"Why didn't you tell us in advance? We could have succeeded with just a little hint." Wen Ziming looked at Yun Ping and said angrily: "Even if you want resources in the end, we will definitely share them with you."
"Part of it? Or give it a little? It's all here now, haven't you seen the form clearly yet?"
Yun Ping sneered and said: "Chongxu Academy can advance by such a rapid pace. It must have obtained a lot of things in the secret realm. I didn't even think about anything clearly and just rushed forward stupidly. As the chief of the academy, you are so reckless. If you don't die, you still have to do it." Do you want us to die first?”
"Our spies at Yaowang Villa came back with news that the secret realm they entered was left by Emperor Qing. The group of people from Chongxu Academy came out last, and the secret realm collapsed after they came out. The secrets there will not Think they didn’t get anything.”
"If we had told you in advance, would we, Bi Yan's disciples, have to test the matter of having the Protector Divine Beast now?"
Yun Ping waved his hand behind him, and all the more than 5,000 Biyan disciples took off the masks on their faces.
Wen Ziming looked at these faces and suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood. These monks were all the elites of Biyan, and 80% of them were at the top level of breath control. There were even more than a thousand people not far away. It has reached the Qi-lowering state.
"You..., you..., you actually had a premeditated plan!!!" Wen Ziming's heart was filled with blood, his eyes darkened and he fell backwards. Seeing this, Baiyun disciple quickly supported Wen Ziming from behind, and quickly I fed Wen Ziming a few Huitian Pills.
Wen Ziming slowly recovered at this time, but Wen Ziming still couldn't swallow this breath, and stared at Yun Ping hatefully.
"Zhou Fan, have you seen it? This is the consequence of betraying the alliance. Your Fenglei Academy will not betray our alliance, right?" Yun Ping sneered and turned to look at Zhou Fan coldly: "Anyway, your master is still here Stand on the same front as us, as for you, think about it carefully."
"Bi Yan Fenglei will not distinguish between you and me. Our alliance will definitely not break up."
Zhou Fan looked at the monk behind Yun Ping and suddenly remembered that Zhou Chang had asked him not to offend Yun Ping. He also understood something in his heart, and his face instantly became flattering: "Brother Yun Ping, since the strength of Chongxu has increased now, we Fenglei The academy must also bring its own elites here."
"This way we can be more relaxed the next time we attack." Zhou Fan said and began to send a message to the chief token to summon the high-level disciples of the sect.
"Where are you, Wen Ziming?" Yun Ping patted Zhou Chang's head and smiled, then looked at Wen Ziming again: "I'm giving you a chance. Now that you high-level monks from Baiyun are here, I won't treat you badly. If I give you one percent of the spoils, you can save your face.”
"Yun Ping you..., alas... it seems that Master has always done the right thing." Wen Ziming looked at Yun Ping hatefully and was about to curse, but when he saw the seriously injured disciple staggering behind him, he still took out his own The chief token began to summon the high-level disciples of the sect.
"It's fair to say that you are sensible and flexible. This is much better than that master of yours." Yun Ping saw Wen Ziming starting to summon his disciples and smiled coldly. Thinking of what happened in the Biyan Council Hall just now, he did not forget to ridicule White as wind.
"Yun Ping, do you dare to insult my master?" Wen Ziming heard Yun Ping's taunt and immediately wanted to stand up.
"You'd better sit down." Yun Ping stood up and kicked Wen Ziming with a sneer: "If you can't snatch the resources, your master will be even more embarrassed."
Wen Ziming was seriously injured and was kicked to the ground by Yun Ping. The Baiyun disciples behind him immediately stood up, drew their swords and surrounded Yun Ping.
When the disciples from Biyan Academy saw their chief being surrounded, they drew their weapons and immediately surrounded him. The monks from the two academies stood face to face, with no one wanting to surrender first.
"You..." Yun Ping was lying on the ground. Listening to Yun Ping's words and the tingling sensation on his body, Wen Ziming slowly calmed down. It was true that without resources, Baiyun Academy would be even more embarrassed.
"Put your weapons away. They are right. Without resources, the insult to Baiyun Academy will be even greater." Wen Ziming sat up and waved his hand, telling all the disciples behind him to move away.
"Is this the right thing? He is indeed more knowledgeable than your master." Yun Ping slowly leaned over and lifted Wen Ziming's chin with one hand: "But are you people from Baiyun Academy so tolerant? I am really I admire you."
"You... are bullying people too much." Wen Ziming shook off Yun Ping's hand and punched him directly, but the severe pain in his arm made it impossible for him to hit accurately.
As soon as Wen Ziming waved his hand, he was knocked away by Yun Ping: "It's better to save it. After recovering our spiritual energy, we will prepare for the next round of attack."
"Chief, how are you? Why don't we go up directly? We don't want to suffer this insult." A handsome Baiyun disciple stood in front of Wen Ziming and immediately drew his sword and attacked Yunping.
Before Yun Ping could take action, the monk behind him burst out with powerful pressure. The pressure of thousands of people directly immobilized the monk.
The momentum pressed towards Wen Ziming even more rapidly. Bi Yan and the others had obviously received Yun Ping's instructions in advance and wanted to completely crush Wen Ziming's self-esteem.
Wen Ziming was already seriously injured. Now he was faced with the pressure of thousands of high-level monks. Whether there was a large formation from Baiyun Academy under him that he could use, the oppressive force directly made Wen Ziming's injury more serious. .
Under the pressure of this momentum, the monks who were still standing in Baiyun Academy also stood up and released their spiritual energy, hoping to help Wen Ziming resist the power from the opposite side.
However, this group of people had just experienced a big battle and were already injured. Even if they wanted to resist, they could not mobilize all their spiritual energy.
