The Legend of Swing Sword and Execution of Demons

Chapter 313

There are three bells in Yuntian Temple.

The three gates are divided into Yaoguang Hall and Tianxuan Hall in the front mountain, and the residence of the disciples in the back mountain.

The tonnage and size of the three bells are different, and the shapes of the bell hammers are different, so the bells sound different.

Regardless of what the three bells are used for during the day, in times of crisis for the sect, in the huge city of clouds, the sound of the bells is undoubtedly the fastest and easiest way to transmit information.

The bells from the Yaoguang Palace passed through the palaces, bypassed the mountains and peaks, and came to the back mountain. There was no lingering sound, but it was low and indistinct.

After such a bell rang sharply at the beginning, it was silent again.

There are two reasons for this, either the crisis has been eliminated, or the mountain gate has fallen.

After that, the three or two bursts of rapid bells from the front mountain were no longer vague and low, but clear and crisp.

The bell in the back mountain did not ring, so the sound of the bell could only come from Tianxuan Hall.

And the message it sent out was also concise and clear: the situation in Tianxuan Hall is critical!

After all, the Yuntian temple mainly focuses on seeking immortality and asking, and rarely participates in the battles of the rivers and lakes. Whether it is an elder or a disciple in the temple, they are used to being pampered. Although their cultivation base is not bad, their experience in battle is extremely lacking.

In addition, there are only two elders and ten disciples guarding the front mountain, and there will be only ten people in the early stage, facing the battle of nearly a hundred people from the Nether Sect, it is only a matter of losing every step of the way.

They fortified against the enemy from the Hall of Tianquan, and within an hour, they lost the two halls of Tianquan and Tianji, and they were on the verge of being defeated.

People can have no hands and feet, but if they also lose their heart, they will never be able to survive.

Tianxuan Hall is the heart of Yuntian Temple, and when they arrive at Tianxuan Hall, there is no way for them to retreat.

When there is no retreat, there is only desperate.

In desperation, whether to protect the pure land in the heart, or to defend the homeland, or just out of the instinct of survival, the energy that can be burst out is immeasurable.

They seem to have forgotten the pain, and they are not afraid of life and death. Even if they are covered with bruises, they can still fight until they die.

They seem to have inexhaustible strength, and gradually they can block two with one, fight three with one, and kill four with one.

However, these are far from enough. They must at least be able to defeat a strong enemy with one against ten. Otherwise, they will only be swallowed by the enemy's attack frenzy.

Fortunately, the elders guarding the back mountain of Yuntianguan discovered the purpose of the Nether Sect's feint attack, and Qi Hongli, the seventh elder, led the ninth disciple Yun Zhang and the eleventh disciple Yun Jing to rush to the front mountain in time to rescue the scene.

The tall and burly Qi Hongli, wielding a six-foot-long giant sword, faced "Wolf Judge" Ye Shang alone.

Qi Hongli's cultivation might not be as strong as Nightmare's, but his strength is as strong as a cow, his spirit is uplifting, and he can only advance but never retreat.

Although Nightmare killed countless people, he might not be able to take advantage of a tireless barbarian.

The giant sword meets the simple sword.

The contest between the tip of the needle and the awn of the wheat.

After you attack, I will appear on the stage.

The two were fighting inextricably for a while, and they had no time to take care of the overall situation.

In this way, the sharpest attacking spear of the Nether Sect was restrained, and the overwhelming offensive gradually slowed down.

On the last line of defense that cannot be lost, Yuntianguan finally survived and was not defeated by a single blow.

But the crisis didn't end there, they just breathed a sigh of relief, they couldn't relax yet, they still had to hold on for at least an hour before they could get reinforcements from the Yeyu Clan in Mt.

The headquarter of the Nether Sect is thousands of miles away, and it is extremely difficult to send many people. If they come out in full force, there is no guarantee that the backyard will not catch fire. Therefore, the members of the Nether Sect who came to the city of clouds tonight must be their entire staff. There is no longer any new force.

For Yuntianguan, as long as they can survive for an hour, the victory should belong to them.

For the Nether Sect, if they can't win the Yuntian Temple within this hour, then they will not only lose uglyly, but also put a question mark on whether they can escape safely.

Both parties have a clear purpose, and success or failure means life and death, so neither side will give in.

The shadows of swords and swords under the night moon are particularly dazzling, and what is more eye-catching than the cold light of weapons is naturally the blood flowers that bloom from time to time.

