Chapter 930: Blood Splash Kunliu Mountain (1/2)
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”Well ...”
From the area in front of Zongmen, there was a shocking dull noise.
Wen Liang, Xie Wuhe, and other people in Kun Liushan suddenly turned pale, and a strong sense of crisis followed.
Damn it!
Hu Zong's defense array was broken!
”How to do?”
Disciples of the disciples of Zhongkun Liushan showed panic.
The Lord of the Slaughter Palace Wen Liang waved his hand, frowned, and cried in a deep voice, ”Everyone can evacuate without you ...”
Having said that, he looked at Xie Wuhe, the Lord of the Void Palace, and they nodded deeply.
A tragic atmosphere sprang up on the two men.
”Lao Xie, let's go! I'm enough here alone ...” Wen Liangangshou said.
”Hey!” Xie Wuhe sneered, a slight contempt appeared in the corners of his mouth, ”I said Wen Liang, you might as well look at yourself too much. If you were alone, you would only be given by the people in Leisheng Palace Seconds! ”
”Well, where can you go, only if you are there will hinder me.”
...
Despite the tone of mutual ridicule, there is no slightest contempt.
Listening to the conversation between the two, the senior elders and many disciples behind Kun Liushan shivered.
Obviously, Xie Wuhe and Wen Liang decided to go to delay the people in Lei Sheng Palace and Wulegu in order to get some time for them to complete the evacuation.
”Dear Lord, you can't ...” An elder quickly advised.
Without waiting for the other person to finish speaking, Wen Liang raised his hand to stop him. ”Don't say anything, aren't we standing up for the current enemy? As long as these young juniors are kept, there will be hope for Kun Liushan's future ... this is also The only thing we can do for the Rams ... ”
Then, Wen Liang turned to Xie Wuhe and said, ”Old Xie, go!”
Xie Wuhe nodded cautiously and instructed several senior elders, ”The big picture is the most important thing!”
”The Lord ...”
Among the many lingering voices, Wen Liang and Xie Wuhe both flew forward and turned into a streamer that swept away in the direction they came.
The senior elders were all distressed.
However, as Xie Wuhe said, the current enemy must focus on the overall situation ...
The thousands of young disciples in Kunliu Mountain are the 'big picture'. As long as they are preserved, Zongmen will have a hope of rising again.
...
”Oh!”
Xie Wuhe, Wen Liang successively fell on top of a steep peak.
”We're waiting for them here.” Wen Liang said with a slight lift of his eyes.
Xie Wuhe smiled indifferently, ”Are you nervous?”
”Yeah! I'm really nervous ...”
Wen Liang did not conceal it. With the words ”Lei Shenggong”, it was enough to make countless people in Dongshengzhou fear and fear.
Even so, there was no fear on Wen Liang's face.
As the Lord of the Slaughter Palace, he also has his own pride.
...
The waiting time seems extremely long at this moment.
The mentality of 'waiting for death', in particular, becomes more disturbing the longer it takes.
However, to their surprise, the time of half a cup of tea has passed, and it should be reasonable to chase the Leisheng Palace here, but the people in Wugugu did not appear slowly ...
”What's going on?” Xie Wuhe frowned slightly, and Wen Liang stared at him.
The latter is also confused, looking from a distance, the entire Kunliu Mountain area is a bit scary.
”Go, look back.”
After a brief hesitation, the two returned to Zongmen again.
...
The huge Kunliu Mountain was empty, and Huzong's defense array had indeed been breached.
It is confusing that none of the enemies who had clamored outside the mountain gate had disappeared.
”Go down the mountain ...”
Wen Liang's eyes sank, and Xie Wuhe turned over the main peak and came to the ladder stone steps leading to the foot of the mountain.
Immediately after that, the bodies of the two men suddenly stunned, their pupils shrinking sharply.
”This?”
Wen Liang clenched her hands into fists, speechless in shock.
There was a slight smell of blood floating in the air, and in front of them were dozens of corpses lying in a pool of blood ...
The scene was horrible, with scattered limbs and broken arms everywhere.
How could this be?
Even though Wen Liang and Xie Wuhe have been the masters of the temple for many years, they have been accustomed to strong winds and waves, but this scene in front of them still makes them afraid.
...
Among the dozens killed, there are several elders in Thunder Palace and Wulianggu.
At a glance, Wen Liang was just a few people Xie Wuhe knew.