Chapter 966: Burning Baiyun City

"In a panic..."
　　 Shi Zhongsheng originally wanted to reprimand him, but after another thought, Gao Tianliang is now a half-step celestial being, a young genius in Jianxianyuan, he swallowed the reprimand and said, "What's the matter?"
Gao Tianliang's expression was a little frightened, and said: "The killing is crazy outside. The sword repairmen from outside are killing people and setting fires everywhere in the city. Among them are the strong men of the Red Feather Demon Mountain Clan and the White Tail Clan. From the direction of the City Lord’s Mansion, a horrible aura continued to be heard, as if there was a strong man at the level of heaven and human being fighting!"
"what?"
　　 "Are those outsiders crazy?"
　　 "Killing and setting fire? How dare they?"
　　 At this moment, not only Shi Zhongsheng and Yin Shan were shocked, but the disciples of Jianxianyuan were also angry.
　　 In the vague time, the saint in the middle of the time understood something: "This day, after all, is here."
　　 "Brother, apart from the city lord's mansion, now only our Sword Immortal Academy in Baiyun City has the power to fight." The beautiful young uncle Yin Shan said loudly: "We must not sit back and ignore."
　　 Shi Zhongsheng hesitated.
Previously, the countermeasure he discussed with Ding Sanshi and others was to teach all the secrets, secrets, and mental techniques of Baiyun City to all his disciples. Then, when the embarrassment comes, how many can escape and count as many as Baiyun City. The inheritance spreads out.
　　 But now...
　　 He looked at the white swordsmen who were filled with indignation around him.
　　 "Master, let's hit it."
　　 "Uncle Master, we are no longer the weak of the past."
　　 "Yes, Shishu, the swordsman in white is not afraid to fight."
　　The disciples of the Sword Fairy Academy are asking for a fight.
Shi Zhongsheng thought for a while, and said, "Peng Yiliang, you stay here and continue to practice. You can't go anywhere until you reach the top martial arts master. Sister Yin, you also stay to supervise, although I don't know why Lin Nephew was involved. It is so important, but we must not ignore it, as for others..."
　　 "Brother, I..."
　　 Yin Shan's strength has greatly increased, and she does not want to stay.
　　Shi Zhongsheng said again: "You stay here, not only to supervise Peng Yiliang, but also to protect other non-combatants. Use the formation of Jianxianyuan to defend. The task is heavier. Junior sisters, in critical moments, don't be arrogant."
　　 Yin Shan was persuaded.
　　 Shi Zhongsheng looked at Qianqian, Qianqian, Xiao Binggan and others.
　　 "Walk around, hit his mother."
　　 When I heard that there was a fight to fight, before Zhongsheng asked for help, Qianqian could not wait to roll up her sleeves.
　　 "Okay, let's go."
　　 Shi Zhongsheng pulled out the long sword at his waist and said: "Today, our Sword Fairy Academy will use blood to forge the swordsman style of Baiyun City... defend Baiyun City!"
　　 "Defend Baiyun City!"
　　 "Defend Baiyun City!"
　　The swordsmen in white clothes shouted passionately.
　　 Then--
　　 "Hey, where's my sword?"
　　 "Right, where's the sword?"
　　 "I was taken out by Senior Brother Lin Beichen just now... Now it seems to be... dropped to the ground?"
　　 "There, go and pick up the sword."
　　 "This is my sword, let go."
　　 "My...the hilt of this sword has my body fragrance."
　　 "Bah, your sword is my sword."
　　 After a tumultuous struggle, the swordsmen in white clothes finally got their swords back.
　　 Time Zhongsheng: "……"
　　 This style of painting has completely changed.
　　 The atmosphere that was soaring with blood just now has been completely replaced by the aura of sand sculptures.
　　 However, this is also good.
　　 Fighting inherently requires calmness and flexibility.
　　 If this group of stinky boys are enthusiastic and tumbling, they will face up and fight hard, and they will lose a lot at that time. If they calm down and fight smartly, they will show more combat power.
