City Primordial Witch King

Chapter 847
No matter which one of the Qijue met with the leader of the wind, everyone present was very happy, especially the old people of the Qijue League, they discussed eagerly, as if as long as the Qijue met, the original Qijue League could be rebuilt immediately.

Of course, they also know that this is unlikely, but they still have expectations in their hearts, hoping that one day they can rebuild the Qijuemeng.

As for those younger disciples, they paid more attention to Qijue's strength, and discussed who was more powerful among Qijue.

Qijue's strength is undisputed by Leader Feng, so he is naturally the most powerful.

As for the other Qijue, some people think that the deputy leader, Shanwei Xingzhe, is second, and some people think that Shanhuoxing is second, because every time the Qijuemeng clashes with other sects, it is the Shanhuoxing who charges forward, whether it is a fight or a fight. Fights are extremely powerful.

Because the age is too long, and Qijue has not really decided the winner, so there are various speculations.

Compared with the heated discussions on the free casual cultivator side, the casual cultivators belonging to the Elite League were a little indifferent. They all looked at this side with cold eyes, listened to their discussions, but kept sneering in their hearts.

They all know exactly who the leader of the wind is meeting with, and there is no need to guess at all. Some people even know the plan of the elite alliance and what is happening at this time.

Therefore, they only need to complete their tasks well and hold back these free casual cultivators before the lord completes the plan.

In another yard, Shanfeng and Shanwei have been fighting for a long time, but they still haven't decided the winner. At this time, both of them were a little surprised.

As the leader of the Qijue, Shanfeng actually knows Shanwei's strength very well, so he was surprised by the opponent's performance today. Compared with the past, he has made great progress. Vice President.

Thinking of this, Shanfeng couldn't help sighing, thinking in his heart that during the period after the disbandment of the Qijue League, he not only wasted countless time for nothing, but also retreated instead of advancing, and was already behind in this realm of comprehension.

Shanwei Xingzhe was also a little surprised at this time. The difference was that when he decided to kill Shanfeng, he had already estimated the opponent's strength in his heart, and felt that the matter could be settled quickly, so he made up his mind.

Then, after all, he still underestimated the opponent. Even if Shanfeng had wasted his time in the past 300 years, fighting only with his strength back then, it was still not something he could deal with now.

Underestimating the strength of the opponent is a very fatal mistake for the assassination plan.

If Shan Feng cannot be killed quickly, the battle will be dragged on longer, and flaws will naturally be exposed.

Especially here is Yunmeng Mountain, at this time the heads of the three major sects of the Xiumeng are all gathered on it, and there are not fifty or thirty experts in the Xiumeng at the level of dragon transformation.

With so many powerful masters, as long as a few find something wrong, they can save Shanfeng casually.

When the time comes, the plan fails, the conspiracy is revealed, and what awaits Shanwei is Xiumeng's infinite wanted.

Thinking of this, Shanwei couldn't help feeling anxious, and the knife-shaped magic weapon in his hand suddenly became countless times larger, emitting a fierce glare, comparable to the bright moon in the sky.

Such a big movement, even if it is the talisman placed on the wall of the small courtyard, there is no way to cover it up, so I can only let the dazzling, huge sword like a hill, with the momentum of thunder, slash down .

"Boom!"

There was a loud noise like an earth crash, and the entire Yunmeng Mountain trembled, not to mention the living people on the mountain, even Senior Zhenchuan who was sleeping in the ice cave of Yunmeng Mountain, was startled by the loud noise .

All the people looked towards the east side at the same time, and some of them reacted slowly, still wondering what happened?

Those who were active in their minds had already run away and rushed towards the east side.

Of course, it's not that these people don't want to use other methods, it's just that flying is prohibited on Yunmeng Mountain, and ordinary disciples can only walk on foot.

However, this kind of prohibition is ineffective for most of the masters of the Dragon Transformation Realm, especially the leaders of the three major factions. Almost all the masters of the Dragon Transformation Realm rose up with their swords at the same time, and came towards the east side at a high speed.

In another courtyard on the east side, because they were very close to the place where the loud noise came out, they were also the most seriously affected. Many disciples with low strength were stunned by the loud noise at the first time, and it was only after a long while that they gradually regained consciousness.

And those with high strength and more active minds immediately thought of Master Feng, left their disciples and juniors behind, and rushed out first.

But at this time, those casual cultivators who belonged to the Elite League took advantage of their panic and quietly left the courtyard, and a few minutes later, they left Yunmeng Mountain ahead of schedule with various excuses.

One minute later, the first person to rush to the scene of the incident was an old man from the former Qijuemeng. As soon as he entered the yard, he immediately found Shanfeng lying on the ground, covered in blood.

"Master Feng!" the man shouted, and rushed over quickly, trying to hug Shanfeng.

However, at this time, Shanfeng still had consciousness, so he quickly waved his hand to stop his behavior, and said in a weak tone: "Don't worry about me, go and catch Shanwei, don't let him leave Yunmeng Mountain! "

"What? Shanwei?" The old man thought he had heard it wrong. Wasn't Shanwei the vice-leader of the year? He had already betrayed and fled before the dissolution of the Qijuemeng, and had long since disappeared.

Could it be that the situation of Leader Feng was caused by that traitor Shanwei?
Thinking of this, the old man's blood surged up immediately, he nodded loudly and said, "Okay, Master Feng, I will find someone to stop him right now, and never let Shanwei escape."

After saying this, several figures appeared behind him, and among them were the old men from Qijuemeng who were also with him.

Of course, the heads of the three major sects of the Xiumeng - Daoist Yimeng, Chief Tianyi, and Hallmaster Yuan are all among them.

Hearing the name "Shanwei", the three heads frowned at the same time, and their faces became a little ugly.

Especially the owner of this place, Yimeng Daoist, his face turned ashen, with a feeling of being offended.

Although the former leader of the Qijue League came here uninvited, the visitor was a guest. As a guest of Yunmeng Pavilion, he was actually hurt under his nose. This is the greatest insult to Yunmeng Pavilion.

In particular, the perpetrator was the notorious Good Taste Walker—a well-known traitor of the Qijuemeng.

"Everyone in Yunmeng Pavilion obeys the order and immediately seals off the entire Yunmeng Mountain. No one is allowed to go down the mountain, and anyone who violates it will be killed!" Daoist Yimeng shouted, and his voice spread throughout the entire Yunmeng Mountain through spiritual power.

(End of this chapter)