Chapter 1115: One General Will Succeed and All Bones Will Wither

Needless to say, although Jin Yan and Fang Lengbie are also Jindan cultivators, it is still very rare to command tens of thousands of people to fight. They are not affected by the fierceness and blood on the battlefield, their hands are slightly clenched, and their blood is throbbing. Excited!

After seeing the corpses of many monks being devoured by blood beasts, Tu Hong did not organize the disciples of Quanjin Mountain to snatch them out. Although the people in the hall knew that it was not easy to take such measures at this time, they couldn't help but still showed their faces. Enraged, even the Foundation Establishment disciples couldn't help whispering!

And Xue Yu's white eyebrows couldn't help but frown. This image...is to be handed over to Yan Xi's Mansion after all. How can the tragedy in it be seen by those Golden Core cultivators of the Dao Sect?

"Alas~" Master Xueyu really wanted to cover up something for Tu Hong, and really valued Tu Hong's talent, but looking at such an image, how could he cover it up?

"However, if..." Master Xueyu was a little surprised, "It's impossible for Tu Hong to keep this image until now? Could it be that this guy has changed his mind?"

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"Oh? Isn't this Yuan Qing from the Motian Sword Sect?" Seeing Yuan Qing's appearance, Jin Yan and others naturally knew each other. Fang Leng turned his eyes slightly and said anxiously, "Just now, Junior Brother Tu...why didn't you mention it?" What about this sword cultivator? If he can kill this beast, he can recover some... losses!"

"And Qinxiu? This...this Qinxiu seems to be Ying Zhuo from Qun'e Valley?" Jin Po was a little dazed.レm♠Thinking♥Road♣Guestレ

"More than that..." Fang Leng had sharp eyes, saw several sword cultivators and beast cultivators, and said anxiously, "There are also a few unknown phantom sword fighters, and a few high-level beast cultivators!"

Behind them, all the Foundation Establishment cultivators were in an uproar! The voice of discussion is louder!

"Junior Brother Tu~ Sigh. It's really hard for Junior Brother Tu!" Fang Leng took a peek at the indifferent real Xue Yu, and sighed, "If there are one or two phantom sword fighters, that's all! This time A few came out, plus the bird cultivator and the beast cultivator, as well as the blood beast, and the spirit-eating insect! He... was able to kill tens of thousands of sword cultivators, which is definitely a great achievement! Under such circumstances Next, Quan Jinshan disciples, and Daozong disciples... it is really hard to escape!"

"Hmm~" Jin Yan also nodded. "Jin was a little... wrong to blame Junior Brother Tu just now! There are so many sword cultivators besieging. Not to mention killing tens of thousands of sword cultivators, even if they can escape, there are not a few monks left! It's just..."

Jin Po looked at Master Xueyu again, wondering: "These phantom sword fighters...have all escaped?"

Real Xue Yu didn't say a word. Just look at the light curtain!

"Ah??? Ten...sixteen phantom sword fighters!!!" Wait until Tu Hong left Quanjin Mountain to face Yuan Qing.

Ling Yunwu and other swordsmen appeared on the light curtain. Jin Dian was even more horrified! !

"Which sword sect is this disciple?" Master Xueyu asked rarely.

"My lord, wait a moment..." Jin Pan hurriedly clapped his hands, took out a jade slip, and looked at it for a while with his spiritual sense. Qidao, "Report to Lord City Master, this seems to be Ling Yunwu from Lingfeng Sword Sect. According to the information obtained by his subordinates and others, they... They should be near the Lingshi mine in Lian Kingdom. How did they come here? Quan Jinshan?"

"Oh?" Master Xue Yu frowned slightly, and stopped talking. Jin Yan and Fang Leng didn't dare to ask more questions, so they continued to look at the light curtain with doubts.

At the end, I saw Yuan Qing and other swordsmen, Zhan Jian and Li Min and other beast cultivators, and ordinary swordsmen like ants chasing a group of sword cultivators into the ground, and even sixteen phantom swordsmen including Ling Yunwu The warrior also rushed straight into the Quanjin Mountain mine vein without hesitation, ignoring other swordsmen and monks at all, Jin Dian and Fang Lengbie looked at each other in blank dismay!

However, the light curtain did not show the whereabouts of Ling Yunwu and others, but only showed the bitter battle in the Quanjinshan mine lode again! Everyone was nervous just now, but they saw a khaki-colored brilliance emerge from a corner of the light curtain, quickly covering everyone's sight, but within a few breaths, the entire light curtain was all a piece of khaki-colored, and they couldn't see it anymore. to anything!

"The...those dozens of Illusory Swordsmen...have they been killed?" Jin Po asked, anxiously.

"Go and call Tu Hong back!" Master Xueyu sneered, "This guy hasn't returned to the mansion yet!"

"Yes!" Jin Po turned around and said, "This subordinate went over in person! This guy...is still hiding it!"

"My lord, my subordinates also go over!" Fang Leng bowed and said, "If Tu Hong killed these dozens of phantom sword fighters, it would be a great achievement! Then tens of thousands of Daoist monks... can definitely Makes sense!"

"Of course, the monks of their Taoist sect can offer a reward for a Qin Jian of the Xutian Sword Sect. With great fanfare, my disciples from Xuntian City killed more than a dozen Qin Jian in one fell swoop. What can they say?" echoed.

