"Disciples from Luoxing Pavilion, follow me!"

With an angry shout, Feng Yifan took the lead, and then the masters of the Wanzhou Martial Arts Alliance quickly rushed into Qingyu Guanzhong with the elders of various sects as arrows, and soon fought with the Yan clan's Tianlang Warrior Group.

Thousands of Fangzhou masters were like huge waves, instantly submerging the closest Yan masters, stirring up layers of smoke and dust.

In the narrow road in this pass, the army was somewhat restrained, but these martial arts masters who arrived jumped up and down as if they were walking on the flat ground.

One side was as powerful as a rainbow and desperately rushed, while the other side was a little timid. The masters of the Yan clan had no idea how many people there were in Fangzhou Wulin League, and they only felt that the black people were all from the other side.

"Silver Wolf Guard, kill!"

With the roar of the commander of the Silver Wolf Guard, thousands of Silver Wolfs quickly changed their formations and almost formed one after another, holding a shield to block the way forward of Fangzhou Wulin League.

The military formation not only stopped Fangzhou Wulin Alliance, but also stopped some of the Tianlang Warrior Order outside. Just as they watched the masters of the warrior orders outside the formation be destroyed one by one, the expressions of the Silver Wolf Guards did not change at all.

The Tianlang Warrior Order seemed to know what the Silver Wolf Guard would choose, and no longer escaped and instead launched a desperate charge towards the opponent, but they were all wiped out in the waves of Fangzhou masters.

More than a dozen masters from the Grandmaster realm in Fangzhou Wulin League soared into the air, dozens or hundreds of innate masters followed closely behind. The terrifying power seemed like waves, which was about to submerge the army ahead.

"Boom!" Both sides collided fiercely, and the violent force swept across the surroundings, almost destroying all the houses and roads around, causing smoke and dust to spread all over the sky.

Those who were closer were even more flew out by this huge force and fell to the ground in an instant seriously injured.

"How is this? What kind of army is this?" Faced with such a terrifying attack, the Silver Wolf Guard did not retreat at all, and blocked the impact of the Fangzhou Wulin League.

Even the soldiers in front immediately rushed over to the rear, even if the losses were heavy, they still did not feel moved at all, just like a copper wall.

And what was even more terrifying was that they gradually realized that these armies were all masters, the weakest among them was the peak of acquiredness. There were also many innate masters, and even masters in the Grandmaster realm discovered several.

Is this an army? Are you playing with me? Qingyuguan has faced such an army these days, so how did they hold on? It lasted for more than ten days?

With one move, the masters of Fangzhou Wulin League seemed to be blocked outside. No matter how anxious they were, they seemed to be unable to break the iron wall in front of them.

After a battle, they even doubted their lives. Is they too weak or the other party too powerful? According to this style of fighting, such an army only costs 30,000 or 20,000 yuan, and they will all be wiped out here.

On the other side, Shen Kang pulled his sword back when Fangzhou Wulin League rushed to this point, no longer attacked wildly, but became conservative with every move and tried, and even did not hit him without hitting. At the same time, the invisible sword momentum was gathering wildly on him, and the terrifying sword breath seemed to tear the world apart.

The momentum of a sword changed the color of the sky and the dark clouds in the sky were torn apart in an instant, and the sunlight shone on Fenghan's sword tip seemed like a dream.

"The sky...outside...flying...immortal!"

The light of the sword seemed to instantly bloomed with the most beautiful and gentle colors. This sword was obviously a bloodthirsty sword move, but it was as pure and flawless as the blue sky and white clouds. It was so gentle, as everywhere as the breeze!

The sword seemed to exist in a dream, out of reach, but it seemed to be everywhere. The sword energy seemed to be blowing around, bringing a hint of murderous intent.

The mountains, rocks, plants, and mountains seemed to be silent in this soft light, and they seemed to be trembling with invisible murderous aura. A sword shone, and the dazzling light seemed to sweep away all obstacles.

After a sword, it seemed to collapse the world, and everywhere the sword light passed, it was shattered. What a pure sword, what a terrifying sword!