"puff……"
Wen Ziming was the first to be unable to withstand the pressure of the momentum, and directly spurted out a mouthful of deep red blood essence, which was a spurt of blood essence from the heart and lung meridians. Spouting out this mouthful of blood essence, even though Wen Ziming had Qi-lowering eight With a level of cultivation, he has been unable to mobilize spiritual energy smoothly in the past six months.
After Wen Ziming spurted out a mouthful of blood, the disciples of Baiyun Academy began to be unable to bear it, and fell to the ground one by one vomiting blood.
"Brothers, we are allies, how can we treat them like this?" Yun Ping looked at the crimson blood on the ground, turned around and cursed in a pretentious voice, but anyone could understand that Yun Ping was complimenting him. these people.
Yun Ping cursed a few times and asked the monks from Biyan Academy to retreat. Then he continued apologetically, "Brother Wen, my fellow juniors don't know the rules very well. You shouldn't hold grudges against them."
Although Yun Ping said he was sorry, the threatening tone in his words was unusually strong.
"It's not in the way, it's not in the way." Wen Ziming asked the disciples behind him to retreat, and stood up holding the big tree alone: "How could I hold a grudge against these junior brothers? Thanks to Bi Yan's brothers who helped me squeeze out the congestion, now I feel so much more relaxed.”
"That's good, that's good. I thought Brother Wen that you would hold grudges against us. It seems that Brother Wen is really a gentleman." Yun Ping held the green flame aura in the palm of his hand and patted Wen Ziming's shoulder. .
The green flame penetrated along Wen Ziming's shoulder, and Wen Ziming's injuries continued to worsen. Wen Ziming coughed coldly, and a wisp of blood left the corner of his mouth again, but he still did not dare to say a word to resist.
Seeing that it was almost done, Yun Ping slowly took away the Bi Yan spiritual energy, and whispered in Wen Ziming's ear: "The blame for all this is your good master, how dare you humiliate me like that."
After this operation, Wen Ziming's injury will require at least half a year to recover from serious injuries, and it is absolutely impossible to use high-level magic within two years. Yunping did all this just for revenge. To take revenge on Bai Rufeng for his previous oppression.
"Okay, let's wait outside." Yun Ping waved his hand and rushed back to his chair: "Lu Chen needs a lot of medicinal herbs to treat his death. I don't believe they have a lot of medicinal herbs to support them. Everyone has been hiding inside and not coming out?"
"It's okay if they keep hiding. Lu Chen will definitely die." Zhou Fan waved his hand and asked a disciple with a minor injury behind him to stand at the door and began to monitor the situation in the hospital and report everything.
"Our high-level disciples from Fenglei Academy are coming soon, and the high-level monks from Baiyun Academy are probably coming soon. As long as their sect-protecting beasts don't interfere and gather the strength of our three monks, even if Lu Chen's injuries are fully recovered, there will be other We can easily defeat them with secret realm magic."
"Then let's wait for a while. Let's drink tea first and wait for the good news that Lu was seriously injured and died." Yun Ping waved his hand back, and the rhinitis disciple directly moved out two wooden chairs and placed them around him. Behind Fan and Wen Ziming.
Inside Chongxu Academy.
Chongxu Square has turned into a huge pothole, and some houses around the square have also been completely shattered. Only the Chongxu Stone Tablet has been erected in the center of the square. Only then did everyone realize that the stone tablet on the ground is only the tip of the entire Chongxu Stone Tablet.
As for the true identity of the Chongxu Stone Monument, none of the monks present knew. If Chongxu Guangchang had not been destroyed in this battle, they would not even know that there was such a long stele underneath.
Yun Ping directed Chongxu disciples to move earth and stone slabs from elsewhere, preparing to bury the huge hole first. After the crisis was resolved, Jun Wudi returned to Chongxu Academy to explore the secrets of the monument.
Beside Chongxu Square, Lu Chen was still lying on the ground. Nantian Yijian ran over from the teleportation room at this time. Seeing Lu Chen lying on the ground, he burst into tears.
"Boss, are you okay? Wake up." Nan Tian Yi Jian lay on Lu Chen's body and kept crying: "Boss, what would I do without you?"
"What are you shouting for? It's like I'm dead." Lu Chen opened his eyes, looked around and said, "I'm pretending to be seriously injured and dying, just to attract them to take the bait."
"Really? It's great that you're okay, boss." Nan Tian Yijian wiped his tears, looked at Lu Chen and said, "Wan'er and I were watching over there, thinking that something had happened to you, boss."
"You don't believe me so much?" Lu Chen used the chief token to cover the defensive barrier with a layer of sacred tree tentacles, and then slowly stood up: "I am the protagonist, how could I fail so easily?"
Yun Ping was lying on a rocking chair outside the Chongxu Gate. Suddenly he saw the defensive barrier covered by vines, and he was even more sure that Lu Chen's listing was serious.
"They actually want to cover our sight. It seems that Lu Chen is about to die." Yun Ping turned around, looked at Zhou Fan and said, "Your high-level monks haven't come yet? It's really a mark of ink, don't say they haven't come yet Lu Chen If you die, you have to divide the spoils among them.”
"Come on, come on, they will definitely come before Lu Chen dies." Zhou Fan looked at Yun Ping, who was a little angry, and quickly laughed at him.
When Wen Ziming saw Yun Ping looking at him, he snorted and said, "Our people have already climbed the suspended stairs and will be there soon."
"Just come. When they come, it will be time for us to attack Chongxu Academy again." Yun Ping looked at the steps of the mountain gate and said softly: "Without the chief Chongxu Academy, no matter how strong the defensive barrier is, there will be When it’s broken.”
