Chapter 2069 The Super Brave Wushan

Latest website: High in the sky, fifteen creatures revealed their true forms.

Some are intertwined and soar into the sky.

Some are like a rugged mountain peak.

Some are just blobs of viscous blue liquid.

Others were a faint black flame.

Among them, the one with the most normal style of painting is a two-headed human-faced scorpion from the scorpion tribe.

These sixteen creatures are all Holy Lords.

The entire Feixian Sect has become a mess because many people have recognized it.

"Alliance of Hundred Clans!"

"Why did they come suddenly?"

"The Holy Lord of Zanghe of the Poison Spirit Tribe! The number one master of hundreds of tribes!"

"Holy Lord Wood Spirit and the leader of the Wood Clan are here too!"

"Holy Lord Iron Rock..."

"I heard the news two days ago. It seems that our Head Jiang has offended many Holy Lords."

"You're not here to seek revenge, are you?"

"Sixteen Holy Lords are finished. They will definitely not be able to defeat them."

Most of the disciples of Feixian Sect have only recently joined, especially the disciples of the first branch, who have no loyalty at all.

When the sixteen Holy Lords came to attack them fiercely, many disciples turned around and ran away.

In just a few moments, hundreds of thousands of disciples fled in all directions.

Duan Feng couldn't help but shake his head again, his eyes filled with contempt and disdain.

"Tsk, tsk, when disaster strikes, we all fly away. Does this Feixian Sect deserve to be called a sect?"

Duan Yi, Duan Qian and others quietly came to his side.

As Holy Lords, they are strong enough and of course they will not run away.

"Unexpectedly, Zang'e actually took the initiative to kill him."

"And he also brought 16 of the only 18 Holy Lords in the Hundred Clans Alliance."

"This can be considered a master's performance."

"Yes, the Alliance of Hundreds of Clans is not a sect. It is rare for them to be so united."

Duan Jue gloated, "Isn't it all thanks to Jiang Cheng who offended them all to death?"

At this time, the leader of the Poison Spirit Clan, Holy Lord Zanghe, raised his hand and waved.

The entire Feixianmen was shrouded in a blue halo.

Affected by the halo, some Taoist-level disciples only felt sore and weak, and even the immortal power in their bodies withered.

"Jiang Cheng, get out of here and die!"

"It's time to pay back the last grudge!"

Hearing that these Holy Lords were really evil, many people in the Feixian Sect below were panicked.

"No, they are actually here to seek revenge?"

"Why did Master Jiang offend them?"

"Don't worry about offending me, just run away! Otherwise, you won't be affected."

"Isn't Master Jiang very powerful..."

"No matter how powerful you are, you can't stop the sixteen Holy Lords!"

When Brother Cheng, who was busy practicing, put the elixir back into the storage ring and broke out, more than half of the more than three million people had already escaped.

The first branch hall was almost empty.

Even in the inner and outer sects, there are some disciples who are not optimistic about it and have also chosen to leave the sect.

Such loyalty is simply tearful.

"The Feixianmen has come to an end."

Duan Yi looked at the sky in front of him. On one side were sixteen holy masters with fierce flames.

There were only Jiang Cheng and Wu Shan on one side.

This comparison is really huge, and the ending is self-evident.

"No, not necessarily."

Duan Bao shook his head solemnly.

"The last time Jiang Cheng killed the Three Saints on his own, who can say that he didn't hide his clumsiness?"

"This person has clearly offended so many Holy Lords, but he still dares to openly stay in Feixianmen. This is really strange."

"When things go wrong, there must be a monster. He must have someone to rely on, so he is so confident!"

Duan Yi, Duan Qian and others could not help but nod in agreement.

"Then we want to go up and help Zange and the others?"

"As long as we join, there will be 28 Holy Masters."

"Even if Jiang Cheng is a saint, facing such a battle, he may not be able to escape unscathed!"

Duan Feng waved his hand, "No, let's just wait and see what happens."

"The Alliance of Hundreds of Clans is not our friend, it's just that this time we have a common enemy, Jiang Cheng."

"It's better to let them both lose first."

"Then if we take action, we might be able to solve these two major disasters in one fell swoop!"

All the elders of Jinhan Sect were sincerely convinced.

"As expected of the leader, he is really far-sighted!"

"Then let's just sit on the mountain and watch the tiger fight!"

While they were plotting here, Brother Cheng had already flown to the field.

He had expected that Zang'e and others would come to kill him, so he didn't bother to communicate with them.

Just as he was about to draw his sword to fight, Wushan stood boldly in front of him.

"You bunch of chickens and dogs, how dare you come to invade my Feixian Sect, you really don't know how to live or die!"

"Is this where you can come?"

"Don't even think about what you are!"

He was yelling and cursing, not to mention the sixteen holy masters opposite, even Jiang Cheng, who was trying to show off, was a little dumbfounded.

I still remember that when I first arrived in the Youmu Clan territory, I just met a few Taoist Gods from the Vine Clan, and the old man smiled apologetically to show that he did not dare to offend.

Why have you suddenly become so brave now?

Could it be that he has been promoted to a saint?

The Holy Lord of Zange, whose appearance is just a ball of blue goo, is constantly changing his form, as if he is looking up and down at Wushan in surprise.

"Are you the Holy Lord?"

"What? Are you scared?"

The source of Wushan's confidence is naturally Ling.

The thought of an ancient sage sitting here made his spine stiffen.

Unless the righteous god attacks, Feixianmen is the safest place in the entire Xianwu Continent.

He is just afraid that others will not come to attack, so come and send a group of people away!

"To tell you the truth, I am not a saint."

"But so what? If you have the ability, just try it!"

Everyone looked at each other, confused for a moment as to what was going on in his mind.

Are you so crazy if you are not a saint?

Chang Yang, Chang Ling and others below couldn't help but look anxious.

"Master, he won't be sick at this time, right?"

"That's not the case. Even if he gets sick, he won't be stupid."

Zange slowly opened his holy world.

"Really? Then we really have to try it."

"I want to see what trump card you, Wushan, have!"

The fifteen holy masters of various races beside him also followed suit and spread out the holy world, covering Wushan inside.

Although the opponent has not yet taken action, Wushan has already felt the terrible pressure.

The atmosphere of the surrounding world is sometimes chaotic and sometimes stagnant.

It's like a world-destroying natural disaster is coming.

At the same time, being shrouded in the sixteenth level of the holy world, Wushan suffered the influence of sixteen kinds of Tao, and even his own holy world was difficult to use.

However, he was not panicked.

Instead, he twitched his eyebrows provocatively.

"What are you doing? Do you want to destroy our entire Feixian Sect?"

"So what?"

Wu Shan deliberately shouted exaggeratedly, "Aren't you too cruel? You actually plan to kill everyone in the Feixian Sect, leaving no chickens or dogs behind?"

Zange didn't understand why he asked such nonsense.

In fact, he didn't originally plan to kill everyone in Feixian Sect, otherwise, he wouldn't have ignored the defecting disciples.

But since Wushan asked this question, he naturally showed no weakness.

"Otherwise? If I want to blame you, just blame Jiang Cheng. It was he who dragged you into the abyss!"