Spring and Autumn Confucian Heroes

Chapter 127 The Man in White
War is always about life and death.

The defeated side is doomed to be exterminated, and because of the actions of the transformed warriors, the army of the Lu State also suffered heavy losses this time.

More than half of the [-] White Tiger Battalion soldiers were killed or injured, and more than a thousand expensive bronze chariots were destroyed.

There are also many ordinary soldiers who were slaughtered by the ancestors of the Juye Gang, and the mountains were stained red with blood.

How could Xiao Qi turn a blind eye to such bloody enmity?

Now that all the slough warriors of the Juye Gang had been killed, the Lu army could completely slaughter the Juye Gang without any threat.

Although there are still two succumbs on the top of the mountain, Xiao Qi is not too worried.

When these two men shot to break the Four Spirit Formation, they had already indicated that they would not intervene too much.

Now those two giant wild gangs were killed by someone for no reason. It is expected that the two transformed warriors on the top of the mountain are also trembling now.

"My lord, we don't need to rest, we can go up the mountain now!"

Many soldiers came to Xiao Qi's side, raised their weapons, and loudly petitioned.

"General, we want revenge, and we don't want to stop!"

The experience just now was like a nightmare.

The robes of many soldiers were killed by the metamorphosis warriors, and some of them had no bones left.

Among those who died, many of these soldiers knew each other, and they might even be from the same township, clan, or even brothers.

Hatred can no longer be resolved, it can only be diluted with blood; anger has risen, and only killing can calm it down.

"My lord, please give the order to attack!"

The Lu soldiers shouted in unison.

They all had bloodthirsty expressions, and hatred and grief were hidden in many of their eyes.

"Please order, my lord, I am willing to be the pioneer!"

The generals of the State of Lu also called for the battle one after another.

Xiao Qi looked at the crowd full of fighting spirit, felt the anger in their chest, drew out her sword and shouted: "Attack!"

"Woooooo!"

The horn of war sounded again, and the soldiers of Lu State bravely stepped forward and began to climb the steep mountain.

The soldiers of the Juye Gang had already lost all their casualties.

Those second-generation disciples with high martial arts skills also burst into blood mist under the attack of Baihu Xuying.

Today's Juye Gang has become empty-handed, and there are very few people with high martial arts skills.

In addition, there were not many disciples of the Juye Gang, and the Lu army had an absolute numerical advantage, so they quickly reached the mountain and started the bloody massacre.

On the top of the mountain, the only surviving disciples of the Juye Gang brandished their weapons and bravely stopped the soldiers of Lu State without fear of death.

In the eyes of many people, there is a look of determination.

Kong Wenzhao brought more than a dozen fire seeds of the Juye gang and stood at the peak of Yingshoujian.

He clenched his fists tightly and bit his lips tightly with his teeth. Blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth, and flames of hatred spewed out from his eyes.

"Seniors, please help me!"

Kong Wenzhao knelt on the ground and kowtowed to the two old men, his head soon overflowed with blood.

The eyes of the two old men were full of worry.

One of them shook his head and said, "Just now, you have already violated the rules, but now you absolutely cannot continue to do so."

"However, I promised your patriarch that the elite disciples of the Juye Gang will be worshiped in our Daishan sect and protect you from growing up."

"When you all have success in martial arts in the future, it will not be too late to avenge the sect!"

Although Kong Wenzhao was well prepared, he was still extremely disappointed when he was rejected by the two elders.

Then he raised his head and fixedly looked at the two of them.

"Dare to ask seniors, do you know why the two patriarchs of my Juye Gang died suddenly?"

Kong Wenzhao naturally recognized Huan Chang, and also knew that Huan Chang's martial arts were not considered high, and it was impossible to kill the two founders of the Juye Gang.

Then there must be something hidden in this matter.

The two metamorphosis warriors on the top of the mountain did not speak. Instead, they cast their gazes into the distance with solemn expressions.

I don't know when, the world has changed suddenly.

Originally, the spring breeze was blowing and the weather was quite warm, but the temperature suddenly dropped.

A middle-aged man in fluttering white clothes paced slowly in the air with his hands behind his back, walking towards this side in a leisurely manner.

"Who is that person?"

One of the metamorphosis warriors couldn't help showing shock in his eyes when he saw the middle-aged man in white.

When warriors reach the peak state of entering the house, they can fly in the air, and the means of transforming into a strong man are even more unpredictable.

However, no matter how powerful these people are, they always have to rely on true energy.

But that middle-aged man in white clothes walking in the void seemed to be an ordinary person who didn't know martial arts, and there was no real energy fluctuation on his body at all.

These two metamorphosis warriors probed the past with their own gods, but they couldn't feel the existence of the man in white at all.

If they hadn't really seen the man with their eyes, they would definitely not have noticed the man's appearance.

This situation seems very strange.

Generally speaking, when a warrior reaches the realm of refining Qi and transforming into a god, the god will become very powerful.

At that time, some things could deceive the eyes, but they couldn't deceive the warrior's god, and the transformed warrior's god was naturally even more terrifying.

But now, the gods of the two transformed warriors couldn't feel the man in white at all.

"Could it be that this person killed those two from the Juye Gang just now?"

Another person said so.

Not only the two ordinary warriors of the Daishan sect, but also Huan Chang and the others also saw the man in white who suddenly appeared.

The man looked about 35 years old, with his hair pulled back casually. Although his face was very handsome, it seemed to be full of vicissitudes.

A martial artist with extraordinary eyesight can still see the white-clothed man's eyes that are as pure as ice and as cold as ice.

"Those metamorphic warriors who dare to participate in worldly wars will be killed without mercy!"

The man walked very slowly in the void.

But when he opened his mouth to speak, the two metamorphosis warriors of Daishan Sect suddenly felt icy cold all over.

They stirred up the true qi in their bodies, trying to force the cold air out of their bodies, but found that it had no effect at all.

On the contrary, the cold air became more and more severe because of their resistance.

"Pfft!"

"Pfft!"

The two spurted out a mouthful of blood at the same time, with horror in their eyes.

"Who exactly are you?"

One of the metamorphosis warriors roared loudly with a sinking dantian, and the sound was rolling.

"Pfft!"

The old man let out a sigh of relief, and suddenly felt that his heart was hit by a giant hammer, and spewed out several mouthfuls of blood again.

"Kill your people."

The man in white was still pacing slowly in the void, walking towards the two of them step by step.

As the white-clothed man approached, the pressure on the two Mortal Warriors of the Daishan Sect became more and more intense, and their faces turned red.

They had no doubt that if the man in white got close enough, he could use his aura to crush the two of them to death without making a move.

This kind of cultivation is simply shocking!
"Senior, save us!"

The two of them wanted to move their bodies and escape, but they couldn't move at all.

The other person swelled his true energy and roared loudly in one direction, then his body flew straight out and fell heavily on the mountain.

The man in white raised his head, and his eyes, which were as pure as snow, shone with excitement.

(End of this chapter)