Chapter 443: Consolation to Heroic Spirits

While talking, Han Fang suddenly let out a surprise, and looked up into the sky: "Those four world protectors finally came. It's really too late, I've been told to wait—"

Fang Wen was equally moved and breathed a sigh of relief. With these several world protectors around, no matter how anxious Qiu Yunzi was, no matter how crazy he was, he would not dare to be too presumptuous!

But at this moment, a thousand-foot-long lightning spear stabbed down abruptly in the sky.

Han Fang opened his eyes slightly, then let out a cold snort, and flicked his sleeves slightly, there were ripples on the ground that day. In an instant, the same ball of thunder burst out and blasted towards the middle.

Electricity flickered and spread everywhere. Amidst the roar of thunder, most of the electric currents collided with each other and disappeared.

But there is still a trace of it escaping, and a part of it rushes into the Black Spirit Valley Road, smashing out a corner of the upside-down phaseless array, and then shattering it!

The situation inside finally appeared before the eyes of everyone. Fang Wen immediately looked down, and saw that the nine hundred black armored cavalry of Cangsheng Dao were almost complete, standing at the exit on the west side, and there were only more than forty people lost.

While his eyes dimmed slightly, his heart widened slightly. Then when I looked at the place where the two corpses gathered, I couldn't suppress the joy in my heart!

big win! And it was an overwhelming victory!

Of the 1,400 Zixiao sword riders, there are only a few hundred left. And those two hundred elite disciples of Tailingzong are only less than forty now!

After this battle, within ten years, there is no need to pay special attention to this Daoist sect's number one sect.

Cang Shengdao, who was already overwhelmed, could finally take a breath. Take advantage of this time to free up your strength to completely solve many things and many hidden dangers!

The result of this battle can even intimidate all parties, and make those young people who have ulterior motives for the common people restrain themselves!

The dark clouds on the opposite side are even thicker, tumbling continuously, with countless electric currents flickering, as if something is brewing.

Han Fang smiled, and with the same thought, a shining long sword flew out and circled around his side, just now he didn't expect that Qiu Yunzi and the other four would be so crazy and attack with all their strength.

Nowadays, there is no such good thing. If you want to fight again, it will be endless!

In his mouth, he even smiled and said: "Brother Qiuyun! I remember twenty years ago. I was closed in Yancheng. I tried to save people, but was stopped by Your Excellency. I laughed and said that the old man lived so many years in vain, but he lost. I'm sorry. Do you remember those ugly words back then? It was said that the juniors were fighting each other according to their abilities. I waited for such an elder, so I should not wipe my hands. Now, Dao brothers are just like the old man, and they can't afford to lose. , Are you ready to protect the calf?"

In that black cloud, there was a complete silence, that autumn cloud was silent and never answered.

On the other hand, Han Fang laughed wildly, extremely happy: "Twenty years ago, I, the common people, taught you Tailing sect, and I was able to keep the water out of the river. But because of tanning, you attacked my sect's disciples! Stabbed three times! , a total of four hundred and thirty-four lives, they are far-sighted, but now, since there are two thousand lives in exchange, it is enough to comfort the disciples of this sect, the spirit in heaven—”

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Fang Wen smiled, the number of Tailingzong casualties in this battle totaled more than two thousand. The violent heel of the Liao King dealt a heavy blow to Tailingzong.

Shi Ruolan, who was next to him, seemed to have never heard of it, and looked down fixedly, extremely focused.

"shut up!"

A shout suddenly sounded in the black clouds. Interrupt the Korean side's words.

Immediately, a figure stepped out from the clouds. Thirty years old, with a thin and majestic appearance, a golden hairpin stuck in his head, and a navy blue Taoist robe on his body.

First, he glanced down, and couldn't help the corners of his eyes twitching, a hint of heartache flashed in his eyes.

Most of the 1,400 Zixiao sword cavalry have fallen into the sand here! The rest of the elite disciples of the sect have almost been lost.

The Cang Sheng said that he already knew about the Liao King, and he clearly had a good chance of winning. However, they are still constantly adding chips, and they have entered the hub of the Tailing Sect and sent more manpower!

It is hateful!

The last line of sight was fixed on the young man in black armor who was holding on to the huge red sword, and immediately slashed it, pointing at Ji Lingzi.

"This is your newly recruited nephew from Korea! Good! Good! Very good, he is indeed a genius of the sky. If he can grow up, he will definitely be a unparalleled star in the future, and he can frighten the world!"

But in my heart I wish I could slap Tan Qiu completely to death. It was this person who caused the loss of Tailingzong to the point of breaking his bones, and his vitality could not be recovered for several years.

At this critical time when spiritual tides are frequent, he was hit hard by this!

But he could only forcibly hold back the urge, if he did it. Among those four people, even if there was one who came from the Tailing Sect, he had to intervene.

He hesitated again and struggled for a while. Qiu Yunzi's voice suddenly turned soft: "How can I let these disciples of the Tailing Sect go?"

In those words, there seemed to be a bit of imploring meaning.

