Sword Among Us

Chapter 909

The monk ran away from the temple.

Meng Yun was under the cover of his brother under the cover of his hand, but he was happy to go down the mountain from the top of the mountain, blood stained a few miles, Yipintang at least two thousand.

These two thousand people are the superior players who have been transferred from more than a dozen cities in Yipintang, accounting for seven out of ten...

They are dead.

The entire hinterland suddenly appeared an obvious sharp fault!

A large number of elites lost their original combat power.

......

Happy has been chasing the foot of the mountain to stop and did not continue to pursue.

Behind him, a lot of Shaolin disciples were chased out.

These people are all watching the fun.

One of the disciples who survived in the crowd did not dare to continue to stay too much, one by one, quietly leaving the tail with a mess.

Coldly looking at the back of a stallion like a collapsing army, the dragon's knife slowly hangs down, the **** knife is gradually faded, and it returns to its original appearance, and the eyes finally gradually break free from the cruel ice.

"almost."

Happy to look back at the killings that I made, and immediately looked up at the sky, muttering to myself.

......

"Is the casualty data coming out?"

"There were more than 2,100 people dead, almost three-quarters of the people we brought."

After escaping the birth of the day, Meng Yun quickly got a list of casualties. At first glance, his face was more gloomy, and there was very little in the stalls that followed her escape.

"damn it."

"The life is closely monitored and happy every move, and the woman..." The horse galloped into the city, and the dream came out loudly: "And, contact the prophet and ask him about the location of other people in Mufu and Chivali." This hatred must be recovered from Mufu!!"

Destroying two thousand ordinary disciples will not make Mengyun too careful. Yipintang’s strong financial resources and forces will enable them to recover quickly. However, more than two thousand elites are the middle-level backbone of Yipintang. In this case, it is a big injury. vitality.

If you are happy, you can only get back from the masters of Mufu and find the balance!

Just then, a homing pigeon fell to the shoulder of the thick eyebrow monk.

After seeing the latter, I finally heard the news that the dream cloud was stretched out.

"The lord, there is a hand over there. More than 400 people who have been led by the Thunder War and Silver Fox have all been fussy. Now they are trapped in the vicinity of the Wucheng Temple, and they dare not go out of town..."

"Good job."

Dream cloud is overjoyed.

The pain of damaging more than two thousand people has been alleviated a lot.

Although the number of people who are damaged by Mufu is not many, the status of Silver Fox and Lei Zhan in Mufu is not trivial.

The former is the second master recognized by Mufu, and can be included in the ranks of the top masters of the Central Plains;

Not to mention the latter, the nominal owner of the Mufu government is currently in charge of the operation of many aspects of the Mufu, another spiritual pillar of the Mufu.

The weight of these two people is more practical than the hundreds of masters.

"Strict surveillance."

Although the battle of Lushan was defeated in the hands of happiness, but in this piece of the hand, she felt that she still had an advantage - in her own 'back garden', a large number of masters of the style of the master searched out a number of people. Mufu and Xia Yimen’s people are running around and escaping. She believes that one day, the loss in Lushan today will not only be happy, but also may have certain advantages.

"this is!"

The tone of the monk monk is somewhat hesitant.

Mengyun quickly noticed this and looked at it. He found that the latter's face was not very good: "What? Is there any problem?"

"Yes……"

The thick eyebrow monk stunned before answering:

"When the silver foxes and the thunderstorms were encircled, because they were hiding in the mines, the brethren had broken a lot of people when they attacked the strong, and the brothers of Yucheng might not be enough to guard."

“How much is it broken?”

A cloud of dream clouds sank and suddenly realized that the situation was not good.

The latter took a deep breath and spit out a number:

"More than 2,300 people are almost half of the aid troops in Yucheng."

The voice just fell, the dream cloud is already a frosty face, the sound is like ice scum:

"Are you lost six times the number of people in Mufu? Who directed?"

The thick-browed monk once again showed his hesitant expression. In the end, he still bluntly explained in the eyes of Meng Yun: "The report was just to deal with the casualties of a group of silver foxes. The casualty ratio is almost one to ten, to deal with the thunder. The brothers over there were slightly less damaged, only folding more than 1,500..."

When it comes to this, the thick-browed monk has already felt the rolling waves from the dream cloud:

"The letter said that the main reason is that the silver fox and the war-selected environment are not suitable for attack. We have ordered the death, so..."

"I know."

"...owner."

"I am fine."

Meng Yun’s tone is cold and cold:

"The prophet will contact you as usual! Once you get the exact location, let the blood coat, the murder, and you personally take responsibility, and then fold it down, the number of employees in our class will soon exceed the tolerance."

"Yes."

The thick eyebrow monk finally breathed a sigh of relief.

To be honest, he was a bit worried. The successive blows allowed the cousin to punish the brethren in anger. At this time, when he was employed.

but……

Things are not that simple.

"What else?"