After a sword, the silver wolf guards like iron walls blocked him were torn a gap from beginning to end. It was like thunder and lightning falling from the sky, erasing a neat silver-white military formation in the city.

"Kill!" In an instant, Feng Yifan immediately roared and rushed in through the gap. For these masters, a little chance of a gap is enough.

More than ten masters and masters were instantly tearing in, and countless masters followed closely behind and rushed wildly, like a sharp blade, constantly deepening and then deepening, quickly spreading the gap, and the Silver Wolf Guard's military formation collapsed almost entirely.

Holding the sword hard, Shen Kang's body was trembling unyieldingly. His cold eyes swept around. Even if someone could detect his current state, he still did not dare to take a step forward.

The sword just now was so terrifying that it left a shadow in their hearts. It was so terrifying that it made them tremble with a look.

However, only Shen Kang himself knew the pain in his heart. After one sword, even his entire skill was almost exhausted. Even the Nine Yang Divine Art, which was claimed to be endless, could not make up for this huge consumption in an instant.

If he hadn't held the random summoning card at any time in his hand, he would not have dared to use his ultimate move casually. If he was not careful, he would have been left here.

"Leader, are you okay?" At this time, a strong arm held him up, and gentle skills slowly poured into his body. The Nine Yang Divine Art in his body was also operating wildly, quickly making up for valuable consumption.

"Master Feng Pavilion, why are you here?"

"If you can come, we can come naturally. Fangzhou Wulin League was established to protect our state. Now that Fangzhou is dead, we are naturally obliged to do so!"

"The leader has been guarding Qingyu Pass for more than ten days, so we will be replaced next!"

"Master Feng Pavilion, the millions of Yan clan troops have gathered under Qingyu Pass, and Qingyu Pass may not be able to defend it!"

"So what about a million troops? Wherever the Yan army passes, burn, kill, loot, and all passionate men hate it to the core! Even if we die in battle, we will not take a step back!"

"Are you really the Master of Pavilion Feng?" Feng Yifan's passionate bold statements completely refreshed Shen Kang's understanding of him, making Shen Kang wonder if he had encountered a fake person!

In Shen Kang's impression, Feng Yifan is a person who attaches great importance to power, but he is timid in his work and lacks courage. Generally speaking, it cannot be considered a waste snack, but it cannot be called a hero.

But when I saw him again, I found that he seemed to have undergone some transformation, becoming different from before. He became passionate and became ambiguous. What exactly did this guy experience? He could be transformed into this!

"We were all regretful when we misunderstood that the leader of the Alliance was the young leader of the Blood Clothing Sect. We were even more ashamed to learn that the leader led people to defend Qingyu Pass to the death. We were ashamed of our ancestors who established the Wulin Alliance and the people of Fangzhou!"

"Leader of the Alliance, all the sects have sent elite disciples to support this time. There are hundreds of sects of all sizes in our state Wulin League, and there are roughly tens of thousands of people who have led. And some sects that are far away are still rushing here!"

"Ten thousand people?" The foundation of Fangzhou Wulin League is deeper than I imagined. Thanks to the conflict between Fangzhou Wulin League and the court before, Fangzhou Wulin League almost took out all its underwear and organized such a large formation. This time, the support for Qingyu Pass came in handy.

The Blood Clothing Cultivated planned everything, hoping to make the Fangzhou Wulin League fight with the court. In the end, it did not fight with the court, but instead became a huge obstacle to the Yan army's advance. I don't know if the people who planned this matter would vomit blood after hearing this.

"Leader!" Kneeling on one knee at Shen Kang, Feng Yifan said loudly, "I have two thousand disciples from Luoxing Pavilion, and I am willing to obey the orders of the leader!"

"Two thousand disciples?" The entire Luoxing Pavilion even swept the floor, and the total number was only five or six thousand. This guy actually brought two thousand people at once.

Moreover, none of these people seem to be mediocre. In this way, wouldn’t it take time for more than half of the experts in Luoxing Pavilion? When did Feng Yifan have such courage?

"I, the nine hundred disciples of Feiyu Tower, are willing to obey the orders of the leader!"

"There are 1,100 disciples in Hanyun Valley, I am willing to obey the orders of the leader!"

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Chapter completed!