Legend of the Cultivation God - Chapter 5198

[5186 Divergence]

“In one go, it declines again and again, and three ends! Now, although my Fortune Sect disciples are attacking the sword formation in one go, it is clear that these sword cultivators are avoiding our edge. When the offensive of my Fortune Sect disciples declines a little, they will definitely A massive counter-offensive, at that time… that’s when my Good Fortune Sect was defeated!”

“Zhao Ming may be right. After this battle in the city of Xun Tian, my disciples of the fortune-telling sect will grow up, but what about these fallen disciples?”

“What about the black hands who provoked my Good Fortune Sect to fight against the City of Heaven? Is their purpose the Sect of Fortune or the City of Heaven? My Fortune Sect has been defeated, is there any chance to survive?”

All kinds of regrets, all kinds of thoughts poured into Zhong Haoran’s heart like fluff, so that he couldn’t see the situation of the battle, “Wow…” At this moment, a low whistling sound was born not far away, a golden elixir The mid-stage cultivator urged his figure to escape from the battle group, and flew away without hesitation. Zhong Haoran raised his eyes and could see clearly, wasn’t it the head of Huitongge, Wucheng?

“Hehe…” Zhong Haoran smiled coldly, and said to himself, “Being able to find a head who escaped from the battle, Zhong would be more relieved!”

However, just when Zhong Haoran wanted to take his eyes back, the corner of his eye suddenly saw some sword lights in the sky behind him.

At this time, in the vast snowy area, there are already some black figures flying in groups. These figures don’t seem to be as crowded as the previous disciples of Fortune Sect, but the aura of the sky is unmatched by Fortune Sect disciples! Within the momentum, a heavy sword intent condensed, sealing the back road of the disciples of Fortune Sect to death…

“Sure enough…” Seeing this, Zhong Haoran breathed a sigh of relief, as if he had finally seen the ending, and said in a low voice, “This is a trap for Jianxiu…”

However, before Zhong Haoran thought about why Jianxiu wanted to attack the Gate of Fortune, there were ecstatic shouts from the battle group: “Quick… Look! My Jianxiu’s reinforcements are here!!!”

“Kill!” Looking at the south gate of the Sky Survey City, the sword formation like a cocoon of light was torn apart, and the swordsmen in groups urged the sword light to fly out, rushing like a wolf like a tiger. To the disciples of Fortune Sect who have already defeated the sword formation outside the city! The number of swordsmen who were reinforced after this was several times more than the swordsmen who formed the formation before!

Seeing so many swordsmen flying out, surrounded by sword cultivators behind them, the disciples of Fortune Sect panicked. After staying in shape, hesitating how to deal with it, more Fortune Sect disciples flickered and escaped from the battle group, seemingly wanting to escape, and the whole battle was in chaos for a while!

“Disciple of Fortune Sect, listen to my orders, kill!” Zhong Zhan’s hoarse voice came from the chaos, and shouted, “Only by entering the city of Xuntian, we will have a way to survive!”

As soon as Zhong Zhan said this, the disciples of the nearby Fortune Sect moved when they heard the wind, and prepared to start attacking again, wanting to take advantage of the fact that the sword cultivator behind him hadn’t rushed into the city.

“Xunyan Mountain Villa disciple…” Then, another loud voice came, it was Cheng Jizi’s voice, “Listen to my order, form a team to turn around, I will take advantage of the siege sword cultivator before it takes shape, tearing the siege… ”

“Where’s Wucheng? Where’s the damn Wucheng?” Zhao Ming’s voice also came from the chaos in the distance!

“Damn it!” Seeing this, Zhong Haoran scolded in a low voice, raised his hand into his arms, and took out another crimson sword!

“Uncle Master…” Fei Yunshu flew out from Zhong Haoran’s left side, his clothes were also soaked with blood, he said anxiously, “It really happened, what should I do?”

Although Zhong Haoran was confused, he couldn’t show it in front of his disciples. He calmly smiled and said, “What are you afraid of? I have expected this situation before, and I have also discussed it!”

“Okay, the disciple listens to Uncle Shi!” Fei Yunshu saw the scarlet sword in Zhong Haoran’s hand and knew that Zhong Haoran had made a decision. He breathed a sigh of relief, nodded and replied.

“Brush…” In the distant battle group, a dim golden light flashed, and Zhong Zhan’s figure also flew not far from Zhong Haoran, but at this time, Zhong Zhan’s robe was damaged, bloodstained, and his left hand It was no longer there, and his right hand was still holding an equally broken magic weapon. Before he could stand firm, Zhong Zhan said angrily: “Uncle! At this time, are you still thinking about the way back? This is the time to test my disciples of Fortune Sect. As long as we overcome this difficulty and capture the city of Xuntian, I will immediately become famous all over the world! Once your order is issued, all my previous plans will be turned into flowing water…”

Fei Yunshu also said angrily: “Zhong Zhan, didn’t you see it? My Fortune Sect disciples are surrounded by sword cultivators. I’ve really fallen into other people’s calculations. The only way to get out of this calculation is to retreat…”

“You are wrong!” Zhong Zhan shook his head resolutely with his eyes on fire, “Only by fighting against the backwater can we survive by breaking into the city of Xun Tian! If there is no mortal heart that would rather be a jade than a tile, no one like me would be able to survive today. Get out of this dead end!”

