The Emperor’s Son-In-Law

Chapter 475: Zongmen Alliance

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On the top of the mountain peaks surrounded by mountains and mists, dozens of huge Peng eagles shuttled through it, and finally landed on one of the blades.

A group of powerhouses, mainly the mirror heart of the Heavenly Dao Sect, stood on the square, looking up at the Peng Ying team slowly falling from the sky, with solemn expressions.

"Quickly."

Before Pengying settled down on the square, several figures fell from Pengying, and the flashing light had already landed steadily on the top of the mountain.

The headed person, with sword eyebrows and star eyes, three inches long beard, wearing a long robes of Tsing Yi, looks clearly only about forty, in the prime of life, but the pair of star eyes seems to have gone through countless years of vicissitudes, as sharp as seeing through the dust.

"Brother Jingxin, long time no see."

When the Qingyi swordsman landed, he had already made a sound, and at the same time he glanced sideways at the Jian Kuang on the side, smiling slightly at the corner of his eyes.

"Unexpectedly, Brother Jian Kuang, now he has an epiphany of kendo and stepped into the supreme king realm."

The corner of Jian Kuang's eyes trembled slightly when he heard the words of hello from the swordman in Tsing Yi.

The contemporary pavilion owner of the Promise Sword Pavilion, Lu Qingshan, who is called the Sword Master by the world, was the one who defeated Sword Kuang with the Seven Swords a few decades ago.

For Jian Kuang, it is simply the dark history of his life.

When he hadn't seen each other, Jian Kuang still wanted to compete with him again, but when he saw him at this time, he gave up this idea voluntarily.

Because he could clearly feel that Lu Qingshan's breath became stronger.

The whole person is like a divine sword hidden in a scabbard, once out of the sheath, it will shock the past and the present.

He is not an opponent after all.

"It's been a long time indeed, more than fifty years have passed in an instant."

Jing Xin smiled slightly and nodded in response. It was said hello, and immediately went straight to the topic.

"Hidden Killing Sect's remaining party returned to the dark hall, and the Beirong Empire joined forces with it, and Fenglei Pavilion was destroyed. Our Heavenly Dao Sect and Shengyang Sect were both hit hard, and the war is about to begin."

Hearing Jing Xin's words, the smile on Sword Sage Lu Qingshan's face completely dissipated, and there was a solemn expression between his brows.

He looked back at the more than a hundred disciples he had brought, and then sighed lightly.

"Don't tell me, my Promise sword pavilion has also been violent, the three elders rebelled, poisoned several elders, and stole the treasure of the Zhen Pavilion Baidi holy sword."

Lu Qingshan's expression was gloomy and terrifying. He didn't expect that this kind of thing would happen to the Thunder Clan.

"We all underestimated the dark hall." Jian Kuang said slowly, the dark hall's actions this time were really sudden, and they even attacked several sects at the same time, and they were caught off guard.

"We talked about it in detail in the hall, and when things reached this point, there was no retreat. Obviously, it would not give us any way to survive by the means of the dark hall."

Jing Xin's complexion was calm, he waved his hand, turned and swept towards the hall, and when he entered the hall, he paused again. "Pingting, come in too."

Looking at the few people who entered the hall one after another, Chu Pingting suppressed the writhing emotion in her heart and quickly followed.

Now the great elder has returned to the Liuli Immortal Sect to tell the Master to leave. According to the estimation of the time, today should be there, but I don't know why it was delayed, so she had to come forward instead of Liuli Immortal Sect.

In the main hall, everyone sat in separate positions, looking around, these thirty or forty people were among the very high-ranking people in the major sects.

The lowest strength in the house is also the Supreme Realm.

Such a build-up of combat power, if placed in the ordinary, is simply unimaginable.

However, at this time, the faces of these powerhouses standing at the top of the continent's pyramids were solemn.

"Everyone, at this time, I won't say anything more. The purpose of the dark palace's sudden trouble this time, I must all understand."

Looking at the somewhat depressed hall, Jing Xin sighed and said in a deep voice: "The dark hall has obviously planned to unify the martial arts of the mainland for a thousand years, but there have always been checks and balances between the Asura Hall and the Dragon Slayer Hall. Behave rashly."

"This time, the Asura Palace disappeared for more than three hundred years, and Dragon Dragon Palace was unable to escape from the world, and its plan is unknown. Obviously, the forces that can hinder the Dark Palace's hegemony in the end are only our six major sects."

Speaking of this, Chu Pingting's gaze couldn't help passing over everyone in the hall.

This time, the Promise Sect, the Heavenly Dao Sect, and the Sacred Sun Sect were no longer in charge of their respective sect masters, but the strongest hidden world powerhouses or supreme elders in this sect.

This situation is even more telling that it is now time for the life and death of the sect.

"Although our six major sects have rich backgrounds, they must be assembled if they want to fight against the dark palace. Therefore, I suggest that Heavenly Dao Sect, Shengyang Sect, Promise Sword Pavilion and Liuli Immortal Palace form an alliance."

"Even if it is completely defeated in the end, the dark palace must be paid a heavy price!"

Jing Xin's dignified face, this is a desperate battle, if it is defeated, then the martial arts world of the Shenlong Continent will become the palm of the dark palace.

There is no pure land in martial arts.

"Establishing an alliance, I naturally agree, but brother Jingxin, what do you think is our chance of winning now? What is the way to fight the dark palace."

Lu Qingshan pondered slightly, raising his eyes to look at the mirror's heart.

This battle can be said to be related to the inheritance of the Promise sword pavilion for nearly a thousand years. If it is defeated, everything will disappear. How can he be prevented from being extremely cautious.

If there is not enough chance of winning, although he is willing to fight to the death, he will definitely divide the sect disciples into half and hide them into the market, retaining the millennium heritage of the Promise Sword Pavilion.

And if you really do this, obviously the power of the alliance will be weaker by three points, which is a vicious circle.

"To be honest, as far as I know, the few powerful kings in the room are still unable to fight against the three kings of the dark temple god Minglei, and the other side has the help of the Beirong Empire. The zodiac of the first person in the supreme king is not to be ignored. The presence."

As soon as Lu Qingshan said this, most of the people in the entire hall became silent.

Although Liuli Immortal Sect's strong has not arrived yet, everyone has a comparison in their hearts. At present, the strength of Jingxin is the strongest in the entire hall.

As we all know, in the battle of Beirong Emperor City half a year ago, Jing Xin once blocked the Huang Daoji and the Four Holy Churches alone.

But in the eyes of the strong, it is clear that the mirror heart at the time was in a fighting posture, temporarily intercepting the normal Huang Daoji. If there is a life and death confrontation, which is strong and weak is really unknown.

Moreover, the three kings of the dark palace are only strong but not weak.

As if he had anticipated Lu Qingshan's proposal, Jing Xin's face showed a slight smile.

"50%!"

"Huh?" Lu Qingshan raised his brows and looked at Jing Xin slightly in disbelief.

He naturally understood that what Jingxin was referring to was the alliance against the dark palace, and the chance of winning was 50%.

"Brother Jingxin, you are too confident."

Lu Qingshan is not afraid of the dark palace, but this number is far beyond his imagination, he thinks it is only 30% at most.

"It's not that I'm confident, it's because there is one person, as long as he is there, the odds of winning are at least 50%."

Jing Xin's expression remained the same.

Chu Pingting, who was sitting in the lower position, trembled slightly, and that unforgettable figure-Qin Shaoyang suddenly appeared in her mind.