Chapter 336

The Misty Peak was just a place where the disciples of the Misty School used to practice martial arts. There were no houses or anything like that. The Misty School disciples had left in a hurry and did not even take any chairs or other things with them. Ou Peng looked around and casually sat on a rock and closed his eyes to rest.

Not long after, a few more disciples came up from the bottom of the mountain and reported their battle results. It was the news that the disciples of the Misty School were retreating in defeat.

Ou Peng could no longer sit still. He stood up, walked to the front of the mountain and looked down. The Ethereal Peak was actually not very high. Although he could not see clearly, he could tell the result of the battle at a glance.

The masked members of the Righteous Alliance had already pushed their front line to the back of the meeting hall. The disciples of the Misty School fought with their lives. With every step they took back, there would be disciples of the Righteous Alliance or Misty School lying on the ground. There were many corpses on the square in front of the meeting hall. Ou Peng sighed and turned back to shout, "Where is Aunt Qin?"

"Big Sect Master, I'm here."

Ou Peng said, "Take half of the female disciples of the Mingcui School down the mountain to support Chengyue and the others. Tell them to form a formation in front of the Misty Peak and use the terrain to defend against the enemy. Also, take a look at the situation. If it really doesn't work, retreat back up the mountain."

"Yes, Big Sect Master."

After hearing this, Aunt Qin led Changge and the other disciples down the mountain.

The elite disciples at the foot of the mountain saw the female disciples of the Mingcui School coming down the mountain to support them. They immediately became spirited and together with the female disciples, they blocked the Righteous Alliance at the foot of the Misty Peak.

The battle between sects was far more tragic than the feuds between individuals in the pugilistic world.

In just a few moments, many disciples of the Misty School and the Righteous Alliance had lost their lives. On the side of the Misty School, there were experts led by Zhang Chengyue, Wen Wenhai, Lu Mingyue and the others. However, most of the disciples with average martial arts skills had already died under the sword. Even the elite disciples who had undergone special training had lost many of their lives. Many of them were still fighting with injuries.

Ou Peng sighed and turned to look at the back of the mountain. Inadvertently, he saw the panoramic view of Ping Yang City not far away. He could not help but feel a pang in his heart. Back then, his younger Senior Brothers loved to watch the lights of Ping Yang City at night when they were not practicing martial arts. In the blink of an eye, decades had passed. Everything seemed to have happened just last night. Today, he was separated from his two brothers by life and death. The changes in the world and the cycle of heaven were truly unpredictable.

The back of the mountain was peaceful. There were almost no signs of fighting. The main focus of the Righteous Alliance must be in front of the Misty School. The back of the mountain was just to prevent the disciples of the Misty School from escaping. Ou Peng estimated that Hu Yunyi should have led a group of disciples through the secret passage by now. Perhaps, they would be lucky enough to avoid the disciples of the Righteous Alliance.

Unfortunately, just as he was thinking, he saw a commotion in the back of the mountain. The faint sound of swords clashing could be heard. Wasn't it the direction of the exit of the secret passage?

Could it be that the Righteous Alliance knew about the exit of the Misty School's secret passage?

However, before Ou Peng could think further, a whistling arrow was heard from the secret passage.

Ou Peng was shocked. He hurriedly ran to the front of the mountain. When he looked down, from afar, from the direction of Ping Yang City, there were many blurry figures leaping over like bullets. A long howl was heard from one of the figures in front. The sound was so loud that it shook the surroundings. It showed that the person's inner strength was extremely profound.

Hearing this long howl, Ou Peng's eyes flashed fiercely. His entire person exuded a shocking murderous aura. At the same time, he circulated his qi in his dantian. A purple color flashed across his face. He also let out a long howl. His aura was not inferior to the former's.

After the two long howls, the blurry figures were much closer. There were about four or five of them in front. They were approaching the main road of the Ethereal Villa. One look and one could tell that they were people with superb qinggong. Seeing this, Ou Peng felt much more at ease.

The person who let out the long howl was the leader of the Righteous Alliance, Zhang San. The few behind him must be the deputy leaders of the Righteous Alliance. Since the main characters had appeared, the ending had to begin. Everything would come to an end!

Not long after, Zhang San and the others had arrived at the entrance of the Ethereal Villa.

Zhang San was an old man with a yellow face. He was dressed in hemp clothes. He was not in a hurry to enter the Misty School. Instead, he stopped at the foot of the archway and stared at the two majestic words. After staring for a long time, he waved his hand and led the four deputy leaders behind him into the Ethereal Villa.

Ever since Zhang San's roar sounded out, the Righteous Alliance's attacks had also increased, and the number of casualties on both sides had increased by quite a bit. Seeing that the two sides were either fighting one on one or ganging up on several people, Zhang San frowned slightly. Soon after, he increased his speed and passed through the intense battle, completely ignoring the Righteous Alliance disciples who were still at a disadvantage.

That was, soldiers against soldiers, generals against generals. Ou Peng would not brandish his sword here. It was even more impossible for Zhang San to do so.

The disciples of the Misty School did not even look at the people who had just entered. Although they had a slight advantage, they did not have the extra energy to deal with other people, not to mention the leaders of the sects.

