Grassroots Immortality

When Murong Zhantian brought Lin Xian to the square, he saw all the monks of Kaitian Sect.

Although the number of disciples was still pitifully small, Murong Zhantian still smiled slightly and said to all the monks of Kaitian Sect: "After this battle, our Kaitian Sect has finally risen again! Don't worry, everyone, we, Kaitian Sect, will win this battle." !”

After hearing Murong Zhantian's words, those who were pessimistic also changed their minds slightly.

Many monks also knew that the sect leader was trying to boost morale, but the original eleven disciples of the Kaitian Sect all looked confident of victory and did not show a trace of worry.

After about half an hour, Lin Xian saw a flying boat in the sky in the distance, heading quickly towards the direction of Kaitian Sect.

In less than a cup of tea, the flying boat reached the sky above Kaitian Sect and slowly landed on the ground.

After the flying boat landed, Hongda and ten others appeared near the square, with no more and no less behind them, a total of thirty disciples!

Seeing such a formation, Murong Zhantian looked calm.

"Fellow Daoist Hong, we haven't seen each other for many years. What's the important thing for us to come to our Kaitian Sect today? It's not like he saw that our Kaitian Sect was about to cut off the inheritance and sent us a genius disciple, right?"

Hearing Murong Zhantian's words, Hongda smiled slightly and replied: "Fellow Taoist Murong is too modest. Your Kaitian Sect is so powerful, how can you cut off the inheritance? The new disciple named Lin killed him all the way. Tianzong stole the show."

"On this trip, my sect also came here because of his reputation. I heard that the disciple named Lin was extraordinary. The younger generations of these sects also admired me very much. They came to bother me every day and wanted to fight with that disciple. I I’m so troubled that I have no choice but to agree, and I’d better ask fellow Taoist Murong not to refuse!”

Hearing Hong Da's words, Murong Zhantian chuckled and said, "That's it! It must be that my Kaitian Sect's Qi skills have not yet been exhausted, but I have recruited such a talented disciple! Killing the geniuses of each major sect is like chopping a melon. Cutting vegetables is easy. ”

"Fellow Daoist Hong, I think your thirty disciples may not be enough for my disciple to warm up. Do you want to consider adding more?"

After hearing Murong Zhantian's words, Hong Da's face gradually turned gloomy, and other sect leaders also had ugly faces.

"Murong Zhantian, you don't need to waste your efforts to provoke us and make us do things that break the rules. You don't need to be so stubborn. Our sect's challenge is in line with the rules. If you want to break the rules, let us fight to the death. , then there’s nothing I can do!”

"However, Hong can tell you for sure that if you break the rules, not a single disciple of your Kaitian Sect will survive, and your Kaitian Sect will no longer exist. As for you and Yang Dingtian, maybe you can survive, maybe you can It’s very possible to meet your ancestors!”

Hearing Hong Da's words, Murong Zhantian smiled slightly, but it didn't look like what Hong Da said.

I saw Murong Zhantian looking relaxed and confident, not angry at all.

"Fellow Daoist Hong is serious. As long as you abide by the rules, I will not break them. Although our Kaitian Sect has only a hundred or so disciples, it is still on the rise. I believe that after this battle, our Kaitian Sect will definitely rise."

"At that time, I believe you are the ones considering breaking the rules, but I, Murong Zhantian, am not afraid of any challenge. As long as you dare to break the rules, I will risk my life and let you wait for the sect to open the Tianzong for me. The disciples were buried with him!”

Here, Murong Zhantian's face is determined, sonorous and powerful, shocking!

"Murong Zhantian, you have a good idea. Your body, which is about to run out of life, is worthy of our war? I, Hongda, swear here in the name of the Vajra Sect that as long as you and Yang Dingtian abide by the rules, Even if you both run out of life and die, our sect will not do anything detrimental to Kaitian Sect!"

"However, if you two dare to break the rules first, none of your Kaitian disciples will be left alive! The Kaitian Sect's mountain gate will also cease to exist!"

From Hongda's words, it was obvious that when it came to breaking the rules, they were really afraid that the two of them would do something strange before they died.

"Okay! Since Fellow Daoist Hong is so loyal, I, Murong Zhantian, also swear by the ancestors of Kaitian Sect, as long as you don't break the previous agreement, Junior Brother Yang and I will not break the agreement first even if we exhaust our lifespan. If we break the agreement, we will not break the agreement first." This oath is abandoned by both humans and gods!”

Both sides were worried that the other party would be the first to break the contract, so before the decisive battle, they strengthened the previous agreement.

It seems that both parties have great confidence in their disciples.

The big guys took the reassurance, and naturally it was the disciples' turn to perform.

Hongda glanced at a sect leader, who also understood and turned to look at the disciples behind him.

The three disciples had ugly looks on their faces. They were the first to go into battle. What were they if they weren't cannon fodder?

However, the disciples who participated in the war this time were all promised huge profits by the sect, and the sect did not give them a second choice.

Even if they knew that this act would be dangerous, everyone would die generously.

The sect has trained them, and they are naturally willing to contribute to the sect and save the sect from greater sacrifices.

However, the further back you go, the greater your chances of winning.

Anyone who is not a fool should understand this.

However, since they were assigned to play the first game, the three of them were naturally determined to die.

A disciple jumped up to the square.

"Cui Sheng, a disciple of the Jinlan Sect, has heard about Junior Brother Lin Xian for a long time. Today he came here to challenge and discuss. I also ask Junior Brother to give me some advice!"

Lin Xian heard this, expressionless, and jumped directly onto the square.

Lin Xian stood in the square holding a golden long stick, without a trace of panic on his face.

The golden long stick was also a treasure he made some time ago. Although he dared not compare it with the real Zhenyue stick, Lin Xian was quite satisfied with its power.

Seeing Lin Xian fall into the field, Cui Sheng did not hesitate, and swung the double mace in his hand and smashed towards Lin Xian.

Feeling a strong wind coming, Lin Xian stabbed forward with the long stick, and a stronger strong wind came towards him.

In a breath, the two strong winds collided with each other, and the air also made a sonic boom.

The two figures flashed and disappeared on the spot.

Cui Sheng's tactics were very obvious, which was to consume more Lin Xian.

After his figure flashed, he did not shoot towards Lin Xian, but kept swinging out fierce winds and attacking from a distance.

Although Lin Xian could easily resolve it, his goal was to kill this person quickly.

Lin Xian's speed was obviously faster than Cui Sheng's.

On the square, it seemed that the two figures kept flashing, but in reality, Lin Xian kept chasing, while Cui Sheng defended and counterattacked.

The whole situation was like a cat catching a mouse.