Chapter 783: The Army Surrounds the Mountain
A few days later, Qingwei's gate was full of gloom, and people's hearts were even more uneasy.
In the evening of yesterday, the last city of Qingweimen was breached by the coalition forces of the thirty-eight sects. Now, the coalition forces are coming towards Qingweimen. The distance is no more than a hundred miles, and they can kill under the Qingweimen gate in at most two hours. .
In the main hall.
As the head of the sect, Song Yangao was at the top of the bureau, and the elders were divided into left and right.
"Elder Gu Xie, have the disciples of all ranks been appeased?" Song Yan asked in a deep voice.
"Back to the head, all the disciples of the law enforcement team have been mobilized, and a few typical examples have been caught, and no one dares to make trouble anymore!" Elder Gu Xie said with a worried expression on his face.
Thirty-eight factions of troops came under pressure, not to mention ordinary disciples, even the grand elders felt a great pressure, so some disciples with impure minds took the opportunity to make trouble, causing some confusion.
"En!" Song Yan nodded, showing a thoughtful look, and after a while, he said again: "Call everyone to the outer martial arts arena, I have something to announce."
A quarter of an hour later, in the outer gate square of Qingweimen, tens of thousands of disciples and deacons and elders of Qingweimen gathered here.
However, everyone's face was more or less frightened or worried.
"The master is here!"
As soon as the words fell, Song Yan stepped onto the high platform.
"Meet the master!"
Tens of thousands of people bowed and saluted at the same time.
"You don't have to be polite."
Song Yanxu raised his hand.
For a moment, the audience was silent, and a needle could be heard.
Song Yan's voice sounded again: "The coalition forces of the Thirty-Eight Sect are already less than a hundred miles away from our Qingwei Sect!"
As soon as this remark came out, there was an uproar in the audience. Although the news had already been known to everyone, everyone was still shocked and terrified when they heard the confession from the leader himself!
"quiet!"
Elder Gu Xie at the edge of the high platform shouted coldly, his voice instantly spread throughout the martial arts arena, shaking many people's eardrums, subconsciously, everyone shut their mouths.
Song Yan continued: "This has reached the critical moment of my Qingwei Sect's life and death. After this catastrophe, my Qingwei Sect will be able to reach a higher level. If it fails, our Qingwei Sect will not exist in the world. Now, I will give you two choices, one, stay and fight to the end, or two, leave Qingwei Sect immediately, here, I guarantee with the honor of Qingwei Sect head, I will never embarrass those who leave!"
As soon as these words came out, all the elders suddenly changed, and the head of the secret path was confused. Wouldn't doing so make the Qingwei sect self-defeating?
And many of the disciples under the high stage showed joy.
"You only have a quarter of an hour. If you want to leave, go immediately. If you exceed this time, you can only stay and live with Qingweimen!" Song Yan urged.
As soon as the words fell, an outer disciple strode out of the team and kowtowed to Song Yan on the stage: "Thank you for your kindness, master, I am ashamed, I can only take a step first!"
"It's okay, let's go!" Song Yan waved his hand.
The disciple stood up, fled towards the mountain gate in a flash, and disappeared in an instant.
Seeing that Song Yan did not pursue the responsibility of those who left, dozens of people walked out of the crowd, knelt down and kowtowed to Song Yan before leaving.
More and more people left. In less than a quarter of an hour, more than 3,000 people had left. Most of them were outer disciples, but there were also inner disciples and elite disciples. There were even many deacons and outer disciples. The inner door elder left.
For a moment, the complexions of the Supreme Elders became extremely ugly, and the head of the secret path made a foolish move.
But fortunately, several core disciples did not move.
It's just that they just came up with this idea, and the core disciple standing at the front, Shen Bufan, moved. He clasped his fists at Song Yan: "Master, Bufan wants to live and die with the sect, but the old parents at home are hard to give up, so we have to take a step forward. ,Take care of yourself!"
"Take care!" Song Yan nodded and said with a smile on his face. This Shen Bufan was very dissatisfied with him being the head of the sect. Song Yan was not surprised that he was leaving now.
Seeing Shen Bufan's leaving back, the faces of the Supreme Elders became even more ugly and gloomy.
And the faces of the remaining four core disciples showed confusion and hesitation.
In the end, two more people left.
There are only two people left.
A quarter of an hour is up.
Those who should go have already left, and the rest are willing to live and die with Qingweimen.
Although the people who left this time weakened the overall strength of Qingweimen by at least one-third, but he was not worried. The magic weapon for his victory was not the disciples of Qingweimen.
Facing the group of disciples, Song Yan showed a gratified smile on his face: "Very well, you didn't let me down. Since you didn't let me down, it's not good for me as the master to let you down. I can tell you responsibly. Everyone, this time, the victory belongs to my Qingweimen!"
"Wish to live and die with the head!"
An inner disciple shouted loudly, Song Yan raised his eyes, and the person shouting was Lin Yue, who had entered Qingwei Sect together with him!
"Wish to live and die with the head!"
Sensing Song Yan's eyes, Lin Yue shouted again, and this time there were dozens of people shouting with him.
"Wish to live and die with the head!"
This time it was no longer dozens of people, but tens of thousands of people shouted together.
"Wish to live and die with the head!"
This time, it was everyone who shouted together, the sound shook the world, and all the elders couldn't help but be moved, but then there was a look of relief on their faces, and their hearts were available.
An hour and a half later.
The coalition forces of the thirty-eight factions finally arrived, densely packed, with no end in sight.
Song Yan, on the other hand, led a group of elders standing in front of the mountain gate, watching the mighty army without changing his face.
The front of the army.
Chen Yizhou, the commander of the coalition army, led a group of suzerain heads to face Song Yan on the mountain.
"Little Huang Liang, now that our army is under pressure, why don't you just catch me? When will you wait?"
Ao Guang came out out of the crowd, stared at Song Yan resentfully, and shouted with a sneer.
Song Yan didn't pay attention to him at all, his eyes fell on the center of the army, and he shouted in a deep voice: "Nangong Wushuang, why don't you show up at this point?"
The figures flashed, and the figures of Nangong Wushuang and the six martial saints appeared in front of the army.
"Huang Liang, we meet again." Nangong Wushuang said with a smile on his face, his eyes full of pride.
"Yeah, it's a pity to meet again. Every time we meet, we need to fight each other!" Song Yan said with a smile.
Suddenly, resentment flashed in Nangong Wushuang's eyes, and he said teasingly, "Does Huang Liang want to live? As long as you are willing to kneel down and beg me, I can spare your life!"
"You are not worthy!" Song Yan shook his head.
Immediately, Nangong Wushuang's eyes turned cold, and he waved his hand and said, "Master Chen, attack, break the mountain gate of Qingweimen for me, and no one will be left behind!"
"attack!"
Chen Yizhou looked at Song Yan complicatedly, and activated the order of the general confession.
"retreat!"
Song Yan let out a low cry, and retreated into the mountain gate with a group of Supreme Elders.
"Don't let him escape, you guys catch up and kill him!" Nangong Wushuang shouted sharply, and immediately, the six martial saints behind him rushed towards Song Yan like lightning.