The waves of history are always extremely turbulent and seem magnificent.

But the change in historical direction can often be condensed to a tiny node.

As small as a sudden encounter between a future monarch and minister, the mountains and fields are the beginning of a dynasty;

As big as the two armies confront each other on a certain battlefield, the triumphant songs at the end determine the belonging of the world for hundreds of years in the future;

Even a heavy rain that extinguishes fire, or a soft-hearted release, left countless regrets and regrets for future generations.

Just like in the Mizuki Valley at this moment, they may know the importance of this battle, and may not know how their ending will be viewed by future generations.

But it does not prevent us from standing in today's time, tracing back from the long river of time, and yearning for the story of that day.

After sleeping for a long night last night, the withered man lifted up the pen that seemed to be a thousand pounds and focused on writing the heaviest chapter of the story.

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Meng Xiaoniu followed the team, his heart pounding, nervous, excited, and a little timid.

Is this going to fight?

The feeling of being with so many people is a little different.

He silently raised his chest and hoped that he could keep up in the future.

However, he was dull and did not find the mystery in their team.

Only Jiang Cang, who was ahead of the team, was walking and recalling Lin Fu's arrangements.

Originally, their usual practices, like Lin Fu's arrangements at this moment, were also arranged according to the realm.

However, their arrangement is that low-level practitioners are at the forefront, and the higher-level practitioners are at the forefront, the more they are at the forefront.

To put it bluntly, the ones ahead are cannon fodder, and the ones who make the profits in the end are the ones who stand at the end.

But Lin Fu denied their approach and ranked high-level practitioners in the front, and even a few of them stood at the forefront of the team.

The safer the later you go, the lower the level of practitioners will be.

At the same time, the entire team was divided into several levels and assigned different tasks to each level.

Lin Fu's explanation is that we are no longer fighting wild cultivators, and we just want to drive those low-level people to be cannon fodder, and it is not possible to find a bargain in the future.

If all the people die and only a few of us are left, then what sect is called?

Now that we are like this, we will lead by example, and the rest will naturally not dare to be lazy. Every battle is growth and wealth, so that the entire sect will have successors and become stronger.

Now that things have come to this point, Jiang Cang and others naturally cannot object, and they can't say that they are afraid of death.

What's more, Lin Fu said makes sense, so he followed his path and lined up the team in what he is now.

Meng Xiaoniu didn't understand, but the rest could understand. A light called hope was finally ignited in the many gazes that looked ahead.

That was real hope. They really felt that this time it seemed to be different from before.

When Mr. Gao's huge team suddenly rushed out at a fork in the road ahead and blocked the way, Lin Fu, Jiang Cang and others were not at all panicked, which was expected.

Boss Gao stood at the end of the team and said in surprise: "Isn't this Fellow Daoist Jiang? Oh! There are several more people, tsk, what are you going to do with such a mighty momentum?"

Jiang Cang narrowed his eyes and was about to whisper a few words to him as before, but Lin Fu spoke coldly, "If you want to fight, you should fight. If you don't fight, get out of here."

After hearing this, Ren Cai, a goatee standing not far away in front of Boss Gao, turned his head and looked at Boss Gao. The meaning in his eyes seemed to be saying, Look, I didn't lie to you!

Boss Gao snorted coldly, originally thinking of confronting each other like this, everyone fooled it and fooled it. Since you, Lin's clone, dared to bully this, don't blame me for being ruthless l    !

He waved his hand and shouted angrily: "My sons, come on for me!"

Lin Fu turned his head and looked at Jiang Cang, "Brother Jiang, you don't look back when you shoot the bow, don't be lucky!"

After saying that, the bento first launched a fierce attack on the crowd that was driven to rush.

Jiang Cang was slightly stunned, then gritted his teeth and shouted, "Go!"

Six or seven practitioners in the Heaven-questioning Realm faced a group of practitioners in the Condensing Realm and the Divine Art Realm, like tigers entering a flock of sheep, with almost no enemies, broken limbs and arms, spraying them everywhere together with blood.

Occasionally, some fish that missed the net were easily strangled by the practitioners in the realm of Zhiming behind them.

At the end of the team, many people, including Meng Xiaoniu, were frightened.

Boss Gao's team was directly killed. Those low-level wild cultivators turned around and ran away when facing Lin Fu and others who were like gods who came to earth. Even if Boss Gao's confidants took action to kill several of them, it was useless.

Soon, only some people in the Inquiry Realm and the Integrity Realm were left in Boss Gao's team.

Boss Gao thought to himself that something was wrong and he intended to retreat, but when his toes were slightly moved, a voice sounded behind his head, scaring him to death.

"Young man, you have to face the challenge!"

When Boss Gao turned his head and saw the smiling old man standing behind him at some point, he felt desperate.

"Young man, General Han is worried about you, so I'll send me over to see you."

