Started With Nine Thousand Heavenly Soldiers, Founded Heaven Court

Today, the three parties have stood together.

Heaven Court, Great Yan Emperor Dynasty and Dayu Emperor Dynasty.

Wan Jianzong's strength is not enough to become the fourth party in the world.

Therefore, everyone in the world knows that Wan Jianzong will be annexed sooner or later.

Everyone in the world is speculating about whose hands Wan Jianzong will ultimately fall into.

Now, when the inflammation moves, the world is shocked!

The Great Yan Emperor dispatched troops.

It was the first imperial dynasty that wanted to annex Wan Jianzong.

While looking at the Great Yan Emperor Dynasty, the people of the world are also looking at the Heaven Court and the Dayu Emperor Dynasty.

How will these two forces respond?

Heaven Court.

Yushufang.

"Your Majesty, Skynet is here to report that Emperor Yan and the others have arrived at the Gate of Wanjianzong." A ghost.

"So fast!"

Zhou Hao frowned slightly.

"Is there anything happening over Dayu?" Zhou Hao asked.

"My Majesty, I haven't seen any movement." The ghost replied.

"Nothing?"

Zhou Hao knocked on the handrail, thought for a moment, and then said, "Where is Wan Jianzong?"

"Wan Jianzong has fully opened up the mountain guarding formation and is confronting Dayan!" A ghost.

Zhou Hao nodded slightly.

"Your Majesty, do you need to send troops?" Guiyi asked.

Zhou Hao squinted his eyes, and said faintly: "Don't worry, wait a minute!"

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Half a quarter of an hour later.

"Your Majesty, Skynet reported that Emperor Yan wanted to surrender Wan Jianzong, and Wan Jianzong Head Teacher Mo Fan refused Yan Emperor's surrender. Negotiations broke down. The Great Yan Army has officially launched an attack on Wan Jianzong Mountain Gate!" The ghosts joined together.

"I see."

"Your Majesty, do you need to send troops?"

"hold on!"

......

A quarter of an hour later.

"Your Majesty, Skynet is here to report that the great Yan army is like a broken bamboo, and the Wan Jianzong has retreated steadily and has fully retreated into the mountain gate."

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Half a quarter of an hour later.

"Your Majesty, Skynet is here to report that there are five true kings in the Ten Thousand Sword Sect appearing to maintain the protection of the mountain. In a short time, the Great Yan party can do nothing." Ghosts together.

"Five true kings? The roots of the Ten Thousand Sword Sect are not shallow!" Zhou Hao muttered to himself.

"Your Majesty, do you need to send troops?" A ghost.

"hold on."

......

"Your Majesty, Skynet is here to report, and Emperor Yan personally took the shot and broke the Ten Thousand Sword Sect's mountain guard formation in one blow."

"The Great Yan army has invaded the gate of Wan Jianzong, and Wan Jianzong is at stake." A ghost.

At this moment, Zhao Wudi suddenly appeared in the Imperial Study Room.

"His Majesty!"

Zhao Wudi bowed.

"Your Majesty, Wan Jianzong Head Teacher Mo Fan sent me Heaven Court for help!"

"good!"

Zhou Hao's eyes lit up, and he suddenly shouted, "Zhao Wudi!"

"The minister is here!"

"I order you to lead the five thousand heavenly soldiers of the First Legion, rush to the Ten Thousand Sword Sect, and solve the siege of the Ten Thousand Sword Sect!" Zhou Hao said in a deep voice.

"Weichen takes the lead!"

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Wan Jianzong.

The mountain range where Wan Jianzong is located is surrounded by ridges and rugged rocks, shrouded in mist all year round.

Among the hundreds of thousands of mountains, there is a peak that soars into the clouds, the most conspicuous. Its mountain looks like a huge sword, standing upright and thrusting straight into the cloud, which is daunting.

This peak is called Jianfeng, and it is the location of the Sect of the Ten Thousand Sword Sect.

Jianfeng is misty like a fairyland, and thick clouds spread down the top of the peak, covering a large area of ​​towering old trees. On weekdays, among the dense woods, various spirit beasts can be seen.

But today, Jianfeng clearly reveals its mountain shape.

In the mountains, there is no trace of spirit beasts, nor the singing of birds and beasts.

Only the sound of beating the drums, the sound of fighting reverberated in the mountains, endlessly.

It was tens of thousands of disciples of Wanjianzong fighting with Dayan's army.

"Mo Head Teacher, are you sure you want to fight to the end?"

"If this continues, within half an hour, all your disciples of the Ten Thousand Sword Sect will die, and the Ten Thousand Sword Sect will completely become history!"

