"Senior Brother Chen, I'm interested in joining the Sword Forum Group, I wonder if I can?"

Senior Brother Chen?

There are only four inner disciples in this yard, and the highest seniority is Xingyu himself. Where can I get Senior Brother Chen?

More than 300 Qingxuan disciples looked along Xingyu's gaze and saw Chen Shaobai standing there blankly, chewing for a moment, and after understanding Xingyu's meaning, a group of people were stunned.

Is this world going to be destroyed? When will the inner sect masters call the outer sect disciples as senior brothers?

Seeing everyone's surprise expression, Xingyu smiled slightly. Compared with Zhou Jinyu's intentional gentle appearance, he seemed more humble and gentlemanly: "There is no order of learning, the Tao has specialties, and the master is the first. If you can kill Fei Zhiyuan alone and get his identity token, the contribution must be enough. After returning to Qingxuan Gate, the re-arrangement of the Dragon and Phoenix List is imperative. I will call you a senior brother first, what's wrong?"

The party that the inner sect masters have devoted themselves to the construction of outer sect disciples is not a last resort, at least unprecedented. Either the master Xingyu has a deep mind, or it means that Chen Shaobai is truly unique.

Those who can seek protection here are all human beings, and they are best at seizing the opportunity. As soon as Xingyu spoke, nearly a hundred outer disciples roared and asked to join the gang, which was not like the party of the Immortal disciples, but rather like a group of bandits.

"We want to join too, how about it?"

A senior sister in the inner door holding a blue serrated wheel and wearing a white crane cloak stood up, smiling sweetly and looking at her.

"Senior Sister Xiang Lan? Why are you here to join in the fun?"

Chen Shaobai felt that the development of the situation today was a bit beyond control, and if external pressure was not shown for the time being, the internal affairs would be a little turbulent.

Xiang Lan, Zhao Keng, and Lin Jinglei. Although these three are not masters on the Dragon and Phoenix List, the golden combination is also well-known in the inner sect. As soon as Xiang Lan appeared, it naturally represented the meaning of the other two masters. Chen Shaobai thought that half a year ago, it was the introductory test done by these three people for himself. Unexpectedly, in a blink of an eye, the existence that could only be looked up to had to rely on him.

The world is changing with impermanence, and no one can predict and think about it. The moment before, it was a poor beggar, and the next moment, it was impossible to say that fish could leaps into the immortal sect and turn into dragons with golden scales.

Chen Shaobai stretched out his hand and pressed it quietly, indicating that he should not be impatient. So the sound quickly faded, and for a moment, only a clear and long breathing sound was left, almost at the sound of the needle falling.

"I understand what everyone means. If we can break through the siege today, we will be sharing weal and sad. Those who are willing to join the Sword Resident Group will not refuse as long as everyone has no objections."

"But now, life-saving first!"

Feeling the sound of weapons outside the courtyard being louder and louder, and the fluctuations of mana are getting stronger and stronger, Chen Shaobai frowned: "We are all cultivating immortals, not army, and do not pay attention to arrays, but now facing dozens of times of enemy in front of the battlefield, if you want to survive, you must be organized and disciplined!"

"If you have mounts, ride it immediately. Mounts like Xiaotian White Tiger, which have the ability to fly, form the first echelon; Luosha Mountain-crossing beasts form the second echelon; if you don't have mounts, it is considered the third echelon, responsible for the logistics ending."

The order was conveyed through Zhou Jinyu and Wu Muqin, and several team leaders were temporarily specified based on their strength and command. After all, everyone was all immortal cultivators. Although they were all arrogant, they were smart and had a bright mind, which was related to their lives. No one was at this time.

In just half a quarter of an hour, a powerful formation was roughly formed. Although it was not very well organized, it was much better than the previous situation of being a scattered sand.

Xingyu, Xiang Lan, Zhao Keng, Lin Jinglei, Zhou Jinyu, Wu Muqin, these six people were respectively placed in three echelons, which was enough to protect some sudden attacks.

A team of more than 300 people, whether it is big or small, when they really fight, the front line is dragged down. Without a master, any expert in the Demon Sect can kill him and then leave easily. Chen Shaobai's intention is simple and obvious. Many outer disciples see it and remember it in their hearts. Although they don't explain it, they are very grateful in their hearts.

