Five or six hundred red robes with half of the sleeves were slowly stepped into the battlefield. The red robes that were originally hated by gods and ghosts were worn out by them. Coupled with the seemingly desireless Buddhist expressions on their faces, an inexplicable solemnity came to their faces.

The first person on the battlefield to react to this sudden change was Master Zhu of Duobao Sect.

To put it bluntly, Lao Zhu actually came to fight Taiping Fist. When the battle was smooth, he restrained the 100 dozen foundation-building disciples of the mountain gate. Even if he was worthy of his identity, he would only treat it as exercise if he sweated a little, but he would never refuse to let him play with his life.

Now, five or six hundred people wearing cassocks suddenly appeared out of nowhere. Lao Zhu used his heels to think that there was no good thing.

Master Zhu is also a person who has experienced big scenes. Compared with the foundation-building juniors who are still at a loss on the battlefield, Old Zhu made a decision in the blink of an eye.

"I'm tired! I won't get involved in the affairs of your sect!" Master Zhu's clear voice spread throughout the battlefield. Before he finished speaking, his people had already magically flashed out of the encirclement, stood aside from a distance and hugged his arms, quickly posing as if they were not in their own way.

After fighting with him for countless days, the 150 foundation-building foundations were looking at each other. For a moment, they couldn't figure out whether to chase or not. In the end, they turned their attention to Chu Nan and Chu General.

Chu Nan knew very well about the identity of Lord Zhu. The branch master of Duobao Sect was definitely not a mountain gate or a Qingling Sect was willing to offend him. From the beginning of this battle, the policy of opening the mountain gate to treat Lord Zhu was to try his best to restrain him, and he had absolutely no intention of turning others into a result.

Now that people have expressed their intention to stop fighting, that is a good thing that cannot be obtained. Chu Nan quickly took a break and replied: "Sir, please give me a gift!"

Master Zhu snorted softly as a reply, but the man did not go far away and was still standing outside the battlefield. There was no other reason. There was more than ten disciples under his sect in Wuliang Valley. He could not leave himself, but left his disciples to add vegetables to others.

Master Zhu took off his body, and Hu Wu, who led the defected disciple of Wulianggu, spoke loudly to the one hundred red robes with the added momentum of five hundred people:

"Dear brothers! The ruins and the passages from the outside world have been opened. Jin Zhanpeng is full of evil deeds and is now killed. The situation in Wuliang Valley is over. Can you still work hard for him?"

Hu Wu's words were deafening, and it was even more thunderous to the red robes of Wuliang Valley!

The attacks in the hands of the red robes gradually fell, and the disciples of the mountain gate did not bother and took advantage of the situation to take advantage of the situation and quietly became strangely quiet on the battlefield.

Hu Wu has been a secret man for half his life, and he is really not a social person. He can't control such a big scene. However, he still understands when the iron is hot. He racked his brains to find a few words that suit the situation and spit out: "The Jin father and son are slow to insult the world and are against the truth. He is known as the master of the sect, and he is actually arbitrary. He does not learn, know, and has no ability to make power..."

Just as he was talking about this, someone in the red robe suddenly shouted and continued: "The rules are harsh and the laws are used to be the general treasure, and the servants are used to be the suffering of talented people!"

The person who received the conversation was Hu Wu's brother, Hu Wei, who was deeply resentful to Wulianggu!

Hu Wei could have been able to recite Qiu Feifei's manifesto like a stream, and what he liked the most was the sentence in it. He felt that this sentence really touched his heart.

Hu Wei thought the situation was hopeless, but suddenly he saw his brother bringing people to reverse the situation directly. The joy in his heart could not be suppressed at all. When he heard the familiar anti-thief manifesto, he couldn't help but roar out his heart that had been suppressed for many years.

Hu Wei's roar turned himself into the focus of the battlefield.

When Chu Nan heard this, he stood up honestly with his sword. The hundred red robes looked at the hysterical man in amazement, while Hu Wu forced a smile to look at the brother who was not embarrassed at all.

Hu Wei didn't care about that, laughed, raised his hand and tore off the sleeve of his left robe, threw it into the sky freely, and then grinned at the red robe behind him: "You grandsons, grandpa won't play with you!"

Half of the robe sleeves that fluttered in the wind slowly passed by the red robe's eyes, while Hu Wei had already soared into the sky and headed straight for his brother with a shocking laugh.

The red robes looked at Hu Wei's handsome back and were in a complicated mood. The ones that could be said were shock, confusion, doubts, and perhaps a little envious.

These red robes were carefully selected by Jin Zhanpeng and were relatively loyal to Wulianggu.

It is true that the Jin family’s father and son are unpopular, but people are different after all.

There are more than a thousand disciples in Wulianggu, and there may not be any who are willing to accept it because of their oppression, but there are many who cannot have the idea of ​​resisting.

Over time, these people became the backbone of Wulianggu and the true wings of the Jin father and son. These people did get what they wanted and what people like Hu Wei would never get.