The fierce battle became more and more anxious.

Casualties are more inevitable.

There were already many dead bodies on the cold masonry ground.

Under the cherry red decoration, the corpses of the followers of the Nether Sect and the disciples of the Yuntian Temple are still distinct.

Because, all the members of the Nether Sect are dressed in black, and the disciples and elders of the Yuntian Temple are all wearing light-colored Taoist robes.

After all, the corpses on the ground are more black and less white. After all, the number of people in Yuntian Temple is several times smaller than that of Nether Sect.

At the beginning, there were only one or two light-colored corpses on the ground.

But with the passage of time, more and more disciples of Yuntian Temple fell.

Most of the Yuntianguan disciples were not killed by a single blow, but were massacred in the tide-like offensive of the Nether Cult after being injured without receiving timely medical treatment.

Calculating carefully, more than [-] people from the Nether Sect have been killed, accounting for one-third of the total number of people who attacked Qianshan.

And there were no more than seven light-colored corpses lying in the pool of blood. From the perspective of the number of deaths, the Yuntian Temple naturally looks more optimistic than the Nether Sect, but from the perspective of the proportion of deaths, the lives of less than ten people have died. is at stake.

Although none of the three elders of Yuntianguan died yet, what worried the three elders the most was the thin red shadow slowly approaching from the far end.

Having dealt with the Nether Sect for two years, they have also learned about the Nether Sect.

That thin red shadow is the crying lady of the "Crying Judge"!

And she hasn't made a move yet!

They couldn't expect the Crying Lady to just stand by and watch, they could only pray secretly in their hearts, that the people of the Yeyu clan in Yanshan Mountain could sense their critical situation and spread their wings to help.

It has to be said that night is the best cover, even if there is a bright moon hanging high, no one will notice that lying on the ground around Tianxuan Palace, there are seven corpses wearing light-colored clothes, and the light-colored ones who are still dancing swords against the enemy There are nine shadows in color.

That is to say, after deducting the three elders of Yuntian Temple, there is actually one disciple of Yuntian Temple!

Yuntianguan's manpower is limited, and at this time they should perform their duties, and there will never be one more person out of thin air.

Where did this person come from?

If someone carefully identified, one of the seven light-colored corpses would surely be able to find that the clothes worn by one of the corpses were similar to the Taoist robes worn by the disciples of Yuntianguan.

If you turn this corpse over, you can see that this person is wearing a pure white robe with the word "four liang" on the left sleeve, which is the apprentice uniform of Siliangqianjintang.

This person is not a disciple of Yuntian Temple, but an apprentice of Siliangqianjintang!

How could the apprentices from Siliangqianjin Hall appear here?

Is this person really an apprentice of Siliangqianjintang?

These questions should have been surprising and puzzling.

But at this moment, in this chaotic situation, no one cares.

I'm afraid no one will find out about this strange thing until dawn.

The so-called embankment of a thousand miles is destroyed by ant nests, and the more neglected details usually affect the overall situation.

Such strange things are quietly changing the situation on the field without everyone noticing.

Lord Yan and Master Suo of the Six Ghost Generals restrained the Second Elder Qi Difu and the Sixth Elder Qi Zhouling respectively, and the Seventh Elder Qi Hongli fought with Nightmare.

Without the Crying Lady intervening, the outcome of the two sides depends entirely on the confrontation between the remaining [-] disciples of the Nether Sect and the six disciples of Yuntian Temple.

Calculated by every quarter of an hour, one Yuntian Temple disciple and four Nether Sect members fell down.

When the six disciples of Yuntian Temple were all killed and injured, 24 quarters of an hour later, [-] members of the Nether Sect died.

In this way, it must take another quarter of an hour for the Yeyu Clan to arrive successfully.

The Yeyu Clan in Mount Ba was sparsely populated, so a hundred people came to help and they did their best.

After they arrived, together with the less than 20 remaining elders and disciples of Yuntian Temple, is it really enough to fight against the two judges of the Nether Sect, six ghost generals, four ghost messengers, and more than sixty or seventy people from the front and back mountains?

From the bright side, it is easy to see that Yuntianguan will lose more in the end.

In order to reverse this situation, the number of sixty Nether Sect members in Tianxuan Hall must be reduced sharply to around ten within an hour.

This means that these six Yuntian Temple disciples must take the lives of eight to nine enemies before they die in battle. Can they do it?

(End of this chapter)