I! Create a New World!

"I'm Zhang San, your neighbor."

Zhang San patted the dust on his body, looked at Lei Aotian, and the corner of his mouth was slightly raised.

This Lei Aotian really likes to run to this city wall alone as rumored to drink.

In this chaotic world, leaving behind the heavily guarded inner city, and insisting on running to the city wall to see the scenery, Zhang San doesn't know whether to praise this man for his confidence, or to say that he is stupid.

"You, it's you, why are you here!!"

As soon as he heard Zhang San's name, Lei Ao realized that the situation was not good, and quickly got up and asked.

"Some of my men have the ability to walk on the city walls."

"Actually, some of your apprentices also have this ability."

"I asked my men to use this ability to send me to the city wall, is it difficult?"

Zhang San smiled coldly.

"What are you doing here!"

Lei Aotian's face instantly turned gloomy, but his hand was already on the hilt of the knife at his waist.

"what to do"

Zhang Sanxian

Blinking his eyes, he suddenly drew his long sword.

"It's too troublesome to attack your Thunder Sword Sect's cities one by one. I want to solve the problem once and for all."

"After killing you, I will swallow everything in your Thunder Sword Sect."

Zhang San finished speaking in a very calm tone, and the long sword in his hand "cracks!"

With a sound, the light of thunder lit up, and several thunders rushed out.

"Hmph, arrogant!! Still want to swallow my Thunder Sword Sect! Who do you think you are!"

Lei Aotian angrily pulled out a big sword, and thunder burst out from above his big sword.

Zhang San immediately saw this.

Raising his sword and attacking Lei Aotian, Lei Aotian did not shy away, he raised his sword and slashed at Zhang San.

"choke!"

"choke!"

"choke!"

"choke!"

The swords met several times, wiping out a series of sparks, and as the electric snake danced wildly, Zhang San staggered back a few steps.

"Hahaha, just with your ability, you dare to speak up!!"

A sneer appeared on Lei Aotian's face, full of disdain.

He has practiced the exercises for more than 30 years, and the strength accumulated in the meridians is far beyond Zhang San's ability to compare.

And his swordsmanship is equally exquisite, completely not under the king's swordsmanship.

But the next moment, he couldn't smile anymore.

A burst of footsteps suddenly sounded from behind Zhang San, and then, 10 burly men in black appeared behind Zhang San.

The ten men in black drew out their long swords one after another, and the ten long swords invariably surrounded the thunder.

"With more and less, you are despicable,!"

Lei Aotian felt a rush of heat and a very strong sense of oppression, and his heart suddenly tightened, immediately.

cursed.

"I didn't say I was going to fight you one-on-one."

Zhang San smiled faintly, and rushed towards Lei Aotian with ten burly men.

When the disciples of the Thunder Sword Sect came to support him, Lei Aotian's body had already been thrown off the city wall.

"Lei Aotian is dead!"

"Wait for surrender to avoid death!"

"Defy the Zhu clan!!"

A loud shout resounded from everywhere.

Two men in black went up to the city wall, and quickly controlled several sections of the city wall.

Then, people in black held huge loudspeakers and shouted into the city.

There was chaos in the city! And Zhang San took the opportunity to take 200 cultivators and quickly rushed to the inner city.

On the second day, when the panicked civilians took to the streets, they were surprised to find that the green flag on the city wall had turned black, with a large flag with the pattern of the five-clawed dragon.

And in the inner city of the city, blood has already flowed into rivers! "You guys are over, are you really unwilling to surrender?"

Zhang San asked several Thunder Sword Sect disciples who had been surrounded by men in black, covered in blood but still resisting, while wiping the blood on their swords with a cloth.

"Want us to surrender! You're dreaming!!"

Some of the Thunder Sword Sect disciples shouted angrily.

"Then you go to die."

Zhang San waved his hand, then turned to look at the thousands of people kneeling behind him.

"As for you, don't worry, I will keep my promise and won't embarrass you."

The corners of Zhang San's mouth turned up slightly.

"However, there is one more thing you have to do for me."

"That... Since the Wind Fist Sect has sent an invitation letter, I plan to give them a big meeting gift!"

Chapter 139 Ambush Battle!The Wind Fist Sect is destroyed! !

As the head of Fengquan Sect.

Feng Buxiao is over sixty years old, his beard and hair have turned white, but his body is still healthy.

More importantly, Feng Buxiao still has youthful ambitions.

Especially for the expansion of the territory, I am extremely eager! In the past, the forces of the several sects around the Fengquan Sect were not small, even if Feng Buxiao wanted to expand the territory, there was no way, but now a thorn has finally emerged, and it is Nearby.

Feng Buxiao only felt that this must be a gift from God.

However, this thorn head still has more than 200 practitioners, which is a big trouble.

It is also for this reason that Feng Buxiao planned to summon several surrounding sects to join hands.

Although the benefits may be smaller, it is more secure.

What made Feng Buxiao feel depressed was that when he sent an invitation to the surrounding sects, only three 3 sects responded to him.

This bunch of rubbish with no self-motivation! Feng is not filial and a little resentful.

It is precisely because there are too few responders that he is slow to solve this new thorn, but wants to wait for it to develop and prosper, and then send troops to take it down.

In this way, through the back-feeding of the war dividends, he can quickly regain his strength and ensure that he will not be stabbed in the back by other sects after the war.

But what surprised him was that Lei Aotian, who... had always been unwilling to respond to his call and had always been willing to hide on the city wall to watch the scenery, suddenly agreed to his cooperation request and was willing to send nearly 100 Practitioners.

But Feng Buxiao was very pleasantly surprised, and immediately took people to a small town on the border of the two sects agreed upon, intending to discuss with Na Lei Aotian about the Allies.

However, when he came to the small town early and prepared everything, he was very surprised to find that there were many ants cavalry wandering around outside the city.

"Strange, what does this Lei Aotian want to do!"

"Even cavalry is deployed near this city."

"Does this guy want to fight me?"

Feng Buxiao suddenly smiled coldly. Although he only brought 100 cultivators at this time, he was equipped with 100 flying ants. If the situation was not right, he would run away immediately.

Besides, it has already been agreed to form an alliance but suddenly regrets it. If this kind of filth spreads out, the sect where the wind is unfilial will inevitably become: there is no faith at all, other sects will directly cut off contact with it, or even They will gang up and attack! Feng Buxiao thinks that Lei Aotian should not be so stupid to do such harmless things.

So, Feng Buxiao continued to wait patiently for Lei Aotian's arrival, but he waited for three whole days.

Just when Feng Buxiao was really impatient, a flying ant suddenly ran to the small town where he was.

"Master, something is wrong!"

"A city on the border of our army has been completely captured!"

"An army of [*] people emerged from the territory of Thunder Sword Sect, and the main city is approaching!!"

"What did you say!!"

Feng Buxiao was stunned, and then became furious: "Bastard surnamed Lei, he really dares to do this!"

"Head, head, not from Thunder Sword Sect, but led by a group of cultivators in black!!"

The practitioner who reported the letter swallowed and said, "It is said that their leader is called Zhang San!"

"What!!"

Feng Buxiao was startled, he never expected that what he had always thought was the thorn in the plate of the meal, turned into a wolf at this time, and bit him fiercely.

"all

people immediately.

Come back with me!!"

Feng Buxiao faintly felt that something was wrong, because how could Zhang San jump over from the territory of the Thunder Sword Sect! Lei Aotian never came forward, which made Feng Buxiao very uneasy.

However, the top priority at this time is to quickly repel the invading army! The wind is not filial immediately.

Sitting on the flying ants, he took his 100 practitioners and quickly ran to his base camp.