Chapter 5186

"Fighting spirit in one go, weakening in the second, and exhausting in the third!

Although our Fortune Gate's disciples are charging into the sword formation in one go, it's obvious that these sword cultivators are avoiding our attacks. Once our Fortune Gate's disciples are slightly weakened, they will definitely launch a large-scale counterattack. At that time … it will be our Fortune Gate's time to retreat! "

"Maybe Zhao Ming is right. After this battle in the Sky Patrol City, our Fortune Gate's disciples will grow, but what about these fallen disciples?"

"What about the culprit who instigated the battle between our Fortune Gate and the Sky Patrol City?

Is their target the Fortune Gate or the Sky Patrol City?

If our Fortune Gate is defeated, do we still have a chance to survive? "

A thousand regrets and a thousand thoughts flowed into Zhong Haoran's mind like floating cotton, causing him to be unable to see the situation of the battle. "Woo …" At this moment, a low whistling sound came from not far away. A cultivator at the middle stage of the Gold Core Realm urged his figure to break away from the battle, and flew towards the distance without the slightest hesitation. Zhong Haoran raised his gaze, and saw it clearly. Wasn't that the Sect Master of the Wisdom Pavilion, Wu Cheng?

"Hehe …" Zhong Haoran sneered and thought to himself, "I'm relieved to have found a deserting Sect Master!"

However, just as Zhong Haoran was about to withdraw his gaze, he suddenly saw some sword lights in the sky behind him from the corner of his eye. He couldn't help but be stunned for a moment before he hurriedly turned around to look towards the south!

At this time, there were already groups of people flying over from the vast Snow Domain. These people did not look as powerful as the Fortune Gate's disciples, but the momentum they exuded was something the Fortune Gate's disciples could not compare to!

Within the momentum, layers of sword intent condensed and sealed off the Fortune Gate disciples' escape route …

"Sure enough …" Seeing this, Zhong Haoran breathed a sigh of relief as if he had finally seen the end. He whispered, "This is the sword cultivators' trap …"

However, before Zhong Haoran could think about why the sword cultivators would attack the Fortune Gate disciples, there were screams of ecstasy from the battle group, "Quick … look!

Our sword cultivators' reinforcements are here!!! "

"Kill!"

Above the Sky Patrol City's southern city gates, the sword formation that looked like a cocoon was being torn apart. Groups of swordsmen flew out and pounced on the Fortune Gate's disciples who had destroyed the sword formation outside the city gates like wolves and tigers!

The number of swordsmen that came later was several times more than the swordsmen that came before!

Seeing so many swordsmen flying out and being surrounded by sword cultivators, the Fortune Gate disciples were already flustered. The advantage they had gained earlier collapsed in an instant. Many Fortune Gate disciples put away their flying swords and magic artifacts to protect themselves, hesitating on how to deal with the situation. More Fortune Gate disciples' figures flickered as they broke away from the battle, seemingly wanting to escape. In an instant, the whole battle was in chaos!

"Fortune Gate disciples, heed my command, kill!"

Zhong Zhan's hoarse voice could be heard amidst the chaos. "We can only survive if we kill our way into Sky Patrol City!"

Hearing Zhong Zhan's words, the nearby Fortune Gate disciples were ready to attack again. They wanted to kill their way into Sky Patrol City before the sword cultivators arrived.

"Yan Xun Manor's disciples …" Then, another loud voice could be heard. It was Cheng Jizi's voice. "Heed my command, form a group and turn back. We'll take advantage of the fact that the sword cultivators have yet to form and break through the encirclement …"

"Where's Wu City?

Where's that damn Wu City? "Zhao Ming's voice could also be heard amidst the chaos!

"Damn it!"

Seeing this, Zhong Haoran cursed in a low voice. He raised his hand and put it into his bosom. He had already taken out another crimson sword!

"Martial Uncle …" Fei Yunshu flew out from Zhong Haoran's left side. His clothes were also soaked in blood. He said anxiously, "It really happened, what should we do?"

Although Zhong Haoran's heart was in a mess, he could not show it in front of his disciples. He smiled calmly and said, "What are you afraid of?

We've already anticipated this situation and we've even discussed it! "

"Alright, this disciple will listen to Martial Uncle!"

Fei Yunshu looked at the scarlet sword in Zhong Haoran's hand and knew that Zhong Haoran had made a decision. He sighed in relief and nodded.

"Swoosh …" In the distant battlefield, a dim golden light flashed and Zhong Zhan's figure landed not far away from Zhong Haoran. Zhong Zhan's robe was tattered and stained with blood. His left hand was gone, and his right hand was holding an equally broken magic treasure. Before he could steady himself, Zhong Zhan angrily said, "Martial Uncle!

Are you still thinking about the escape route at this point?

This is the time to test our Fortune Gate's disciples. As long as we pass this hurdle and take down the Sky Patrol City, our Fortune Gate's name will immediately spread throughout the world!

Once you give the order, all our previous plans will be for naught … "

Fei Yunshu was also angry, "Zhong Zhan, don't you see?

Our Fortune Gate's disciples are surrounded by sword cultivators. We've really fallen into their trap. The only way to escape from this trap is to retreat … "

"You're wrong!"

Zhong Zhan's eyes were like fire as he resolutely shook his head and said, "We can only fight with our backs to the wall and attack the Sky Patrol City!

