Fortunately, a large amount of black crystal stones and the power of inscription masters have been invested. More than half of the inscription formations in the pass can continue to operate. They have strong protective power and can ensure that intruders cannot break through the Sword God in a short time. Emperor.
However, in the past six days, more than a thousand disciples of Wenjian Sect died in battle.
In addition to the ordinary inner sect disciples, there are nearly a hundred innately powerful men.
This kind of loss has reached one-tenth of the number of disciples of the Wenjian Sect. Although it does not hurt the muscles and bones, it is also an unbearable pain for the Wenjian Sect. Since the establishment of the sect for thousands of years, the Wenjian Sect has I have experienced countless stations, big and small, and experienced catastrophes several times, but I have never lost so many disciples.
Wang Juefeng also encountered and fought several times and was seriously injured.
Even though he had the high-grade elixir given by Ding Hao in his hand, he couldn't support it.
You must know that the few top-grade elixirs given by Ding Hao, although they can instantly restore his peak combat power, are actually just a temporary measure to stimulate his potential and cannot cure the root cause. After an hour, he will become weak again. If it goes on, the injuries in the body will worsen and must be treated slowly.
However, what makes Wang Juefeng feel a little relieved is that the sect pass that has been painstakingly managed for thousands of years has finally played a huge role in this station.
Relying on these passes, Wenjian Sect faced an enemy several times larger than itself and lasted for more than six days.
Calculating this, the disciples originally sent out to convey the message to Jing Lake should have arrived by now.
Judging from the original sect's evaluation meeting, the new inspector Ding Honglei did not buy into Qingping Academy's fault, and he did not have a good impression of Mu Tianyang, who was known as the number one genius in Selangor Province. On the contrary, he favored Ding Hao. , I believe that he will not interfere with the matter of Xuanjing ore.
As long as the news reaches Ding Honglei, the power will respond quickly.
When the time comes, Wenjian Sect only needs to contribute this mysterious crystal ore to eliminate the disaster of annihilation!
This is now the only hope for Wenjian Sect to survive.
Using his profound energy to suppress the pain in his body, Wang Juefeng slowly stood up, stood on the rock, and looked around.
There was devastation beneath the pass.
Smoke filled the air, mountains of corpses formed, and blood flowed like rivers. From the foot of the mountain to this place, it was completely dyed red with blood. The heart-stopping evil energy rose into the sky, and the sky was filled with blood. The evil energy between heaven and earth was so strong that last night The snow was falling heavily, and even the snowflakes turned light red, as if the sky was weeping blood.
The human race is already weak, but they still kill each other like this!
The blood of corpses all over the ground was flowing from the body of the human warrior Erlang.
On the other hand, the demon clan, which had been eyeing him with eager eyes, was only a hundred miles away from Chen Bing and had remained silent and did not participate in this bloody battle between the sects.
How ironic.
"Uncle Master, are you feeling better? Dinner is ready!" A cute girl dressed in green clothes came to say hello, holding a food box in her hand.
A smile appeared on Wang Juefeng's face.
He recognized this female registered disciple from Qingshan East Campus.
The girl's name is Huanhuan, a martial arts seedling that Ding Hao discovered from the cliff in the garbage area of the back mountain.
This little girl's talent and qualifications are extremely astonishing. In just over half a year, she has already reached the half-step of the warrior realm. Without this bloody battle between the sects, a girl with outstanding talents like Huanhuan must have been among the sect's registered disciples. The proud son of heaven, who received special care from the sect and vigorously cultivated him, might become famous in one fell swoop like Ding Hao in the future and become a handsome goddess of the younger generation in Selangor.
Unfortunately, the war broke out and the fate of countless people changed.
All affairs of the sect are focused on the survival of the sect. The classes of registered disciples have been completely stopped. All registered disciples, regardless of their strength, are required to participate in various war preparations. Although they are relatively weak and cannot directly On the battlefield, many logistical matters have to be completed by them.
Registered disciples from the slums such as Huanhuan, Gao Xueer, and Nini have been busy for several days.
"Much better." Wang Juefeng nodded and took the food box from Huanhuan.
When it was opened, there were several exquisite side dishes inside, along with a pot of hot soju. It was obvious that a lot of thought had been put into the preparation.
"Thank you, little girl." Wang Juefeng nodded and smiled.
He and Ding Hao are now senior brothers, and Huanhuan is a little girl who is treated as a younger sister by Ding Hao. Although she is indeed Huanhuan's senior uncle in terms of seniority, she doesn't put on airs.
"Uncle Master, as long as you like it." Huan Huan's face was as delicate as a porcelain doll, with a deep smile. After a few moments of holding back, he finally plucked up the courage to ask, "Uncle Master, do you know, When will brother Ding Hao come back?"
