Demon Dragon Emperor

Chapter 1638 Ren Qinghuan's Backhand (Part 4!)

You forced me!
The moment those words fell, Ren Qinghuan's already cold aura exploded completely.

First Grade Divine Sea Realm!

The combination of coercion and breath almost turned into a storm, dancing between the heaven and the earth.

The forces on both sides are completely cold at this moment.

War is inevitable!
"Come!"

Ren Qinghuan was graceful and graceful, and the veil fluttered. After the three thousand blue silks danced, there was a monstrous aura.

"Ming Xushen!"

Ren Qinghuan flipped his palm, and an ice-blue long sword appeared.

He lifted it up slightly and pointed at Xu Shen.

"The kindness, my Ren family has already repaid it."

"Without the original Tianshan Pavilion, there would be no faction with the Ming surname you have today!"

"I treat you in every possible way, but you treat me like a wolf or a tiger."

"Now, you started this war..."

"If you want to fight, then I, Ren Qinghuan, will fight with you!"

"war!"

"war!!"

"war!!!"

At this moment, the aura of the Tianshan Pavilion disciples has been completely lifted, and all kinds of auras have completely exploded at this moment.

"Boom~"

The iron cavalry of the three major legions entered the army, swept past, stirred up thick dust, and went straight to the people of the Ming faction.

They didn't hesitate at all.

They are the army of Tianshan Pavilion!
"kill!"

Ming Xushen looked gloomy and cold, and waved his old palm fiercely.

"kill!!!"

At this moment, people from the faction surnamed Ming also erupted in shocking shouts of killing, and a large number of figures rushed out, heading straight for the Tianshan Pavilion disciples.

The first and only civil war in Tianshan Pavilion has finally begun!
"Wow!"

In Ming Xushen's hand, he took out a scimitar, which was gray in color but not too strong. It was obviously a low-grade ghost-level weapon!

"After today's battle, if there is a faction with my Ming surname, there will be no Ren family!"

After saying this, Ming Xu's cultivation base spread out, and rushed out with a bang, the scimitar slashed towards Ren Qinghuan.

"roll!"

Ren Qinghuan snorted coldly, the long sword danced, and instantly transformed into nine paths, presenting a terrifying momentum, shaking the void, and heading towards Ming Xushen. ,

"Boom boom boom..."

The two great masters of the Divine Sea Realm have fought hundreds of times in almost an instant.

Both of them are in the first rank of the Divine Sea Realm, and their cultivation bases are comparable, so it is hard to tell the winner in a short time.

And the major powerhouses of both sides are also fighting together at this moment.

The faction surnamed Ming had already prepared to rebel, and the people in Tianshan Pavilion had already prevented their rebellion. Both sides were well prepared, and they were not caught off guard at this moment.

The roar of the battle resounded in Disciple Mountain, the outer gate of Tianshan Pavilion.

The power of the two sides is equal, it is life and death, the brilliant color, with an astonishing attack power, makes the weapon in his hand penetrate into the opponent's body.

Without any kindness, they serve their forces.

It's like the former Su Han, on the Longwu Continent.

For the Tianshan Pavilion disciples, Ren Qinghuan is their belief.

For the people of the Ming faction, Ming Xushen is their belief!
"Come out!"

When the battle was heating up, Ming Xushen suddenly threw out a spar and crushed it directly.

Afterwards, Ming Shiqing and many strong men from the Ming faction took out such a spar and crushed them all.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa..."

Not long after they crushed the spar, countless figures rushed in from outside the Tianshan Pavilion.

And the guardian array of Tianshan Pavilion has never appeared before.

No need to think about it at all, everyone understands, I am afraid that the disciple who guards the teleportation formation and the disciple who opened the sect protection formation is either dead or... has already betrayed!

These many figures are densely packed, at least there are millions of them.

And the aura on their body is not very overbearing, but it is definitely not weaker than the disciples of Tianshan Pavilion. In terms of level, the two are comparable.

"The mercenary group..."

Feng Yi gritted his teeth: "With so many mercenary groups, I'm afraid they have to spend a huge amount of spirit crystals?"

"It doesn't matter how much spirit crystals you spend, anyway, it's not ours, but Tianshan Pavilion's."

On the opposite side of Feng Yi, there is a strong man who is also a first-rank Void Heaven Realm, who is fighting with Feng Yi.

He sneered and said, "Are you angry? Wouldn't it be nice to take your money and ask someone to kill you?"

Feng Yi's expression was gloomy, and he didn't speak, but the attack strength in his hand was stronger.

After all, he is the legion commander of the Star God Army. Each of the three major legions has been carefully selected from the Tianshan Pavilion. No matter in terms of loyalty or strength, he is much stronger than the others.

Including Feng Yi, the head of the army, he is also stronger than other first-rank Void Heaven Realm.

At this moment, his attack strength increased, like a violent storm, and the opponent suddenly felt unable to hold on.

However, members of the hired mercenary regiment soon joined the battle, causing the three major legions that had the upper hand to immediately fall into a bitter battle.

Not only the three legions here, but everywhere, are fighting hard.

With the addition of these mercenary groups, the momentum of the Tianshan Pavilion disciples suddenly dropped and they retreated step by step.

As for the faction surnamed Ming, they are pressing every step of the way. As long as they can kill them, they will never show mercy.

"Ren Qinghuan, abolish your cultivation and bring your people out of the Tianshan Pavilion immediately!"

Ming Xushen said coldly: "You have already seen the situation at this moment. If this continues, you will undoubtedly die. This is the last kindness I can show to Tianshan Pavilion!"

"If you are really kind, you will not rebel."

Ren Qinghuan spoke coldly, and with a wave of his palm, a large golden light appeared.

When these golden lights fell on the ground, a large crack rumbled open on the ground, and countless figures, also wearing jet-black armor, slowly emerged from the ground.

"This……"

When seeing these figures, everyone was taken aback, and the entire battlefield paused.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa..."

Those figures rushing out are actually shocking, the killing atmosphere is extremely strong, obviously everyone has a lot of lives in their hands.

At the forefront of the crowd was a middle-aged man.

"Master."

After this person appeared, he knelt down on one knee towards Ren Qinghuan.

On his body, the aura of the first-grade Divine Sea Realm is also exuding.

"You are……"

Ming Xushen stared at the middle-aged man, and after a while, his pupils shrank, and he couldn't help but exclaim.

"Tong Lihui!!!"

"what?!"

"Is he Tong Lihui?"

"Hasn't senior brother Tong disappeared long ago?"

"So it's not dead!"

When they heard Tong Lihui's name, everyone's expressions changed.

Tens of thousands of years ago, the elder brother who ranked first among the outer sect disciples of Tianshan Pavilion disappeared.

And the name of the big brother... is Tong Lihui!

(End of this chapter)