Chapter 618

The night was dark and the wind was cold.

At night, the southern Chu was supposed to be quiet, but it was turbulent.

If you look down from the sky, under the dark night, there are dark shadows in every corner: the ancient city, attic, restaurant, shop, almost everywhere, there will be blood light.

As ye Chen expected, the intelligence network of hengyuezong and zhengyangzong took action. They jointly carried out a ghost like operation against the intelligence network of Qingyun sect, and each Qingyun intelligence network stronghold was uprooted.

Within an hour, the intelligence network of Qingyun clan was paralyzed, but the headquarters of Qingyun clan did not know it.

At the same time, there were a large number of troops in the nine main branches of Zhengyang Zong and Hengyue Zong.

In the ninth Hall of Hengyue Zong, ye Chen has already disguised himself as Cang Xing.

At the moment, he stood on the high platform, under which was a piece of black, covering the earth. Everyone was covered with black robes, and everyone only showed a pair of eyes outside.

Yes, there are bloodthirsty hall, Qingyun sect, Zhengyang sect and Yin Zhiping. However, no matter how they are divided, there are no Yang Dingtian's people.

Just like the ninth branch Hall of Hengyue, the other eight sub halls are the same. Zhong Kui and they are acting as the hall masters. At the moment, they are gathering troops in the capacity of being the hall masters, and their actions are extremely secret and swift.

Let's go!

With Ye Chen's command, the army pulled out, and the transmission arrays of the ninth temple were opened one after another, and pieces of human figures disappeared inside.

Less than a quarter of an hour after they left, there was a flash of blood at the same time in the nine branches of Hengyue Zong, and the intelligence personnel stationed in the nine branches of Hengyue were killed at the same time.

Then, the army of Yan and Huang divided into nine roads and entered the hall of the ninth branch of the Zong of Hengyue, and the border of the city was opened immediately.

Soon, the ancient three links, the boundless Taoist, Bai Yi and Yang Dingtian all secretly walked out of the ninth temple. With them, there were hundreds of figures. Each breath was obscure, and the weakest cultivation was in the sky and the underworld.

Everything is in full swing, bloody gas, or slowly floating all over the South Chu.

Here, ye Chen led the ninth point hall army, has been out of the transmission array, with the fastest speed into a stretch of mountains.

"Stand by." Ye Chen left a word, and then step up a mountain, very close to the north, it seems to be able to see through the dark night a majestic city.

It is Qingyun Tiancheng, the ninth Temple of Qingyun sect. Under the dark night, Qingyun Tiancheng is full of divine splendor, just like a bright pearl inlaid on the dark earth.

"Lord of the temple." I don't know when, an old man with a black robe stepped up the mountain and saluted respectfully at first.

"What's the matter?" Ye Chen glanced at the old man in the black robe. His performance was very lifelike. In a pair of dark eyes, there was still a cold light, which made people feel scared.

"I don't understand." The black robed old man took a deep breath and said that he did not forget to take a look at Ye Chen secretly. "What you bring out of the hall master is the lineage of the leader of the sect. Leave Yang Dingtian's people in the ninth point hall. Will this be..."

"Are you questioning me?" Ye Chen's eyes are sharp and cold, staring at the old man in black.

"I dare not, I dare not." By Ye Chen such a stare, the black robed old man shivers all over, the atmosphere dare not make a sound.

"You don't have to teach me how to deploy troops." Ye Chen snorted coldly, "you have to know, to question me is to question the master teacher. Don't ask what you shouldn't ask and don't say what you shouldn't say. The only thing you have to do is to carry out the order."

"I understand." The old man in black hastily made a salute, turned and walked down the mountain.

"How about it?" As soon as the black robed old man went down, several people gathered around him. They were basically the lineage of Yin Zhiping. They were very confused about the deployment of troops tonight, so they chose a person to ask Ye Chen.

"Don't ask what you shouldn't ask, don't say what you shouldn't say." The black robed old man said Ye Chen's words intact, "the temple Master said, the only thing we have to do is to carry out orders."

"But isn't it too much of a surprise to send troops here?" Some people questioned, "we can all be the direct lineage of the leader of the sect. It doesn't make sense to leave Yang Dingtian's people in the branch hall and drag us to the battlefield to die."

"Why don't you send someone to confirm it? What if it's the punishment of the heaven and the punishment of the Yin and Yang? "

"You can't die." The old man in black snorted, "we belong to the ninth temple. We report to the leader directly over the hall leader. This is against the regulations."

"It's true." Someone stroked his beard and said, "if it's reported, it's ok if the punishment goes up, but if it's not, the leader will not punish us, but what about Cang Xing? If you dare to question him and report to the teacher behind his back, you will be surprised if he doesn't die. "

"If you want me to say, we'll just follow orders." Another person pondered, "if something happens, it's the punishment."

"Yes, Cang Xing is the ninth branch of the hall. If he dares to obey the emperor's will, he will be spared by the church?""So it's impossible for us to worry about things. You know, although he is the leader of the temple, he also listens to the leader's instruction, isn't he? Perhaps such a deployment is the order of the leader, who may have other plans. "

"Don't worry, we and zhengyangzong alliance, two on one, occupy the absolute upper hand, die is also Qingyun Zong people." There was a faint smile, and there was a cruel light flashing in the eyes, "it is said that the female disciples of Qingyun sect are all very water spirit."

As soon as the words were said, the people showed their white teeth in succession. In the weak moonlight, they looked very gloomy.

Although the voice of several people's whispering is small, it is still caught by Ye Chen. Under the black robe, the corners of his mouth hook a sneer radian, "I'm afraid you will not be able to enjoy it."

Words fall, the breath of a cold burst into the mountains.

Ye Chen eyebrows a pick, looked at the distance.

There, the dark shadows covered the earth, and the battle was huge. The army of the ninth Temple of Zhengyang sect arrived.

In the distance, ye Chen saw a beautiful image in front of the army. Although she was also covered in black, she could not escape his eyes. At present, her demeanor is unique, that is, a banished immortal, holy and flawless.

That person, take a closer look, is not the saint of Zhengyang sect, the body of Xuanling Ji ningshuang?

"I didn't expect such a level." Looking at it, ye Chen coughed.

But on second thought, he figured it out.

Ji ningshuang is the Lord of the ninth Temple of Zhengyang sect. She is in charge of the ninth Temple army.

Ye Chen really ignored this point. Zhengyang sect and Hengyue sect formed an alliance. The first branch Hall of Zhengyang sect and the first branch Hall of Hengyue were united into one army. The attack was the first branch Hall of Qingyun sect. The second branch Hall of Zhengyang sect and the second branch Hall of Hengyue were combined into one army, and the second branch Hall of Qingyun sect was attacked.

By analogy, isn't the army of the ninth point Hall of Hengyue led by him want to cooperate with the army of the ninth branch Hall of Zhengyang sect led by Ji ningshuang?

"This is not an opportunity." Looking at Ji ningshuang who has walked into the mountains, ye Chen murmured, "you are the leader of Zhengyang sect in the future. We are destined to meet in the battlefield one day."

"Since we are destined to be enemies, I can't let you go back alive." Ye Chen took a deep breath, boiling blood became a little cold, the cruelty of the war, can not tolerate him to have a little pity.