Meng Yun found that the thick eyebrows and monks wanted to stop, and the heart was a cool one: "What bad news, said together, don't vomit."

"The news is not very bad, just... people from Yucheng and Toma towns have heard the news, and others are not enough."

"What do you mean?"

"There are more than 700 people who have fallen into the monitoring of Mufu and Xiayimen. But the brothers before Yucheng and Toma Town are basically in internal injuries. Their strength is not recovered. It is not suitable for monitoring. The rest of the people have been transferred. Searching for enemies outside the city, staying, it’s hard to monitor more than seven hundred people."

"...monitoring, let the injured brothers do it. At this time, you can't free up more people to do these things."

After a pause, Meng Yun indicated:

"Of course, the silver fox, the thunder war, these people must mention the 120-degree mental monitoring, and pick a group of elites who are not injured, focus on care."

"Right, what is true?"

Meng Yun only remembered, all the way back to escape, did not see the real figure, the latter seems to be missing.

"I did not notice."

The thick-browed monk shook his head after looking around: "It is estimated that confidence will be frustrated after the defeat, and has already left."

In this regard, Meng Yun also expressed understanding.

This person, Daozhen, is very proud. Now he is happy to be defeated in front of so many people with "Kun Kun Gossip", and his face will not pass, it must be secretly left.

Although it is a pity that I lost a boost, but Meng Yun is also clear, it is unrealistic to let the Tao really stay to help myself to fight against it. The purpose of the latter challenge has been reached, and it has been lost. Now it is definitely going back to China to repair, not to stay. Come down to accompany a restaurant to suffer.

"What about flowers?"

"After killing the silver fox, it has been left in the city."

"He is okay."

Meng Yun was relieved.

She is actually very clear that the silver fox was the most effective one against the three dragons. Even the Lingxiao Palace was destroyed by him.

The flower language from Fusang, after hearing the specific information of the silver fox, automatically asked for help.

Can get a top knife help, and finally there are a few cards that can be played.

"The order is going on, the various altars are ready to fight, try to be online for as long as possible, and be prepared to dispatch the people who are surrounded by Mufu and Chivalry at any time!"

"Yes!"

......

Xuancheng

The front line of the city where Mufu and Yipintang meet, the front line of Yipintang's altar is also the most sub-region of Yipintang.

There are more than 5,000 people here, active in the various training places nearby, while also practicing the alert tasks at all points.

Since the incident last night, the disciples of Yipintang of Xuancheng Altar have not known how many people in the hinterland are cursing.

There is no reason for it. The successful sneak of nearly two thousand people in Mufu actually swayed the eyes of tens of thousands of people at the border. It is really unbelievable.

and so.

After the order was issued from the top, there was a sudden noise, thousands of people and horses were dispatched, and the official roads and paths were closely monitored. There was a strong flurry from the south of the Yangtze River to cross the river!

......

In the woods, a team of thirteen or four people is outside the door of Baihua Palace, and they are not slow to hand with the female disciples of Baihua Palace.

Suddenly, one of the female players who had subdued the opponent early stopped, and swept the direction outside the palace with a doubtful color...

"what happened?"

The person next to him quickly noticed that his companion was staring at the back of the flower maze with a strange look, and asked casually.

The latter is frowning:

"It seems like I heard something inside."

The tone is serious and some are dignified.

The companions on the side did not care:

"Is the group of scholars coming in?"

Female player shaking her head:

"Unlike, what I heard was like the scream of who screamed..."

"Scream?"

Several people over there said that they did not hear:

"Is it wrong?"

"There is no one inside the flower maze."

The female player’s face was not relaxed, and she continued to keep a close eye on the blossoming, spring-filled flower maze in front of it.

"Well, you have been nervous since yesterday..."

"That is, there are several groups of people outside who are practicing. What must be done? Someone will tell us about flying pigeons."

"Yeah, hurry to practice, I heard that some of the top players in Mufu now break through the 550 mark, and it will take a long time to get out of the way. If you don't hurry, the future will be admired in the northern part of the world. The government replaced."

"It’s also true. Now I’m very envious of Mufu’s... I used to think that Yipintang is very powerful. I’m a big man, and I’m just a nouveau riche. I’m only happy to go to the table! Now I’m looking at their list of leaders. Mature, there are more and more masters of the altar, I feel scared every day when I think about it."

A group of people unwittingly reached the top of the Mufu.

However, I did not find that the female players who had previously shown vigilance were more dignified in their eyes:

"People who are hiding in the array are coming out..."

Suddenly a drink scared the people around.

Looking around, there is no half-personality.

But when they were ready to blame a few words, suddenly a laughter came from the maze of flowers in front of them: "I didn't expect to see the remnants of Yipintang who are proficient in the array."

A group of people changed their faces and subdued their opponents.

The fascinating scenes were distorted and fluctuated. More than a dozen men and women embroidered with the word 'Mu' on their chests seemed to emerge from the paintings and appeared neatly in front of the disciples of the Shitang.