After drinking twice as much shochu and feeling warm in his stomach, facing such a cute little girl, Wang Juefeng couldn't use all his hatred skills. He sighed and said: "Calculate the time, there will be another month or so." Bar."
"It would be great if I could come back sooner." Huanhuan gritted her teeth and said, "If brother Ding Hao were here, I would definitely beat the crap out of these guys."
Wang Juefeng said nothing.
In the blink of an eye, almost half a year has passed.
I don’t know what kind of progress Ding Hao has made in it. With his monster-like talent and luck, he must still be alive and strong. When he walks out, countless people will be shocked.
A flash of expectation suddenly flashed in Wang Juefeng's heart.
Apart from being illusory, if Wenjian Sect still retains a glimmer of hope in this gradual darkness, it may be in this young man.
If Ding Hao has extraordinary luck, he might be able to advance by leaps and bounds.
When this kid was in the Xiantian Martial Sect, he could stand up to the strong men of the Demon Clan. If he could advance to the Martial King realm... No, even if he advanced to the high-level Grand Master realm, he might be able to fight against the Martial King realm strong men. ? As long as there is a strong man with an attack power comparable to that of the Martial Emperor, the fate of Wenjian Sect can be changed in an instant!
Seeing Wang Juefeng deep in thought, Huanhuan did not dare to disturb him anymore and turned to leave.
Further away, Gao Xueer, Nizi and other named disciples were also extremely busy bandaging the wounded, transporting black crystal stones, and carving inscriptions for the sect's inscription master... Those who were under the age of seventeen and whose strength was below the level of a martial artist The disciples were not sent to the battlefield, but were engaged in various trivial but extremely important logistical tasks.
It is said that someone once proposed that these disciples be allowed to go to the battlefield to train, but this was rejected by the leader Li Jianyi.
"These disciples are the hope of the sect. They have not grown up yet. Even when the elders and leaders of the sect have to fight in person, we cannot let them die in vain!" At the critical moment of the sect, as the leader, Human Li Jianyi, with these words, people can see the dignity and courage of the Xuzhou martial arts master.
There was heavy snow floating in the sky.
Within the pass, all the disciples of Wenjian Sect were busy.
Zhong Dajun, who is now the front-end boss of the most powerful shop in the third-tier area, is also busy walking back and forth among the crowd. This time he has no hidden secrets, and all the weapons, armors and everything that can be used can be used. The goods sent to the war were contributed immediately.
"I am the boss, but I am also a disciple of the Wenjian Sect. I believe that if Senior Brother Ding Hao were here, he would definitely agree with what I am doing!"
Zhong Dajun's voice was equally powerful.
Under his leadership, shop owners of all sizes in the commercial districts of major ladder areas also contributed money, strength, generous donations, and formed a group to support Wenjian Sect.
Many people know very well that if Wenjian Sect is conquered, what will happen will be a bloodbath. There will be no eggs left behind, and they will also become the targets of looting. If they do not unite at this time, There will only be a dead end at that point.
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Jinghu Lake in Selangor.
The holy land of human martial arts.
Located on the edge of Jinghu Lake, it was already a heavily guarded scene.
Ever since four days ago, a disciple of the Wenjian Sect who was covered in blood and seriously injured and unconscious was sent to the villa. After meeting the owner of the villa, Huang Shixiong, the atmosphere in the villa has become serious. Swordsmen with long swords patrolled back and forth, and the formation to protect the village was quietly activated.
On this day, when the sun was rising, the owner of the village, Huang Shixiong, hurried out just like the previous days.
He didn't come back until sunset.
"Dad, how is the matter? Have you seen the inspector?" Qiao Huangrong stood at the door of the hall. When she saw her father coming back, she rushed over and asked loudly.
Huang Shixiong sighed and shook his head.
"Master, you are back!"
"Master of the village, have you ever seen Inspector Ding?"
"Elder Huang, please speak quickly. The sect can't hold on for much longer..."
The hall was densely packed with people.
These are the most elite disciples of Wenjian Villa, including Huang Shixiong's disciples and masters sent by Wenjian Sect to station in the village. They all looked anxious. When they saw Huang Shixiong coming in, hundreds of pairs of eyes looked at them. come over.
Huang Shixiong frowned and shook his head gently.
Among the crowd, Huang Jin, a disciple of the Wenjian Sect who had been fighting for thousands of miles and finally came here to report, felt his heart freeze when he saw this. He couldn't help but said anxiously: "Elder Huang, you must find a way. Six days have passed. , every quarter of an hour we delay here, I don’t know how many good men of Wenjian Sect will die under the swords of those bastards on Wenjian Mountain..."