Vol 2 Chapter 3914: Disagree

"There is a temper, and then decline, and it's exhausted! Now, my disciples are a slap in the air, but obviously these swords are avoiding the edge of me, waiting for my disciples to slightly decline, they will A big counterattack, at that time...that is when I made the door to retreat!"
"Zhao Ming may be right. After this battle in the Sky City, my disciples will grow up, but these fallen disciples?"
"That provokes the black hand that I am fighting with the Sky City? Is their purpose to build the door, or to the Sky City? I have lost the door and have a chance to live?"
Thousands of repentances, all kinds of thoughts poured into the heart of Zhong Haoran, so that he could not see the situation of the war situation. "Hey..." At this time, a low-pitched voice was born not far away, a Jindan The mid-term monks urged the body shape to escape from the war group. They did not hesitate to fly away in the distance. Zhong Haoran’s eyes lifted and he saw clearly. Isn’t it the head of Huitongge’s Wucheng?
"Oh..." Zhong Haoran smiled coldly, and said in secret, "I can find a head that escapes, and Zhongmou can be gratified!"
However, just when Zhong Haoran wanted to take his eyes back, the corner of the corner of the eye suddenly saw some Jianguang behind the sky. He couldn’t help but hurriedly turned to look south!
At this time, in the snowy area of ​​the hustle and bustle, there have been some black-pressed figures flying in the air. These figures don’t seem to have been made by the disciples of the previous generations, but the momentum of the sky is not comparable to that of the disciples! Within the imposing manner, a heavy sword will condense and will make the death of the disciples of the disciples...
"Sure enough..." Seeing this, Zhong Haoran actually let out a sigh of relief, as if he finally saw the end of the game, whispered, "This is the trap of Jian Xiu..."
However, I don’t wait for Zhong Haoran to think more about why Jian Xiu wants to start with the creation of the door. Inside the battle group is a scream of ecstasy: "Fast... look! My sword repair reinforcements are coming!!!"
"Kill!" Then look at the south gate of the Sky City. It is like a shining sword array, the tears of "Zi La La", the swordsmen in groups are urging the Jianguang to fly out, like a wolf like a tiger. To the disciples who have already defeated the swordsmanship outside the city! This subsequent reinforcement of the swordsman is several times more than the previous swordsman!
Seeing so many swordsmen flying out, there is a sword repair surrounded by them, and the disciples of the martial arts have long been flustered. The favorable battles that have been achieved in the past have collapsed at this moment. Many disciples have adopted the implements and flying swords, temporarily protecting them. Living in shape, hesitating how to deal with it, more of the disciples of the martial arts are swaying, out of the battle group, seemingly want to escape, for a time the whole battle is chaotic!
"Made the disciples, listen to my orders, kill!" Zhong Zhan's hoarse voice came from the chaos, cried, "Only into the Sky City, I have to live!"
When Zhong Zhan made this statement, the disciple of the left-handed door was moved by the wind, and he was ready to start attacking. He wanted to squat behind the sword and did not rush to enter the Sky City.
"Finding Yanzhuang disciple..." Then, another loud voice came, it was the voice of Cheng Jizi. "Listen to my command, turn the team, I will wait until the sword is not formed, tearing around...

"Wucheng? What the Wucheng?" Zhao Ming’s voice also came from the chaos in the distance!
"Damn!" Seeing this, Zhong Haoran snorted and raised his hand into his arms. He had already taken another red-red sword.
"Uncle Shi..." Fei Yunshu flew out from the left side of Zhong Haoran, and the clothes on his body were also soaked in blood. He was anxiously saying, "Things have happened. How can I wait?"
Although Zhong Haoran’s heart is in chaos, he can’t be revealed in front of his disciples. He calmly smiled and said:
What are you afraid of? These situations have been expected before, and they have been negotiated!

