Chapter 522: A Little Trial (Part 2)(2/2)
"What do you think of Fellow Daoist Yang?"
The Lingxiao Sword Immortal, who had been silent for a long time, spoke.
"Yang's idea is to use this woman to negotiate and temporarily withdraw the troops of Xiyue, and then we 400,000 monks came out to kill them off guard."
"In short, Yang disagrees with peace talks. A temporary peace cannot solve the fundamental problem, and it is better to do it once and for all."
Yang Fan's eyes gradually became sharp.
After hearing this, the Lingxiao Sword Fairy Feng Wujue clapped his hands and praised: "Okay, very good, finally someone has the same idea as Feng."
The Blood Refining Ancestor and Sanqing Sanren frowned slightly.
Before this, among the three great cultivators, Lingxiao Sword Immortal has always been a powerful war faction and proposed to take the initiative.
Perhaps it is also related to his identity as a sword cultivator, and he does not like this passive state.
However, Sanqing Sanren and Xuelian Ancestor do not like to take risks and like to play steadily. After several proactive attacks failed, they have been passively defending.
Three great monks, two are the main defense and one is the main battle.
Between two and one, Feng Wujue's will was of course restrained, and he was silent in tactics.
"Fellow Daoist Yang, you have just arrived in Guliang City. I don't know the strength and strategy of the Black Wind Demon Emperor. It's really a risk."
Sanqing Sanren said with a wry smile.
Yang Fan was a little surprised. He didn't expect that Feng Wujue, among the three great monks, could stand on the same front with him.
In this way, he could completely compete with the other two great monks.
"Two fellow Taoists, don't forget... Who captured this prisoner alive and how to deal with it? Yang has the right to take the lead."
Yang Fan said indifferently.
"this……"
The Blood Refining Ancestor and the Sanqing Sanren were one of them.
Feng Wujue nodded in agreement and said, "The Saint of the West Mountain was captured by fellow Taoist Yang, so he should be dealt with."
The Blood Refining Ancestor's face slightly sank: "This is a war of cultivating immortals that affects the fate of billions of cultivators. It is not a time for individuals to show off their strength."
Obviously, they were unwilling to let Yang Fan deal with this woman.
"Is that true?" Yang Fan said with a smile: "Yang can capture her alive from the barbarian camp, and you can also come again for a second time, not to mention that she was already in Guliang City."
"Yang Fan, what do you want?"
The blood mole on the ancestor's forehead suddenly jumped, and a huge pressure came.
"What do I want?"
Yang Fan was not afraid, his soul root instantly melted into the earth, and a majestic aura as thick as a mountain burst out.
At the same time, the earth was swaying under everyone's feet.
Rumble...
What was shaking was not just this small hall, but almost the entire ancient Liang City, which was radiating in a radius of hundreds of miles, was shaking lightly, as if it was a trap for the end of the world.
"What the hell is going on? Did an earthquake happen?"
There was a slight chaos in the ancient Liang City.
Feeling this shocking sign, in the hall, more than a dozen of the best in the Nascent Soul stage changed color one by one.
At this moment, it seemed as if the whole earth was trembling under Yang Fan's feet.
In a moment, he can break the earth and turn it into ruins.
Demonstration!!
Naked demonstration!!
The three great monks' faces changed drastically at the same time.
The Blood Refining Ancestor and Sanqing Sanren looked fearful and were stunned by the terrible aura displayed by Yang Fan.
Feng Wujue's face changed slightly, and then a hint of joy appeared in his eyes.
The faction of the pro-war faction, being able to join such a strong partner, made him feel depressed for a long time, swept away the depression in his heart.
The swaying of the entire Guliang City only lasted for a few breaths, and the breath on Yang Fan suddenly disappeared.
Everyone in the hall breathed a sigh of relief, and there was a little awe and fear in their eyes when they looked at Yang Fan.
The man in front of him is no longer enough to describe him as terrible.
Whether it is strength, means, or strong attitude, it makes people dare not disobey.
And what is more subtle is that Feng Wujue, one of the three great monks, stood on his side.
"Everyone should talk with each other in a friendly manner."
Soon someone came to smooth things over and calmed the atmosphere.
Afterwards, the top leaders of the 13th National League of Northern Qin and others, after some discussion, finally decided to return the right to dispose of the prisoners to Yang Fan.
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