Chapter 465 1.465 Shenshuizong Will Not Be Destroyed

"Master, do we have to go?" Yu Gui, a disciple of Erfeng, cried and looked back frequently.

The originally quiet and peaceful bamboo forest was already full of killing sounds.

The hearts of the two hundred disciples seemed to be tormented by a raging fire, and their eyes were filled with tears and hatred.

"Let's go!" Yang Xirong shook his head cruelly, and rushed to the ancestral hall with two hundred disciples. It was only when I was in danger that I found out that there is such a special passage in the sect, otherwise, I should take the child with me. Now, the child is alone, and it makes people feel distressed to think about it...

"Second Martial Uncle!" Chen Hanzi bit her lower lip and wept uncontrollably.

"Don't cry!" Yang Xirong let out a low growl, holding back tears, "Don't disappoint the suzerain and the two peak masters, we must live strong! Only by living can there be hope! Shenshuizong, as long as we have us! The Shenshui Sect will never be destroyed!"

"Yes! The Shenshui Sect will not be destroyed!"

No matter how difficult the road ahead is! None of them back down!

Even if it is full of thorns and dark thorns, full of ravines and deep moats! Even if you climb all the way, you have to climb down with poisonous thorns all over your body!

Because, each of them bears the lives of more than 800 disciples of the Shenshui Sect!

Eight hundred disciples have one heart and one life!

Shenshuizong will not perish! never!

When the suzerain ordered the talisman array to be opened, and when a burst of moonlight shrouded the two hundred disciples, strings of mysterious and transparent runes flowed around them like twinkling stars.

Everyone turned towards the direction of the bamboo forest, clasped their fists and saluted, and said silently with tears in their eyes: Fellow teachers and sisters, there will be a date later!

The ancestral hall shook slightly, and calm was restored in an instant.

Liu Yizhi coughed and panted heavily, killing the disciples of the Shenshui Sect all the way, and was blocked by a water column when he rushed to the main peak of the sect.

He couldn't help squinting his eyes and said with a smile, "The star field of the lower realm is really a magical place. There is someone who controls the water spirit in such a small water sect? Could it be that the holy water is on you!"

Murong Xun gave him a sneer smile, "You can try it! You will know if you are here."

The two of them were like two shooting stars piercing the sky, and suddenly they fought each other, and as the swishing profound force was drawn, bursts of blasting cyclones spread around the two of them.

At the same time, Hong Jinchuan was leading many disciples of the Second Mansion to kill the disciples of the Shenshui Sect, and at the same time asked them about the whereabouts of Shenshui.

"I don't know!" A Shenshui Sect disciple fell to the ground, looked at Hong Jinchuan with eyes wide open, and laughed sharply, "Even if my aunt knew, she wouldn't tell you bastards! Go to hell!"

After saying that, he blew himself up suddenly.

When the roar came, Lu Yun, who was fighting with an elder of the second mansion, swayed involuntarily, looked back, and bit her lip.

The consecutive self-explosion sounds from the disciples of the Shenshui Sect were blocked by the defensive profound weapons in the hands of the people from the Erfu.

It's just that their faces are quite ugly at the moment.

How dare such a group of ants dare to resist! Up to now, no one has revealed the whereabouts of the holy water, which really makes them lose face!

Hong Jinchuan's big disciple Gong Yang picked up a fat woman fiercely, and slapped her on the head, "Tell me! Where is the holy water? As long as you are willing to tell, I will give you a chance to live!"

The fat lady swooped and slammed her head heavily on Gong Yang's forehead, immediately making a big red mark on his forehead.

She spit on Gong Yang's face, and laughed loudly, "Little bastard! Go to hell!"

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From the beginning to the end, these two days have entered an important turning point in the book, and after the turn, I, Joe, will be growing up. Don't worry, let me write slowly, and write more excitingly, it is best not to influence my thinking.

Ten more is over today. Tomorrow is still the tenth shift, and the day after tomorrow will resume the sixth shift. The author is very busy next week.

There are also some readers who are worried, will the abuse of a hundred chapters intentionally separate me, Joe and the prince? It doesn't exist, the author will never abuse for the sake of abuse, so don't worry. Finally, please read it silently three times with me, the author is my real mother, Joe.