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Chapter 847 Fight for the last time

The Canghai sword technique used by Rong Yunhe was like waves, and the sword energy swept towards the huge demon claw in the sky.

The sword energy comes one after another, the more powerful it becomes.

boom!

The entire Cangjian Sect trembled, and everyone felt the magic power emitted by the duel between the two super strong men in the Immortal Realm.

At this time, Sha Shilang, Jiang Ming and Chang Wenlu, who had fled back to the town, were originally preparing to lead the remaining 500 people to rush into the Cangjian Sect and give the Cangjian Sect a fatal blow.

But looking at the huge mana fluctuations that erupted in the sky.

Shashiro's face turned completely dark, and he couldn't help swallowing: "Rong, Rong Yunhe actually broke through to the understanding of the fairyland? How is this possible!"

Except for the forces at the level of Zhengyi Sect, it is almost impossible for others to become a magical realm!

But Rong Yunhe became a super strong man who understands the fairyland at this time, which is simply shocking!

"Master, do we still want to bring people in now?" Jiang Ming asked in a low voice.

"I'm just trying to do anything." Sha Shirou said with a dark face, "Look at the situation first. If that Xiao Wujiang is not Rong Yunhe's opponent, let's run away quickly!"

Fighting hard with a man who understands the fairyland? Shajuro hasn't taken the wrong medicine yet.

While Rong Yunhe and Xiao Wujiang were fighting, more than two hundred weirdos were already roaring towards the Cangjian Sect.

The roofs and alleys, these weird people's pupils were blood red, and they were constantly searching.

The largest square of Cangjian Sect, which is also the place where Cangjian Sect uses sacrifices and other major events to be launched.

At this moment, more than 600 people were standing here together.

These people are not strong, and the strongest ones are just seventh-grade lay Buddhist realm.

Most of them have never been on the battlefield, and at most they have only experienced some simple experiences.

Bai Jingyun was covered in blood, and he held the long sword in his hand tightly.

More than 600 people were silently waiting, and some of them couldn't help crying in the crowd.

Some people don’t know what kind of monster they are about to face.

They had already learned from Bai Jingyun that all the more than 200 Taoist masters in front of them were killed.

This is true for all the masters of the Taoist priest realm, let alone them?

Some people also have the reason that among the more than 200 Taoist masters, there are their elders, masters, friends, and even relatives.

Bai Jingyun looked calm, took a deep breath, looked at the direction of Lin Fan's house, sighed slightly, and then said to a person beside him: "Before those monsters have not arrived yet, you go and notify everyone in Lin Fan's house and find a way to retreat immediately. We will try our best to hold those monsters!"

After hearing Bai Jingyun's words, the man was stunned for a moment, then nodded heavily, rushed towards Lin Fan's house.

After this person left, Bai Jingyun slowly turned around and looked at the people who were crying, dull and at a loss.

"Everyone!" Bai Jingyun said loudly: "You also know that more than 200 Taoist masters at the front have been wiped out. They are the core and most powerful force of our Cangjian Sect."

"No one of them retreated because they knew that once they retreated, they would be you who would suffer a catastrophe."

Bai Jingyun took a deep breath, tears shining in his eyes: "They are masters of the Taoist priest realm, and everyone should protect you when danger comes."

"Now, those monsters are coming soon. There are more than 80 elderly and children in that house! Even if we die here today, we cannot let the elderly and children die here too."

Everyone stopped crying and looked at Bai Jingyun.

"The strong protect the weak, and the weak protect the weak." Bai Jingyun said loudly: "Now, the Cangjian Sect has encountered such a great disaster, and this is all we can do."

After Bai Jingyun finished speaking, the first weird guy appeared on the roof of the front of the square.

The monster saw more than 600 people in the square and howled excitedly. Soon, more and more monsters appeared on the roof.

Their eyes were filled with bloodthirsty and they screamed loudly.

"Draw the sword!" Bai Jingyun set an example and drew out the long sword in his hand.

The more than 600 people present, looking at the monster on the roof, had already aroused their desire to retreat, but they still drew out the long sword in their hands.

Bai Jingyun looked at more and more weird people, and tears flowed out from the corners of his eyes.

He understood that Cangjian Sect could not really stand it!

He took a deep breath, his eyes became firm, and he said, "Kill!"

After saying that, he rushed up.

There were more than 600 disciples of the Cangjian Sect behind him, both men and women. They also held long swords and roared loudly, and rushed forward.

...

In the courtyard where Lin Fan lives.

The people sent by Bai Jingyun have arrived.

At this time, everyone in the house, regardless of age or age, had already walked out of the house, standing on the edge of the mountain peak, listening to the sound of fighting from the direction of the mountain gate, everyone's expression was very complicated.

The people sent by Bai Jingyun also brought news that no one wanted.

The Cangjian Sect could no longer withstand. More than 200 elite soldiers in the Taoist priest realm were all killed in battle, leaving only more than 600 lay people in the lay priest realm to support it.

The person who sent the message said, "Everyone, Brother Bai said, let me inform you to evacuate quickly. Brother Bai will lead everyone to get time for you. There is a path in the back mountain that can escape."

There are many people standing here, so there are naturally no need to say more than thirty children and fifty elderly people.

At this time, a brief silence fell on the mountain.

"ridiculous!"

At this time, an old Taoist in his eighties, holding a crutch in his hand stood up. He was struggling with a crutch and walking a little hard.

He took a deep breath, but said with a full breath: "What does that boy named Bai Jingyun mean? He took more than 600 young boys to delay time for us old men. It's really a pity that he can think of it."

The old Taoist clenched his fists and said loudly: "I was born on this land. Now even if I die, I should die on this land!"

After saying that, he resolutely walked up the suspension bridge and walked towards the square.

"Yuan Anshun, Zheng Guangming, let's leave these children from our mountain gate to you." At this time, the old men ordered.

Ye Feng frowned and hurriedly stopped him and said, "Everyone, you are old and you can't help even if you go. What's more, you have fought for the Cangjian Sect until now. Escape with us and enjoy your old age."

These old men looked at each other: "We have fought for the Cangjian Sect for the rest of our lives. Today, there is no reason to retreat. Let's fight for the last time!"
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