Gan Yangfu on National Day.

In the martial arts field of the Tianxiang Sect of Daqingshan, the square formation formed by hundreds of disciples gathered, looks particularly imposing.

The most advanced people are the head Yuan Zhen and the three elders.

Wang Le stood in the back, but from the gaps in the crowd, he could vaguely see the situation ahead.

At this time, there was only one person who had so many people from all over the sect waiting for him.

That was an ordinary soldier wearing black armor.

Not to mention the status of the Tianxiang Sect in the world, no one dares to underestimate the few third-rank martial artists led by Yuan Zhen.

But the soldier had a arrogant face, as if he was not facing a famous sect in the world, but a group of native chickens and tiles.

"My general said, I'll give you another three days, whether to hand over the inheritance, or whether he leads our brothers to flatten the Daqing Mountains and destroy your Tianxiang Sect Taoist Orthodox is all in your thoughts at the head of Yuan."

After saying that, the man pulled out the long knife from his waist, inserted it into the ground, and then left without looking back.

Many disciples fell into silence, and the head Yuan Zhen's face changed. Finally, he turned around and said, "The court is unrighteous and the emperor is incompetent. Let the butcher raise his sword and attack to destroy my sect and destroy my Taoist rule. I have fought for this life and fight to the end. Are you willing to die with me?!"

"We are willing to go through fire and water for the sect, and we will never refuse to die!"

The young people's passion gathered into a torrent, sweeping away the depressed atmosphere just now.

Yuan Zhen nodded with satisfaction, and then sang: "Let's go away first, go back and have a good rest. In three days, we will fight the butcher here to fight for life and death!"

"promise!!"

Wang Le followed the crowd in silence, passed through several mountain roads, and came to the yard where he lived.

For some reasons, he is the only one here, and the location is relatively remote, so few disciples will come.

After entering the door, Wang Le poured himself a glass of water, and then sat down to rest after his mood calmed down. He stared at the black mud in front of him, and his thoughts kept fluctuating in his mind.

Since he traveled through time three months ago, he has roughly understood the situation of the world he is in.

This is a place similar to his ancient past, but the difference is that the martial artist here can reach a level of inhumanity by practicing to a high level. It is just a matter of breaking the river with one finger and opening mountains to urge stones.

But in front of the court, the personal power is still too small. In addition, there are six masters in the gangs, so it is okay for the people in the martial arts world to be obedient. If they do too many evil, unless they are second- or even first-class masters, they will be difficult to escape the pursuit.

Especially today, since he ascended the throne ten years ago, he has begun to carry out drastic reforms.

He pacified border troubles to the outside world and wiped out several small countries with bad intentions around him in one fell swoop.

In the internal situation, we will rectify the government affairs and formulate new laws. Although there is great resistance, under the butcher's knife, all opposition voices cannot cause any storm.

The culprit of the soldiers surround Daqingshan is the person most trusted by the emperor of the Gan Kingdom, Wang Xiao, who was called the butcher by the people in the martial arts world.

He was in charge of the most elite cavalry today, and was also the only one who was awarded military merits since the founding of the country.

Since the horse entered the world, five sects that had been passed down for more than 300 years have been wiped out, from north to south, either surrendering or destroying, and there is no third choice.

The Tianxiang Sect is just an ant in front of the rolling wheels on the way forward of this Marquis Wu.

Wang Le didn't know why the leader had to make the decision to fight to the death, but he was very clear that if he didn't find a way to protect himself, the outcome would definitely not be very good.

He has a poor physical talent. Although he was adopted since childhood and taught martial arts, he is now just a ninth grade.

At best, he is only stronger than ordinary people and can get some punches and kicks.

In this case, it is very difficult to leave smoothly, but Wang Le is not anxious because there is something that follows him through time.

It was a bronze token that existed in my mind. It was silent for so long that I finally began to wake up today.

"Collect the power of time and space, collect..."

“Fifty percent of the completion…”

Wang Le is very looking forward to what changes will happen after the so-called power of time and space are 100%.

Perhaps the original owner could fight to the end with the sect, but he had no such plan. Although he would not surrender to the enemy, he would not have any psychological burden in his end.

Moreover, there must be more than one or two people who have this idea. After all, the sect belongs to everyone, but their lives belong to their own.

Time flies, Wang Le packs up his things and plans to go to see if there is any chance in the evening.

As the sky was about to get dark, a sudden movement came from outside.

He walked out and looked at the mountain road outside, and saw a few disciples walking towards this side, probably because they were specially found.

Wang Le recognized the leader at first sight. He was a young man in his twenties, with handsome appearance and heroic eyebrows, which gave people a very positive feeling.

This person's name is Chen Fu, and he is the head of the outer disciple of the Tianxiang Sect. He has cultivated his seventh level of cultivation in his body and has condensed his internal energy seeds in his body. Although it is nothing to put it on the world, he is also a little master in the sect.

But, what did he find him at this time?

Wang Le narrowed his eyes slightly, thought for a moment and then went over.

"Junior Brother Wang, you're here. I was worried that I couldn't find anyone before."

Chen Fu looked a little tired, but his tone was particularly sincere when he spoke.

Several people behind him also looked over, with a clear sense of oppression in their eyes.

Wang Le's thoughts turned and he had some speculations, "Is there anything wrong with Senior Brother Chen coming here at this time?"

"this…"

Chen Fu looked around and then came over and lowered his voice, "Can you say it's okay to go in?"

"please!"

Wang Le made way and followed him into the house.

When everyone went in, the disciple who was walking at the end leaned out and looked, then closed the door and inserted the latch.

Seeing this posture, Wang Le's guess became more and more certain, but he did not speak first, but waited for the other party to speak.

Chen Fu was silent for a while, and finally said softly: "Now that the sect is suffering from this great disaster, as disciples, we should fight to the end and live and die together."

After hearing this, Wang Le narrowed his eyes but did not respond. He knew that the other party must have something to say next.

As expected, Chen Fu paused and continued: "But the court is powerful, just like Zi and Wuhou colluded with each other today. People in the world, either kneel down and surrender, or like those who were wiped out, not only did the inheritance be cut off, but the disciples who escaped by chance did not dare to mention their previous titles."

"Senior brother, come and persuade me to escape at this time? No, I have been going up the mountain since I was a child. Although I am not very talented, I am only a ninth grade now. But I can't do such ungrateful things."

Wang Le said firmly.
Chapter completed!