　　 A group of people rushed out of Jianxianyuan.
　　 Shizhongsheng took a look.
　　 I saw billowing smoke rising everywhere in Baiyun City.
　　 In the direction of the Sword Demon Academy in the distance, roars and roars of battle came.
　　 "Go, go to support the Sword Demon Academy first."
　　 He rose into the sky, leading the way.
　　 The white-clothed swordsmen flew across the sky like a flock of white geese, flying towards the Sword Demon Academy amidst the sound of hunting in their clothes.
　　 A few hundred meters away, I saw the fierce life and death fight in the front yard.
　　The Sword Demon Academy had a small number of people. At this time, there were only less than twenty people left. Under the leadership of a white-haired old man covered in pierced armor, he was fighting desperately against the foreign sword repairmen.
　　 They have been surrounded in the middle of the courtyard, and the situation is precarious.
　　 "Haha, kill, kill all these demonic followers."
　　A strong man of the Akabane Demon Mountain tribe, Akabane on his arm turned into a giant sword, and he kept slashing and knocking the old man in the pierced Sword Demon Academy back again and again, spurting blood from his mouth.
　　 "Master."
　　 "Protect Master."
　　The young disciple of the Sword Demon Academy cried out sadly, but was stopped by other enemies, and for a while, he couldn't rush at all.
　　 There were several swordsmen of the Akabane Demon Mountain Clan who were trying to rush over, but were intercepted. They fell directly to the ground, blood gurgling.
　　 "Leave me alone, run away."
　　 The old man's blood stained his white beard, and his eyes broke and he shouted, "Escape for help."
　　 The Sword Demon Academy was originally a small but unhappy person, but all the real elites can stay today. It is a pity to die here.
　　 "Hahaha, escape? Ask for help?"
　　 The strong man of the Scarlet Feather Demon Mountain Clan laughed up to the sky: "Today, Baiyun City is destined to be removed from the world. None of you can escape. I will see, who dares to help you..."
　　 The voice did not fall.
boom!
　　 A strange noise.
　　 In the air, there is a sharp and incomparable sword energy passing by.
　　 The head of this strong Red Feather Demon Mountain clan suddenly burst like a watermelon that was blasted by a hammer.
　　 The headless corpse shook in place and fell down with a puff.
　　 This sudden change made everyone in the battle subconsciously stunned.
　　 "Qin Yuan at the Sword Fairy Court has killed him."
　　 "Sword Fairy Academy Li Zhi killed."
　　 "Sword Fairy Academy Ouyang Chongyuan is here."
　　 "Sword Fairy Academy..."
　　 A roar followed.
　　 The young people wearing white swordsman robes flew from a distance and rushed into the battlefield like the gods of war falling from the sky.
"kill."
　　 "Those who offend me Baiyun City, die."
　　 Jianguang whistling.
　　 Sword Qi comes and goes.
　　 "Old Sword Demon, hold on, here we are."
　　 Shi Zhongsheng held swords in both hands, like a crazy tiger, rushing into the crowd, the sword aura roared sharply, stabbing each foreign sword repairer.
　　 The blood flower shoots.
　　 One by one the martial arts masters of the Akabane Demon Mountain tribe fell.
　　 "Shishi brother?"
　　 The old Sword Demon was covered in blood, his beard and hair were all white, and the armor on his body was shattered. Seeing Shi Zhongsheng, he was shocked: "Why are you here?"
　　 Shizhong Saint's figure flickered, and he came to him and said, "Hahaha, let you, old madman, take a look at my sword fairy courtyard today."
　　 A trace of sorrow and sorrow appeared in the old Sword Demon's eyes: "The Sword Demon Academy is over, you go, now Baiyun City, only your Sword Demon Academy...Huh?"
　　 Before he finished speaking, a strange expression suddenly appeared on his face.
　　Because at this time, he discovered that the disciples of the Jianxianyuan had an amazing fighting power.
　　The white clothes are flying, and the sword shines like electricity.
