Legend of the Supreme Sword Immortal

Chapter 274 Supporting the Frontline!

However, when the crowd in the Palace of Ten Thousand Swords was furious, there was one person who was not the same.

Song Qing's face was gloomy and uncertain, and his eyes were even brighter. He was thinking about how to deal with the current situation.

"According to the current situation, the leader must have summoned us to the front line."

Song Qing still guessed the purpose of the sect leader summoning himself and others, but he still had some concerns in his heart.

"Maybe it is because of this that the head master said this in order to stimulate our morale, but... the actual situation is absolutely not as the head master said, otherwise I, Wan Jian Sect, would not have given up on Wan Jian Town. They won't ring the door, and the bell will ring nine, nine, and 81!"

Although Song Qing entered Wanjianmen not long ago, and had been staying outside before, but for some rules of Wanjianmen, Song Qing had seen some rules of Wanjianmen in the disciple rules that Wanjianmen put down.

"Although I stayed in Wanjianmen for a short time, I still know the rules of Wanjianmen. Like this bell, there are nine rings, four nine 36 rings, eight nine 72 rings, and nine nine 81 rings. , according to the urgency of the situation, the sound of the bell will gradually increase."

According to the records in the disciple's rules, Song Qing already saw that this matter was not as simple as Feng Zhen said.

"If it's really like what the sect master said, even if the bell rings, it will only ring eighty-nine and seventy-two rings at most. These ninety-nine and eighty-one rings are definitely only ringing when the sect is facing the disaster of extinction!"

Of course, Song Qing also expected that the Fairy War would develop into such a situation, so Song Qing had already made plans in this regard before.

"Fortunately, I have used all my alchemy techniques and five-element escapism, and just now I wasted [-] spirit stones, and I haven't bought all the things I need. Even if I am sent to the front line, I am not afraid!"

It is precisely because of this that even if such a situation really happened, Song Qingqing was not afraid at all except for being a little shocked.

After making a plan in his heart, Song Qing couldn't help but feel a little lighter. Although he didn't know what the others were thinking, he followed the crowd and greeted them loudly.

I saw Song Qing's face was flushed, it seemed that he was really high-spirited, his eyes flashed fiercely, and he roared angrily:
"Isn't it the ignorant people of Wanku Biluo? This time, we must let them come and go!"

As he said that, Song Qing seemed to be involuntary, and a sharp breath was released suddenly.

"Okay, everyone, calm down first, and listen to what the master has to say."

Seeing Song Qing and others were extremely angry, the sword-wielding elder who had been silent all this time stepped forward with one step, and at the same time the tiger's body trembled, releasing his aura.

Seeing the elder who held the sword say so, the hall of Wanjian suddenly fell silent, and everyone couldn't help looking at Zhao Fengzhen, even Song Qing.

They knew that Feng Zhen had said so much before, but he hadn't talked about the serious matter, but now, Feng Zhen should be explaining the serious matter of summoning them this time.

Although the people present were well aware of this serious matter, they still couldn't help but look towards Fengzhen, and couldn't help asking in their hearts.

"Do you want us to go to the front line to participate in the war?"

Seeing that everyone had calmed down, the elder holding the sword knew that he had completed the task, so he took his breath away and retreated.

"I think you all know the meaning of the nine-nine-eight-one chime earlier, and I think everyone should understand why I summoned you to the Palace of Ten Thousand Swords."

And at this moment, Feng Zhen also cleared his throat, and said straight to the point to Song Qing and others:

"Yes, I called everyone over this time just to fight back."

Hearing Feng Zhen's words, Song Qing and the others couldn't help saying "Sure enough" in their hearts.

On the other side, Feng Zhen continued: "As for the current situation, I think everyone should know a thing or two. Although the overall strength of my Lingwu cultivation world far surpasses either of them, but the two of them join forces, it is It's evenly matched."

As he said that, a stern look flashed in Feng Zhen's eyes.

"Because they have been planning for a long time, they should not be underestimated. It is precisely because of this that I discussed with the heads of the Qingyangmen and other four immortal sects to make a quick decision, so I struck 81 bells to summon everyone. Come here to support the front line!"

"I will wait until I fulfill my mission!"

Hearing what Feng Zhen said, Song Qing's face suddenly became serious, followed the crowd, saluted Feng Zhen respectfully, and shouted in his mouth.

"Although our old fellows are humble in strength, we will still do our part!"

And after Song Qing and other monks who established the foundation took oaths, in the Wanjian Hall, except for the four elders, the other ancestors of Jindan also had a flash of light in their eyes, bowed their hands to Fengzhen, and said swearingly .

"Okay, okay, my Wanjian Sect has a mainstay like you all, so why should I be afraid of those bastards like Wanku Biluo?"

Seeing that everyone had expressed their intentions, Feng Zhen blushed a little, said several "good" words, and at the same time waved his sleeves to help everyone up.

"There are a total of thirteen fairy towns in my Lingwu cultivation world, and among these fairy towns, we Wanjianmen control three more."

Then, Feng Zhen calmed down his excitement in an instant, put his hands behind his back, and said to Song Qing and others with a look of reminiscence on his face:

"In addition to Wanjian Town, which was captured by Wanku and Biluo, there are also Xuejiabao and Wansuo Towns. Among them, Xuejiabao is where my family outside Wanjianmen made swords, and it is also in our Lingwu cultivation world. The existence of providing magical artifacts for Zhongxian Town."

"It can be said that it is not only the armory of our Wanjianmen, but also the armory of our Lingwu cultivation world. It is an extremely important existence in the thirteen fairy towns."

As he said that, Feng Zhen's expression became more serious. He glanced at the sword-wielding elder at the side, and then at another Jindan ancestor in the corner, and said seriously:

"So the team that went to support this time was led by Elder Sword and Elder Xue. As the head of the four elders, Elder Sword has unparalleled combat power, and Elder Xue was originally from Xuejiabao. You should understand well, and it should be fine."

"Haha, the teacher in charge is absurd! However, this old man will definitely not disgrace his life!"

Hearing Feng Zhen's words, the elder holding the sword seemed to have expected it a long time ago, smiled heartily, walked out of the line, and said to Feng Zhenyi.

"This old man will definitely disgrace his mission! After all, that's where the old man's family lives!"

In the corner that Feng Zhen was looking at earlier, the ancestor of Jindan had a gloomy and uncertain face, cupped his hands at Feng Zhen, and said coldly.

"So good."

Facing Elder Holding Sword and Elder Xue, Feng Zhen seemed very satisfied and said with a smile.

(End of this chapter)