Only when they were going up the mountain did a few low level disciples try to attack the leaders of the Righteous Alliance with their weapons. However, before the weapons could even reach them, the figures of the leaders had already disappeared. The difference between them was too great. Fortunately, these old men would not lower themselves to the same level as them. After dodging the weapons, they ran away and did not retaliate at all.

On the peak of the Misty Peak, Liu Qingyang held two broad axes in his hands and stood proudly. Seeing Zhang San approaching, he shouted: "Old Zhang, eat this axe of yours."

After he finished speaking, he raised his arm and chopped down with the wheel-sized axe. Although it was only a single move, the force behind it was sharp and the technique was profound. It enveloped the top of Zhang San's head, making it impossible for Zhang San to dodge or evade.

Liu Qingyang's move was a bit of a bully. Not to mention that he had the upper hand, while Zhang San was climbing the peak and was at a disadvantage. In fact, even if Zhang San could stop and let this move pass, Liu Qingyang would not do so.

Who was Zhang San?

He was the leader of the Righteous Alliance. When he did not show his face, his howl could shake the entire place. But when he just showed his face, he was suppressed by others. How could he dare to let others do this?

He was indeed a top expert in the Jianghu. When Zhang San saw the broad axe chopping down, he was not nervous at all. He laughed and said: "Leader Ou, is this how your Misty School treats its guests?"

While laughing, his body did not slow down. He stretched out his fan-like right hand and reached up like lightning. He found the right opportunity and slapped to the side. "Clang!" A muffled sound was heard. It was like an axe hitting a wooden board. Old Fifth Liu's broad axe was slapped to the side by Zhang San's palm. Old Fifth Liu was furious. He did not care about his unstable body. He raised his other hand and was about to chop down. But at this time, Zhang San had already jumped to the peak. He laughed coldly and slapped towards Old Fifth Liu's chest. If this Universal Hand hit him, wouldn't Old Fifth Liu be the same as the other two brothers?

Although Old Fifth Liu was reckless, he had also fought in life and death situations. He hurriedly blocked the broad axe in front of his chest. Seeing this, Zhang San did not change his move. He directly slapped the broad axe. With the same muffled sound, a huge force penetrated Old Fifth Liu's arm. Old Fifth Liu's body was already unstable. At this moment, his lower body was unstable. He was sent flying back by Zhang San's slap. At this time, a black shadow pulled up. The scabbard in his hand touched Old Fifth Liu's body, eliminating the force of Old Fifth Liu's retreat. Old Fifth Liu's strong body landed steadily. Beside him stood the thin figure of Li Jian.

Liu Qingyang naturally looked at the two broad axes in his hands. He could not help but suck in a breath of cold air. On the two broad axes, there were two distinct palm prints.

Zhang San did not look at Liu Qingyang anymore. He raised his head and looked at Ou Peng. Ou Peng stood far away and looked at him coldly. When their eyes met, the corners of their eyes faintly trembled. Zhang San smiled and said, "Leader Ou, is this how you treat your guests?"

Ou Peng was still cold. He said, "When a friend comes, there is good wine. When a wolf comes, there is a hunting knife.

Does my Misty School have to sweep the bed and welcome the Righteous Alliance? "

Zhang San chuckled and did not answer.

A thin old man at the side said loudly, "Since ancient times, the weak are prey to the strong. Only the fittest survive. Your Misty School has been declining for a long time. It's time for the Misty Peak to change its master."

Ou Peng glanced at the old man and said, "So it's the first deputy leader of the Righteous Alliance, Old Master Chai. Every word you say is true. You are right.

In this Jianghu, it has always been a place where fists speak. Old Master Chai's intention is to decide the fate of our Misty School? "

Old Master Chai, Chai Qingrong said proudly, "That's my intention."

"If you want to speak, you need to have the strength to speak. This humble one wants to see if Old Master Chai has the ability to speak." A cold voice sounded. It was the black clothed Li Jian.

Chai Qingrong drew his sword from his waist and sneered, "This Chai has long heard of the Misty Seven Swords. Today is the right time. Why not let this Chai broaden his horizons?"

"As you wish, there is no need to invite." After saying that, Li Jian threw away his scabbard and stabbed out with his sword.

Chai Qingrong saw this and laughed angrily, "Good, good, good. The waves of the river will surpass one another." The long sword in his hand was also thrust out.

The two immediately began to fight.

Liu Qingyang saw this and waved the axe in his hand. He said loudly, "Which boy will fight with this grandpa?"

The several deputy leaders of the Righteous Alliance looked at each other. None of them wanted to go forward. Of course, whoever went forward would have to call the other grandpa.

A moment later, a black-faced rough man stepped out from the crowd. He held a copper staff and shouted like thunder, "You brute, don't try to take advantage of me with your mouth. Your Grandpa Mi will teach you a lesson."

Old Fifth Liu looked over and saw that it was the Righteous Alliance's fifth deputy leader, Mi Kong. He couldn't help but sneer, "I was wondering who it was. Isn't it the Mi Kong from a few years ago who fought to a draw with me?

Come, come, come. Let me see if you have improved in these few years. "

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