"What's going on?"

Huang Hao looked at Lu Fengxi, who was in tears and confused with his eyes, and said in confusion.

"Senior Huang Hao, my fellow disciples just sent me a message. When they were rescuing a group of people enslaved by foreign practitioners, they were attacked by foreign practitioners and were now forced to a dead end." While speaking, Lu Fengxi shook the dragon-shaped jade talisman in his hand, and his voice was crying: "It was my junior brother who just now sent me a farewell message."

Hearing Lu Fengxi's explanation, Huang Hao's brow suddenly frowned: "Where are they?"

Upon hearing this, a look of ecstasy suddenly surged on Lu Fengxi's face. Huang Hao did not refuse immediately, which was enough to show that Huang Hao was very likely to agree to him.

At that moment, Lu Fengxi raised the dragon-shaped jade talisman again and then suddenly said with joy: "They are seven hundred miles away from the east of us."

Seven hundred miles are not very far away for practitioners. Especially for advanced practitioners, it does not take much time to cross a thousand miles. If you rush to the road with all your might at Lu Fengxi's speed, you can even arrive in less than three hours.

If you use the spiritual boat they are riding on at this moment, the speed can be shortened several times, and you will definitely feel the battlefield within an hour... Although it takes an hour to continue, you can feel it earlier and they will be more vital.

"Okay!" Huang Hao pondered for a few moments, and then said solemnly: "Let's go and save your fellow disciple first."

"Thank you senior!" Lu Fengxi cried with joy and bowed to Huang Hao repeatedly.

Huang Hao waved his hand and interrupted Lu Fengxi's gratitude and said lightly: "Your fellow disciples are also fellow disciples of Weier. If they died outside because of my indifference, I can't explain Weier's place."

After a pause, Huang Hao's tone became solemn: "Besides, they are fighting for China and for the people. If I don't save such a soldier, I will be ashamed of heaven and earth!"

Listening to Huang Hao's sonorous words and looking at Huang Hao's resolute face, Lu Fengxi couldn't help but feel admiration for Huang Hao. Such a powerful person still has such a innocent heart, which is much stronger than those hypocritical but extremely selfish old guys in the cultivation world.

"Time is tight, let's set off now!" Huang Hao said.

Lu Fengxi was about to nod and agreed, but when he saw Huang Hao suddenly put away the spiritual boat they were riding, then waved his hand again, and a huge warship hundreds of meters long suddenly lie beside them.

"I won't get on the boat yet, please guide me!" Just as Lu Fengxi was extremely shocked by the huge spiritual boat warship that appeared out of thin air, Huang Hao's voice with a little urging sounded.

Lu Fengxi hurriedly flew to the bow of the boat and guided the exact direction towards Huang Hao.

Immediately afterwards, the huge spiritual boat warship suddenly turned into a terrifying stream of light and shot directly into the direction guided by Lu Fengxi. Lu Fengxi was surprised to find that the speed of this huge spiritual boat warship was more than ten times faster than the previous spiritual boat.

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"Junior Brother Wu Geng, you take these villagers first, and I and I will stop them."

Behind a valley, several young men dressed in Longmen disciples' costumes looked resolutely at the many figures slowly coming up in the distance, their eyes full of madness. All of these Longmen disciples were injured, and some of them had even lost their arms and had become disabled.

However, without exception, these Longmen disciples had no fear or retreat on their faces. They stood at the entrance of the valley, like a flesh-and-blooded city wall, protecting the entire valley.

Behind these people, dozens of ordinary people dressed in simple and worn clothes stood. The eyes of these people were filled with fear and helplessness. Only when they looked at the bodies of these Dragon Gate disciples, a look of the past burst out.

It was these people who tried their best to rescue them from the demon cave and escorted them all the way here. Along the way, they saw most of these people falling, and those dead people resolutely sacrificed their lives in order to protect them, ordinary people.

"Dear immortals, we are all mortals, and it doesn't matter much if we die. We can't drag you down."

"Yes, the immortal, you are the greatest wealth when you are alive and can help more people. We are all old, weak, sick and disabled, and it doesn't matter if we die."

"You keep us here and run away by yourself. Those damn foreigners are just slaves. As long as we are obedient, we can still save our lives!"

Many voices sounded from behind. The disciples of Longmen looked back and saw the simple and kind villagers looking at them with extremely anticipated eyes.

Hearing the villagers' words, a disciple's heart was filled with a little emotion. He looked at the young man in the lead and asked in his eyes: "Senior Brother Xue, we..."

"My friend, stop talking!" A stern look suddenly burst out from Xue Dafeng's eyes: "My friend, do you still remember the oath we made when we became disciples of the Longmen!"

Hearing Xue Dafeng's words, the Longmen disciple named Dayou couldn't help but shake his body, and a look of memory appeared in his eyes. The next moment, his body stood up, and the hesitation in his eyes disappeared completely, and replaced by a sense of fearlessness and perseverance: "Today, I am the Longmen, defending the Chinese soul! Senior Brother Xue, I was wrong!"

