"Report!! Luo Hou is here to kill him!" The blood-stained soldier rushed to Gongsun Mingsheng and others, shouting in shock.

"See!" As soon as the soldier arrived, Luo Hou's golden figure appeared in the sight of Gongsun Mingsheng and others.

Luo Hu held the Jidu sword in his hand, and took one step at a time, entering the military camp of the Western Wulin Alliance Army as if he was entering an uninhabited realm. Tens of thousands of troops were like being mowed grass, being harvested one by one by the unstoppable sword light. Even if a general-level person goes up, he will still not be able to get a knife.

Ineffective death, the enemy like a demon, and the nerves of the Western Wulin Alliance army are about to collapse.

"Sir, where are the three leaders? Where are they now?!" At this critical moment, Gongsun Mingshen, who had spent a lot of effort, immediately found the contact person of Confucianism and the sages here.

"The leader had a message earlier, but now he is afraid he is attacking Qiluo City. Luohu came suddenly. We were not prepared. The three leaders were afraid that they could not catch up. Now we can only withdraw our troops and make plans for the long term." The sages were calm. Although they saw that Luohu's power was unstoppable, they still looked like they were holding a wise bead, which convinced ordinary people.

"This is all that is the only way." Gongsun Mingsheng immediately issued a retreat order when he heard this, and then ran away quietly.

Once the leader left, the remaining members of the alliance, who had their own plans, would naturally not be so stupid as to do something to cut off the enemy for others. They followed Gongsun Mingsheng's steps and scattered their way.

In order to gain enough time for running away, Gongsun Mingsheng's order to withdraw troops did not convey to the front army that had been entangled with Luo Hu. The purpose was nothing more than to delay Luo Hu's pace with these tens of thousands of lives.

The tens of thousands of people in the front army were not fools. Seeing the living people producing corpses and slumping to the ground, there were fewer and fewer colleagues around them. They were greatly stimulated by their spirits and desperately wanted to get reinforcements from the rear army.

When some of them found that the army behind had run away, tens of thousands of people, who were already at the end of their power, could not hold on anymore. They began to defeat and flee around the mountains and fields, away from the demon god who killed people like mowed grass.

"Kill!!" How could the shocking news in the Xiwulin Alliance camp be hidden from the Tiandu army nearby?

When Fan Li arrived with tens of thousands of troops, he chased and fought desperately from the Western Wulin Alliance.

After defeating tens of thousands of soldiers, Luo Hu had no intention of stopping. He dragged Ji Du Dao backwards and chased him towards Gongsun Mingsheng and others' escape.

...

In the granary behind the Xiwulin Camp, Dao Wuhou looked at the alliance troops passing by in a panic look with a serious expression.

The granary has been robbed by several unfamous alliance figures. Except for the food and supplies that Dao Wuhou brought him to him before, the granary has been almost emptied.

"Master, what should we do now?" Dao Wuji said, while scanning the surroundings with vigilance. You should know that there were already a dozen people who had the idea of ​​fighting them with food and grass. If Dao Wuhou and Dao Wuji were not bad at all, their food and grass would have been taken away long ago.

"It seems that the alliance was defeated..." Dao Wuhou's face changed, and he repeatedly weighed it in his heart. He had to think carefully about how to get benefits in this battle.

"It's just a little food and grass, but I can't gain a foothold in this world." A striking light burst out from the eyes of the sword Wuhou.

"Master, you are a man from Tiandu!" Dao Wuji next to him suddenly pointed ahead and shouted.

"The people from Tiandu have come here?" Dao Wuhou looked at it and indeed a group of Tiandu soldiers broke out from the mountain road ahead, rushing into the panic-ridden alliance troops. The small number of them caused a bloody storm.

"Heaven is here!!"

"Escape quickly!" The alliance members who had already received high-level figures ran away early were no longer fighting, and were just running away.

"As long as I run faster than others, the people in Tiandu will only kill those who run slower, and I can take the opportunity to run away..." There are many people who have this idea. No matter how many people lose the leader, they are just lambs to be slaughtered.

"Master!!" Dao Wuji looked at Dao Wuhou eagerly, and he couldn't wait to show his strength.

"Heavenly cares about human life. How can I, Dao Wuhou, not save me when I die? Everyone will follow me to kill me!" Dao Wu waved his back, Dao Wuji was the first to rush out, and dozens of subordinates followed closely.

"There are not many people in heaven, and there are no good people. Your lives can be used for me." Dao Wuhou, who was following his subordinates, had a shimmering face, and his eyes flashed.

As Dao Wuhou joined the battle, this small-scale battle gradually came to an end.

The name of the Queen of Dao Wu was also recorded by the people of the Xiwulin League present and began to spread.

...

I don’t know how long it took, when Jun Moye opened his eyes, he saw an old man with white hair pinched a small needle and poked him.

"You are!" Jun Moye was about to get up under conditioned reflex, but he found that he could not move, and pain was constantly coming from all over his body.

"You are awake." Yu Qingjue said at the right time.

"Yu Qingjue? What's the situation with me?" Jun Moye blurted out.

"It's obvious that you were seriously injured, so I'll find a doctor for you." Yu Qingjue sat on the couch in the room, drinking tea.

"You saved me?" Jun Moye asked in confusion. It shouldn't be, could Yu Qingjue beat the leader of the three sects? Or two?

"No, it's Luo Hou." Yu Qingjue shook his head and said.

"Luohu? He is back!" Jun Moye was happy and asked hurriedly, "Where is he now?"

"He left ten days ago," said Yuqing's absolute lord Moye, "and then I received the news that Luo Hou was declaring war on the entire Western Wulin forces, setting off a huge war."

"Oh, this battle is inevitable." Jun Moye sighed.

This is a confrontation between new and old forces, and war is inevitable. Only the winner can enjoy the fruits of controlling the entire Western Wulin.

"In the boundless war, the common people are suffering." Yu Qingjue's tone was very heavy.

"The people are suffering, the people are suffering, the people are suffering..." Jun Moye said with deep emotion.

"Rise, the people suffer, the people suffer, the people suffer..." Yu Qingjue's eyes lit up, "I didn't expect you to say such philosophical words."

"Ha, I have so many similar words. Even ten Yuqingjue can't compare to one Jun Moye." Jun Moye said confidently.

"Ha, I, Yu Qingjue, who is as shameless as you, is really not as good as me." Yu Qingjue shook his head and laughed.

"By the way, are my subordinates and my maids? What's wrong with them?" Jun Moye asked in a low voice.

"...Your maid is still alive, right next door." Yu Qingjue replied.
Chapter completed!