Emperor Yan stood out of thin air with his hands on his back.

Not far from him, Mo Fan, the Head Teacher of Wan Jianzong, also stood out of thin air, but his face looked very pale.

His chest was stained with blood, and the body of the five-foot long sword in his hand was already covered with cracks. His hands were trembling slightly, and the finger bones holding the hilt were exposed. It was clearly visible that the red blood was connected in vertical lines. Stopped dripping down.He seems to have gone through an unimaginable battle!

"My generation, only live standing, not kneeling to die!"

Mo Fan stood upright, so injured, his back never bent a point.

Emperor Yan said coldly: "Mo Fan, do you really want to watch tens of thousands of Wan Jianzong disciples be buried for you?"

"It is their destiny to be a member of Ten Thousand Sword Sect, to be born as Ten Thousand Sword Sect, and to die as Ten Thousand Sword Sect ghost!" Mo Fan said flatly.

"Stubborn!"

Emperor Yan let out a cold snort and categorically shouted: "In this case, I will do what you want!"

As soon as the voice fell, Emperor Yan suddenly punched out!

Yan Emperor's fist came in an instant, appeared above Mo Fan's head in the blink of an eye, and smashed down fiercely!

Mo Fan was too late to dodge, so he could only use his long sword to resist!

"Crack!"

With a crisp sound, Emperor Yan smashed Mo Fan's long sword with one punch!

The fist went away, unabated, and fell heavily on Mo Fan's chest.

"boom!"

Mo Fan's chest was pierced. The next moment, his body was like a cannonball that was shot out, falling down extremely fast.

"boom!"

Mo Fan's body fell to the mountainside, knocking the hard rocks out of a bottomless human-shaped pit.

"master!"

"Head!"

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When the disciple of Wan Jianzong saw this scene, their eyes were splitting, and they couldn't protect themselves, let alone go to help.

Not long after, a figure stumbled up from the mountainside and flew not far from Emperor Yan.

It is Mo Fan, he is not dead yet.

However, his condition at the moment is worse.

The whole chest sank deeply, and blood poured out crazily like a flood of a bank. In an instant, his robe was soaked and dyed bright red.

Mo Fan's mouth is bitter and his wound hurts, but his heart hurts even more!

In the battlefield below, many disciples of the Ten Thousand Sword Sect died every minute and every second.

These people are all the future of Wan Jianzong!

Even the true king of Wan Jianzong had already killed two of them.

Had it not been for Sect's Qi Luck to enhance Mo Fan's strength, he would have already died of Yan Di's men.

The true immortal is invincible, but the true king can fight!

Mo Fan felt a deep weakness in his heart.

Do you want to keep going?

Swordsman, he would rather bend than bend, he would rather die than surrender!

Looking at the countless tragic deaths of Wan Jianzong disciples in front of him, Mo Fan waved his belief in own for the first time.

People are dead, do you still care about humiliation?

The sword is broken, do you still care about being dusted?

Swordsman, you should never go forward, but there is no way ahead. Swordsman, where should he go?

"I sword to the sky, even though I die nine times, I have no regrets!"

A loud shout came into Mo Fan's ears.

That was the sound of Jian Shisan.

"I sword to the sky, even though I die nine times, I have no regrets!"

Mo Fan muttered silently, his eyes brightened, and he suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed.

"A good one has no regrets even though he died nine times."

"There is no way ahead, then make a way out!"

A breath of dust suddenly appeared on Mo Fan's body.

"This is... the meaning of a true fairy!"

Yandi's face suddenly changed.

"Boom!"

At this moment, there was a sudden explosion from the cloudless sky.

Everyone looked up at the sky, and a large number of dark clouds surged in and gathered over the Ten Thousand Sword Sect.

"True Immortal Tribulation!"

Emperor Yan confided.

"Don't think about it!"

A trace of killing intent flashed in Yandi's eyes, and a white flame rose up all over his body, and a white flame sword was condensed in his hand.

The next moment, Emperor Yan slashed out with a sword!

Looking at this sword, Mo Fan showed a wry smile.

"This true immortal calamity is still too late after all!"

Mo Fan knew that he couldn't take this sword!

"Just one step away!"

Mo Fan was unwilling, extremely unwilling!

He is unwilling to become a real immortal in this life, and even more unwilling to lose the Ten Thousand Sword Sect to his hands.

But what if you are unwilling?

He is powerless to change!

However, just as the Baiyan Longsword was about to be cut down, a silver spear suddenly pierced out of the space, piercing the Baiyan Longsword with one shot!

"Heaven Court Zhao Wudi, come here for the appointment!"

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