Emperor Jiuyin

Wu Zhixiu was abolished, the sect was destroyed, and there was no chance for a comeback. He was so desperate that nothing mattered to him now.

Wu Zhi said with a dull look: "I actually have another identity."

"What's your identity?" Li Hanxue asked.

"I am actually the deputy master of Chen Pavilion."

"What!"

Li Hanxue was shocked when he heard this, and suddenly felt that something was wrong.

The Demonic Martial Sect is divided into three veins, the Heavenly Meridian, the Demonic Meridian, and the Human Meridian, and the Human Meridian is divided into the four major pavilions of Xingxu Chenhuang.

Chen Pavilion was one of the pavilions. Li Hanxue had made many assumptions, but he never expected that Wu Zhi's true identity was actually a person with connections to Chen Pavilion, and he was also the deputy pavilion master.

Li Hanxue originally thought that the network was a whole, and even if the forces were scattered, they would not attack and frame each other. However, the reality was far from what he thought.

"It seems that this branch of the Mowu Sect's network is not peaceful either, and is full of vicious fights."

"Did the master of Chen Pavilion instruct you to do everything along the way?" Li Hanxue continued to interrogate.

Wu Zhi nodded: "The master of the pavilion said that as long as I can stop the Huangge from moving south, he will have a way to slowly encroach on the Huangge. After that, I will have the opportunity to become the next leader of the Huangge."

Li Hanxue sneered: "Your pavilion master's appetite is too big. Want to annex Huang Pavilion? Even if he comes in person, he may not be able to succeed. He actually sent you to do such a stupid thing, stupid!"

Li Hanxue knocked Wu Zhi unconscious and flew straight towards Jian Hancheng.

At this time, Ji Xiangtian and Su Xun led a large team to station fifteen miles away from Jianhan City. The heavy rain that fell all night finally stopped.

More than 90,000 Huangge disciples were scattered in all directions, and the surrendered disciples of the Poison Dragon Sect were already being closely guarded.

There were dozens of tents around, all of them filled with refugees from Jianhan City.

Li Hanxue took Wu Zhi and landed in a large tent. Su Xun, Ji Xiangtian, Ji Ping and other masters were in this tent.

When everyone saw Li Hanxue's return, they stood up to greet him.

"Congratulations to the Pavilion Master on his triumphant return!"

"No need to be polite." Li Hanxue waved his hand and said, "How is the current situation in Hancheng?"

Su Xun said: "I see that Hancheng has been submerged by poisonous gas, and all living creatures within ten miles have been wiped out. I am afraid it is now a dead city."

"Where is Han Ming? Is he alive or dead now?"

"Commander Han, why don't you come out and see the master of the pavilion?" Ji Ping said with a smile.

Han Ming staggered out. He was covered in injuries, but luckily he was not dead.

"Lord Pavilion Master!" Han Ming burst into tears, "Thank you Pavilion Master for saving my life."

Han Ming knew that if Li Hanxue had not warned him before leaving, he would have been submerged in the poisonous gas and died in the west.

"We are all Huangge brothers. Just be fine." Li Hanxue said again, "How are the people in Hancheng settling down?"

"The people in Jianhan City have been evacuated safely, but now Jianhan City has become a dead city with poisonous gas everywhere. It will be difficult to move in within a few years. As a result, they have all become refugees and have no home." Su Xun said.

"This matter..." Li Hanxue muttered, "I will instruct people to handle this matter. All Huangge disciples have unique skills. I will send a thousand people to stay here to help these refugees rebuild the new city. As for the funding issue, Dulong Zong has been in Jianhan City for nearly a thousand years, so he must have left a huge amount of wealth, and we, Huangge, don’t have to pay for it ourselves.”

After Li Hanxue had everything settled, he asked someone to count the number of people.

In this battle, Huangge disciples lost 2,000 people and captured nearly 10,000 Poison Dragon Sect disciples. Of course, most of the elites had been killed in the battle. Only 2,000 people had good combat power, and only a few were left. Outer disciples, registered disciples, and even newcomers who just joined the Poison Dragon Sect and don't know anything.

Li Hanxue summoned all Huangge disciples. He held Wu Zhi, stood in the air and said loudly: "You must all know this person, right? This person is Commander Wu Zhiwu. He also has another identity, that is, the young master of the Poison Dragon Sect. , he betrayed our Huangge, killed important members of the Barbarian Elephant Department, and deliberately framed the Huangge, causing us to be obstructed in every possible way by the Barbarian Elephant Department, and a hundred brothers were killed, all because of this person. , what do you think should be done with this person? "

"kill!"

"kill!"

"kill!"

Ji Xiangtian and Su Xun's brothers all shouted for death.

Ji Ping's men were equally indignant, but some of them chose to remain silent. After all, Wu Zhi had led them for decades and had some feelings.

Most of the people shouted for death. Li Hanxue followed everyone's wishes and swung his sword. Wu Zhi's head fell to the ground immediately.

Ji Ping sighed, with a complicated look on his face.

Ji Xiangtian patted Ji Ping's shoulder: "Old Ji, why bother sighing? This guy deserves to die."

Later, Li Hanxue asked people to rest in place for a day, heal their wounds, discuss rewards, and settle the people, without detailing them one by one.

Li Hanxue looked at Jianhan City filled with purple mist, feeling a little melancholy in her heart.

In this battle, the number of people killed on both sides plus the dead people was at least 50,000.

In just one city battle, there were so many casualties, and there was no telling how many more lives would be sacrificed in the subsequent battles.

Li Hanxue sighed rarely.

At this time, Su Xun came over from behind and also saw Hancheng.

"Mr. Su, how much do you know about the master of Chen Pavilion?" Li Hanxue asked.

Su Xun's eyes were strange: "Why does the Pavilion Master ask this question?"

Li Hanxue said solemnly: "Wu Zhi told me that he is actually the deputy leader of Chen Pavilion. The reason why our Huang Pavilion had so many bumps and bruises in its migration to the south was all instructed by the leader of Chen Pavilion."

Su Xun's face instantly became solemn when he heard it. With his wisdom, he would understand what this meant.

After a long time, Su Xun said: "Chen Pavilion has rarely interacted with our Huang Pavilion. The identity of the leader of Chen Pavilion is even more mysterious. He rarely shows up in public. I have only met this person once. This person has a very high cultivation level. Fifty years ago, his cultivation level had reached the peak of the Huangwu Realm. Now that so much time has passed, he is very likely to have cultivated into a Saint King."

"Saint King!" Li Hanxue's heart trembled, "I didn't expect to be targeted by such a person."

"The leader of the pavilion doesn't need to worry. Although the four pavilions of Xingxiu, Chenhuang are not in harmony, there are many internal struggles in secret. But the leader of Chen Pavilion should not dare to act recklessly. He dare not do such a thing as attacking Huang Pavilion personally." Su Xun said.

"What do you mean?" Li Hanxue asked in confusion.

"Our four pavilions are not completely autonomous. We are still restricted by the Lord of Connections. Under normal circumstances, the Lord of Connections will not appear, but once the four pavilions are facing a catastrophe, or the internal fighting is too excessive, the Lord of Connections will send experts to suppress the war. If the Pavilion Master of Chen Pavilion openly attacks the Huang Pavilion, it will definitely anger the Lord of Connections. Even if he has the cultivation of a Saint King, he dare not act rashly in front of the Lord of Connections." Su Xun said.

"I see."

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