Chapter 881

Click!

The fierce battle eventually shocked heaven. With Zheng Feiyue's roar, lightning and rainstorm fell in an instant.

Brush!

The heavy rain washed away the blood on everyone. The fierce battle produced a moment of peace like ghosts at this moment.

Next second.

More than a dozen figures abandoned their opponents and rushed towards Zheng Feiyue.

"Kill him!"

"Protect him!"

The offensive and defensive people reacted respectively, and then launched a fierce battle centered on Zheng Feiyue.

The roar continued.

Holding a long stick, Zheng Feiyue stands on a huge stone like an unyielding flag.

People with discerning eyes can see that he has no power to fight again. Now even a returning monk can easily take his life!

It was the end of the crossbow that gave the "defender" great morale boost, as if he would not lose the scuffle as long as he did not fall!

One side desperately wanted to kill him, and the other side had to protect him. The scuffle escalated into a tragic offensive and defensive war, and the bloody degree increased several times in an instant.

The whole earth is wailing.

Blood and death became the main melody, and unknowingly it was another dawn.

Three people flew from the fairy peak. In front of them was the charming Nangong, followed by a beautiful woman with long legs and a middle-aged man.

"Stop it!"

With Nangong's reprimand, the fighting of fairy peak stopped slightly, but there was no intention to stop.

Nangong frowned and looked at the long legged woman behind him.

The long legged woman looked at the fairy peak, which was already a scene of hell. She looked extremely shocked. Especially when she saw the figure on the boulder, she immediately pointed to the boulder and said, "Lord Liu, he is Zheng Feiyue!"

This "Lord Liu" is the middle-aged man behind him.

Mr. Liu is of medium height, but his skeleton is broad. Wearing a loose robe, he looks a little rich, like a rich man who comes out to play.

But if anyone underestimates him, it's a big mistake.

His name is Liu Qingmang. He has been practicing the Tao since ten thousand years ago. He is a senior level of the general League and one of the few gold medal deacons.

Nangong found him, first, because he had some friendship with the elder, and second, because elder Liu has always been responsible for the specific affairs on the east bank. It's not wrong to find him in case of an accident.

As for the beautiful woman with long legs, she is the silver deacon under Liu Qingmang. Her surname is sun.

Liu Qingmang looked at the fighting people, and his eyes also showed a dignified color. After several shouts from Nangong had no effect, he took out a silver roulette.

"Go!"

Liu Qingmang threw out the silver wheel, and the small wheel became larger in an instant. It twinkled like a spaceship over the whole fairy peak.

Buzzing.

With the continuous rotation of the silver wheel, a magic sound sounded in the battlefield, directly ringing through the hearts of everyone.

This magic sound is mixed with the word "General Alliance".

The fighting people gradually slowed down their hands, and more and more words about "General Alliance" were in their minds. Reason slowly surpassed the desire to kill and began to gain the upper hand.

Seeing that the fire was almost over, Liu Qingmang took back the silver disc and made a dignified voice: "what do you want to do? Kill each other, and then let the enemies on the West Bank kill them effortlessly?"

No one spoke.

The general League has a very strong deterrent. In addition to the fact that there are so many experts in it and many talented disciples of various schools work in it, it is also because it is the only designated official force on the east bank against the West Bank.

In other words, without the existence of the general alliance, the east bank is a plate of loose sand in the immortal devil war, and let the West Bank attack!

Even evil gods should give the General Alliance some face.

"The deacons talk to me, others heal on the spot, and then send them back to the zongmen for treatment... Deacon sun, you can count the list of major repairs killed in the battle. These are valuable forces on the east bank!"

Liu Qingmang said, quite distressed in his tone.

Sun Shangxiang quickly said yes.

The rain was still falling, and the world was covered by the rain curtain.

In a temporarily built stone house, the large doorkeepers who had been beaten and killed before gathered together, all with injuries, and their eyes were full of hatred and anger.

Liu Qingmang specially asked Zheng Feiyue and the left Dharma protector of the evil god sect to sit around him. As for the right Dharma protector, he sent him back to invite the evil god to come by himself.

If something like this happens, the evil god had better come in person.

"Cough."

"Cough, cough, cough."

In the temporary meeting room, there was a continuous cough. It was not intentional, but many people were injured.

The leaders of all sects, except Nangong of Xinmo Valley, looked as usual, others didn't look good.

"Why?"

Liu Qingmang asked. He didn't ask why he fought, but why he fought like this?

The six major sects scuffle, although not heavy casualties, is definitely not small. At least in a thousand years, there has been no such tragic loss.

Zheng Feiyue arched his hands and said, "as adults Liu know, Japan is the day when I duel with Wang Xiaohua. The evil god sect sent an army to kill me. It happened that I also had some friends, so it became like this."

When Liu Qingmang heard the speech, his eyes fell on the three leaders of Mingwang sect, magic weapon sect and divine medicine sect.

Old seven covered his chest and kept coughing. It was obvious that he was seriously injured.

Master Mingqi was not hurt, but his face was pale, his hands and feet were weak, and his heart was extremely painful. In this battle, the magic weapon sect could not damage less than ten Tianyan armor alone.

Fortunately, they can change armor when they are injured, otherwise they will not only lose armor.

As for the LV Jian of the divine medicine sect, it looks like a light wind and light clouds. However, it seems that such a person who has been rehabilitated by the army has a lot of secrets, which can not be regarded by common sense.

"The grudge between you and the evil god sect is not the focus of my concern. What I want to ask is, what's the matter with the follow-up reinforcements? I heard that each sect of you has sent no less than four batches of reinforcements."

Liu Qingmang snapped.

Although Zheng Feiyue was the bronze deacon scheduled by the general League, the other party only accepted the brand and had not joined the general League, and Liu Qingmang did not show any intention of favoritism.

He is more concerned about the battle today. He fought too hard, which is very abnormal!

As soon as this remark came out, the leaders of other zongmen were stunned.

Why send reinforcements?

Naturally, the front line can't stand it!

But... Why not withdraw?

In this scuffle, except that Zheng Feiyue and the evil god sect are immortal, although other sects can't stay away, they won't even take out their old roots to fight, right?

Even old seven had strong doubts in his heart.

Although he and Zheng Feiyue are a community of interests, his brothers came to ambush Wang Po, not to fight with the evil god sect.

But before, Hong looked to the zongmen for help. It was his second brother.

It was because the second brother sent more than a dozen signals for help to the zongmen at one go that Houshan grandfather thought it was time for life and death, so he quickly organized reinforcements to come.

This is not normal.

Absolutely abnormal!

There are inconsistencies in the previous chapter, which have been modified. Due to the background delay, it may take three days to modify. Please don't blame me.

This month, I always went to the hospital because of bronchitis. There are too few updates.

The update will be resumed from today, starting at three o'clock every day.

Ten thousand words break out from time to time!