If we don't have the heart to die, none of us will be able to escape from this hopeless situation today! "

"How am I wrong?"

Fei Yunshu shouted, "Previously, we arranged for the Fortune Gate to surround the Sky Patrol City from all sides, with the real attack from the east, west, and south, and a feint attack from the north. This was to let the Sky Patrol City's sword cultivators know that they might not be able to defeat our Fortune Gate's disciples and escape from the north!

But now?

Not only did the Sky Patrol City's sword cultivators not escape, they even opened the Sky Patrol City's defensive sword array and counterattacked our Fortune Gate.

Our plan has been seen through by the Sky Patrol City, and they want to attack our Fortune Gate with the sword cultivators behind us!

We have already expected this situation, so we can only retreat … "

Zhong Haoran restrained his temper and wanted to persuade Zhong Zhan, but at this moment, most of the Fortune Gate's disciples on the south side of the Sky Patrol City had already started to retreat. The Burning Crane Union's Zhao Ming was giving orders in a low voice, while the Qu Hong Faction's Wang Jiancheng, Cloud Pavilion Fort's Xu Zhonglin, Heaven Competing Pavilion's Zhuo Hong, and Yuanfeng Stockade's Zhou Ji had already gone to the east and west sides of the Sky Patrol City. Zhong Haoran did not know how they would deal with this, but since Zhao Ming was ready to escape, the other sects' Chiefs would definitely not fight to the death like Zhong Zhan!

"Sigh …" Zhong Haoran sighed as a sense of helplessness rose in his heart. He no longer hesitated and opened his mouth. A blood-red flying sword flew out and hit the sword in his hand!

"Martial Uncle …" Zhong Zhan cried out in grief, as if he had just witnessed the world's most precious thing being destroyed.

"Keng …" The sword emitted a metallic sound and soared into the sky. After flying for more than a hundred zhang, the sword emitted a thunderous boom and a light shadow rapidly emerged. A flying sword several dozen zhang in size appeared, and this scarlet flying sword soared through the sky at an extremely fast speed, piercing through the dark clouds!

"Swoosh …" The dark clouds were pierced through, and a pillar of sunlight pierced through the dark clouds like a sword, piercing through the sky and landing on the north side of the Sky Patrol City …

"Go …"

All the Fortune Gate's disciples already had the intention to retreat. Seeing that Zhong Haoran was about to give the order to retreat, they no longer hesitated. They shouted in a low voice and urged their bodies to retreat, gathering at the south side of the Sky Patrol City …

"Hu …" Looking at the blood-red flying sword piercing through the dark clouds, Zhong Zhan's heart felt as if it had been pierced through. His eyes instantly lost their spirit, but it only lasted for a moment before they regained their determination. He looked at Fei Yunshu and Zhong Haoran and said, "Both of you, leave!

I'm not leaving, I'm going to kill my way to the Sky Patrol City! "

"Zhong Zhan!"

Zhong Haoran looked at Zhong Zhan and asked word by word, "Tell this old man the truth, were you the one who issued the Sect Master's Order?"

Zhong Zhan raised his head and looked at Zhong Haoran, and said in a sad voice, "Martial Uncle, even now, you still don't believe me?"

Zhong Zhan looked past Zhong Haoran and into the distance. He could clearly see the sword cultivators surrounding the Fortune Gate's disciples, and even the Heavenly Demon Sect's disciples' battle formation!

Zhong Haoran opened his mouth and said, "Let's go, today's momentum is gone …"

"Your momentum is gone!" Zhong Zhan retracted his gaze and stared fixedly at Zhong Haoran, saying, "But my heart is not dead!

Martial Uncle, I know you don't believe me, but I'll say one last thing, this Sect Master's Order was not issued by me!

However, I can tell you with certainty that if this Sect Master's Order was issued a few days later, my Sect Master's Order would have been issued!

This Sect Master's Order is really in my heart!

My Fortune Gate really needs this kind of blood test … "

"But many people will die in this test!" Fei Yunshu shouted, "Moreover, didn't you see?

Today, we, and all the Fortune Gate's disciples, may die here! "

"We can die!" Zhong Zhan sneered and said, "But how can the Fortune Gate's disciples die?

If they die, what's the use of my Fortune Gate?

My Fortune Gate's disciples may die, but how can my Fortune Gate's spirit die?

Even if the Fortune Gate is gone after today's battle!

As long as Daoist Xiao's name exists, the Fortune Gate will be re-established on the Dawn Rain Mainland in a hundred years, or even a thousand years!

How can a Fortune Gate without blood and lives be Daoist Xiao's Fortune Gate? "

Zhong Zhan took a deep breath and turned to look at the Sky Patrol City. Although the city was still on guard, many swordsmen and beast cultivators had already rushed out.

Zhong Zhan said, "Martial Uncle, this disciple has already expected this situation!

Today's death situation … this disciple has seen it countless times in his dreams!

This disciple has never thought of returning from the Sky Patrol City, so … Martial Uncle, please leave!

In the future, the Fortune Gate still needs Martial Uncle's leadership. This traitor will stay here to pay respects to Daoist Xiao! "

"You …" Zhong Haoran looked at the hot-blooded and impulsive Zhong Zhan who had different ideals from him. How could he not be moved by Zhong Zhan's generosity?

He opened his mouth, and his lips trembled slightly. He wanted to say something, but the words were stuck in his throat …

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