Chapter 2486: At a loss

After a while, the clothes on Zhang Xing's chest were soaked with Leng Momo's tears, and his hand finally fell on Leng Momo's shoulder.
"Well, don't cry, I will help you get revenge!"
Such a scene reminded Zhang Xing of Na Bao, who had also cried in his arms, and I don't know how she is now.
The depression in Leng Momo's heart was released, and her mood became much more cheerful. She embarrassedly left Zhang Xing's arms, her face flushed, but she was full of joy.
"Thank you, Brother Zhang Xing!"
Leng Momo plucked up the courage to look at Zhang Xing's face again, this time with a bold and detailed look, unlike the quick glance like just now!
It was the face of a man full of fortitude, which fits the characteristics of an idol in her mind.
Her love for Zhang Xing is the kind of idol worshipping by fans.
"You are also a poor person, go to my Tianlongzong to settle down in the future!"
Zhang Xing had already made plans for Leng Momo.
After all, she was alone, and her cultivation base was still low, so she didn't care about it. It seemed that she was only half doing good things.
Hearing Zhang Xing's words, Leng Momo nodded and agreed, but she realized that she was staring at Zhang Xing like an idiot, and suddenly two red clouds appeared on her face.
Zhang Xing's atmosphere was harmonious and full of warmth, but Wan Fazong was panicked and at a loss, they were all waiting for the command of the suzerain.
Chuanbei Ming and Great Elder Tao Yuantian looked overcast and nodded at the same time.
"My Ten Thousand Fazong has only disciples who died in battle, and no disciples who were scared to death. Everyone followed this suzerain to destroy Zhang Xing!"
"Suppress Zhang Xing!"
"Suppress Zhang Xing!"
"..."
Countless disciples of Wanfazong shouted slogans tragically.
At this time, they already knew that the Shuntian Sect had been destroyed, and it was inevitable that they felt sad and sad.
At the same time, they also have the belief that they will fight to the death, not for anything else, just to keep this home!
This is also the scene Chuanbei Ming hopes to see.
The morale of the entire Ten Thousand Fasects is instantly surging, and it can even compete with the momentum of the dragons!
"Huh! A bunch of chicken dogs!"
The dragons looked at the Wan Fazong disciples frantically shouting slogans all over the mountains and plains with disdain.
"Heibao, Shengyi, let's do it, just relax, we are here to beg for money!"
Zhang Xing waved his hand and said lightly.
"Understand the boss!"
"I know the boss!"
Heibao and Shengyi grinned.
"Brothers, shoot people first, shoot horses, capture thieves first, capture kings, all follow me to catch Chuanbei Ming!"
With a huff, Hei Bao led the 98 dragons at the same time, turning their heads, neatly rushing towards the high-level tycoons of Wanfazong headed by Chuanbei Ming.
"Listen, the disciples of Wanfazong, as long as you hand over all your possessions, you will be alive!"
The roar of Shengyi spread all over Ten Thousand Fazong instantly.
But Wan Fazong's morale was high at this time, and no one would listen to him to persuade him to surrender.
"Giving you a chance to survive, you are not using it, then don't blame us for being impolite, brothers will kill me!"
With a wave of the holy dragon's claw, all holy dragons immediately attacked.
Boom boom boom...
An epic battle fought immediately over Wan Fazong!
The holy dragon travels freely in the sky full of various Taoist martial arts. Every time they flash past the dragon shadow, they will take away a large number of lives of Wanfazong disciples.
Some sacred dragons simply didn't dodge, they rushed directly into the crowd, one swept through the army, and a large number of Wanfazong disciples died under the dragon's tail.
Heibao and the others frantically attacked the elders such as Chuanbei Ming and Tao Yuantian.
Those elders are not weak in their cultivation. If they are alone, they can still show three moves and two styles, but now it is a group attack. They look at the front and can't look at the rear. They are all in pain and chaotic.
As they fought, they watched the disciples die like cut leeks.
"Hey! I think that my Ten Thousand Fazong has dominated the Fifth Heaven for tens of thousands of years. I have always been stunned by others. I don't want to be beaten by a group of dragons today without the power to fight back! Sad, sad!"
Chuanbei Ming was surrounded and beaten by two black dragons. He was injured in depression and spouted blood.
He felt a little desperate in his heart, none of them were enemies of this group of dragons, so they were talking about destroying Zhang Xing and defending his homeland!
What's more, Zhang Xing is already the sixth level cultivation base of the gods, killing them is only a matter of seconds.
Half an hour later, the morale of all Ten Thousand Fasects had been lashed out by the dragons, and only deep fear was left.
Heibao and the others have always implemented Zhang Xing's fighting purpose, and they will not fight to death.
After the annihilation of Shuntian Sect, Zhang Xing always felt that the property of Sovereign Lord Yue Jinghong and Great Elder Li Yi was more than those they had seized.
Excluding what they carry and the treasure house of the sect, they must have property elsewhere.
Zhang Xing didn't think well at the time and regretted it afterwards.
Therefore, in the strategy of dealing with Ten Thousand Fasects, Chuanbei Ming and Tao Yuantian must work hard to squeeze their wealth.
Leng Momo next to Zhang Xing was already excited at this moment and didn’t know which dragon to look at. In her eyes, every dragon was so majestic and mighty. They were so powerful and mighty. They would only bully the weak disciples of Wanfazong. A group of frightened grasshoppers are so vulnerable under the claws of dragons.
They had long since lost their fighting spirit and ran around in horror. Some disciples even lay in the crowd and pretended to be dead.
Some disciples gave up fighting and became deserters taking advantage of the chaos.
"Listen to the disciples of Ten Thousand Fazong, I will say it again, as long as you hand over all your property, you can leave here safely!"
At this time, the voice of Holy One spread throughout every corner of Ten Thousand Fazong in a timely manner.
Some disciples threw all of their storage bags on the ground, shouting: "I hand in, I hand in, my property is here."
Although his voice was quickly drowned out by the roar of battle, he took out the sect intact.
This scene was seen by many disciples and followed suit. Sure enough, the dragons did not attack them.
As a result, a large number of disciples threw away their treasures, and some of them took off their clothes and pants to show their sincerity, and ran out of the sect wearing only their trousers.
There were also disciples who thought they were smart, only handed over a small part of their treasures and threw a storage bag, but they were caught by the group of dragons before they ran far, and they found hidden treasures on the spot.
The fate of these disciples is only one word, and that is death!
When the remaining disciples saw this scene, no matter how clever they were, they honestly handed over all their treasures.
Chuanbei Ming and Tao Yuantian couldn't believe their eyes. They looked at the disciples who handed over the treasure and left safely, and the dragons who happily collected the treasure, they couldn't help but have an illusion!
Did our Wanfazong encounter bandits who went down the mountain and robbed us?
How does this look like someone who came to seek revenge?
These dragons really want money and don't die!
I wonder if we hand over all the treasures, can Zhang Xing let us go?
Affected by such an environment, even Chuanbei Ming is the lord of the sect.
After all, no one wants to fight to death if they can spend money to avoid disasters.
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