“What’s wrong?” Fei Yunshu exclaimed, “Previously, we arranged for the Gate of Fortune to besiege the Xuntian City on all sides, attacking from the east, west, and south, and feigning the north, so that Jianxiu of Xuntiancheng might be no match for my disciples of Fortune Gate. Escape! But what about now? Not only did Jian Xiu not flee, he opened the defensive sword formation of Xun Tian City and counterattacked the gate of my good fortune. My plan has been seen by Xun Tiancheng, and they want to attack the Jian Xiu behind me. My good fortune gate! I have also expected such a situation, and I can only retreat…”

Zhong Haoran suppressed his temper and wanted to convince Zhong Zhan, but at this moment, most of the disciples of the Fortune Sect in the south of Xuntian City had already begun to prepare to retreat. Zhao Ming of the Burning Crane Society was giving orders in a low voice, Wang Jiancheng of the Qu Hong faction, Yun Ting Xu Zhonglin from Fortress, Zhuo Hong from Tianjing Tower, and Zhou Ji from Yuanfengzhai had already gone to the east and west sides of Tianxun City. Zhong Haoran didn’t know how to deal with them. However, since Zhao Ming was ready to escape, the heads of other sects would definitely be too. I won’t fight to the death like Zhong Zhan!

“Hey…” Zhong Haoran sighed, feeling a sense of powerlessness, he didn’t hesitate any longer, he opened his mouth, and a bloody flying sword hit the sword in his hand!

“Uncle Master…” Zhong Zhan let out a sad cry, as if he saw the most precious thing in the world being annihilated.

“Keng…” The sword made a golden sound, and it rose into the sky. After rushing out more than a hundred feet, the sword made a huge roar again, and light and shadow quickly emerged, and a flying sword with a size of dozens of feet was born. When it was revealed, the scarlet flying sword flew straight for thousands of meters at an extremely fast speed, tearing the sky with blood and tears and inserting it into the dark clouds!

“Brush…” The dark cloud was pierced, and a pillar of sunlight pierced down like a lightsaber, streak across the sky, and fell straight into the north of Sky Survey City…

“go……”

All the disciples of the Fortune Sect had long since had the intention to retreat. Seeing Zhong Haoran issuing the order to retreat, they did not hesitate, and they all whispered, urging their bodies to fly back and gather towards the south of the Sky Survey City…

“Huh…” Watching the blood-red flying sword pierce into the clouds, Zhong Zhan’s heart seemed to be pierced, and his eyes instantly lost spirit, but in just a moment, absoluteness appeared in his eyes again, he looked at Fei Yun Shu and Zhong Haoran said, “Just wait and go! If I don’t go, I will kill Xuntiancheng!”

“Zhong Zhan!” Zhong Haoran looked at Zhong Zhan and asked word by word, “Tell me honestly, did you issue that order?”

Zhong Zhan raised his head and looked at Zhong Haoran, and said sadly, “Uncle, do you still believe me at this time?”

With that said, Zhong Zhan turned his gaze past Zhong Haoran and looked into the distance, where Jianxiu who surrounded the disciples of Fortune Sect had clearly seen it, and even Zhong Zhan saw the battle formation with the disciples of the Heavenly Demon Sect!

Zhong Haoran opened his mouth and said, “Let’s go, today’s trend is over…”

“Your general trend is over!” Zhong Zhan closed his eyes, stared at Zhong Haoran, and said, “But my heart is not dead! Shishu, I know you don’t believe me, but I will say one last thing, this Sect Leader I really didn’t send it! However, I can tell you with certainty that if this sect master order is issued a few days later, my sect master order will be issued! This sect master order has really fallen into my heart! I really need this kind of blood test…”

“But this test will kill a lot of people!” Fei Yunshu shouted, “Besides, didn’t you see it? Today, I will wait, and all the disciples of the Fortune Sect may die here!”

“I can wait to die!” Zhong Zhan smiled coldly and said, “How can the disciples of the Good Fortune Sect die? If they die, what is the role of my Fortune Gate? My Fortune Gate disciples may also die, but the spirit of my Fortune Gate. How can he die? Even if there is a battle today, the Fortune Gate is gone! But as long as the name of Zhenren Xiao lives, the Fortune Gate will be re-established on Xiaoyu Continent after a hundred years and a thousand years! How can the Fortune Gate without blood and life as its foundation? Maybe it’s Xiao Zhenren’s good fortune door??”

Having said this, Zhong Zhan took a deep breath and turned his head to look at Xuntiancheng. Although Xuntiancheng was still on guard, many swordsmen and beast cultivators roared and rushed out. Zhong Zhan said: “Uncle, the current situation, the disciple has long expected! Today’s death situation… I don’t know how much I have seen in my dreams! The disciple came to Xuntiancheng and never thought that he would be able to go back, so… Uncle Shi, let’s go! The future gate of Fortune still needs the guidance of Uncle Shi, so I, a rebellious person, will stay here to pay homage to the deceased Zhenren Xiao!”

“You…” Zhong Haoran looked at Zhong Zhan, who was passionate and impulsive back then and had a different philosophy from his own. How could he not be moved by his generous act of righteousness? He opened his mouth, his lips trembling slightly, he wanted to speak, but his words were blocked again…

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