Chapter 782 (1/2)
Yun Changqing's obstruction made everyone stop, and her eyebrows were even more tightly frowned.
Just now, Liu Wentian and Gu Fanxing fought at the same time, which almost forced the wanjian pavilion to a desperate situation. Just when everyone was frustrated, Brahma offered a legendary ancient sword, which startled the sky with a sword, and completely reversed the situation.
They were about to take advantage of the situation to pursue, but Yun Changqing stopped and blocked their way. Such a move obviously attracted people's dissatisfaction and held a sullen breath in their hearts.
Van Wuchen's eyes were gloomy, and he said coldly: ”cloud evergreen, get out of my way immediately. Don't stop us from killing the enemy leader. Today, the ancient star sect will perish.”
”The master of the pavilion is holding a legendary sword. No one can stop him. If he does not pursue him now, he will only let the tiger return to the mountain!” Another one began to shout, his voice full of anger.
When Yun Changqing heard these angry words, his heart was extremely sad and sent out a heavy sigh.
Then, he looked at the front of the Vatican without robbery, cold eyes on his body, it is clear that the Vatican without robbery is not full of cloud evergreen practice.
”Lord, please listen to me.” Yun Changqing took a deep breath, the helpless color on his face was no longer, and became particularly dignified and solemn, bearing the cold eyes of all people in silence.
”The arrival of the ancient star sect not only gathered 130000 experts, but also quickly arranged the 28 stars array. It was astonishing that they were prepared. The chaos war just now also proved this point, and they could feel the ferocity in their hearts.”
Yun Changqing looked directly at fan WuJie and said: ”the master of the pavilion is indeed incomparable with one enemy and two swords. However, the details of the other side should not be underestimated. After the scuffle just now, the wanjian Pavilion suffered heavy casualties, and the outer gate was almost destroyed. Only 40000 people were left. Looking back at the ancient star sect, there are still 80000 people. If you continue to pursue and kill, you will surely attract the other party And fight to the death. ”
As he said this, Yun Changqing looked at the disciples of wanjian Pavilion around him and continued: ”the twenty-eight constellations array is good at positional warfare. We rush forward rashly, and before we get close to each other, we will increase casualties. At that time, even if we can win, we will only win miserably. What is the significance of this result?”
The crowd are staring at the cloud evergreen, their eyes slightly a coagulation, coincidentally to see the Vatican without robbery.
”I agree with the suggestion of Changqing sword master.” At this time, Tang yunhuan's voice sounded leisurely. She went to Yun Changqing's side and said, ”at this moment, the wanjian Pavilion is more injured than hurt. It's not suitable to continue fighting. I hope the pavilion master will think twice.”
When she finished speaking, Lei Yuanguang and Su lengliu also stood up. They were four people with burning eyes in their eyes. They nodded at him heavily and did not want him to pursue him.
After the scuffle just now, the outer gate of wanjian pavilion was almost destroyed. All the people who survived were outstanding Jiange disciples.
These disciples were all cultivated by the painstaking efforts of passing on their merits. To the four sword masters, they were just like their own children. How could they be willing to let them die.
As they said, if wanjian Pavilion continues to pursue and kill, the result may be won, but it is also a tragic victory. On the contrary, if we retreat without fighting, although the ancient star sect will escape safely, the loss of wanjian Pavilion will be the least.
Fanwujie looked at the four sword masters coldly, glanced at them, and then looked at the people of the ancient clan who were gradually disappearing. He enunciated: ”today's World War I is related to the reputation of wanjian Pavilion for thousands of years. How can we give up halfway? Those who hinder me will die!”
As soon as his voice dropped, a frenzied breath burst out, carrying the legendary sword of Jingtian, he directly pressed the four people and flew them out easily.
Puff, puff, puff!
Four red blood pillars were spitting out of their mouths and finally fell on the ground. But without looking at them, he turned around and his hand had just been raised. In front of him, there was once again a rickety figure of Yun Changqing.
At this time, he was stained with mottled blood, and the wind touched him, which made his figure more rickety. His turbid eyes slowly lifted up and said, ”if two tigers fight, both sides will lose. Although wanjian pavilion's thousand year reputation is important, compared with it, the inheritance of wanjian pavilion's incense is more important.”