The old man looked sincere and worried, which made Boss Gao feel a little stuffy in his chest.

But now it's just cannon fodder gone, and it's not that it doesn't have the power to fight.

He shouted in a deep voice, "Brothers, we are all still here after leaving some deserters. Let us teach Jiang Cang a lesson as before!"

Boss Gao's confidants shouted in unison, responding to his appeal.

Victory can accumulate confidence. With the continuous victory, no one will doubt that Jiang Cang and others will still end up like before.

After all, Jiang Cang once gathered five Wentian Realm to siege Gao Boss, but he was still defeated by Gao Boss. Now it is just a small setback, which does not hinder the overall situation.

And this is also the reason why they did not run away with those low-level practitioners.

On the contrary, they are still mocking those people for their short-sightedness and being scared by this, and naturally the benefits of those in the future are no longer as good as those people.

After Jiang Cang's heart-warming kill, he seemed to have more confidence and thoughts. Looking at Boss Gao who had been suppressing him, the timidity in his heart was also reduced.

So, naturally, the people on both sides fought, and Lin Fu and others were no longer as relaxed as cutting melons and vegetables before, and the Zhiming Realm behind them also welcomed their own opponents.

When Boss Gao was bombarded by Lin Fu's blow, Guan Yin, who was supervising the battle, frowned and took action himself to meet Lin Fu.

At this moment, a loud bang came from the other end of the Misty Hidden Valley.

There were a lot of commotion in the Mist Valley.

The sharp phantom of the Pojun halberd and the golden light shield collided with each other. A loud bang made many ordinary soldiers standing in front faint directly.

The people standing in the flat ground, regardless of the situation of our enemies, were filled with blood and expressions.

Yunluo quickly reached out and wanted to cover Guan Youyou's ears, but he was still a beat slower.

Guan Youyou turned her eyes and fainted.

But at least it is the physical condition of a practitioner, so there will be no major problems.

But some people are different.

Even though Old Man Cui saw the opportunity, he pulled the hand of King Yang Xun of Chu and protected his body with his true energy.

But the prince Yang Tong is not so lucky.

He was already in the light shield with the largest vibration, and another ordinary person was also an ordinary person. Under this sound wave, he was bleeding from his seven orifices and was directly shocked and died!

Old Man Cui's face was extremely ugly, and Xue Zheng's attack was completely beyond his expectations.

The Emperor Ji Bell has already had clear cracks. If there is another blow, it is not impossible for the Emperor Ji Bell to completely collapse.

Do they have it? Old Man Cui looked at each other and his eyes were dull.

In the air, Xue Zheng's phantom silently glanced at the still standing Huangji Bell, showing unwillingness on his face, but he could only slowly disappear.

But at this moment, without waiting for Old Man Cui to take a breath, Li Zhichuan picked up an ordinary and simple jade hairpin with a smile, looked at Old Man Cui's extremely ugly face, and threw all his pleasure!

Then he turned around and went out and retreated quickly.

Cao Yelai grabbed Yun Luo and Mei Ziqing, Huo Beizhen picked up Guan Youyou, and the group quickly retreated to Wuyin Valley.

Old Man Cui thought something was wrong and wanted to pursue it, but because of the drag of Emperor Ji Zhong, he delayed the pursuit.

The Emperor's Bell is a guarantee, and at some point it became a drag on them.

Another loud noise sounded, and all the people, including Lu Ji, burst into blood and forced themselves to stabilize their minds.

Before the soldiers who were awakened slowly could wake up, they fainted again in the loud noise.

Under the power of the Pojun halberd, the Emperor Ji Bell broke into blocks, and the golden light cover fell apart.

Old Man Cui looked at the crowd that was quickly retreating and roared in anger: "Chase! Kill without mercy!!!"

All the soldiers who did not fainted passed by those who fainted, and roared and rushed towards the retreating figures.

There was only one word that shouted, "Kill!!!"

Thousands of soldiers at the exit, led by officers, rushed towards the retreating team with a fierce murderous aura.

Under Cao Yelai's leadership, the crowd shuttled through the valley.

Even after a decade or two years, the terrain of Wuyin Valley is still firmly engraved in Cao Yelai's mind.

Cao Yelai looked at Li Zhichuan, Zhuang Jinju, Master Ku Lian and others, "I can't be sure that we can be safe and sound before the formation is cleared."

Li Zhichuan's eyes looked into the distance from afar. When he saw the Emperor Ji Bell being beaten into pieces by a blow, he felt relieved.

"It's okay, drag it away first. I believe this formation is not without time limit."

The targets that were killed were hidden in the Fog Hidden Valley, and the old man Cui and others who lost the protection of the Emperor Ji Zhong were naturally furious.

Yang Xun was sent out of the encirclement by gifts, and passed through the numerous soldiers, and was finally able to return to the Chu Palace in Changsha City.
Chapter completed!