Chapter 1282： 10 big congenitals, 7 strokes 3!

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At the same time, in the White League headquarters in the magic city hundreds of miles away, a figure soared to the sky, and it was about to shoot away! ?

The speed of this figure is extremely fast, looking at the direction she wants to go, it seems that the battlefield is located hundreds of miles away!

It's just that at the moment this slender figure rushed into the sky, another figure appeared directly in front of her.

Bai Yewei frowned slightly, took a deep look at the opposite person, and her eyes changed slightly.

The person in front of him is indeed the Patriarch of the Song Family, Song Zifeng!

In the old white house below, an indifferent voice came out: "Song Zifeng, do you dare to break the contract?"

Song Zifeng smiled, and then casually said: "Do you really think that our Song family made an appointment with you? Bai Zhanyuan, although you are strong, but guess, can you pass me?"

In the old Bai family house below, Bai Zhanyuan's figure slowly walked out from the front door, and after looking up at Song Zifeng above the sky, he said coldly: "Weiwei, you go first, I'll deal with this old guy. I don't believe it, a trivial congenital three-story peak can survive in my hands!"

At this moment, Bai Zhanyuan is already the number one master in the entire ancient martial arts cultivation world, and no one can handle the existence!

Even Song Zifeng might not be Bai Zhanyuan's opponent.

However, Song Zifeng's face didn't show any fear at all. He just chuckled, "Bai Zhanyuan, you should look around!"

Bai Zhanyuan raised his brows slightly, and his back figure slowly rose into the air, and when he looked around below, his eyes instantly became gloomy!

Because at the moment, near the Bai family, hundreds of people have surrounded the entire Bai family. Everyone has a chariot as high as one person, comparable to a car!

Bai Zhanyuan's voice was extremely cold and indifferent: "Song Family Soul Chaser? Song Zifeng, what a great handwriting!"

Above the sky, Song Zifeng laughed loudly: "What about Bai Zhanyuan, even if you can kill me, so what? There are hundreds of soul chasers in my Song family. This is all the accumulation of a hundred years! Under the explosion together, I am afraid. Your entire headquarters of the White League will be dead! Except for you and Bai Yewei, who can escape the slaughter of my Song family?"

Bai Zhanyuan slowly raised his head, and coldly looked at Song Zifeng above: "What do you want?"

Song Zifeng chuckled: "I don't want to do anything, I just want you to stay still. The number of people sent by the White League is already large enough, there is no need to intervene in this battle!"

Bai Zhanyuan shook his head: "I don't believe it, for the sake of a military alliance, your Song family is willing to bury all the hundred year-end accumulation!"

Song Zifeng shrugged slightly, and then smiled: "Believe it or not! You Bai Meng are so overbearing, and you really made you destroy the Wu Meng. Then, is it my Song family? Once the Song family has taken action, there is absolutely no way back!"

Bai Zhanyuan suddenly snorted: "There are only a hundred soul chasers, don't you really think I Bai Meng is a vegetarian?"

"If the Song family is not enough, how about my Ling family?"

The moment a voice just fell, another figure appeared beside Song Zifeng like lightning!

Then, dozens of auras rising to the sky madly erupted within the surrounding kilometers!

After feeling these breaths, Bai Zhanyuan's face changed again and again!

These people are surprisingly the innate masters in the entire ancient martial arts world, among dozens of large and small ancient martial families, there are close to 30 people!

The White League has gathered more than a dozen ancient martial arts families, and naturally it is not without any background. Just as Bai Zhanyuan said, even if the power of the Song family comes out from the nest, it may not be able to cause too much damage to the White League!

However, these more than 20 innate masters have taken action, and now many of the innate masters within the Bai League have left. In this case, Bai Zhanyuan is not sure of winning!

But then, Bai Zhanyuan suddenly laughed: "It seems that the innate masters in the entire ancient martial arts practice world are all showing up today! Let me see...Here, more than 90% of the innate masters should have gathered here. ! In other words, apart from two or three kittens, no one else will participate in that battle! In that case, how about we watch the show?"

Above the sky, Song Zifeng and Ling's Patriarch Ling Xiao glanced at each other, and then both nodded slightly. No one spoke, it seemed that they had acquiesced to Bai Zhanyuan's words.

After a while, Bai Yewei returned to Bai Zhanyuan's side and asked in a deep voice: "Why don't you fight? These people blocked us here. If there is an accident over there, I'm afraid..."

Bai Zhanyuan waved his hand lightly, and then smiled: "These guys may not just want to fight to the death with our White League! They just want to see if the strength of the Wu League can cause damage to our White League! After all, These guys are all sweeping the snow in front of their doors, so who cares about the frost on others?

Bai Yewei still frowned: "But over there..."

Bai Zhanyuan smiled and said: "It's okay, don't worry, the vast majority of innate masters have already gathered here, so there must be no surprises there, at most it is the two innate shots of the Song family, plus the old ghost of the Li family from the Wu League. And Chen Ping, there are four innates in total, of which there is only one innate second-level peak, and the other three are only innate first-level peaks, nothing to worry about! Great Elders, they are enough to deal with!"