　　In a blink of an eye, the disciples of the Akabane Demon Mountain tribe who besieged the Sword Demon Academy, were killed and injured by the white swordsman, and began to retreat...
"How is this going?"
　　 The old Sword Demon was shocked.
　　 Shi Zhongsheng said loudly: "Time is changing, my Sword Fairy Academy should rise again, old Sword Demon, do you still have ambition? Do you still have fighting spirit in your Sword Demon Academy? Fight side by side with my Sword Demon Academy?"
　　 The old Sword Demon looked at the disciples of Jianxianyuan like dragons and vigorous and vigorous postures of tigers, shocked and envious.
　　 The improvement in the strength of the disciples of Sword Fairy Academy is simply exaggerated, almost magical.
　　 Isn't this picture that Sword Demon Academy has always wanted to achieve, but it will never be possible?
　　 a bit sour, and a bit envious.
　　 But more, it is pride.
　　 The old Sword Demon spit out a mouthful of blood, whipped up his vitality, stabilized his injury, waved his long sword, and said loudly: "Sword Demon Academy disciple, follow me... kill the enemy."
　　 "Kill the enemy."
　　 "Kill the enemy."
　　 The seventeen surviving disciples of the Sword Demon Academy were all covered in blood, and some were seriously injured and unable to stand up, but at this moment, they shouted at the same time.
　　 Shizhong laughed.
　　 In recent years, there has been a lot of disharmony among the various courtyards of Baiyun City. There has been a gap between each other. I don't know when the competition has begun to evolve into mutual hostility and isolation.
　　 But at this time, the two houses can finally break the ice and join hands to fight for Baiyun City.
　　 "Leave two to be responsible for the treatment of the seriously injured brothers in the Sword Demon Academy, and the others will take action together to help other hospitals."
　　 Shi Zhongsheng roared.
"Yes."
　　 "Fight for Baiyun City."
　　 The disciples in the two houses roared like wild beasts.
　　 In Baiyun City, wars have been ignited everywhere.
　　 Many top kendo forces, along with casual practitioners from all over the world, carried out a merciless slaughter of the disciples of Baiyun City.
　　More than that, some forces originally stationed in Baiyun City have also become the targets of killing.
　　 kill.
　　 Robbery.
　　 When all the powerhouses were red-eyed and began to be dominated by the hostility in their hearts, they were no different from ordinary mortals.
　　 not only kills, burns, robs, but also abuses.
　　 The sound of grinning laughter, roar, and cursing came from all sides.
When Shi Zhongsheng and others rushed to the Sword Saint Academy, they only saw a corpse lying in a pool of blood. There were less than fifty members of the Sword Saint Academy, from the head of the hospital, the elders, and the ordinary names. Disciple, all have been killed...
　　 This is a slaughter.
　　 None of the swordsmen of the Juggernaut Academy who fell to the ground were intact.
　　The humanoid creatures with white tails behind them-the swordsmen of the white-tailed tribe, just like the rats breaking into the master's house, searching for possible cultivation resources and property...　　"Kill."
　　 The old Sword Demon's eyes blushed suddenly.
　　 The relationship between the Sword Demon Academy and the Sword Saint Academy is not harmonious, but anyway, it is the contradiction within Baiyun City. Seeing the Sword Demon Academy die to death, the enemy is right in front of him, and the anger in his heart is like a ground fire brewing and erupting.
"kill."
　　 Shi Zhongsheng also shouted, and rushed up with the swordsmen in white clothes.
　　 "Another batch of people to die?"
　　 Yuan Feng, the elder of the white-tailed tribe, laughed and licked the blood on the blade with his tongue, and said, "Kill them all."
　　 This kendo expert of the Five Extremes Heavenly Human Realm is very confident of his own strength.
　　 However, what greeted him was a 98K sniper.
　　嘭!
　　 Yuan Feng's head tilted back.
　　 When he staggered and barely lifted his head back, there was a peanut-sized blood hole at the center of his brow, red blood and white brain gurgling out...
