Zhou Shoucheng, the head teacher of the Shushan Sword School, stood on the highest peak of Shushan, facing the wind, and had a clear view of the entire situation of Shushan.
He has already launched a large defensive formation, and has deployed heavy troops in various dangerous areas of Shushan, and now he is only waiting for the blood-shaped gate to come out.
Master Hongfa and Magician Li stood on either side of him, and they also watched every move in Shushan.
When the blood-red sun slowly rose from the east, several black shadows also appeared on the horizon.
There are more and more black shadows, densely packed, quickly approaching Shushan.
"The Blood-Shaped Gate is here." Zhou Shoucheng said in a deep voice.
Master Hongfa and Demon Master Li didn't make a sound, and the atmosphere instantly became chilling. Even the mountain wind that blew past seemed to have a bit of murderous aura.
The appearance of the blood-shaped gate means that a bloody battle is about to kick off.
With good eyesight, Zhou Shoucheng paid close attention to the movement of the blood-shaped doorman. As the blood-shaped doorman flew closer, he could see more and more clearly.
These blood-shaped disciples are wearing blood clothes, holding various instruments, blood-red eyes, and fierce aura. They don't look like cultivators, but they are closer to monsters.
Roughly counting, the number of blood-shaped sect members who came to offend exceeded three thousand, led by three elders in the sect, and the elders who came to Shushan last time were among them.
"It seems that the Blood Shaped Gate is coming out in full force this time, and it seems that they are determined to win!" Master Hongfa said slowly.
"Hmph, so what, let them go home like feathers." Mage Li snorted coldly.
"That's right, although my Shushan Sword Sect has declined, but centipedes are dead but not stiff. How can the accumulation of thousands of years of Shushan's reputation be in vain!" Zhou Shoucheng's voice was somewhat murderous, "This This time, we must let the Blood Shaped Sect know how powerful it is, so that other sects will not dare to underestimate Shushan!"
While speaking, three thousand blood-shaped sect members, under the leadership of the three elders, quickly broke through the barrier of Shushan Mountain, and marched mightily towards the Golden Lotus Hall, the core of Shushan Mountain.
Zhou Shoucheng kept an eye on the movement of the Blood Shaped Gate, but he didn't stop him in any way, but let the blood shaped doorman rush towards the Golden Lotus Hall.
Along the way, the Blood Shaped Sect went smoothly and encountered almost no resistance.
"The situation is not right!" Xu Shuangtong, the third elder of the Blood Shaped Sect, was the first to notice it, and immediately stopped in his tracks, "We have been fighting all the way into the hinterland of Shushan Mountain, and we have not encountered any resistance!"
"Haha, maybe it's Shushan who saw our situation and suddenly got scared, so they all became cowards!" The second elder Wu Zhuo, who was thick and fleshy, laughed.
The emaciated elder Zhang Hui said coldly, "Shushan disciples have always been lofty and aloof. They are unyielding when they die. How could they suddenly give up resistance? There must be deceit!"
Wu Zhuo said nonchalantly: "Never mind him, kill him at the Golden Lotus Hall, and you'll know? I don't believe it. They occupied their Golden Lotus Hall and destroyed their spiritual seats of past generations, and they still haven't shown up yet!"
"Even though it's rough, this time it's on point." A smirk appeared on Zhang Hui's face, "Then let's keep going forward!"
After finishing speaking, he took the lead and rushed towards the Golden Lotus Hall at high speed. Wu Zhuo roared excitedly, and followed closely behind.
Although Xu Shuangtong didn't agree with it privately, he couldn't expressly object, so he could only follow.
Seeing the blood-shaped sect getting closer to the Golden Lotus Hall, Master Hongfa, who had been on the sidelines, couldn't help feeling a little worried.
"Teacher Zhou, should we make a move?" He asked in a low voice.
"Wait a little longer." Zhou Shoucheng said, staring at the blood-shaped disciple who rushed towards him like a locust.
"Wait a little longer, I'm afraid they will kill the Golden Lotus Hall."
"It's not that easy." Zhou Shoucheng seemed confident.
Seeing this, Master Hongfa had no choice but to stop persuading him.
After waiting for a while, the 3,000 blood-shaped disciples had already rushed into Shushan Mountain, deep into the hinterland of Shushan Mountain, and the three elders who rushed to the front were even only one hill away from the Golden Lotus Hall!
