"You dare to intercept any letters of help. Are you looking for death?" Qin Mu was furious. This was the letter of help from Ziyun Sect. If there was no disaster of extermination of the sect, Bai Mohan would never have asked for help.

Qin Mu raised his hand, and the purple light swept across it, and once again knocked the nine golden lions out and hit the stone wall.

"Stop, stop..." The nine-headed golden lion felt a little scared, "Stop hitting, I don't know if it's a letter of help?"

Qin Mu was furious, "I tell you, if something happened to Ziyun Sect, I will definitely cut you alive."

"Share you, what's your business?" the nine-headed golden lion murmured in a low voice.

call...!

The wind was howling, and Qin Mu rushed out of the cave with nine golden lions.

"Shrink it down." Qin Mu shouted angrily.

"I..." The nine-headed golden lion originally wanted to say why he listened to you, but before he could say it, he was slapped out by Qin Mu.

He was instantly scared and hurriedly narrowed down a little more.

Qin Mu waved his hand, rolled up the nine-headed golden lion, turned into a stream of light, heading towards the Ziyun Sect.

Star maps flashed in the air. Qin Mu used his speed to the extreme this time. No matter how fast the Wind-Chasing Bird was, it would take one day to get from Ziyun Sect to get here. In other words, the Ziyun Sect’s letter of help was sent the day before yesterday, and it has been almost three days now.

Qin Mu was anxious and took his speed to the extreme.

......

At this time, the Ziyun Sect had already turned into a ruin, and there were more than twenty forces relying on the Ziyun Sect. This force suddenly rebelled and attacked the Ziyun Sect together. Even Bai Mohan did not expect it.

The incident happened so suddenly. More than 20 forces came together. Bai Mohan thought they had something to do, but they suddenly attacked and caught Ziyun Sect off guard.

Fortunately, Ziyun Sect has no weak hands. They are all men who have experienced the sea of ​​swords and fire. Although they are embarrassed, they are quick to react and block most of the attacks.

However, with more than 20 forces combined, there were thousands of people. No matter how strong the disciples of Ziyun Sect were, they could not defeat dozens of people.

The enemy rushed from all directions, cut off the cable car passage and cut off the retreat of Ziyun Sect. No matter how advanced Mo Zihan's cultivation is, he could not care about everyone.

This was a rebellion by Yu.

Mo Zihan is not a novice in the world. These forces of the Clothing Ziyun Sect have been around for decades. When they suddenly rebel, someone must be manipulating them behind their backs, otherwise they would not have such courage.

Who doesn’t know that behind Ziyun Sect is the killing god Qin Mu... But these people rebelled, which means that they have been controlled by others.

Mo Zihan made a quick decision and abandoned Ziyun Sect. He could build his family again without a family, but if the people were gone, nothing would be left.

Mo Zihan ordered the troops to divide into three groups.

On the first road, he personally led it and finally retreated.

The second route was led by the great elder Wan Changdong and fled towards the Wushuang Pavilion.

The third route, led by Jin Heming, this team is the most important, all the family members of Ziyun Sect, the elderly, weak, women and children, heading to the capital.

At the same time, he had sent three letters of help, two letters to the capital and one letter to Xiahou Mansion. Qin Mu's whereabouts were not good, and he might not be in the capital.

In fact, Mo Zihan thought very carefully. Qin Mu was indeed in Xiahou Mansion, but what he did not expect was that the letter of help sent to Xiahou Mansion was cut off by a nine-headed golden lion.

When Ziyun Sect was first built, it was independent. When I thought of Ziyun Sect, I had to take a cable car to go there. But now the cable car is controlled by the enemy.

The so-called cunning rabbit has three holes. Mo Zihan is an old river and lake. How could there be only one road? Ziyun Sect has a secret passage that leads directly to the foot of the mountain.

The troops were divided into three groups and abandoned the Ziyun Sect. They all escaped smoothly.

The team led by Jin Heming to the capital left first, followed by Wan Changdong. After Mo Zihan broke up, he fought with the enemy for a long time before retreating to buy time for the other two teams.

Most of the firepower was attracted by Mo Zihan.

The enemy discovered that everyone in Ziyun Sect was empty. In anger, they burned the Ziyun Sect with fire, and the fire that soared into the sky could be seen ten miles away.

Mo Zihan stood on the top of a mountain, surrounded by more than 100 disciples of Ziyun Sect, most of whom were injured and very tired... In just ten miles, they fought three times and annihilated more than 100 enemies.

"I missed me, Mo Zihan, and I have a very high regard for my own eyes. Unexpectedly, the Ziyun Sect has experienced two migrations in my hands." Mo Zihan's face was bitter and his eyes were a little wet.

"Sect Master, they are catching up." A disciple whispered, his eyes red, and their home is gone.

This time, Mo Zihan was surrounded by disciples of Ziyun Sect, and the elders were sent to two other teams.

Mo Zihan's eyes were cold and he waved, "Let's go."

He only had one word that gritted his teeth and turned around and ran towards Wushuang Pavilion.

They dare not escape too quickly. If those people can't catch up, they may find that they are divided into three groups. It would be bad if they chased and killed the other two teams.

On the mountain road, the dust and waves are flying.

