Chapter 1320: Monks Are Not Afraid of Death, so Why Should They Be Afraid of Death?

The City Lord's Mansion has become a temporary command center.

Ding Lie, who was already seriously injured, was emaciated, with a frown on his face and a gloomy and sad face.

Around him, several fake Dan cultivators, all looked solemn and depressed, discussing the battle situation and means of resisting the enemy with him.

After hearing Jiang Yunhe's report, Ding Lie pondered for a moment, gently threw down the battle map in his hand, and said decisively:

"All cultivators, go out of the city to fight, and open the city gates to let the mortals escape!"

"Emperor! If we go out of the city to fight, we will only die!"

A general with fake Dan cultivation cried out in despair.

"If we don't go out of the city, we can't hold on for too long, I'm afraid it will only be half a day!"

Ding Lie stood up and said with a face full of seniority:

"But if we all go out to fight, we can attract firepower, and the mortals in the city will have a chance to escape!"

"Emperor, think twice!"

Many generals pleaded.

"This is my choice. I would rather die than be a slave. Fellow Taoists... please do as you please!"

Ding Lie smiled bitterly, stood up, flew into the air, and walked towards the outside of the city step by step. Jiang Yunhe gritted his teeth and followed with his sword.

...

"What is coming will come."

On the city wall, Master Dexin's ragged monk robe was stained with blood. He was so thin that he looked like he could be blown away by a gust of wind. He looked at the densely packed corpses of Tianxing monks outside the city with a face full of grief.

This was a hard battle. At the end, let alone elixirs, even spiritual grains and ordinary grains were not enough.

His ancestor Master Kuhai chose to betray, but he stood firmly on the side of the Tianxing monks at the risk of being expelled from the sect.

Then, the deep sorrow on his face turned into boundless determination and fortitude, and he roared:

"Forget it, I will use this life to meet that Yuanying old monster and see if their Yaochi Yuanying is really invincible!"

Master Dexin really risked his life, with his sleeves fluttering, rising into the sky, blocking the huge cloud building.

This Yuanying old monster is too powerful, and can break the defense formation with one blow. If they can block it for a moment, the mortals in Bianhuang City will live a little longer.

"I'll go too!"

Qiao Bashan supported himself to stand up, and then fell down again. He hammered the ground with grief and anger, panting and grunting:

"Alas, if the Taichu Lord is still there, how can they, the Yaochi monks, show off their power?"

"I'm afraid that even if the Taichu Lord is here, he can't resist them!"

Next to him, a monk with a broken arm said with despair and sadness.

"Don't go! Don't go looking for death! I met the Taichu Lord on the way, but he should go to Nutao City!" At this time, Miao Su hurriedly said. Although Jiang Tian told her not to tell her whereabouts, she thought it was completely okay to tell her in this situation, and it could even encourage everyone's fighting spirit. However, as soon as she rushed into the city, she quickly joined the battle and didn't even have time to explain the situation to everyone. "What are you kidding? How dare he come! He is just a foundation-building cultivator! He is not vulnerable at all. Haha..." The broken-armed cultivator said with grief and indignation. He was so disrespectful to Jiang Tian, ​​but no one said anything to him, and it was difficult to say anything. He had one arm cut off by the enemy, his wife and children died in the war, and he also shed blood and sacrificed for the Tianxing Realm. He was not a coward. It's just that under great pressure and after tragic sacrifices, people always have all kinds of pessimistic and desperate emotions. It's understandable. "Really, I believe that the Taichu Lord will come soon. Don't be impulsive, don't go to die!" Miao Su was anxious and wanted to persuade everyone. "He won't come back, coward!" The broken-armed monk shouted in collapse. "I'll go too! Jiang Taichu is not a coward, and his friends and comrades are not cowards either!" But Qiao Yingluo wiped away her tears, her eyes were firm, she stepped into the air with a sword, and followed. Then. One by one, the Tianxing monks rushed out of the Border City with a resolute look. Outside the city, hundreds of monks stood in a group, their faces as calm as sculptures, ready to die, and they wanted to use their flesh and blood to fight the Yuanying old monster in the beast-headed cloud tower. Under the shadow of the huge cloud tower, they were like a group of tiny mosquitoes, almost negligible. However, their fighting spirit was still rolling like a tide, and their faces were full of unyielding fighting spirit. "Interesting!" At this time, a young man wearing a golden crown and a yellow robe, with a handsome face, slowly walked out from the depths of the cloud tower. "Why don't you surrender? Why do you want to be a running dog for a mortal on Earth? Even at the cost of death! One after another, they are willing to die!"

He has a face like a beautiful jade, extremely handsome, and his every move is majestic and elegant, like a god descending from the earth, but he exudes a monstrous momentum.

Chen Liuhe!

The commander of the Yao Chi army, the true disciple of the Yao Chi Tiandao Sect, has reached the infant formation realm at a young age, and is said to be only one step away from the war god list on the fairy ruins.

Following him, one Jindan strongman after another came out, more than 20 of them.

Each of them is as tall as a mountain, with achievements in learning, powerful strength, and control of the world. Every move exudes a monstrous terrifying aura, and one strike can destroy a city.