At this time, Zhou Shoucheng raised his hand, and a purple sword light shot out from his palm, shot high into the sky, and then exploded.
At the moment when the purple light exploded, there was an earth-shattering shout of killing from the rolling peaks of Shu Mountain.
Flying swords of various colors roared and shot from various peaks, heading straight for the blood-shaped disciple.
The sword rain was continuous, interlaced with each other, covering the entire sky, which was extremely spectacular.
The blood-shaped disciple was caught off guard, and immediately many disciples were "shot" by the flying sword, screaming and falling from the air to the ground, and some even exploded directly in the air, blood splashing and scattering in all directions.
Immediately afterwards, the Shushan disciples controlled the flying swords, rushed out from the hiding places of various mountain peaks, and killed the already chaotic blood-shaped disciples, fighting together with the blood-shaped disciples.
At the same time, the disciples of Longyin Temple and Mozong also rushed out to join the siege.
The Blood Shaped Sect was so arrogant that it didn't pay attention to the Shushan Sword Sect, nor did it expect that Longyin Temple and the Demon Sect would come to ask for help, and it seemed to panic for a while, and it was temporarily at a disadvantage.
"Those miscellaneous "hairs" in Shushan actually set up an ambush!" Wu Zhuo, the second elder of the Blood Shaped Sect, yelled angrily, "These cowardly rats dare not fight us head-on!"
"It seems that it's not only the Shushan faction, but also the bald donkeys of Longyin Temple and the members of the Mozong sect." Xu Shuangtong looked around and said.
Zhang Hui said coldly: "The Demon Sect of Longyin Temple and Shushan were both great factions in the past. Now that Shushan is attacked, the other two factions are saddened by the death of rabbits and foxes. Naturally, they will send people to rescue them. However, they are all yesterday's flowers, so there is nothing to be afraid of. .We just took this opportunity to wipe them all out."
"Haha, the Great Elder is still right, leave those bald donkeys to me!" Wu Zhuo laughed loudly, took out two blood-red giant axes, roared, and killed the disciples of Longyin Temple.
Wu Zhuo was extremely fierce, and his two huge axes swung like two tornadoes, rolling towards the monks of Longyin Temple.
Although those monks have good mana, but Wu Zhuo's mana is profound, and they are all first-class powerhouses in the cultivation world. They are no match for them.
More than a dozen monks were chopped into two sections after meeting each other.
Wu Zhuo smelled the smell of blood, and became even more crazy, killing anyone he saw, not even distinguishing between enemy and friend.
Even some blood-shaped disciples died under his giant axe.
The monks of Longyin Temple have always stayed away from the world, and they have never seen such a crazy killing. They immediately lost their positions and couldn't take care of themselves. Naturally, they had no time to cooperate with the Shushan disciples and continued to attack.
Xu Shuangtong saw Wu Zhuo's killing spree, not to be outdone, took out the Jiuzhan Calling Spirit Banner, and threw it into the air.
Seeing the bloody light on the summoning banner, it was only pressed down, covering dozens of demon sect disciples, and those demon sect disciples immediately howled in pain.
The body quickly fell from the air to the ground, but the soul was pulled out abruptly and flew into the soul-calling banner.
The soul-calling banner that absorbed the soul became more bloody, and continued to sweep towards the disciples of the Demon Sect.
The Great Elder Zhang Hui stopped where he was, and didn't make a direct move. Instead, he made a finger and muttered something.
Accompanied by the strange chanting sound, long red light suddenly shot out from the originally blood-red eyes of the three thousand blood-shaped disciples!
They roared loudly one by one, their strength seemed to skyrocket several times out of thin air, and they frantically fought towards the nearby Shushan disciples!
These blood-shaped disciples seemed to be crazy, they were not afraid of life and death, and they were not afraid of pain. Even if their hands and feet were chopped off and blood flowed, they would still attack furiously until they died!
The Shushan disciples who had the upper hand could not help but be shocked.
They couldn't resist the crazy counterattack of the blood-shaped disciples, they switched from offense to defense, and retreated steadily.
As soon as the three elders of the Blood Shaped Sect made a move, they immediately caused great damage to the allied forces of Shushan, Mozong and Longyin Temple, and the situation was reversed in the blink of an eye.