"Go!" Master Xueyu squinted his eyes slightly, although his face was expressionless, but this sentence revealed his meaning, yes, killing twenty phantom sword fighters, that is definitely a sword fight Compared with the great military exploits among them, the lives of tens of thousands of monks are really nothing!

It was only half a meal, and Tu Hong followed Jin Yan and Fang Lengbie back to the main hall.

There was no smug expression on Tu Hong's face, but Master Xue Yu was a little angry. When he saw Tu Hong, before he could speak, he said coldly: "Tu Hong, you are so brave!"

With a sound of "Plop", Tu Hong immediately fell to his knees, grabbed his head and said: "Master City Master! It's not that this subordinate is hiding something, and it's not that this subordinate wants to claim credit! It's just that this subordinate is worried. You must have already thought about it when you are all punishing, and the subordinates will never dare to accept this merit, and the subordinates must bear the burden!"

"My lord!" Jin Yan and Fang Lengbie also bowed beside him, "I'll wait for the two of you to intercede for Tu Hong! Just now, the subordinates were too eager, and they condemned Tu Hong before he finished speaking. There is a reason for daring to tell the results of the battle..."

"Wait up~" Master Xueyu waved his hand and said, "I'm not a fool, why don't I know the pros and cons? If you have meritorious service, you should be rewarded, and if you have done something, you should be punished! This old man is asking Tu Hong, In front of this old man... what tricks are you playing!!!"

"Yes" Tu Hong heard this, and immediately there were beads of sweat on his forehead, his face was livid, and he kowtowed again, "This subordinate should die, this subordinate should die! This subordinate does have a scheming thought After the city lord gets angry, present the results of the battle, so that the city lord can forgive his subordinates for using Taoist monks as bait without authorization!"

"Hmph~" Master Xueyu snorted coldly, not knowing whether he could hear it or not.

Above the main hall, only the sound of Tu Hong's kowtow can be heard.

After a while, Master Xueyu said indifferently: "You bring all of Quanjinshan's subordinates back to Xuntian City, and you don't leave anyone guarding Quanjinshan, and you don't mention Quanjinshan's big formation in front of the old man. , are you sure that the big formation...can't be broken by sword cultivators?"

After hearing this, Tu Hong stopped kowtowing, but he still didn't dare to raise his head, and said in a low voice: "The edge of the formation is now stable, and it has merged with Lingxiao. Without the strength of the Nascent Soul, it cannot be broken Drop! And if someone wants to forcefully break it at this time, the Lingxiao inside will definitely rush out, which is more powerful than the bursting of dozens of magic weapons. affected!"

"Well, what if a formation master breaks the formation from a distance?"

"My lord, the screams in the formation are like a chaotic wave. The screams are caused by the nine eyes of the formation. In each eye of the formation, there are ninety-nine and eighty-one huge crystal pillars of the best spiritual stones, and there are deep veins of Lingshi in Quanjin Mountain. It is made of extremely hard chalcedony in five places. All spiritual thoughts cannot be used, even if someone breaks the formation, it can only be near to the left, not far away!" Tu Hong replied calmly.

"Hmm!" Master Xueyu nodded in satisfaction, thought for a while and then asked, "What happened to the sixteen swordsmen of Lingfeng Sword Sect?"

When Tu Hong heard this, doubts appeared on his face, and he raised his head and said, "This subordinate doesn't know either! It was only when I left the formation that I realized that there were sixteen phantom swordsmen coveting around, and it was them That's why I let my subordinates make... this decision!"

"Those sixteen swordsmen entered the formation, and immediately rushed towards the chalcedony of Quanjin Mountain, so they wanted to snatch the chalcedony?" Tu Hong hesitated after thinking for a while, "That's because the subordinates want to observe the sword The situation where Xiu has entered the large formation cannot look at them!"

"They... must not be able to escape!"

"This subordinate can guarantee it!" Tu Hong nodded without a trace of pride, "Even Ying Zhuo, the chicken cultivator, persevered until his subordinate quit, and he would perish. There will never be any more living people in the formation." !"

"Well, there are tens of thousands of monks and swordsmen's wreckage and... magic weapons and other things in the big formation, you can't be careless!" Xueyu real person nodded, "When will the big formation recover?"

"This..." Tu Hong hesitated even more, and said in thought for a moment, "The power of this large formation has really exceeded my expectations. I used to think that I would be able to recover in three years, but look inside, There will be no ten years without a break!"

"Well, after ten years, those Sword Transformation and Nascent Soul will also come out for activities, let's talk about it at that time!" Master Xueyu nodded, and said, "At this time, it is still the hunting of your Golden Core cultivators, I don't care about it! "

"Master City Lord" Jin Yan said anxiously, "You don't show up all the time, how can we explain to Yan Xi's mansion? That is the life of tens of thousands of monks!"

"Hehe, the old man said it all, this is what you are waiting for, it is Tu Hong's business, what is the matter with the old man?" Xueyu Daoist flicked his sleeves, his figure gradually faded away, as if he was about to disappear.

With joy on Tu Hong's face, he kowtowed and said, "Thank you, Lord City Master!"

"Well, the old man knows that there is a gap in your chest, but you can't play any tricks in front of the old man! Quan Jinshan's incident is only once, and it will never be an example!"

"Yes, this subordinate understands!"

"Oh, that's right!" Master Xueyu suddenly remembered something, and gradually revealed his figure again, "I was a little angry just now, but I forgot to ask you, what is the matter you asked me for?" (To be continued.)