Bai Yewei nodded lightly, and said no more.

Indeed, as Bai Zhanyuan said, although dozens of innate masters have gathered here, as long as Bai Zhanyuan doesn't do anything, these people will never move easily!

After all, Bai Zhanyuan and Bai Yewei are too strong to be invincible. Adding a Haijing Nation, even if there are a large number of these people, they will definitely suffer heavy casualties if they want to deal with the current Bai League!

Each of them comes from a different family, so naturally they won't give up their lives and fight with the White League, at best they will contain each other.

That being the case, let's watch this scene, the final result is good!

As long as the two major congenitals of the Wu League are destroyed on the other side, the Song family's vitality is greatly injured. At that time, the return of the major congenitals of the White League will naturally make these families retreat!

This is also good, it can speed up the pace of the White League's unification!

Thinking of this, Bai Zhanyuan also returned directly to his study, with a faint smile on his face.

However, the hundreds of Song family children around the White League headquarters, as well as Ling Xiao and Song Zifeng above the sky, did not leave.

Ling Xiao watched Bai Zhanyuan no longer move, and took a deep breath, turned his head and glanced at Song Zifeng: "Old Song, are you sure this battle is okay?"

Song Zifeng smiled faintly: "No matter if there is a problem, this is already the last hope, isn't it?"

Ling Xiao was stunned for a moment, and then gave a wry smile, only nodding slightly.

Yes, if the Wu League is defeated, with these ancient Wu clan now scattered in the sand, there is no way to deal with the White League, and they can only be defeated by each!

Therefore, if the military alliance wins this battle, it can continue to deal with it. If the military alliance loses, their families, I am afraid that there will be no good fruits!

So the key to everything is the battle hundreds of miles away!

It's just that there has been completely blocked by the Wumeng, and there is no news to get out. If you want to know the result, you can only wait.

As for the battlefield at this moment, the four major innates of the White League have directly come to the top of the battlefield, surrounding the entire battlefield!

In the center of the battlefield, both Hu Bailong and Old Man Li, who were still fighting, both stepped back. Hu Bailong quickly came directly to the side of the elder of the White League. After a violent gasp, his eyes also appeared in his eyes. Kind of relaxed color.

In this way, the old man Li and the Song family innate, that is, the innate second-tier peak master Song Zihao in the Song family, were directly surrounded by five innate masters!

However, in the periphery of the encirclement, another innate master's breath emerged, it was the last innate of the Song family, Song Ziwen!

Two of the Song family’s three big congenitals came!

It's just a pity that even if you add Mr. Li, you are only one second-tier innate and two first-tier innate.

But the other party has five people!

Among them, the two elders and the three long white dragons are both the pinnacles of the second-tier innate!

The Fifth Elder and the Seventh Elder are both at the first innate level. As for the Great Elder, they are even the pinnacle of the third innate!

There is a big gap between the strength of the two sides, and it can even be said to be completely crushed!

After Song Ziwen broke into the encirclement, the few members of the White League did not stop him. When Song Ziwen came to Old Man Li, he asked straightforwardly: "Didn't you say that Chen Ping from the Wu League will come? People?"

Old man Li smiled faintly: "Of course he will show up at a critical moment, but for now, don't count on him! Let's think about it first, how to deal with these guys!"

Song Ziwen and Song Zihao looked at each other helplessly, and then Song Ziwen said in a deep voice, "How to deal with this? Five to three, this can't be done!"

Elder Li shook his head: "It's not five to three! It's seven to three!"

Song Ziwen and Song Zihao both froze for a moment!

Then I saw there were two people in the distance. They didn't get close here. They just held their shoulders and looked at this side coldly from the periphery. Although there are hundreds of meters away, they can still feel it. The first breath on these two people!

Although these two are only the pinnacles of innate level, their strength is not weak, their identities were also recognized by Song Ziwen the first time!

This is clearly the two innate masters in the White League!

However, these two people did not become one of the elders of the White League. They were called Keqing within the White League.

There are a total of five people like this, Xia Mingyu, who was in charge of the peak training camp, is one of them!

The two people who came here today are as powerful as Xia Mingyu.

Although the two guest qings did not intend to take action, once the situation is unstable, they may join the battle at any time!

As a result, Song Ziwen and Song Zihao's faces became more and more ugly.

Old man Li didn't seem to be nervous, and he smiled casually: "Two people, don't be so nervous! After living so old, what else can't be seen? It's just a big battle. What can happen?"

Song Ziwen turned his head and glared at Old Man Li: "You old ghost, you are almost 80 years old, and you are happy enough. Of course you are not afraid, I haven't lived enough yet!"

Father Li rolled his eyes suddenly: "Your eldest brother Song Zifeng is not as big as I am. You and I call yourself Laozi? You are not brave!"

Song Zihao curled his lips: "There is a **** when you are old! At such an old age, you still have a congenital level, not ashamed?"

The old man Li's face turned red to the color of pig liver, he snorted coldly, and didn't say much. He just pointed to the three long white dragons on the opposite side: "This guy gave it to me!"?