The sword came out of Huashan, and swept the world from the world of swordsman

"Kill!"

The soldiers of the Houtu Army shouted in unison and swung their axes and shovels.

Boom!

A terrible force surged out, and a violent wind was set off on the battlefield.

This sudden movement had already stunned the righteous coalition army. Facing the axes and shovels that were chopped down, they subconsciously raised their weapons to resist.

Clang!

Puff~

Their weapons were hit by the shovels and axes under the great power of the Dragon Elephant Prajna Power, and they were broken in two on the spot, and their bodies were split in half by the axe blades.

There were not many Houtu Army soldiers ambushed underground, only 500 people.

Even so, hundreds of people died and more than 200 were injured in one swing.

This scene made Nun Miejue and others' eyelids jump and their hair stand on end.

They had experienced many battles in the martial arts world, and they had seen military killings before, but a well-trained and terrifying formation like the Houtu Army was simply unheard of and unseen.

These five hundred people lined up and attacked as one, just like a killing machine on the battlefield.

How could those disciples who only knew how to fight each other resist?

"We are ambushed, retreat, retreat quickly!"

Miejue shouted loudly, and with a sword, he slashed back the Sky Eagle Sect members in front of him, and leaped to the back.

Yin Tianzheng was so excited that he saw that Master Miejue was about to withdraw, and he broke the necks of the two alliance disciples with his eagle claw grappling hand, and chased after them with his long sword.

"Hahaha, Master Miejue, didn't you want me to die? Why did you run away first?"

Yin Tianzheng's famous skill was the eagle claw grappling hand, but his swordsmanship and lightness skills were also not weak. He quickly caught up with Master Miejue and stabbed a sword straight into the back of Miejue.

"Hmph, you evil cult monsters are only good at plotting and calculating. If we fight head-on, how can I be afraid of you?" Miejue shouted angrily, without looking back, just relying on the sharpness of the Yitian Sword to slash back.

Hmph!

The Yitian Sword cuts iron like mud, and it cuts off Yin Tianzheng's sword with just one strike.

"We have remembered today's account, and we will settle with you when we reach Guangmingding."

After getting the sword, she did not stop and quickly left.

The disciples of the alliance had long been frightened by the killing of the Houtu Army, and they dared not fight anymore. They followed their respective leaders to retreat, leaving only corpses on the ground.

Yin Tianzheng was so powerful that he wanted to lead the disciples in the sect to chase and kill, but was stopped by Monk Peng.

"Eagle King, don't chase the desperate enemy!"

The Houtu Army is powerful, but it may not have an advantage in speed. If the disciples of the Tianying Sect chase them, they will probably suffer a lot of losses.

"All this is within the plan of the flag bearer. Let's go to Guangmingding first!"

Yin Tianzheng calmed down and said with a smile: "Okay, I have wanted to meet Yue the flag bearer for a long time. Let's go!"

...

Miejue and others retreated more than two miles in a row. Seeing that the enemy did not catch up, they breathed a sigh of relief and said gloomily: "Jingxuan, go and count the casualties."

Soon the head count was completed, and Jingxuan said with fear: "Master, we only have more than 2,200 people left, and many of them are injured."

Hearing this data, everyone's heart sank, and they felt cold hands and feet.

The Mingjiao army is so powerful, can it really be wiped out?

For a while, many people thought of retreating.

"Master, Master Kongzhi, we are here."

Just then, Xian Yutong and the tall and short old man came late with dozens of Huashan disciples.

Miejue asked angrily: "Why did you come just now? And what's the point of bringing so few people?"

Which sect didn't spend most of its wealth?

Huashan was good. Not only did they come after the battle, but they only had dozens of disciples.

"Uh, haha, everyone should have heard that our leader reorganized Huashan after he took office. Many disciples were dismissed because they failed the assessment. There are really not many people who can show off!"

"What about your new leader?"

"He has already reached Guangmingding."

"Going to Guangmingding alone, isn't he afraid of death!" Nun Miejue said dissatisfiedly.

"Don't worry, everything is within our leader's plan." Xian Yutong was not angry, and said with a smile.

"Hmph, plan? I think he is just being mysterious."

Miejue was very dissatisfied with the mysterious leader of Huashan, but she had no way to vent her anger, so she had to suppress her anger and asked Kongzhi: "Master, the Demon Cult is obviously well prepared, what should we do next?"

If we are ambushed by the Houtu Army again when we go up the mountain, we can go back home.

Kongzhi pondered for a moment and said:

"The Houtu Army is powerful, but fortunately there are only 500 people, and the people of Mingjiao will obviously not split them up again.

In this case, let's divide our forces.

There are several mountain roads to Guangmingding. If we split up into small groups, I don't believe we will be ambushed again."

Mistress Miejue's eyes lit up: "Good plan. Shaolin, Kunlun, Kongtong and my Emei have the largest number of people., the strongest one, let each of our four families send one team, and the people from other sects will join us. "

"Yes, that's safe." Everyone nodded in agreement.

"That nun, although our Huashan has a small number of people, they are all elites and are quite strong. It's better to split them into four teams to balance the strength." Xian Yutong suggested.

After hearing this, Miejue and the others looked at the disciples of Huashan and were secretly surprised.

These dozens of Huashan disciples have a steady aura and bright eyes, and obviously have a good foundation in martial arts.

To say they are elites is to be modest.

There are not many disciples with such strength in their sect.

Nun Miejue's expression eased a lot, and her anger at Huashan for sending so few people diminished. She nodded and said, "Okay, let's do as you say. Let's take a short break and go up the mountain immediately. ”

……

In the main hall of Guangmingding, Yang Xiao, Green-winged Bat King Wei Yixiao, White-browed Eagle King Yin Tianzheng, Budai Monk Shuo Bude, Iron Crown Taoist Zhang Zhong, Cold-faced Mr. Leng Qian, Zhou Dian, and Monk Peng gathered together and quarreled.

Yang Xiao sat in the main seat of the main hall and squinted his eyes and said, "You have been away from the main hall for so many years. Are you coming back together today to force me to abdicate?"

"Force me to abdicate? Ah! Yang Xiao, you have been in charge of Guangmingding for several years, and you really think you are the leader?" Zhou Dian cursed.

"Although I am not the leader, I have been in charge of all the affairs of the church for these years. But you guys left the main hall and didn't care about anything, but now you are helping a small flag bearer to come back and fight for the position of leader. Do you think the Ming Cult is not perishing fast enough?"

"Hey, don't fart. We received a notice from Yue Zhuoqun to return to the main hall, but he didn't say that we would definitely support him. ”

“If you don’t support him, who do you support?”

“Anyway, I don’t support you, Yang Xiao.”

Zhou Dian’s neck stiffened, and he laughed strangely: “Since it’s a fight for the position of the leader, everyone present has a chance, maybe it’s me, Zhou Dian!”

“You, Zhou Dian, speak and act in a confusing and ridiculous way. If you become the leader, the entire Ming Cult will be turned upside down.”

“You’re talking nonsense!”

Zhou Dian was furious and punched Yang Xiao.

However, Yang Xiao waved his arm lightly, and the invisible force enveloped his fist.

Even his body was lifted up and floated horizontally in the air.