Chapter 52

The two sides are still fighting fiercely.

Although there are only a dozen or so Xuantian sect members left, they do not have an advantage in numbers, but they outnumber ten and defend the first coastal defense line firmly.

"Persevere! Nan Hufa has already gone back to rescue the soldiers, and someone will come to rescue us soon!" A Xuantian Sect disciple encouraged another companion who was seriously injured.

The injured man gritted his teeth and stood up holding the sword. Although his whole body was trembling, he still tried his best not to fall down. "I'm fine! I can fight another three hundred rounds!" He said bitterly. Staring at the quack people on the surrounding boats, he spat, "Those bastards, what kind of bullshit, famous and decent, are bullshit!"

Just as he was speaking, a disciple of the Huashan Sect jumped onto the boat and slashed straight at him with the sword in his hand.

"Be careful!" Seeing this, the injured congregation pushed his companion away and greeted him with a sword.

People around him kept falling, some from the Xuantian Sect, and more people from the righteous martial arts who came to encircle and suppress the Xuantian Sect.

For a moment, blood flowed like a river, and even the surrounding sea water was dyed red.

Seeing that there are only two people left in the Xuantian Sect, the martial arts Zhengdao side has grown even stronger.

Shen Aotian is a militant, several times he wanted to rush into the crowd and kill all directions, but was stopped by Shen Qingqiu.

"Father, why don't you let me go!" Shen Aotian was very dissatisfied.

Shen Qingqiu shook his head, his eyes fell to the distant sky, and gradually became serious and sharp, "Someone is coming."

After the words fell, I saw a small boat approaching quickly, and it was almost in the blink of an eye.

Liu Yun's expression changed slightly, "Rong Xuan!"

Shen Qingqiu raised his eyebrows, "Is he Rong Xuan?"

Liu Yun nodded solemnly, "That's him."

At this very moment, a disciple of the Xuantian Sect was exposed to the weapon of another disciple of the Cangshan Sect, and he was about to be decapitated.

Rong Xuan stood with his hands behind his back, motionless as if loose.

Qinglong waved his hand casually, and the long sword in his hand rushed towards that place in an unstoppable manner.

In the next second, there was a scream, and the body of the disciple of the Cangshan School had sunk into the sea.

The saved Xuantian Sect disciple suddenly turned his head, almost weeping with joy, "Master! Protector Dong!"

Qinglong retracted the sword that flew back, and there was no expression on his paralyzed face.

Seeing Rong Xuan and Qinglong, the upright martial arts disciples had different expressions, and some of them even had the idea of ​​retreating.

Although they were very excited when they heard that they had found the stronghold of the Xuantian Sect, but now they are fighting with only a dozen or so followers, so what about the guardians of the Xuantian Sect?Where is the leader?

Isn't everyone a monster? !
Shen Qingqiu has always been the best at observing words and demeanor, and with just one glance, he can see that this time the righteous way of martial arts is difficult to achieve, and he can't help sighing in a low voice: "It really is too long, one by one doesn't even have the most basic fighting spirit."

Shen Aotian curled his lips, a little disdainful, and stared at Qinglong with scorching eyes, just now that Qinglong's move made him very excited, he felt the pleasure of meeting his opponent.

"Father, let me meet them!" Shen Aotian said arrogantly.

Shen Qingqiu pulled Shen Aotian back, "Don't be impulsive!"

"Father?" Shen Aotian frowned, "Why don't you let the child go!"

Shen Qingqiu squinted at Shen Aotian, poured cold water on him unceremoniously, "You are no match for that person."

Shen Aotian: "..."

Is this really my father?
Is there anyone who looks down on his son so much? !

With the addition of Qinglong, Xuantianjiao quickly gained the upper hand.

The martial arts Zhengdao side sent out basically ordinary disciples, and the really powerful ones were still standing on the boat to watch. Most of these people boasted that they had wealth and status, so naturally they were unwilling to sell easily to avoid price drops.

(End of this chapter)

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