Han Fang's expression was also startled, and then he laughed dumbly, and shook his head slightly: "Brother Qiuyun, why is this so? Today it is you, will you agree? Have you ever forgotten how I begged Han Fang at the beginning?" How did you reply back then, so did my Korean side.”

That Qiu Yunzi turned pale, why didn't he remember that it was the happiest thing in his life? But now, it's completely reversed and humiliated by this Korean recipe!

It's just that he had to save the nearly two hundred disciples below!

At this time, the disciples who survived the sword of the eight hundred common people and survived the disaster can be regarded as true elites. After a few years, it may not be impossible to make Tailingzong recover some losses.

After contemplating for a moment, Qiu Yunzi finally let out a sigh of relief: "Is it possible to have three medium-sized spirit stone veins?"

Han Fang sneered, Lingshi is a good thing. Three medium-sized spirit stone veins can support another three hundred common people and black dragon warriors.

But these, how can they match the hatred in his heart!

"—Add three pieces of Xuantiewen Shanjia! My Tailingzong is willing to make an agreement with Cangshengdao that I will not commit any crimes for thirty years!"

The Xuantie Wenshanjia is an eighth-level spiritual weapon, and its defensive ability is comparable to a second-level magic weapon!

Within the Tailing Sect, only monks above the eighth rank are eligible to be equipped.

This armor requires a special kind of spiritual gold, and only the veins of the Tailingzong can produce it.

Han Fang didn't care, and as for the contract, in his eyes, it was even more unnecessary.

If Cang Sheng Dao is powerful, why should we be afraid of the enemy's provocation? On the contrary, today's Tailingzong needs to worry about being attacked by enemies.

Qiu Yunzi frowned, finally clenched his fists violently, and said coldly: "Xue Xi, the governor of Yancheng Pass, and all the 134 Cangsheng Dao disciples are now being captured by my Tailing Sect Imprisonment! My Tailing sect is willing to exchange and guarantee their recovery?"

Xue Xi?

In Fang Wen's eyes, there was a flash of brilliance, showing an expression of disbelief.

His poor junior brother is still alive! And those one hundred and thirty-four disciples of the Dao of the Common People, who thought they were buried in the opponent, still survived?

Han Fang was also moved by it, and the emotion in his eyes was rippling frequently. After a long time, calmness was restored, and then he looked up at the starry sky.

Heaven has eyes! Brother, brother, I, Han Fang, finally have an explanation for you now.

Looking down again, Zongshou's figure and Han Fang's expression were extremely complicated.

This junior brother, I really don't know how to thank him?

In the past, because of the change of Yan Chengguan, his senior brother left in anger. Although he still communicates with Cangshengdao, he refuses to return for decades.

It also caused many elders among the three sects and six sects to be at odds with the common people.

Exchanging the minds of those Cangsheng Dao disciples is far more than just the one hundred and thirty-four lives. It is also the one hundred elite disciples of the sect who followed Zongshou. The spirit at this moment is obviously completely different. !

It seems that it has been refined, and it blooms with a charm that has never been seen before. His temperament has also changed, and there is also a resolute look between his brows, which is a unique rhyme after experiencing life and death.

Maybe, in a few years or even decades, there will be thirty or even fifty or sixty seventh-order powerhouses coming from among them!

There must be many more that can break through that fairy barrier!

Although his junior brother only wants to cultivate, he doesn't want to have too much connection with the sect. But I don't know that after this battle, countless forces within the three sects and six sects will feel grateful to him!

Especially that Xue Xi, being able to return this time will definitely benefit him for the rest of his life!

With a chuckle, Han Fang suddenly raised his head with a bright smile: "Deal!"

There is no need to hesitate about this matter, it is a great thing! How can you not agree?

Zong Shou was below, and the sword in his hand was raised a little impatiently.

There was thunder and thunder rolling from above, and a wave of huge thoughts were repeatedly crushed down by yu. Fortunately, they were all blocked by Han Fang. Although it was a little frightening, it still couldn't hurt him.

The voice of the conversation between the two just now was also heard in the ears. When Han Fang said the last sentence, not only the surviving disciples of the Tailing Sect, all looked relieved.

Zong Shou also knew that today's matter had been settled, and this person could no longer be killed.

If there are only a few Black Tie Wen Shanjias for the Lingshi vein, even if Han Fang agrees, he still has to do it.

Anyway, this Han Fang is his senior brother, so he can't control him.

But since it involves the lives of more than a hundred fellow disciples, it has no choice but to give up.

I just thought to myself, who is this Xue Xi? It sounds like he is an extremely important figure in the Dao of Cangsheng, and I am afraid that he is not just the guard of Yancheng Pass.

And secretly slandered, this Han Fang really followed him all the way. Thanks to this journey, nothing arousing suspicion came out. Passing by several famous treasure lands, he resisted and didn't inquire about some low-level and top-notch dungeons in the Shenhuang game.

The eight hundred knights behind Zong Shou also looked silent. Although the resentment is still unresolved, there is no intention of disobedience.

Just when Zong Shou wanted to put away his sword a little unwillingly. That Ji Lingzi stared at him with flames burning in his eyes.

"Do you dare to fight me fairly?"! .