Legend of Xianghuang

"Hmm... that's it?" Wanwan spread her hands, turned her head and asked Xiang Huang, who had been hugged by her waist all the time, with a very bored look.

Xiang Huang rolled his eyes angrily, selectively ignoring the firmly clasped hands on his waist: "I can act tonight."

She didn't know how powerful Wanwan was before, but now she seemed really unpredictable.Originally, Xianghuang himself was not sure that he could hide himself in front of the elders, but he didn't expect Wanwan to wrap his arms around his waist and swagger outside the main hall of the Kunlun Sect to eavesdrop.

No, in Wanwan's words, it's listening openly.

Although no one here knows their existence.

"I found out that if I had known that you would be so powerful when you came back, I wouldn't have had to plan the camp step by step." Xiang Huang knew that if he objected more, the hand around his waist would become tighter, so he simply let Wan Wan go. Wan hold.

Wanwan smiled, because she didn't have to pretend to be a young lady, she smiled enchantingly, she approached Xianghuang and said in a low voice, "No, little Zhuzi, you will still be like this, because...you don't want the Kunlun sect to be wiped out." Something dragged you out."

Because she lowered the volume, Wanwan spoke close to Xianghuang's ear, and the breath made Xianghuang's ears burn, so she moved a little away uncomfortably.

"You know it very well." Wanwan was right, Xianghuang really didn't want to expose herself so quickly, after all, she had only been in business for more than ten years, and she couldn't stand the encirclement and suppression of those ascetics.

However, Xianghuang just wanted to divert Wanwan's attention at the moment.

It's a pity that Wanwan is not so easy to be fooled. She stretched out her fingers and tapped Xianghuang's chest lightly, and said with a smile, "I'm here every day, sticking to you, listening to your every word and deed, how can I not be confused?" Do you know?"

she knows? !Xianghuang was completely stunned for a moment, although he kept a deadpan expression on his face, but there was almost a huge wave in his heart.

Could it be that ghosts can still retain their sanity when they turn into ghost stones?But it shouldn't be, if he is sane, how can he not even have the slightest breath fluctuation? !If she is really sane, then Wanwan knows all the things she said to Ghost Stone in the past ten years? !

Wanwan just looked at Xianghuang with a dull face, and then her fair skin gradually turned a beautiful pink, and then became redder and redder, almost to the point of smoking.

Finally, she couldn't help but chuckled out loud, laughing uncontrollably, which attracted Xianghuang's inexplicable gaze to ask.

Finally stopped laughing, Wanwan winked at Xiang Huang: "I lied to you."

Sure enough, the dumb bamboo was stunned again, and then his face, which had finally calmed down, turned red again, this time from anger.

Before Xianghuang's attack, Wanwan hurriedly pointed to the second elder who had left the hall and said, "It's important, let's hurry up!"

Only then did Xianghuang remember that they were at the entrance of the main hall of the Kunlun Sect, and the elders were still in the main hall, and they might be aware of their rushing out at any time.

She told herself that business was important, she gave Wanwan a hard look, and followed the second elder to leave here quietly.

Seeing Xianghuang's angry appearance, Wanwan's brows were stained with a smile. After all, it is her little bamboo, so cute even when she is angry~

The Second Elder had no idea what the real culprit was doing at this moment, he just went straight to the place where King Zhao Youwei lived, filled with anger.

In order to accommodate those black-armored warriors and prevent them from affecting the daily practice of the Kunlun Sect, they arranged a whole large courtyard to house these warriors.

Because two batches were sent to Kunlun before, the courtyard looks very empty now.

However, in this empty courtyard, the remaining [-] black-armored warriors were neatly dressed, holding weapons, standing in a neat line, and their general, Zhao Wang Youwei, was speaking sharply.

The moment he saw the second elder, a majestic killing intent rushed towards the second elder, causing him to stop.

Glancing at the black-armored warrior who looked like a half-unsheathed sharp blade, the Second Elder's heart tightened, and he looked at King Zhao's right guard, believing the First Elder's judgment somewhat.He asked with a sullen face: "What are you doing?!"

King Zhao Youwei looked at the second elder expressionlessly: "I thought you should know."

"What?" The second elder tried hard to suppress his temper that might explode at any time, and wanted to ask clearly about the situation.

Unexpectedly, Zhaowang Youwei drew out his saber and pointed at the second elder: "I thought your Kunlun sect was also a famous and decent one, but I didn't expect you to secretly act like walking dead, trying to use this evil thing that goes against the sky to fight for power and profit!"

The second elder was extremely angry: "Joke, joke! How have we ever done such a thing! Don't spit blood!"

Zhao Wang Youwei also did not give in: "You elders brought the living corpse in person, what are you trying to hide?! I have already asked your disciples, and he has recruited them according to the truth! What you do is harmful to the world, you should get rid of it!"

"Hahaha, you guys want our Kunlun sect to be blamed for doing such a rebellious thing?! Don't even think about it!" The second elder laughed back in anger, and sent out a message to remind all the disciples in the sect to prepare for the battle. Thousands of black armored warriors.

The Kunlun sect started a war.

Watching the disciples of the Kunlun Sect keep pouring in here, forming large and small formations, while the black-armored warriors over there, under the command of King Zhao's right guard, slashed at everyone with sharp knives, Xianghuang and Wanwan were in a place where they would not be affected. watch.