"If you have different ways, you can't make plans together! We Tianxing cultivators fight to protect the weak, and never bully the weak!"

Qiao Yingluo's voice is sonorous and cold as a sword.

Chen Liuhe asked lazily: "What you said is completely nonsense and stubborn. Did Jiang Taichu teach you that?"

"In the world of cultivation, the strong are respected, the weak are treated like ants, and the strong trample on the weak. This is the ultimate principle of justice!"

"Look at Kun Ling and Yuan Zi's paintings of them. Their cultivation has improved, their longevity is long, their magic power is deep, and they have received endless benefits."

"You fought for the weak, but what did you get? If you can't even save your life, what kind of road philosophy do you still talk about? I'm so sorry for you!"

“Give me freedom or give me death!”

Qiao Yingluo retorted: "We would rather die standing than kneel down and be your lackeys!"

"Little girl, there's a reason you don't understand!"

Chen Liuhe shook his head and said:

"Aren't you the lackeys of Jiang Taichu, Ding Lie and Bai Ze? How can there be any real freedom in this world?"

"When people live, they all have to be lackeys. Just like we, Yaochi, are just the eagle dogs of Xianxu. However, even if you are a dog, you need to find a good master. If you find a good master, you can have enough food, clothing, and clothing. If you can’t find a good master by using your power to bully others, not only will you not have enough to eat, you won’t even be able to save your life!”

"You are so shameless that you are willing to be a dog and still talk nonsense!"

Everyone couldn't stand this man's ugly face. In the end, even Fairy Miaoyi, who had a very good temper, couldn't help but retort.

"Haha, you can't even save your home, and you're still in the mood to laugh at the lonely king?"

Chen Liuhe was not angry either, he looked cool and calm, and said leisurely:

"Gu, you are just a running dog, you have a family at least, but what about you? You are a lost dog, your life is hanging by a thread, you are in constant fear all day long!"

"Our home will always be there. As long as our fighting spirit remains unyielding, the sky star will not be destroyed or fall into your hands!"

Qiao Yingluo shouted coldly.

"You still want to fight? Why are you fighting? You are just a bunch of foundation-building ants, and you don't even have a golden elixir!"

Chen Liuhe laughed so loudly that his tears almost didn't come out, and his sense of ridicule was extremely strong:

"According to what you said, Jiang Taichu said that the strong fight for the weak. Where are the others? Where are Ding Lie and Bai Ze?"

"Why do you let you rush to the front and be cannon fodder, while they huddle behind and don't dare to take the lead! You are so stupid!"

"Are you calling me?"

A slightly cold voice came:

"You are right, we are stupid, but we have perseverance and ideals, which are different from you beasts!"

A dozen fake elixir masters, headed by Ding Lie, flew out of the city and stood in front of Qiao Yingluo and others.

Although they were weak in strength and even seriously injured, their murderous intent and momentum were not weak at all.

"Ding Lie, you are finally willing to emerge from the turtle shell!"

Chen Liuhe smiled conspiratorially and said with a mocking face:

"Submit. Ding Lie, you are only in the early stage of the golden elixir. Others have not even condensed the golden elixir and are vulnerable to a blow! Why do you have to shake the tree with a cricket and use the mantis as a chariot to become an enemy of Gu? You must know the outcome of your resistance to Gu. , there is only a dead end."

His eyes turned cold and he said heartily:

"Furthermore, Ding Lie, even if you are not afraid of death, your daughter Ding Lingdang is in our hands, and her life and death depend on my thoughts!"

"If you surrender, I can give her a way to live. She will still be the princess of this world, aloof, with golden branches and jade leaves! If you insist on going your own way and don't surrender, I will sell her to the lowest and most filthy mortal prostitute village in Yaochi. The red lips are tasted by thousands of people, and the jade arms are used by thousands of people! And they are all the ugliest mortals!"

"Tianxing cultivator is not afraid of death, so why should he be afraid of death!"

A trace of regret flashed deep in Ding Lie's eyes, but it immediately turned into boundless determination, and he said resolutely:

"I, the Heavenly Star cultivator, will fight for our homeland to the last man and shed the last drop of blood. I do the same, and so does my daughter!"

"war!"

"Don't take a step back. Behind us is our homeland! When we meet on a narrow road, the brave will win. The only way is to fight!"

Fairy Miaoyi, Jiang Yunhe, Zen Master Dexin and other powerful young people all walked out one after another, their blood was stirring, they burst out with powerful momentum, and their eyes were boundless and determined.

"kill!"

Even Qiao Yingluo gritted her teeth and drew her sword, with fearlessness written all over her pretty face!

She wanted to fight for this giant city, for the billions of gods in the sky, until the blood was shed, and until there were no bones left.

"Stubborn!"

Seeing this, Chen Liuhe's face suddenly became full of murderous intent. He flicked his long sleeves, his eyes were solemn and cold, and he said gloomily:

"Gu, I have given you too many opportunities, but you are still like a knot in the elm, not knowing whether to live or die, and insist on being an enemy of Gu. You have exhausted Gu's patience!"