　　 "It's [Crazy Shooting Crazy Demon]..."
　　 He stared blankly at the white and handsome young man standing on top of the burning hall, and his eyes flashed with a sudden look: "Good sword technique... [Two-handed sword print], well-deserved reputation."
　　噗通!
　　 Yuan Feng rushed directly to the street.
　　嘭!
　　嘭!
　　嘭!
　　 The very different sound of "Sword Roar" sounded intermittently.
　　 Xiao Binggan held 98K that others couldn't see, and kept shooting.
　　 As long as all the swordsman celestial beings who can threaten Shi Zhongsheng, Old Sword Demon and others, they can't escape the death call by this death.
　　 Clusters of blood splashed.
　　 One by one, the second and third-level kendo gods kept heading down.
　　 As for ordinary martial arts master-level enemies, Xiao Binggan did not deal with them.
　　 He is used to this way of fighting.
　　 "Oh, life is really lonely as snow."
　　 Xiao Binggan silently gave himself a like, then took out a chicken leg and stuffed it into his mouth.
far away.
　　 Boom boom boom!
　　 In the violent energy explosion, Qianqian seemed to be a peerless warrior who broke into the battlefield, fighting the bridge and horses, all of them chose to be frontal and strong, and blast the ordinary disciples of the white-tailed tribe.
　　 Qianqian, holding a rapier, walks near her side, ready to respond at any time.
　　 Guangjiang is in a state of invisibility, constantly making secret moves, helping those swordsmen in white who are in danger, and pulling them back from the hands of the of death.
　　 Soon, all the disciples of the White Tailed Clan in Jianshengyuan were beheaded.
　　 "No, it's Hidden Sword Pavilion, there is a fire..."
　　 "Go to the hidden sword pavilion."
　　Someone shouted.
　　 The blood-stained swordsmen in white clothes had no time to stop and rest for a while, panting and flew in the direction of Cangjian Pavilion.
　　 But halfway, I encountered some kendo casual repairers who were killing fire.
　　 "Kill them."
　　The old sword demon roared.
　　 After a short delay.
　　 "I'm late."
　　 When they arrived at the Cangjian Pavilion, the compound that stored all the martial arts books, training resources, famous swords and other materials of Baiyun City had completely turned into a ruin...
　　 A mutilated corpse, lying in a pool of semi-solidified blood, was licked by the burning flame, and the air was filled with the smell of death.
　　 "Pavilion Master Zang has fallen."
　　 "Contain their bodies."
　　 "It's too late, we must rush to the City Lord's Mansion as soon as possible."
　　 "Yes, go to the City Lord's Mansion."
　　 After a brief discussion, everyone immediately rushed to the direction of the City Lord's Mansion.
　　 For a moment, the City Lord’s Mansion was already in sight.
　　 It can be felt that in the City Lord’s Mansion, there are horrible energy fluctuations constantly spreading, and it is obvious that there is a battle taking place.
　　 "Quick, accelerate."
　　 The saint is in a hurry.
　　 Brother Ding is still in the city lord’s mansion.
　　 He urged his profound energy frantically and charged forward frantically.
　　 suddenly
　　噗.
　　 A cloud of blood exploded on his shoulder.
　　The right arm holding the sword, broke out of the shoulder silently.
　　 And Shi Zhongsheng obviously still didn't notice anything, still rushing forward.
"Be careful."
　　Qianqian saw this scene, her pupils shrank suddenly.
　　 Is there an ambush?
　　 Formation?
　　 or the top powerhouse lurking?
　　 The little maid didn’t think much about it. The only thought was to not let the young master’s uncle fall. Once again, she used her body skills, her figure flashed, and raised her hand to grab the back of Shi Zhongsheng.
　　嗤嗤.
　　 In the air, a ripple that is almost invisible to the naked eye flashed.
　　Qianqian's elbow, a layer of blood mist instantly appeared.
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Let me tell you a regretful news, because of some unspeakable reasons for force majeure, Jian Xian can only build on this basis and one more chapter this year.