"Yes, back to back with them. I’ve had enough of sitting at the table," the voice roared even louder.
"Qin Feng ans to seize this opportunity and engage Sword Pavilion in a decisive battle.
"Yes, we have no other choice; this isn’t so trick by the Sword Pavilion. It’s an opportunity, the only opportunity," Sha Shiyi said.
Zhong Lai Mountain was silent. He admitted that Fang Lan and Sha Shiyi were right. The Economists had no choice.
"Alright, the key now is to determine if the Sword Pavilion truly left the real world with its four masters. If it’s true, we need to go out and battle Sword Pavilion," Zhong Lai Mountain muttered with admiration. Because the gate was still alive, he couldn’t fully trust Qin Feng’s words and dared not confirm again. Fortunately, Sword Pavilion also had spies from the Economic Sect. This information wouldn’t be hard to find out.
In the economic sector, there are now 14 real-world masters, the strongest of whom are Zong Lai Mountain and Huofen Sect, both on the sixth floor of the real world. Although the firepower is severe, now not even half of the certain energy is left, but at least the dock is more stable than the general fourth floor of the real world.
On Sword Pavilion’s side, especially the rebellious Kang Hao, are full with seventeen champions of the real. After leaving four, only thirteen remain. One person fewer than the Economic Sect, Sword Pavilion has only one true expert on the sixth floor, which is their Pavilion Master, Gongyezi. Thus, when considering the Economic faction, there is a chance.
Therefore, when it was confird that the Sword Pavilion’s third, fifth, sixth, and seventh elders left, the Emperor of the Economy quickly made up his mind.
As Jin Yuanfeng, all economic disciples received guidance and began to act.
Before the war, there was a great depression, with many young female disciples holding swords, trembling all over. However, more and more people were deeply troubled in pursuit. They all knew that only by doing well in the first major battle would they have a chance of survival. It is a rebound from despair, and they must do their utmost.
"Emperor, we have done our utmost this ti." Sha Shiyi opened his seat.
"Indeed, even Princess Liu Ruofei, Dai Tian, Shao Yilong, and other talented disciples have been brought to the stage, and even those young heirs who were prepared to hide, even if the Emperor was destroyed, were brought to the stage to leave a spark," Jiang Lanzhao lanted.
"The sect’s gate is blocked by water on the table, and even the fire that remains cannot escape. Fighting with water, letting go is better," Zhong Lai Mountain said, "Although we have one more master in the real than Sword Pavilion, and only one master on their upper floor, it seems very strong, but in the weaker layers, I’m the best. We have lost too much and are no longer rivals to the Sword Pavilion. So overall, we are still at a disadvantage. I must go all out. Only in this way can we have a greater chance of winning."
"Indeed."
"Everything must obey Sect Master Aright."
Four palms coordinated.
There’s no way to eat an egg under wrinkles. These bells sent everyone to the mountain regardless of the strength between n and won.
"Alright, I’ve communicated with Qin Feng, and he’s taking over the position in place of Aright. When we attack, he’ll fight too. Let’s fight!"
Mu Yuanfeng, one of the Five Great Sacred Lands of the Economic Major Faction, is now becoming the great location stationed at Sword Pavilion.
At this ti, in a dilapidated and not very serious palace, a happy middle-aged man gloomily stared at opposite Jin Yuanfeng.
These middle-aged n’s eyebrows naturally rise above.
His lancholic eyes made the brothers on the pavilion dare not approach him.
"Zhong Lai Mountain’s Gongyezi agreed that I should fight you, then let kill you one by one. I’m really not letting go!" The middle-aged man was always cautious. "That Zi, I’m going to humiliate her for many years!"
He is called Kang Hao, an elder of the Huo Feng Sect.
In this world, the biggest hatred, not to ntion the hatred of killing one’s father: the greatest love, not to ntion the hatred of robbing one’s wife. Zhong Lai Mountain had hatred for him for robbing a wife dressed in clothes, not in heaven!
However, Zhong Lai Mountain is the Economic Sect’s master, and he is but an elder, very hard to resist. Although for many years no one dared to talk about the elder’s personal feelings or to mock his "turtle king with eight green hats," only he knew this humiliation.
Through these years, Kang Hao has also endured wearing, retreating, and suppressing. His adult dream was to hand his wife over to Zhong Lai Mountain, which grew into the unconcealed hatred in his heart. In order to retaliate against Zhong Lai Mountain, against cheap goods, he beca like a snake, flicking its tongue in the darkness, waiting for an opportunity to kill Zhong Lai Mountain. Strike.
Finally, let him wait for an opportunity. The Sword Pavilion wanted to engage him in a war.
"Attack!" Zhong Lai shouted, pointing at the people beneath piercing Sword Pavilion because that ticket emitted powerful energy in the sky, boosting the morale of economic disciples.
"Attack!"
"Attack!"
Elders of the Economic Major Faction pursued frantically at the sa ti. Each took with them dozens of disciples, and with unprecedented montum, charged toward the people in Sword Pavilion. Following them were more than ten top real-world characters of the Economic Major Faction.
The true strongholds could fly in the air, and many battlefields were in the air because once they fought on the ground, the energy shock would also kill many weaker disciples, and during peak tis, accidental killing was likely.
"Kill."
"Kill."
Disciples of the Economic Major Faction were closely guarded. Driven into desperation, they were put to death, their combat power erupting.
In contrast, Sword Pavilion hadn’t responded for a while and was taken aback. It was passive for a ti.
"This is a decisive battle." At the rear where the temple once stood, Qin Feng stood on a wall that had turned into ruins. He watched as people engaged in bloody battles in the distance, clapping and cheering, hearing the trembling hoarse pursuit, calming himself down.
"Old Wei, you led into the Economic Sect, helping take my first step into practice. Since the first day of entering the sect, you helped . Before I wore Black Jiu, you helped use Leiyun Temple and the Soul Temple I wanted. I wanted to help you train your physical strength and soul power to help you break through. I often thought about what things to wear to repay your regret. You left, I didn’t even get to tell you how many machines I had, just to make you happy for , proud of .
Qin Feng’s hands showed a kind of Divine Charm, its power trendous, far beyond ordinary Divine Charms.
"I, your enemy, I will repay you!"
"Question!"
The power of Divine Charm erupted, a terrifying aura emitted from Qin Feng, a powerful force that even Qin Feng himself sotis found unexpectedly overwhelming.
"Hmph!"
The elegance of Qin Dynasty beca a stream of light, rising and falling.
This is the power of a real-world champion. Although only a first-layer real-world champion, it flies high in the sky. In fact, even if the economy was not at war, Qin Feng would have avenged himself on the elders of the Central Mansion. Because the Economic faction decided to wage war, he didn’t need to use higher-level charisma. A real-world champion was already enough.
"Master!" The Void Beast lifted its head, tapped Qin Feng’s back, and finally chose to turn its head and leave.
The two battles were dangerous. Even the master of Champion Zhen could be normally killed. Qin Feng didn’t want the Void Beast to join the battle. Thus he ordered the Void Beast to return to the Holy Relic and find it according to the plan.
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