A man with flesh and blood scars all over his body walked up to the two of them and lowered his hands: "Master, I believe that I will not disgrace my life."

Looking at his face, it turned out to be the great elder's young apprentice, Mu Yuan.

After seeing the strange living corpse, Zhao Wang Youwei's subordinates arrested Mu Yuan who had not kept up with the great elder and went back. After being severely tortured, Mu Yuan finally "couldn't stand it anymore" and secretly refined the living corpse from the Kunlun sect. The matter was revealed to King Zhao Youwei.Not to mention accidentally mentioning that the Kunlun Sky Coffin plays an extremely important role in refining living corpses.

Adding up the front and back, Zhao Wang Youwei immediately judged that the Kunlun sect had pretended to cooperate with them, and the purpose was to use his people to refine a large number of living corpses, so that they could use the living corpses to do evil.

During this process, Mu Yuan quietly sprinkled some colorless and odorless medicinal powder, the effect of which is to make people more likely to act emotionally and lack consideration.

As a result, Zhao Wang Youwei ordered troops immediately, intending to lead troops to question him, but happened to meet the second elder who came to question him.

Both of them were angry, and when they disagreed with each other, they immediately started fighting.

At this time, Mu Yuan had been secretly finding out the location of the largest formation eye of the Kunlun Sect for several years, and searched through the classics to find a way to break the formation eye. What is necessary is handed over to it.

All the Kunlun disciples were immersed in the battle of the black-armored warriors, and no one noticed that the formation they relied on for survival had quietly disappeared.

A gust of cold wind blew from further away, and the Kunlun tribe lurking outside the Kunlun Zongmen sneaked into the Zongmen under the cover of night.

They are like snow wolves hunting on the snow field, with wind-like speed, super explosive power and aggressiveness.

The backward disciples didn't even see what it was, and their lives were harvested like this.

This night was the catastrophe for the Kunlun Sect.

In the courtyard of the black-armored warriors, even though they are numerous and well-trained, they are still no match for the magical attacks of the elders formed in formation.

After several attacks, there were not many black-armored warriors left, and King Zhao's right guard was also seriously injured. He supported himself with a knife in one hand and refused to fall down.

"If you do too much unrighteousness, you will die yourself!" Even though he was about to die, King Zhao Youwei tried his best to scold the people who used sorcery in front of him.

The Great Elder couldn't help being taken aback for a moment, and then realized that this was wrong, and wanted to ask, but found that the breath in the air was a little more restless and manic.

"Old Seven, check to see if the formation is safe!" the Great Elder hastily ordered the Seventh Elder. Among the several brothers, the Seventh Elder is the most energetic in the formation, and he is also the one who spends the most time studying the formation set up by the Patriarch .

The Seventh Elder immediately took out a thin long nail, leaned over and pierced the ground under his feet, and then his face turned pale.

"Eldest brother, the formation...is broken." His voice was blown away by a gust of cold wind, chilling the hearts of all the Kunlun Sect members present.

This... This is the real conspiracy, a trap!The Great Elder finally realized this.

However, he didn't have time to think about it.

The blood blades of the Kunlun tribe arrived here, and the outermost disciples suddenly fell to the ground, bleeding all over the ground.

"Formation!" The Great Elder hurriedly shouted, the brothers moved quickly, and the formation was immediately formed.

A flash of lightning flashed, and a warrior of the Kunlun tribe was wounded by the formation. He clutched his arm and hated the Taoist priests in front of him.

There are more people around.

The warriors of the Kunlun tribe gradually gathered here, looking at the last few old Taoist priests of the Kunlun sect.

There was a moment of silence before the battle, and with the order of the war wind, everyone raised their bloody stone knives and charged at the elders.

Facing the Kunlun tribe, whose speed and strength far surpassed that of ordinary people, several elders cooperated with each other, showing the tacit understanding of their brothers and sisters for more than a hundred years, and withstood this overwhelming attack.

They defended against the Kunlun tribe with a large defensive formation formed by several people, and at the same time continuously calculated and drew small attack formations. Although they could only cause damage to one or two people, the damage was increasing after all.

"Little Zhuzi, don't you really need to make a move?" Wanwan and Xianghuang have been watching from the sidelines. Seeing that Xianghuang doesn't intend to help at all, Wanwan couldn't help asking.

In her opinion, these old Taoist priests have profound Taoism. If this continues, even if the Kunlun tribe can kill them, there will not be many left.

"No need." Xianghuang shook his head, as if he knew the next direction very well.

Before she finished speaking, there was the sound of wings flapping in the air.

Wanwan swept her phoenix eyes and understood: "So, that kid has gone to rescue the soldiers."

It was the pair of Ying Zhao that came from the air, and Zhan Sian was sitting on the back of one of them at this moment.

Before the elders could react, Yingzhao's feathered blade fell like rain, carrying Yingzhao's natural power.

The unexpected killing move caused the defense of the elders to collapse in an instant, and their lives were reaped by the Kunlun tribe in an instant.

The author has something to say: This is a very rare manuscript deposit fungus, don’t ask me how the elder and the right guard can be so stupid, it’s because the author fungus is too stupid to write a hearty battle