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Chapter 155 Undercurrent

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Divine Soldier Valley, Inner Island, Sect Hall.

"Tsk~"

The lights were lit one after another, and the hall was as bright as day.

Feng Zhong came quickly from outside the hall with a solemn expression. Inside the hall, a group of elders, chiefs, and protectors of the sect had all arrived.

Jing Shuhu was sitting on the upper left corner, holding a letter in his hand, his brows furrowed, while the other elders also had their faces as dark as water and did not say a word.

"close the door!"

Feng Zhong looked around at everyone and saw that everyone was here, so he ordered the door of the hall to be closed.

"The Sanyuanwu army is marching towards Zhelongfu City. By early spring, they will be able to reach the city!"

Feng Zhong was already sitting on the right side, with a serious look on his face: "Sanyuanwu's move is most likely to intimidate the Valley Master into giving up the Qianjun Cave that destroys the entire clan."

The hall was very quiet, with only his voice and the sound of candles burning.

"What does the owner of the valley mean?"

An elder spoke, breaking the solemn atmosphere, and the others also looked at Feng Zhongji.

The Valley Master and the five elders of the inner sect are not here. The one with the highest status is Feng Zhongjie, the head of the eight elders of the outer sect.

The Valley of Soldiers is not included in the inner and outer gates.

"What the owner means."

Feng Zhong paused slightly and looked at Jing Shuhu. The latter put down the letter raft, pondered for a while, and said:

"Qianjun Cave is defeated, victory is imminent, the Valley Master will not withdraw his troops, and the old... Elder Han will not come back."

As soon as he opened his mouth, a pin drop could be heard in the hall, and the expressions of many elders and protectors changed.

"Although Sanyuanwu is not as good as our Divine Weapon Valley, there are still many masters. If the Valley Master and the others are not here, how can we resist?"

An elder from the outer sect could not hold back his anger: "Now that Sanyuanwu has taken action, Liexue Mountain will never stand by and watch."

"Master Young Valley, Elder Qiu will lead thousands of people from Camp B to come back for reinforcements."

Fengzhong had already glanced at Sun Zan, who was sitting in the corner. The latter felt nervous and nodded hurriedly: "Master Shao Gu has sent a message. He has already left. He will be back in a month at most."

"It's fine if the Valley Master doesn't come back, won't even Elder Han come back?"

All the elders and protectors were a little out of sorts.

Among the four major sects in Huizhou, Shenbing Valley is the strongest, but it cannot resist the strength of the three major sects.

At this time, many people were talking about Han Chuijun. Compared with Qiu Zhengxiong, that evil star was needed more at this time.

"No one from Sanyuanwu has come yet, everyone is worried about this, worried about that, and is afraid of bird eggs!"

Lei Jingchuan slammed the table: "If you dare to come to Sanyuanwu, then fight! I don't believe they can still come out in full force!"

"good!"

Some elders nodded in agreement:

"With Liexue Mountain on its side, Sanyuanwu definitely doesn't dare to rush out. We only have to resist for a while, and when the Valley Master destroys Qianjun Cave, he can even destroy Sanyuanwu with his backhand!"

"good!"

"good!"

Lei Jingchuan spoke, and many people immediately echoed loudly. During this period of time, the sect was in turmoil, and many people were holding back their anger.

Someone spoke, and the hall suddenly became noisy with all kinds of discussions and speculations.

Feng Zhong already had a bad look on his face. He shouted several times to calm down the noise. His eyes swept over and landed on Jing Shuhu and the only armored old man in the hall.

The armored old man was tall and burly, with a beard all over his face. He was holding his helmet and closing his eyes. The old god was there.

This person is none other than Duan Musheng, the commander of the Y-zi battalion of the Divine Guards.

"What does Commander Duanmu think should be done?"

The wind has spoken.

The three thousand divine guards in the Divine Soldier Valley are all elite members of the sect. They are the commander of a battalion. Their martial arts status is no less than that of him and Jing Shuhu.

"Recruit people, expand the army, offer rewards, shrink the power, use the city as the boundary, and wait for the Valley Master to return in victory."

Duanmusheng opened his eyes and said in a low tone: "Sect wars should not be like this. Is there anything to discuss?"

The Divine Guards only have 3,000 people, and the C-shaped battalion only has 1,000 people, but all the soldiers are the elite of the sect.

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