Hu Wei doesn't like them, and they don't like Hu Wei either.

Different people go different paths, that's all.

As everyone watched, Hu Wei raised his head and proudly crossed the sky, half of his clothes whistled in the wind. The dream he had longed for for many years finally bloomed at this moment. He felt that his whole body was shining with light at this moment.

Suddenly, several screams of exclamation sounded in the crowd. Several red robes opened their mouths wide and pointed their hands forward with disbelief. Everyone looked far away in the direction of their fingers, and saw that the flames were already surging not far south!

The blazing fire reflected half of the sky, rolling smoke and dust covered the sky, and a fluffy tongue blew out and jumped with the wind. The surging heat wave came with the wind, and the air was mixed with the burnt smell representing destruction.

Fired?

Where is the fire?

No one present would not know that the area covered by the fires was exactly where the mountain gate was opened!

The disciples of Wulianggu were speechless, and the disciples of the mountain gate were at a loss, while Hu Wei, who was in the air, widened his eyes.

At this moment, a black dot suddenly emerged from the surging fireworks and rushed to the battlefield at an incredible speed. In a blink of an eye, everyone could see that it was a figure coming in a bright red background like the end of the world!

"Those who betray Wuliang Valley... die!" A dull anger came clearly into everyone's ears, and a fiery red flying sword rushed from the figure like lightning.

The dazzling light flashed so hard that people couldn't help blinking. After blinking, everyone was surprised to find that the flying sword had penetrated into Hu Wei's chest, and half of the sword tips penetrated through his body. The bright red blood had slowly overflowed along the corner of Hu Wei's mouth.

"Brother!" Hu Wu's eyes were blood-red, and he screamed and rushed towards Hu Wei. Hu Wei seemed to have lost consciousness and fell straight from the air.

Hu Wu staggered and grabbed Hu Wei's body, and hurriedly wiped off the blood from his brother's mouth, but found that Hu Wei had no breath, but there was a satisfying smile on his face.

Hu Wei, dead! At the moment when his life was shining, he left the world with a smile.

Hu Wu's eyes were filled with tears, staring at the visitor fiercely, and the deep hatred burst out at the visitor without any concealment.

The visitor glanced at Hu Wu contemptuously, and swept around the red robes wearing cassocks.

With a cold snorkeling, the person who came trembled his hands, and two round heads were thrown to the center of the battlefield.

"Lu Tian's head is here! The head named Qiu Feifei is here! Even the mountain gate has been burned by me. What else do you traitors want?"

As soon as these words came out, the audience was in an uproar!

Everyone looked down at the ground and found that it was not bad at all. One of the heads was the head of the mountain gate. The red robes' spiritual sustenance completed the incredible counterattack of the leader Lu Tian and Lu Da!

Who would have thought that such a legendary figure would lose his life so easily, and even his entire body could not be left behind. His round head was thrown into the dust like garbage.

The other head is an old woman with silver hair.

This person does not recognize the disciples of Duobao Sect, but how could the disciples of Kaishanmen not recognize him? This is the second person in Kaishanmen, who is always leading all the internal affairs of Kaishanmen, and is also Qiu Feifei who wrote the heart-stirring anti-thieves!

The two of them should have stayed in the mountain guard formation of Kaishanmen and stood firmly in the rear. As a result, before the battle was over, they lost their lives first?

Things in the world are really hard to predict.

The disciples of the mountain gate were completely stunned. Looking back at the sea of ​​fire, they could not accept such a fact. Just when the victory was decided, their hometown was actually brought to the death without warning?

The disciples of the mountain gate were confused, and the five or six hundred red robe who had already been betrayed was even more confused.

What's going on? I finally found a way out, thinking that after joining the mountain gate, I would not have to be squeezed and have subsequent exercises, and my life would be smooth from now on. As a result, I just rebelled here, eating hot pot and singing, and preparing to take the reputation to climb the other person's mountain gate. The sect suddenly disappeared? I just guarded the door and saw the few people?

Then... Is it still too late to regret it?

"Who are you?" Chu Nan said stiffly.

To be honest, Mr. Chu was now confused. Just when the five or six hundred red robes entered the battlefield, he was still excited and slapped his thighs a lot, but who knew that the situation would take a sharp turn in the blink of an eye.

Now, let alone victory, my hometown was stolen, and the heads of the boss and the second heads were all rolled to his feet. How should he, the third head, play?

The visitor turned to Chu Nan, and his hideous expression could stop the night cry of three years old.

I saw that the man's face was gray and he could no longer see his original appearance. The most terrifying thing was the long blood-seeking wound on his face, which almost divided his face into two equally, and the area of ​​the shadow part was so large that it could not be calculated.

"Who are you?" Chu Nan was frightened and asked again after chasing him.

The visitor pulled the corners of his mouth coldly, and a thick voice resounded throughout the world: "I'm Xu Tu!"
Chapter completed!