More than 500 people are chasing Mo Zihan.

Mo Zihan and others lowered their heads and galloped.

In fact, the team led by Wan Changdong and Jin Heming has been discovered and is being hunted down.

This escape took two days, and after more than ten battles, the Ziyun Sect damaged more than 20 disciples and killed more than a hundred enemies.

This is a very brilliant record, but Mo Zihan couldn't be happy at all. Those who died were the root of Ziyun Sect. He felt unbearable to die.

At this time, they were hiding in a valley to rest, running around for a long time, and everyone was wounded and exhausted.

Listening to the search sounds coming from afar, everyone held their breath.

"God of Killing, you said you want to keep my Ziyun Sect safe." Mo Zihan looked at the sky and whispered in a low voice.

The letter of help has been circulated for two days. It is logical that Qin Mu should have arrived long ago, but there is no news now... Mo Zihan only hopes that Qin Mu can meet Jin Heming's group of people, all of whom are the family members of Ziyun Sect.

The reason why these disciples present fought for life and delayed those who were chasing them was to protect their families...their relatives were there.

Mo Zihan's eyes were cold. There was a low-level human emperor in the other party's team, with his cultivation level similar to his... Otherwise, he wouldn't have to be afraid of these pursuers at all.

What he is worried about now is whether Wan Changdong and Jin Heming will encounter strong people from the Human Emperor realm?

In the other direction, Wan Changdong led a hundred disciples of Ziyun Sect to run wildly in the mountains and forests... The sound of whizzing through the air kept coming.

The enemy, carrying powerful crossbow arrows, could actually break the defenses of these disciples.

puff...!

A disciple of Ziyun Sect was penetrated by crossbow arrows on his shoulder, blood splattered, and he fell out.

He gritted his teeth tightly and said nothing.

The other two disciples of Ziyun Sect ran wildly, one on the left and the other on the right.

"Hide with the help of ancient trees." Wan Changdong reminded.

"The Great Elder, there is a mountain in front of you."

Wan Changdong's eyes narrowed, "Hurry, everyone hurry up and rush in."

The mountains in front are folded and undulating, and the road conditions are complicated, so they can be used to avoid enemies.

They rushed in.

Behind, five or six hundred people rushed out of the dense forest, looked at Ziyun Sect and others who had disappeared behind the hills, and subconsciously stopped.

A strong, bearded and murderous middle-aged man, holding a pair of sledgehammers in his hand, "Sect Master Wang, do you want to chase him?"

He turned his head and looked at the thin man beside him.

The sect leader named Wang bent down slightly, looked humble, and bowed to the man in black robe beside him, "I will listen to everything for seniors."

The man in black robe voiced hoarsely and waved his hand, "Chasing, don't let anyone go."

Hundreds of people chased after them like locusts.

On the other side, heading towards the capital, Jin Heming took two hundred disciples of Ziyun Sect to escort hundreds of families. Their team has the largest number of people, and all the elders of Ziyun Sect are in this team.

However, there are many people, but these families are either ordinary people, or have low cultivation levels, mostly elderly, weak, women and children, and they cannot walk fast at all.

For two days, they rested for three hours, experienced several battles, and lost more than a dozen people. Everyone was exhausted.

On the way, several elderly people were exhausted and angry children were even unable to hide.

"Elder Jin, no one can stand it anymore." The third elder Qi Yihang was a very elegant middle-aged man, but at this time he was ragged and covered in blood. He had his own clothes and enemies.

Jin Heming said: "We can't stop. Our speed is slow, and it's not easy to get rid of them... We lost several disciples to the present situation."

Just now, five disciples took the initiative to stay and intercept them to create time for them to escape.

In fact, the so-called interception...everyone knows the result, ten deaths are alive.

While talking, two elderly men were exhausted and fainted.

Qi Yihang sighed, "It's not a solution to continue like this. We have to find a place to rest... If we escape like this, we will be exhausted even if we are not killed."

Jin Heming sighed, but he didn't know that he could not bear it, let alone these old, weak, women and children.

"There are 100 cities in the first twenty kilometers. Let everyone stick to it. We enter the city and seek the protection of the garrison troops... no matter how brave those people are, they dare not kill the garrison troops."

"Don't you dare?" Qi Yihang sighed, "Since these people rebelled, they have abandoned everything crazy. If the garrison troops cannot stop them, they will not be lenient."

Jin Heming's face was bitter, "Now, do we have any other way? Unless the Killing God can appear now."

"We sent three letters of help. It's been two days since the Killing God hasn't appeared... Do you think he will give up on us?"

"No." Jin Heming said confidently: "After all, the Wind-Chasing Bird is not a mobile phone, it is not that accurate, so any deviation is possible. I believe that the God of Killing will definitely come back to save us."

Qi Yihang nodded.

At this moment, the ground trembled slightly, and there were shadows in the distance.

"Elder, it's not good, the enemy is catching up." The disciples of Ziyun Sect were unsheathed, wearing rough clothes. They were too tired, but they all showed murderous intent and stared at the figures in the distance.

Qi Yihang stepped forward, "Elder Jin, take everyone to retreat quickly. All the disciples of Ziyun Sect obey orders and follow me to defend the enemy."

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Chapter completed!