Urban magic doctor

"Meet the sect master."

The disciples of the Confucian and Legalist Sect who were already waiting in the square immediately saluted neatly when they saw Zhang Yanting walking out of the Confucian and Legalist Hall.

"In special times, no need to be polite."

Zhang Yanting said loudly, then looked up at the battleship in the sky, a complex look flashed in his eyes.

Some of these battleships were purchased and built under his personal supervision when he was at Haoqi Jiange.

Times have changed, and now these battleships are coming to attack his Confucian and Legalist sect.

"Xiu Moyuan, no matter what helper you find, you underestimate me, my uncle."

Zhang Yanting muttered, determined to use his mysterious treasure. At this moment, he had no scruples, soared into the sky and shouted: "Everyone in the Confucian and Legalist Sect, listen to the order and prepare for war!"

"yes."

The people of the Confucian and Legalist Sect responded in unison, and the sound of clanging swords rang out. Everyone could see their weapons clenched in their hands, and their swords were blazing with cold light.

Because the Confucianism and Fa Sect originated from the Haoqi Sword Pavilion, most of them practiced sword techniques, so they all used swords.

Of course, there are cultivators who use other weapons, but they are so few that they can almost be ignored.

At this time, everyone raised their swords, pointed them into the sky, and let out bursts of shouts. The turbulent momentum was no weaker than the battleships filling the sky.

Then, under the command of Zhao Chang, the Confucian and Fa Sect people were divided into different square formations, exactly one hundred square formations, corresponding to the one hundred battleships in the air.

In each square formation, the distribution of combat power is very balanced.

The cultivators above the seventh level of One Star are located in the middle of the sky, gathered together, and serve as the core combat force to lead the overall situation.

Obviously, Confucianism and Legalism have already had drills for foreign invasion.

After the Confucian and Fa Sects lined up, there was no movement from the battleships of Haoqi Jiange, except for dozens of cultivators flying out of one of the largest battleships.

These people are all senior members of Haoqi Sword Pavilion, headed by Xiu Moyuan.

Everyone stopped under the battleship and looked down. When they saw the array of Confucianism and Fasect, Xiu Moyuan's eyes flashed and he muttered: "It seems that this battle will be more difficult than imagined."

Shang Zhou looked excited: "I have been waiting for this day for a long time. No matter how difficult it is, I will try my best."

"Try to fight quickly, or decide the outcome in one battle."

Chen Yang did not want a large-scale battle. If he did, not only would there be heavy casualties, but it would also cause damage to the entire star, and the resources saved by the Confucianism and Fa Sect would also be wasted.

"Xiu Moyuan, why don't you bow quickly when you see your uncle?"

Zhang Yanting led the crowd to stand in the air, looked at Xiu Moyuan above, and shouted sternly.

As for Chen Yang who was in the crowd, he didn't see it at the moment.

After all, in his eyes, except for Xiu Moyuan, the others in Haoqi Sword Pavilion were not worth mentioning at all.

When Xiu Moyuan faced Zhang Yanting, he felt an inexplicable awe in his heart.

After all, when he became a disciple of Xu Die, Zhang Yanting was still in Haoqi Jiange. He was his uncle and his strength was unparalleled and he could not compete with him.

Over the years, he has been trying to get Zhang Yanting to hand over the complete "Hao Qi Sword Technique".

However, he does not have that strength.

Now, he finally had a head-on confrontation with Zhang Yanting. At this moment, his blood was swelling and his mind was excited.

He took a deep breath, put away his awe for Zhang Yanting, his eyes were firm, and a look of disdain appeared on his face, and he said in a deep voice: "Zhang Yanting, you betrayed the Haoqi Sword Pavilion and stole the "Haoqi Sword Technique" passed down by the ancestor. You traitor, you dare to call yourself my uncle. Today, I am here to clean the door!"

Xiu Moyuan had buried these words in his heart for many years.

When he said it at this moment, he felt very happy, and a cheerful smile inadvertently appeared on his face.

Everyone knows about Zhang Yanting's betrayal of Haoqi Jiange.

However, there has never been anyone who dared to make this public.

What Xiu Moyuan said at this moment made Zhang Yanting's entire face turn livid, his eyes became gloomy, and a billowing killing intent was released from his body.

"hehe."

Zhang Yanting smiled and shook his head. He suddenly relaxed and didn't care at all about Xiu Moyuan's accusation.

He said to Xiu Moyuan: "My master left behind that bronze sword back then. You can't repair it yourself and you can't practice the "Hao Qi Sword Technique". Can you still blame me for this?"

"Yes, I don't blame you."

Xiu Moyuan said coldly: "However, the complete "Haoqi Sword Technique" was brought to Confucianism and Fa Sect by you. What does this mean? Also, as a disciple of the founder of the Jiange sect, you did not help Jiange, but plundered it. Jiange’s resources, is this what you should do?”

"Since I established the Confucian and Legalist Sect, of course everything should be focused on the Confucian and Legalist Sect. Your inability to carry forward the Haoqi Sword Pavilion is your own problem."

Zhang Yanting snorted coldly, was too lazy to waste any more words, and said to Xiu Moyuan: "Now, you have come to attack my uncle, and you are so rebellious. I will teach you a lesson on behalf of Junior Sister Xu Die."

"Kill them."

"Kill all the people in Haoqi Sword Pavilion."

"Sect Master, why bother talking to them? Just kill them all. They are no match."

The disciples of Confucianism and Legalism were impatient and shouted one after another.

Seeing this battle, Xiu Moyuan's eyes narrowed and he gave orders to the people behind him. Then he saw a large number of Haoqi sword pavilion disciples flying out of a hundred battleships in the sky, densely blocking the air, holding sharp swords and fighting. Intention surges.

And those hundred warships also opened their giant cannons below, aiming at the Confucianism and Fa Sect below, and could release the energy cannon condensed by the formation at any time.

Perhaps the power of this giant cannon cannot shake Zhang Yanting and other high-level cultivators, but the black hole of the muzzle shows the Haoqi Jiange's determination to start a war.

"Zhang Yanting, do you think we will be unprepared when we come to settle accounts with you?"

Xiu Moyuan quickly took out his sword, stared at Zhang Yanting with fighting intent, and said coldly: "This time, you, the evil villain who deceived the master and destroyed the ancestors, betrayed the master, Haoqi Sword Pavilion will definitely kill you. "

"Zhang Yanting is executed!"

"Zhang Yanting is executed!"

For a moment, the disciples of Jiange shouted in unison, and the uniform voice was stronger than the Confucianism and Fa Sect.

Moreover, the disciples of Jiange have been building their momentum for many years, and now they are all full of energy. Their indomitable aura is definitely not comparable to that of Confucianism and Legalism.

Zhang Yanting glanced at the crowd in the sky, his eyes flickered, and he was filled with invincible arrogance. He said to Xiu Moyuan in a cold voice: "I know that it is my third junior brother Qin Guan who is here. Although I don't know how he came. He is resurrected from the dead, but I still want to see him and let him understand that he is still unable to defeat me, Zhang Yanting, my senior brother."

"Uncle Qin Guan?"

Hearing Zhang Yanting's words, Xiu Moyuan looked suspicious and said, "Zhang Yanting, you seem to be mistaken. There is no Master Qin Guan here."