"Well, the disciple listened to the uncle!" Fei Yunshu saw the red-red sword in the hands of Zhong Haoran, knowing that Zhong Haoran had made a decision, relieved and nodded.
"Brush..." In the distant battle group, a faint golden light flashed, and Zhong Zhan’s figure also flew away from Zhong Haoran, but at this time, Zhongzhan’s robe was damaged, bloody, left hand. Already missing, the right hand is still holding a magic weapon that is equally broken. Waiting for stability, Zhong Zhan said in an angry way: "Uncle Shi! At this time, are you still thinking about the road? This is the time to test my disciples. As long as I have overcome this difficulty, I will take the Sky City and attack it. When I make the door, I will be famous in the world! Once your order is issued, I will continue to use the previous calculations as a stream..."
Fei Yunshu also angered: "Zhong Zhan, haven't you seen it? I have a sword repair surrounded by my disciples. I really fell into the calculations of others. The only way to get out of this calculation is to retreat..."
"You are wrong!" Zhong Zhan looked like a fire, and resolutely shook his head. "Only when you fight back into the sky, you will have a way to live! If you don't have the heart of death, I will not be able to This is going out of the dead!"
"How is it wrong?" Fei Yunshu cried. "I used to arrange for the Fortune Gate to be surrounded by the Fortune Gate. The east and the west are really attacking, and the north is attacking. In order to let the Skyscraper Jianxi see the enemy, I can’t beat my disciples, from the north. Escape! But now? The Sky City Sword repair is not the only one that has not escaped. Instead, it will open the defensive swords of the Sky City and counterattack the door of my creation. I have been counted by the Sky City, they have to wait for the sword behind me. I made the door! I have thought about this situation, I can only retreat..."
Zhong Haoran pressed the temper and wanted to convince Zhong Zhan, but in this moment, most of the disciples in the south of the Sky City have begun to prepare for retreat. Zhao Ming of the Incineration Association is making a whisper, Wang Jiancheng, Yunting Xu Zhonglin of Fort, Zhuo Hong of Tianjinglou and Zhou Ji of Yuanfengzhai have already gone to the east and west sides of the Sky City. Zhong Haoran does not know how to deal with them. However, since Zhao Ming is ready to flee, the heads of other sects are absolutely Will not fight with Zhong Zhan!
"Oh..." Zhong Haoran sighed, a sense of powerlessness, and he did not hesitate any more, he would put a mouthful of flying sword on the sword in his hand!
"Uncle Shi..." Zhong Zhan sighed with sorrow, as if the most precious things in the world were annihilated.
"Hey..." The sword sounded like a golden sound, and it rose to the sky. After waiting for more than a hundred feet, the sword again made a huge roar, and the light and shadow quickly gave birth, and there was a flying sword with a size of several dozen feet. It is revealed that this red flying sword immediately flies at a very fast speed, tearing the sky into the dark clouds with tears!
"Brush..." The dark cloud was pierced, and a column of sunlight was stabbed like a lightsaber, crossed the sky, and fell straight into the north of the Sky City...
"go……"
All the disciples of the birth of the disciples have long since resigned, and they saw that Zhong Haoran issued the order to retreat. They never hesitated, they all whispered, and they urged the body to fly back, and they gathered toward the south of the Sky City...
"Call..." Watching the blood-red flying sword stabbed into the clouds, Zhong Zhan’s heart seemed to be pierced, and his eyes instantly lost his spirit. However, just for a moment, his eyes were born again, he looked at the fee. Yun Shu and Zhong Haoran said, "Let's go! I won't go, I will kill the Sky City!"
"Zhong Zhan!" Zhong Haoran looked at Zhong Zhan and asked one word at a time. "You honestly told the old man that the commander was issued by you?"
Zhong Zhan raised his face and looked at Zhong Haoran. Some of them said awkwardly: "Uncle Shi, is it right now that you still don't believe me?"
Said, Zhong Zhan will look beyond Zhong Haoran, look to the distance, where the sword repair surrounded by the disciples of the birth has been clearly seen, even Zhong Zhan also saw the battlefield of the Tianqu Zong disciples!
Zhong Haoran opened his mouth and said: "Let's go, today's general trend has gone..."
"Your general trend has gone!" Zhong Zhan took his eyes and stared at Zhong Haoran, saying, "But my heart is not dead! Uncle Shi, I know you don't believe me, but I will finally say one more, this is the order." It’s not really what I sent! However, I can tell you exactly, if the head of the order is issued for a few days, my order will be issued! This is what makes the real thing really fall into my heart! I really need the test of blood like this."
"But this test is going to kill a lot of people!" Fei Yunshu cried. "And, haven't you seen it? Today I wait, and all the disciples may be dead here!"
"I can wait to die!" Zhong Zhan smiled coldly and said, "How can the disciples who can make the door die? They are dead, what is the role of my creation? My disciples may also die, but the spirit of my creation How can it die? Even if it is today, the Goblin Gate is gone! But as long as there is the name of Xiaozheng, the century will be rebuilt in the Xiaoyu continent after thousands of years! May it be Xiaozhen’s creation door??"
Speaking of this, Zhong Zhan took a deep breath and turned to look at the Sky City. Although the Sky City was still on alert, many swordsmen and animal repairs had roared out. Zhong Zhan said: "Uncle Shi, now the situation, the disciples have already expected! Today's death... The disciples don't know how many times they saw in the dream! The disciples came to the Sky City and never thought they could go back, so... Uncle Shi is going to go! The future creation gates need the guidance of the uncle, and my rebellious person will stay here to pay homage to the dead Xiaozhen people!"
"You..." Zhong Haoran looked at Zhong Chan, who was passionate about his mind and had a different idea from himself. How could he not feel that he was generous to go to justice? He opened his mouth, his lips were awkward, he wanted to talk, but he was blocked when he talked to his mouth...
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