A life of meritorious deeds starting from Thunderbolt

"Report!! Luo Hou is here to kill me!!" The soldier covered in blood rushed to Gongsun Mingsheng and others and shouted in shock.

"I see it!" As soon as the soldier arrived, Gongsun Mingsheng and others saw the shining golden figure of Luo Hu.

I saw Luo Hou holding the Jidu sword in his hand, taking one step at a time, entering the Western Wulin Alliance army camp as if he was in a deserted land. The tens of thousands of troops were like being cut grass, being harvested piece by piece by the unstoppable sword light.

Even if someone at the general level went up there, they would still not be able to withstand a single blow.

The futile death, the demon-like enemy, and the nerves of the West Wulin Alliance army are about to collapse.

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

"Earlier, the leader sent a message, and now I am afraid that they are attacking Qiluo City. Luohou came suddenly, and we were unprepared. The three leaders were afraid that they would not be able to catch up. Now we can only withdraw our troops and plan for the long term." The saints and sages were calm and calm.

Although Luo Hou's power is unstoppable at this moment, he still looks like he possesses wisdom on the surface, which is very convincing to ordinary people.

"That's all we can do now." Upon hearing this, Gongsun Mingsheng immediately issued a retreat order and then ran away quietly.

Once the alliance leader left, the remaining members of the alliance, each with their own plans, would naturally not be stupid enough to end their lives for others. They followed Gongsun Mingsheng's footsteps and ran away.

In order to buy enough time to escape, Gongsun Mingsheng's withdrawal order was not conveyed to the former troops who were already entangled with Luo Hou. The purpose was nothing more than to use these tens of thousands of lives to delay Luo Hou's footsteps.

And the tens of thousands of people in the front army were not fools. Seeing corpses falling to the ground from living people, with fewer and fewer colleagues around them, they were greatly stimulated and eager to get reinforcements from the rear army.

But when some of them discovered that the army behind them had already fled, the tens of thousands of troops who had already reached the end of their strength could no longer hold on any longer. They began to rout and fled across the mountains and plains, away from the demonic god who was killing people like mowing grass.

"Kill!!" How could the loud commotion at the Xiwulin Alliance camp be hidden from the Tiandu army nearby.

When Fan Li arrived with tens of thousands of troops, he chased and killed the Xiwulin Alliance men who were desperately trying to escape.

After defeating tens of thousands of soldiers, Luo Hou had no intention of giving up. He dragged his Jidu knife backwards and chased Gongsun Mingsheng and others in the direction of their escape.

…

At the granary at the rear of Xiwulin Camp, Dao Wuhou looked solemnly at the Alliance troops passing by in panic.

The granary had already been looted by several waves of unknown alliance figures. Except for the grain and grass that Dao Wuhou had escorted here before, the granary had been almost emptied.

"Master, what should we do now?" Dao Wuji said while scanning the surroundings vigilantly. You must know that there are already more than ten waves of people trying to get their food and grass. If it weren't for the strength of Dao Wuhou and Dao Wuji,

No, their food and grass would have been taken away long ago.

"It seems that the alliance has been defeated..." Dao Wuhou's expression changed, and he thought over and over in his mind. He wanted to think carefully about how to gain benefits from this war.

"It's just a little food and grass, it's not enough to survive in this world." Dao Wuhou's eyes bloomed with a captivating light.

"Master, we are from Tiandu!" Dao Wuji beside him suddenly pointed forward and shouted.

"The people from Tiandu have already come here?!" Dao Wuhou took a look, and sure enough, a group of Tiandu soldiers shot out from the mountain road ahead and rushed into the panicked Alliance members. They were not many in number.

It set off a bloody storm.

"Heaven is coming to kill you!!"

"Run away!!" The Alliance troops, who had already received reports from senior figures to flee in advance, had no intention of fighting at this moment and were just running away.

"As long as I run faster than others, then the people in Tiandu will only kill those who run slower, and I can take the opportunity to escape..." People with this idea abound, and they have lost the power of being the leader.

No matter how many people there are, they are just lambs to be slaughtered.

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

"Tiandu Cao cares about human life. How can I, Dao Wuhou, not save my life? Everyone will follow me to kill!!" Dao Wuji waved his hand and Dao Wuji was the first to rush out, followed by dozens of his subordinates.

"There are not many people in Tiandu, and there are no good hands. Your lives can be used by me." Dao Wuhou, who was following behind his men, had a pair of eyes flashing on his upright face.

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

The name Dao Wuhou was also noted by the people of the West Wulin Alliance who were present, and began to spread.

…

I don't know how long it took, but when Jun Moxie opened his eyes, what he saw was a gray-haired old man holding a small needle and poking him on his body.

"You are!" Jun Moxie was about to stand up under conditioned reflex, but found that he could not move, and pain continued to spread throughout his body.

"You're awake." Yu Qingjue said at the right time.

"Yu Qingjue? What's going on with me?" Jun Moxie blurted out and asked.

"Obviously, you were seriously injured. I found a doctor for you." Yu Qingjue sat on the couch in the room, drinking tea.

"Did you save me?" Jun Moxie asked doubtfully. It shouldn't be. Can Yu Qingjue defeat the leaders of the three religions? Or two?

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

"Luo Hou? He's back!" Jun Moxie was overjoyed and asked hurriedly, "Where is he now?"

"He left as early as ten days ago," Yu Qing Absolute Jun Moxie said, "Then I received news that Luo Hou was declaring war on the entire West Wulin forces, setting off a raging war."

"Alas, this battle is inevitable." Jun Moxie sighed.

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

"In the endless flames of war, it is the common people who suffer." Yu Qingjue's tone was very serious.

"In prosperity, the people suffer, in death, the people suffer..." Jun Moxie said with deep feeling.

"In prosperity, people suffer, in death, people suffer..." Yu Qingjue's eyes lit up, "I didn't expect you to say such philosophical words."

"Oh, I have so many similar words, even ten Yu Qingjue can't compare to one Jun Moxie." Jun Moxie said confidently.

"Haha, for a shameless boaster like you, I, Yu Qingjue, really can't compare to you." Yu Qingjue shook his head and laughed.

"By the way, where are my subordinates and my maid? How...are they doing?" Jun Moxie asked in a low voice.

"...Your maid is still alive and is next door." Yu Qingjue replied.

"I understand, thank you..." Jun Moxie closed his eyes, and his mind was completely empty at this moment.