Martial Hero Rebirth

On the second day, the other four factions of the Wuyue Jianpai quit the story of Lushan and decided to return. When the head of Lushan stayed for a moment, he agreed to the words of the four factions. As for the chief disciple of the Wuyue Jianpai, Lin Yi, what to do, duties, power, all did not say. The rest of the four factions are as if they are not doing this, and they are all forgotten.

Lin Yi smiled a little and didn't care. Following the elders of Qin, with Huashan disciples, they left Lushan.

"Jing Ning Shimei, leave!"

Outside the foothills of Lushan Mountain, Qin Elder smiled and shouted to the elder of Hengshan, Jing Ning.

"Farewell!"

Jing Ning Shi Tai’s faint feeling, arched his hand and said faintly. Then he waved his hand and led the Hengshan disciple to go north and return to Hengshan.

"Mr. Brother's words!"

The elders of Qin didn't care, turned and shouted to the Hengshan faction, and the face of the spring breeze. The elders of Hengshan are indifferent, and it seems that they have not seen the glory of the face of Qin’s face, but the sword is faintly said: “Farewell!”

Leading the Hengshan school disciples to the south and returning to Hengshan.

The elders of Qin were full of smiles and called to the elders of Taishan: "Farewell!"

"Farewell!"

Taishan also replied with a faint voice, with Taishan disciples, returning to Taishan in the northeast direction.

Seeing the departure of the three factions, the elders of the elders of Qin sent to the Lushan faction to hand over: "Farewell!"

"Farewell!"

"go!"

Lin Yi also shouted, walking in front, riding a horse, leading Huashan disciples, and heading west.

The Wuyue Jianpai faction was all down the mountain, and the original road returned. It was seen by many people. Many people, through various channels, quickly spread the news and introduced it to the entire rivers and lakes.

The central border of the Central Plains is already in a very hidden valley in the western rivers and lakes. Countless people gathered, and the flags of all the people and horses were inserted throughout the valley.

These flags swept away. They are all martial art schools.

Mingjiao, Baitu Mountain Villa, Blood Knife Gate, Wuduxian, and Stars

In the top of the valley, the three figures stand up and look at the east.

Hey!

There was a humming sound in the air, and one looked up at the sky. A big eagle with wings like a knife, rushing from the sky. The person who raised the head, forty feet up and down, had a white robe, but the white robe had a mottled color.

These mottled colors. Densely dense, all traces of some highly toxic things. Reaching out, faintly watching the big eagle from the sky. I saw the big eagle hovering in the air, and then fell on the hand.

Under the talons, there was a bamboo tube. The white robe man took the bamboo tube off and the hand shook slightly. The big eagle flew in the air, and one of them hovered around and did not leave.

"Ouyang brother. How?" One of the other two men, a purple shirt, asked.

This white robe man is a great faction of the world's demon religion. The owner of the White Camel Village is called the White Camel Lord and is named Ouyang Jin. It is the top master in the world's demon teaching, a sacred martial art, a very high level of practice, a very deep internal work, and a famous devil.

And that purple shirt man. It is the purple dragon king of the four great dragon kings of the magical teachings of the Ming dynasty. It is also emerging from the world's magical teachings. It is the world-famous Tianjiao, the world's top master of the rivers and lakes.

As for the other person. A blood robe. It is the blood knife door master, blood knife old devil, but also the top master.

The top three masters of the cult are gathered together, leading the army of countless cults and standing on the border of the rivers and lakes in the Central Plains. What is the intention?

The owner of the white camel Zhuang Ouyang Jin took the bamboo tube. I took out a piece of paper from it and glanced over it. The eyebrows rose and my eyes flashed with a smile. A faint smile, facing the purple shirt dragon king and the blood knife old magic road: "Five Yue Jian faction four factions have left Lushan, on their way back to the mountain gate."

Listening to this, the Purple Dragon King shouted: "Good! Prepare for such a long time, just wait for this moment. Immediately, the man who sneaked into the Central Plains and the rivers and rivers, the action begins!"

The blood knife old demon is even more ridiculous, **** smell, the bloodthirsty eyes look to the east, smile: "Central Plains rivers and lakes, famous big school, right way rivers and lakes, haha, my blood knife disciple is coming! My magic is coming! ”

The white camel Zhuang Lord smiled a little, his eyes flashed with indifference: "I was driven away for a hundred years, and my magical teachings have recreated the opportunities of the Central Plains, and everyone, cheers!"

"Oh," the purple dragon king sneer, sneering at the mountain, the voice spread throughout the valley of all the magical people in the ears: "Magic scorpions, when the time to return to the Central Plains, arrived, kill it!"

"kill and kill!"

"Return to the Central Plains!"

"The Holy Spirit is mighty!"

Numerous people in the valley are screaming, rushing out of the valley, crossing the border of the Central Plains, and stunned in the eyes of countless people in the rivers and lakes. Countless demonists, such as opening floodgates, flooded into the Central Plains.

Such as the water of the scorpion, all the way to the Central Plains rivers and lakes tilt down!