The courtyard is like a quiet paradise, and the sound of killing outside is getting stronger and stronger. I understand the truth that there is no end to the eggs when the nest is destroyed. They are all desperately communicating how to kill the enemy, how to save their lives, and what to pay attention to during the march.

Putting aside the identity of the outer disciples, these people are all heroes whose hands have dyed their enemies' blood, but what they have to face later is several times their elite, and there are even many unknown gods and masters. It is impossible to say that they are not nervous.

Chen Shaobai watched coldly, rode a handsome and handsome roaring white tiger in front of the formation, silently calculating time, waiting for everyone's initial adjustment.

Occasionally, a few big cats and kittens sneaked in. Before they could show their heads, they were killed by everyone.

A quarter of an hour later, the bloody smell was so strong that it filled his nose. Chen Shaobai suddenly widened his eyes, raised the sword in his hand, and shouted: "If you want to survive, follow me!"

The Qingxuan Outer Sect never thought that they would have a passionate and passionate day in the battle group. The cold moon shone on their bodies, and it could not hide the surging heat in their hearts. The emotions rolled and brewed in their hearts, and finally burst out through a very powerful short byte:

"good!"

The sound waves soar into the sky, the sound waves tear through the strong wind, spread out of the courtyard, and spread far away.

Many disciples of the Demon Sect who heard this sound subconsciously thought that it was a secular army coming to die, but after they carefully realized the power contained therein, they couldn't help but change their faces.

Dozens of men dressed in pink and greasy heads and pink faces rushed in with blood-stained light green swords, their faces full of grim smiles. They seemed to have been able to kill and taste the sweetness. Without much temptation, they rushed forward and were ready to create another massacre.

But before they could really launch an attack, seven black water filthy swords as dark as night were intertwined into a net under the dim moonlight, bombarding them, either through their hearts and bodies, or cutting their arms and arms.

No one is spared after one blow.

Chen Shaobai waved his hand, and the seven flying swords obeyed the orders like elite soldiers, flew back to his side, leaving only a group of disciples of the half-remembered Demon Sect who were wailing in pain.

"Seven swords are launched at the same time, so powerful! So domineering!"

"Is this Senior Brother Chen's strength? It's so terrifying!"

"Senior Brother Chen, kill all the beasts in Hehuan Valley! Junior Sister Wang was just being... "

No matter how much they talked about it, no one really took action. They were all waiting for the words of "Senior Brother Chen". Even the four inner masters, Xingyu and Xiang Lan, were quietly unable to control themselves and waiting for instructions.

Feeling the subtle changes around him, Chen Shaobai silently crushed three pieces of spiritual stone chalcedony that had sucked away the spiritual energy, allowing the gravel to slide down his fingertips, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

The way to control the lower level is to give the three levels of grace, power and profit.

Most of the more than 100 new people joined the sword group just because they wanted to seek his help. They all made a fuss while the iron was hot, with the herd mentality of following the crowd. If they could save their lives today, it would be kindness, and he would not be able to give too much of such things as interests for the time being, so the first thing is deterrence! A complete deterrence!

Only by creating the image of an invincible leader will the Sword Yuan Group temporarily generate more cohesion and will not become a transitional organization that is lost after being exploited.

The large number of killings in a short period of time created a disgustingly bloody smell. The people in Hehuan Valley were not stupid, and more masters gathered here immediately.

The outer disciples of Hehuan Valley dressed in pink and the inner masters of deep red clothes came overwhelmed like locusts, which made people feel numb.

But at this time, there was no way to retreat. The people of Qingxuan Sect had no fear in their hearts. There was only peace. Their eyes were concentrated on the figure of the man in front of them. The sword was unsheathed, and their blood was boiling. Just waiting for his order.

The nine Yangyan spiritual powers recovered and were lively, bringing more vitality and strength to the body. Chen Shaobai's eyes shone brightly, emitting brighter light than the moonlight, and the long sword pointed diagonally in front of him.

"kill!"

After the words came, one rider took the lead, and three hundred people followed closely.

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