi-saint master, his cultivation level is so incredible that it cannot be deduced by common sense!
"Whatever methods you have, use them all! Today, I will convince you to die and catch you all in one fell swoop!"
Imperial Master Jiang Tunsheng showed murderous intent, and suddenly jumped up high, waving the iron-blooded Great Qin flag again to hit Nan Tiandu. The huge dragon howled, and there was a deep wound on its body. The dragon scales that ordinary flying swords could not penetrate were almost vulnerable to the iron-blooded banner of the national master.
"Rod!"
Ye Chuan shouted sharply and called for the old demon Rhodes of Yinshan to rush forward and restrain the murderous Imperial Master Jiang Tunsheng. The old guy was so ferocious that even he had not expected it. If he didn't take action, Nan Tiandu might die from his heavy blow.
Countless vines suddenly emerged from the ground and wrapped around the body of Imperial Master Jiang Tunsheng like a python, drowning him.
The old demon Rhodes of Yinshan also took action without any reservation. Even though he knew that these vines were useless against the Imperial Master, he still used them with all his strength. If he couldn't kill the Imperial Master, he would at least stop him and delay his progress. Sure enough, with just such a slight delay, the national master Jiang Tunsheng had no time to take advantage of the victory and kill Nan Tiandu. He was furious and killed Ye Chuan and the Yinshan old demon in turn. A strong wind came from behind, and Nan Tiandu rushed forward again without fear of death.
Ye Chuan, Yinshan Old Demon and Nan Tian all fought bloody battles. The three masters besieged the national master Jiang Tunsheng. An extremely fierce battle unfolded in front of people, and Yan Mo and other masters in the late stage of the Real Realm could not intervene.
Both the enemy and ourselves, whether it was the disciples of the Yunwu Sect or the soldiers of the Great Qin Dynasty, were all far away from the center of the battlefield, their eyes unblinking.
This is an extremely fierce and crucial battle, thrilling. If the national master Jiang Tunsheng wins, Ye Chuan and others will die tragically on the spot, and the Yunwu Sect will be quickly wiped out. If the national master loses, the army will collapse, declaring that the first step of King Qin's attempt to get involved in the cultivation sect has failed. . It was also a heavy blow to the Qin Dynasty.
But the question is, will the national master, who is superior to all civil and military officials and is brave and resourceful and claims to be able to break through to the saint realm at any time, lose
People were nervous without blinking, and soon they knew that the national division would not be defeated and would definitely win.
After a few limited thrills, National Master Jiang Tunsheng recovered from the siege of Ye Chuan, Yinshan Old Demon and Nantiandu and began a fierce counterattack. The iron-blooded banner in his hand was longer than the spear and longer than Xuanding Sect Tuo. The huge bronze cauldron in Ba Xiong's hand was still heavy, weighing at least one hundred thousand kilograms. It would be seriously injured if it was swept by this big flag.
Under the watchful eyes of everyone, National Master Jiang Tunsheng became more and more courageous as he fought. The power of the semi-saint realm was gradually revealed. Even when the three masters joined forces, they were still no match. Soon, Ye Chuan and the three of them were all dripping with blood. The always arrogant Yinshan old demon couldn't laugh anymore and gritted his teeth to hold on. At this moment, it was like returning to the Five-Finger Buddha Cave and becoming a little demon, facing again those old demons who had lived for millions of years.
"Kill, kill, kill them all, hahaha, kill..."
Li Guanghan was very excited and elated.
How pitiful God is, I have waited for so long, suppressed my anger and grievance, and finally waited for this moment!
Seeing that Ye Chuan was about to die at the hands of Imperial Master Jiang Tunsheng, no one was more excited than him! The grievances in the Demon Dragon Cave, the love and hatred caused by the goddess Hong Zixia, and the blood debt caused by the attack on the Yunwu Sect, will all be settled at this moment.
"Miss Jiajia, what should I do?" Fatty Zhao Dazhi was worried.
Li Guanghan was extremely excited, but the Yunwu Sect disciples were impatient to face the impending disaster. If the senior brother Ye Chuan dies, the pillars of the Yunwu Sect will collapse, and all the disciples may not be able to escape and will be hunted down by the Qin Dynasty's army.
"Give me the order to abandon the sect, withdraw from the path near Nie Longyuan in the back mountain, disperse and flee into the depths of the Yunwu Mountains, but meet at the seaside at the other end of the Yunwu Mountains."
Zhu Sijia ordered in a deep voice. Seeing Ye Chuan's body dripping with blood in danger, no one was more worried and distressed than her. However, no matter how confused her heart was, she had to force herself to calm down and make the final decision. She must not let the sect's inheritance be cut off. In the hands of my own generation!
The Yunwu Sect is finished!
However, as long as there is one Yunwu Sect disciple alive in this world, one day the sect can be built again and passed on from generation to generation!
"Okay, Jiajia, let's go together!"
Fatty Zhao Dazhi loudly gave Zhu Sijia's orders, then took Zhu Sijia's right hand and dragged her away in a hurry. Before the soldiers of the Great Qin Dynasty could react and the sky-covering formation set up by Ye Chuan had not completely collapsed, they hurriedly evacuated.
"Ye Chuan, my senior brother, farewell forever. When I lead my disciples to meet at the beach and get out of danger, I will come back to accompany you and sleep in front of this mountain gate!"
Zhu Sijia looked back three times with each step, tears streaming down her face.
How much she wanted to stay with Ye Chuan, but even though she knew she was going to die, she still rushed forward to die with Ye Chuan, which made living even more painful. Unfortunately, she couldn't do it. He also shoulders the heavy responsibility of leading the disciples to evacuate. Life is worse than death but he cannot die. No one can understand the pain in it.
"Jiajia, let's go. Eldest brother, if your luck is not there, nothing will happen to you. Let's go, go quickly!"
The fat man also cried, pulling Zhu Sijia and running wildly, worried that if he walked slower, he would not be able to drag Zhu Sijia. Ye Chuan is dead this time. The Yunwu Sect has lost Ye Chuan, a pillar, and cannot lose Zhu Sijia, the eldest lady that everyone respects. If Zhu Sijia also dies, then the Yunwu Sect will really be finished, and the disciples will soon disperse and completely collapse.
A flash of colorful light suddenly appeared on the horizon, coming at lightning speed.
"Old dog, stop being so arrogant!"
A cold voice sounded, and a flying sword whizzed towards Imperial Master Jiang Tunsheng from a distance, causing a harsh sound to break through the air, accompanied by terrifying power fluctuations. This power fluctuation is far higher than that of Yan Mo and other late masters of the Real Realm Realm. It is shocking that he is a master of the Peak Real Real Realm.
Sensing Ye Chuan's danger, the goddess Hong Zixia rushed from the Tianyao Gate regardless of everything. The two of them have been practicing together for a long time, and they have a good understanding of each other. They can quickly sense any danger to each other from thousands of miles away.