At a rapid speed, swiftly sweeping across the rivers and lakes.

This scene also occurred in the various borders of the Central Plains, and countless demonists. At this moment, from the remote corners of all directions, the barren land, poured into the Central Plains, and flooded into the bustling area of ​​the Central Plains.

The devil wars, the era of rivers and lakes, officially coming!

"Hurry up!"

On the way back to Huashan, Lin Yigang came out of the foothills of Lushan, and he eagerly urged the disciples of Huashan to speed up the pace.

"Yi, why are you so anxious? Even if you want to go back to Huashan, don't you have to be so eager? Do you have any sweetheart? Are you in Huashan? But I didn't listen to you? Even if you have a sweetheart, don't worry so much. As a person who came over, Shi Bo told me very clearly that I can't eat hot tofu! Hahaha"

Qin Elder laughed haha ​​and asked in his ear, full of doubts, but more is a smile.

Lin Yi glanced at him and didn't answer. Instead, he turned back and shouted: "Come on, hurry up, and be faster!"

Seeing the doubts of Qin’s elders, they are even puzzled.

Lin Yi didn't have time to explain to him, and he didn't have the mood to explain it to him. He didn't know how to explain it to him.

Is he going to tell Qin Elder that he wants to be so fast, that is, rushing to fight the former demon?

The memory in the past games clearly told him that the disciples of the Wuyue Jianpai who participated in the Wuyue sword were sneaked on the way back. And the place where the attack took place was three thousand miles away from Lushan.

Just because he knows the future, what he has to do now is to hurry.

Get the time to rescue other factions!

On Mount Lushan, he did not prevent the other three factions from returning. It was not that he could not help but he was not ruthless. Instead, he simply couldn't explain it. Do you want to tell the other three factions that the people of the cult are waiting for them on the road?

Waiting for him is not a big surprise, but the ridicule of the entire Wuyue Jianpai. The war of the devil did not open, and the era of wars in the rivers and lakes has not yet arrived. Almost all the impressions of the devils have remained, and they have been driven out of the Central Plains by the way, and the poor people who have been lingering in the barren land.

They simply don't know how powerful the demon religion is now, and they don't even know that the demon confession has long been a plan to return to the Central Plains.

Instead of trying to stop them from returning to the mountains, Lin Yi was better off waiting for them to be attacked and descending from the sky to rescue them.

This is why Lin Yi is so anxious and breaks the reason for urging Huashan disciples to hurry.

He only had to hurry and seize the time difference before he could defeat the demon and rescue the remaining three disciples. The purpose, naturally, is to let everyone in the Wuyue Jianpai know that the magical religion has invaded. And the scale of the invasion is greater than their imagination, let them know how serious things are, how big the ambition of the devil is. Let all the disciples of the Wuyue Jianpai consciously think that the Wuyue Swords will merge and unite to deal with the magical war that opened this time.

In addition, Lin Yi did not want to let the other three factions lose a lot.

To achieve this goal, it is to hurry and make a time difference!

Really changing the fate of Huashan and changing the fate of the Wuyue Jianpai is just one move!

How can Lin Yi calm down?

Now it is both anxious and excited, and I feel more excited!

"Hurry up!"

Riding the battle immediately, the horse galloped, and the mouth kept urging all Huashan disciples to speed up. All the disciples in Huashan are inexplicable, but they are hard to say, they can only rush their heads. Elder Qin did not get an answer, and he did not speak.

He is too lazy to think about it now. Anyway, he knows that there is a reason for Lin Yi to sit on anything. And in the end, it is all beneficial to Huashan.

On the sword of Wuyue, it proves this.

The team of Huashan disciples is like a small cavalry, madly accelerating, all the way. The people who have seen the passing of the rivers and lakes, face each other, do not know what happened, so that Huashan disciples, so desperately hurry.

Is there something big happening in Huashan?

In the distance from Mount Lushan to the direction of Huashan, there is a straight line in the direction of Sanshan, three thousand miles away, in the woods beside the avenue.

Numerous demon disciples, quietly lurking here.

There are two people who take the lead, one is a master of the first-class peak, and the other is a top-level master. The rest of the demon disciples, second-rate, more than one hundred people, more than four people in the third-rate, this lurking disciples are extremely incisive.

The real devil is elite!

"Wang Chang, Yang Elder, Huashan people are coming!" A cultist, rushed over and shouted.

"What?" The leader named Yang Elder suddenly stood up and looked surprised: "What happened? How do people in Huashan advance more than ten hours in advance? Are they back to the mountains? It’s just trying to hurry!”

"Haha, Xiaofeng brothers, what do you do with him? Come on soon, come on, soon, since they are rushing to find death, then they will be perfect!" The elder Wang, haha ​​smiled.

Called Yang Xiaofeng’s elder elder, a glimpse, then nodded and laughed: “It’s still true to Wang’s brother! Since they are rushing to death, they will be perfect!”

"Follow me!" After that, he waved his hand and walked toward the front of the woods. (To be continued.)