"Good brother!" Xue Dafeng patted Dayou's shoulder heavily and said with relief: "The reason why the Dragon Gate can stand in China for thousands of years is due to the spirit of the Dragon Gate. At this moment, when the Chinese people need us, how can we retreat!"

Speaking of this, Xue Dafeng's sudden gaze swept across every Dragon Gate disciple, and a strong fighting spirit burst out in his eyes: "Brothers, what is the spirit of our Dragon Gate!"

"To be a Longmen, guard the Chinese soul to the death!"

Although there were only seven or eight people, the in unison of the crowd still resounded through the sky and shook the sky!

Behind them, the simple villagers looked at the Longmen disciples standing at the entrance of the valley and couldn't help but burst into tears. But at this moment, they burst into tears, but they could do nothing.

Perhaps, this is the sorrow of the little people, and they also have joy, anger, sorrow, and happiness, but in the face of an unmatched crisis, they can only wait in despair.

A sloppy old man with a gray beard pulled his grandson heavily and said to the young boy who was only in his teenage years old, "Did you see it? Grandpa hopes that when you grow up, you can use your own strength to guard the land of China like them!"

The boy in his teens is already sensible. He nodded heavily when he heard his grandfather's words.

The same picture appeared behind him many times, and the elders told their younger generations, and the younger generations agreed solemnly.

Xue Dafeng turned around and looked at the scene in the crowd, and a look of relief appeared in his eyes.

The spirit can be inherited. Only when the spirit of the Dragon Gate is passed on, China will not lack guardians.

"Junior Brother Wu Geng, Junior Brother Dayou!"

The next moment, Xue Dafeng suddenly spoke, "Give you a mission! You will take the villagers behind you first, and I and the rest of my junior brothers will stop the enemy for you!"

"No, I won't leave!"

"I won't leave either!"

Mr. Wu Geng and Otomo shook their heads at the same time and said.

"Abide by the order!" Xue Dafeng said sternly: "Master and Senior Sister are not here, I have the final say here!"

Young Master Wu Geng and Dayou were captured by the momentum of Xue Dafeng. They really didn't know what to say for a moment. Their eyes were filled with tears, and everyone knew that leaving behind to block the enemy would mean death. The enemy's strength was beyond their expectations. Unless the elders in the Dragon Gate took action, they would not be able to resist with just a few of their disciples."

"You're not leaving quickly, do you want your brother to die in vain?" Seeing that the two of them were still moving, a sense of anxiety appeared in Xue Dafeng's eyes.

"Okay, let's go!" Young Master Wu Geng gritted his teeth and looked at Xue Dafeng deeply, as if he wanted to engrave Xue Dafeng's last appearance in his heart. The next moment, he and Dayou immediately began to guide the villagers to retreat to the rear of the valley.

However, the next moment, a sudden sense of despair appeared in everyone's eyes. Many figures rushed over behind the valley. Who were those foreign practitioners?

"Senior Brother Xue, it seems that we are really going to live and die together today!" Young Master Wu Geng laughed terrified, but the fighting spirit in his eyes became unprecedentedly warm.

Not only Mr. Wu Geng, but also the other disciples of Longmen were like this. Their fighting spirit was constantly transferred, and they actually formed a strange aura.

"Hahaha, brothers, let the foreign bastards see how terrifying the anger of our Huaxia Dragon Gate is!" With a crazy laugh, the flying sword in Xue Dafeng's hand had already left his body, and the flying sword was shining coldly, exuding endless murderous intent.

"Okay, kill one enough money, kill two and make money." Young Master Wu Geng laughed: "Today's death to defend China is worth it!"

"Kill him, corpses everywhere, kill him, earth-shaking!"

"If you die, die, naturally there are more brothers in Longmen who will avenge us!"

For a moment, the fighting spirit was full of energy and blood was boiling. At this moment, the disciples of the Dragon Gate did not sit and wait for death, but took the initiative to face the enemy that was dozens of times more than them.

The wind is whistling and the Yishui is cold, and the hero will never return once he leaves!

Behind them, the villagers looked at the disciples of Longmen, their eyes full of emotion.

"We can't let our heroes fight alone. Although I am old man, I can still block the knife for them!" A hunched old man stood up from the ground with great effort, leaning on the tree branch and crutches picked up by the roadside, and chased the disciples of the Longmen as fast as he could.

"Fight, fight with these invaders!" Behind the hunchbacked old man, both young and old, moved. Some of them took some of the hard objects they carried with them as weapons, while others picked up the stones on the ground nearby and then chased the hunchbacked old man.

The oath of the disciples of the Dragon Gate entering the Dragon Gate echoed in the sky. At this moment, they shouted out again.
Chapter completed!