Chapter 385: One Million Warriors, Two Grandmasters
When Mr. Hong got the news, the main peak of Jianzong also got the news.
Zhou Haitian's eldest disciple Zhou Jianxing reported the matter to Zhou Haitian.
"Elder, a million warriors besieged our Jianzong, including two masters. What should we do?"
Zhou Jianxing was a little flustered. He was not afraid of the million warriors, but the two masters.
Zhou Haitian frowned and said, "Why are you panicking? They are looking for Yun Jianfeng, not our main peak.
Let the people of Yun Jianfeng solve this matter themselves."
Zhou Haitian used to think that this eldest disciple was good, but he was far inferior to that Lin Feng.
Zhou Jianxing said, "I'm afraid Yun Jianfeng can't hold on for long.
If Yun Jianfeng is destroyed, it will damage the face of our Jianzong."
Zhou Haitian thought for a while and said, "Then we will take action when Yun Jianfeng can't hold on."
Zhou Haitian wanted to take the opportunity to see Lin Feng's true strength.
That day, he asked his senior brother Ji Xuanwu to compete with Lin Feng, and neither of them went all out.
This time, Lin Feng will fight two masters alone, so he must show his true strength.
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On the several roads leading to Yunjian Peak, seven groups of people are marching towards Yunjian Peak.
These people are not marching very fast, and it is estimated that they can reach Yunjian Peak at noon.
They can march quickly, but several leaders think it is unnecessary. Going slower can put pressure on Jianzong.
There is a striking eighteen-lift sedan chair in the Wuji Palace team.
In the sedan sits an old man with white hair and beard and bare upper body. This man is Li Chunqiu, the master-level elder of Wuji Palace.
Beside Li Chunqiu, there are eight charming female disciples serving him.
Some people massage his shoulders, and some people massage his legs.
A female disciple sitting in Li Chunqiu's arms said, "Elder, we sisters are weak, and the Sword Sect will not let us participate in the battle, right?"
Hahaha, Li Chunqiu laughed twice and said, "Such a big battle, how can we fight.
I will personally go, and the Sword Sect will also give me some face.
The people of Yunjianfeng must be handed over to us to deal with, so as to avoid a big war."
The female disciple obviously knew some news, "Yunjianfeng will not sit idly by, right?
I heard that Lin Feng of Yunjianfeng slaughtered millions of warriors by himself, and his strength is comparable to that of a master."
Li Chunqiu hugged the female disciple in his arms and said, "What if he is comparable to a master, I am a master.
This time I personally went out for this Lin Feng.
I want to see if he is as powerful as the legend says?"
The female disciple in his arms said with a pinched throat, "Elder is so powerful."
The sedan chair tumbled, and the disciples carrying the sedan chair felt a little uncomfortable.
They all complained in their hearts. Elder Li had been practicing for hundreds of years and should have been indifferent to the affairs of men and women. Why did he prefer this?
In another group of people, there was also an 18-lift sedan chair, in which sat Mu Chenxiao, a master-level elder of Xingchen Pavilion.
This man looked only 30 or 40 years old, but he had also practiced for hundreds of years.
He was the only one in his sedan chair, and he was not a person who liked pomp and circumstance.
The sedan chair was prepared by his disciples, and he sat in it reluctantly.
The master-level elders did not like to show up in public, and sitting in the sedan chair was quieter.
The Xingchen Pavilion lost more than 100,000 disciples a few days ago.
Such a big event naturally alarmed him, and his disciples quickly checked the cause and effect.
Although he was in the wrong and was killed instead of being killed, the Jianghu was not a place where reason was respected, so he came here in person this time to get back the face.
The other groups of people knew that there were two masters in charge, so they were all fearless.
Grandmaster-level warriors are already legendary in Shenzhou. In the past hundred years, no one has heard of a grandmaster-level warrior taking action publicly.
Two of them came at once this time, and I'm afraid the entire Sword Sect will be shocked.
Sword God Zheng Haotian also sat in an eight-lift sedan chair. The last time he fought with Mr. Hong, the outcome was not decided. This time, he planned to defeat Mr. Hong and become the first person under the Grandmaster.
The people on the roadside looked at the passing army of warriors and talked about it.
"Shouldn't warriors be high and mighty? Why are they all sitting in sedan chairs?"
"I'm not an ordinary warrior, I'm a warrior master."
"The warriors' lives are getting more and more extravagant now."
"So many warriors are rushing to the Sword Sect, are they going to fight again?"
"Fight, one less to kill, it has nothing to do with us anyway."
"Yes, we'll finish work at noon today, go back and lock the door and sleep at home, so as not to be affected."
Yun Jianfeng is also making preparations.
Mr. Hong had ordinary people with little martial power sent to Wanjian City at the foot of the mountain.
The people from the seven major sects are heading for Yunjian Peak and will not attack Wanjian City.
The people living in Wanjian City are all the families of the Sword Sect.
If Wanjian City is really attacked, it will break the rules of the martial arts world. I am afraid that more than half of the Grandmaster-level elders will have to return from Taixu.
Wu Jinlei looked at the direction of the main peak and said, "Master, why is there no movement from the main peak for such a big thing?"
"I am afraid that the main peak does not want to intervene. We have to handle this matter ourselves at Yunjian Peak."
"One million warriors, two Grandmasters, how can we handle it?
Are we relying on Junior Brother?"
"We have to handle it even if we can't. Go down and make arrangements.
The seven major sects lost a million warriors last time. No matter what the reason is, there must be an explanation.
The main peak wants to use the lives of our Yunjian Peak disciples as a stepping stone for them.
I'm afraid we have to wait until our side is almost dead before the main peak will intervene.
So we can only rely on ourselves and your junior brother for this matter.
Go down and make arrangements. "
After Wu Jinlei left, Mr. Hong said to Lin Feng beside him: "How is it? Two masters, let's master and disciple deal with each other."
Lin Feng glanced at Shanxia and said, "Teacher, you don't need to take action, I can take care of two of them by myself."
Lin Feng didn't want Mr. Hong to take action. Mr. Hong had just learned the technique of Returning to the Sword of Ten Thousand Swords, and he was still reluctant to use this technique against the Grandmaster.
Lin Feng has been preparing for this these days. It has absorbed enough thunder power to launch the third level of thunder god coming into the world.
The arrival of the first-level thunder god can deal with Ji Xuanwu.
It shouldn't be a problem for the triple thunder god to come to the world to deal with the two grandmasters.
Moreover, he also learned how to return to the sect with ten thousand swords, and his combat power was improved.
He is even less afraid of those millions of warriors.
As long as those people dared to take action, Lin Feng would dare to slaughter them all.
Those are all breaking points.
Mr. Hong patted Lin Feng on the shoulder and said, "Don't be brave, we at Yunjianfeng are still pointing you to carry it forward."
"Teacher, I'm really not trying to be brave. If a fight breaks out, I'll strike first. If I can't beat you, it won't be too late to strike."
"Okay, I'll hold the line for you."
Lin Feng is stronger than himself, and Mr. Hong is still convinced by Lin Feng's words.
Mr. Hong looked down the mountain, "After passing this level, the road will be easy. I want to make the world run according to the wishes of our master and disciple."