Legend of the Supreme Sword Immortal

Chapter 280 The attack begins

"There are too many monks and too little porridge? It's not certain who is the monk and who is the porridge!"

After hearing Patriarch Wanku's words, the elder holding the sword couldn't help squinting his eyes slightly, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and said coldly.

"Hehe, is that right? You and I can't tell who the monk is and who the porridge is. It's better for the subordinates to see the real chapter."

For the gloomy words of Elder Holding Sword, Patriarch Wanku didn't pay attention, instead he sneered, and then said to Elder Holding Sword.

"My subordinates see the real chapter? Hehe, Wan Gu, you are attacking with the strength of a dozen, and what are you saying about the subordinates seeing the real chapter, what a joke!"

The sword-wielding elder flicked his sleeves, and said with a sneer, looking at the ancient ancestors with contempt on his face, "It's really shameless to say that you bully the few with more and aboveboard!"

"Okay, okay, since fellow daoist said so, do you dare to do it with us openly?"

Seeing the sarcasm of the elder holding the sword, the ancient ancestor Wan seemed to be really angry. He clapped his hands and laughed loudly, said three "yes" in succession, and then asked the elder holding the sword provocatively.

"What kind of upright law?"

The elder holding the sword twitched his lips and sneered. There was disdain in those old eyes... There was also a hint of unbelief.

"Appointment, you and I agreed on the place and time, as well as the strength and quantity of the people we bring, you and I have done it to our heart's content, how about it?"

Patriarch Wangu's face was expressionless, as cold as ice. After saying this, he even asked the elder holding the sword, but his old eyes flashed imperceptibly.

"Hehe, what a battle, when we go out with all our strength, you will take the opportunity to secretly capture the Xuejiabao, and then turn around and besiege us, what a fight! What a fair and above board!"

Even the elder holding the sword couldn't help but be moved when he heard the old ancestor Wangu said about the appointment, but then he remembered what Feng Zhen had said before, and the old face couldn't help turning cold, and he laughed and sarcastically said.

"You...you don't know what is good and what is bad! This old man respects you as a hero, but you still humiliate me like this despite letting you down so many times. You can stay today!"

Patriarch Wangu's face was pale, and he pointed at the elder holding the sword with one hand, and cursed directly without any respectful words.

Just as Patriarch Wangu said these words, the dark clouds above his head trembled again.

After that, there were several sounds of "咻咻咻", and three more rays of light flew down, intending to surround the elder holding the sword together with the ancestor Wangu.

Surprisingly, there are three Jindan Patriarchs again!

"Wait a minute!"

But just when the three beams of light were about to surround the elder holding the sword, Elder Xue, who had been watching on the city wall, suddenly gave a loud shout, and then he shot up into the sky with great glory all over his body, and he came to the elder holding the sword in an instant. beside.

"There is actually a Jindan Realm existence!"

Seeing Elder Xue rushing out, Ancestor Wangu and the others were startled, and the three heroes also stopped beside Ancestor Wangu, and stopped besieging Elder Sword Holder.

"Ha ha."

After seeing this scene, the elder holding the sword sneered, and a trace of disdain flashed in his old eyes.

"There is a saying in the secular world, it's called 'When two armies fight, don't kill the envoy'. Are you not as good as ordinary people in the secular world?"

Standing beside the elder holding the sword, Elder Xue pointed to Patriarch Wangu and others and asked.

After hearing Elder Xue's question, even the old ancestor Wangu blushed, and his eyes flickered slightly.

"Hmph! Winners and losers have existed since ancient times, so why bother with the common language?!"

At this moment, behind Patriarch Wangu, one of the three Jindan Patriarchs took a step forward, snorted coldly, and said disdainfully.

However, after the elder holding the sword swept over, he trembled again, his eyes lowered slightly, and he didn't dare to look at the elder holding the sword.

The name "Wan Jian Zhi Jian" is feared even by him, the Jindan patriarch of the Wan Gu Sect, although "Wan Jian Zhi Jian" is not prominent in the Lingwu cultivation world.

"That's right, winners and losers! Holding a sword, although you are strong, you can't stop my fairy army from pressing down on you!"

After hearing the words of his fellow disciple, Patriarch Wangu suddenly came to his senses, pulled his sleeves, and said coldly to the elder holding the sword.

After finishing speaking, he led the other three people straight back into the dark clouds.

"Brother holding the sword, this?"

Seeing the ancient ancestor Wan and others go directly back into the dark clouds, Elder Xue's face changed again and again, and then he asked the elder holding the sword.

"They are going to attack, and we will go back."

The elder holding the sword glanced at the dark clouds in front of him, said something to Elder Xue expressionlessly, and then fled towards Xuejiabao on his own.

Seeing that the elder holding the sword ignored him and fled back directly, Elder Xue didn't care, but just glanced at Wu Yun again, the old man's face was a little gloomy, and he also fled back.

"Master Uncle Swordsman and Elder Xue are back. From the looks of it, the people from the Wangumen are about to attack!"

For all that happened before, Song Qing naturally saw it in his eyes. When he saw Elder Holding Sword and Elder Xue returning gloomyly, he knew that the current situation was not good.

Thinking in this way, Song Qing looked around Xuejiabao, and besides the magic circle and spirit cannon on the city wall that he knew, there were many unknown things.

After all, the Xuejiabao has been standing for thousands of years, so there is still some foundation!
"However, if Wan Gumen wants a quick victory, I'm afraid it's impossible!"

Thinking in his heart, Song Qing was both looking forward to the next immortal battle and nervous at the same time.

Immortal battle is the fastest way to increase strength, but if you are not careful, you may face the danger of Dao disappearing.

"Everyone get ready, the bastards of the Wangu Gate are about to attack!"

After the elder holding the sword returned to the city wall, he ordered with a gloomy face.

"Yes."

Knowing that the situation was critical, Song Qing and the others didn't dare to be negligent in the slightest. They hurriedly bowed their hands to the elder holding the sword, and then each took out their own spirit swords.

Seeing that everyone else thought that it was a top-grade magic weapon, Song Qing's eyes flickered slightly, he slapped the storage bag, and also took out the green wood sword.

Seeing that Song Qing took out the green wood sword, the elder who held the sword couldn't help but narrowed his eyes, but he knew that Song Qing had a magic weapon.

However, due to the tense situation now, the elder holding the sword just narrowed his eyes slightly, and then moved his gaze to the dark clouds in midair.

Song Qing didn't know that his little cleverness didn't escape the eyes of the elder holding the sword, and he was nervously looking at the dark clouds in midair at this moment.

And the dark clouds in the midair also began to change after the two sword-holding elders left.

In the dark clouds that were originally dense, a thunderbolt flashed from time to time, and gradually gathered towards the front of the dark clouds, forming thunderballs the size of heads.

And at a certain moment, in the dark cloud, there was a stern voice from the Wangu Patriarch.

"attack!"

(End of this chapter)