The harvest of 2,500 is extremely surprising.

  Apart from a large number of ordinary third-grade treasures, there were also twelve fourth-grade treasures. Several elders had a rich and oily complexion, and the Cloud Array Silk naturally wouldn't fall behind. The materials and the number of crystal stones were also astonishing. This time's harvest filled up the Jujube Boat.

  This is an amazing wealth.

  So when Zuo Mo saw the list handed over to him by Bao Yi after cleaning up, he was also stunned by such a huge wealth. But thinking about it is normal, the outer sect disciples are originally much richer than ordinary disciples, and suddenly coming with 2,500 people, the quantity can be imagined.

  For several days in a row, Zuo Mo was immersed in great happiness.

  Hong Junxuan didn't dare to act rashly, having personally witnessed the Wei camp's swift annihilation of a thousand people that day. Especially the deathly black aura that could ignore the Ling screen, which made him extremely apprehensive.

  He fell into a situation where he was unable to control the tiger he had mounted.

  "What's a good way?" Hong Junxuan's eyes were bloodshot, his voice hoarse.

  Another junior brother looked at me, and I looked at him. After a while, one of the junior brothers said: "There are so many cultivators in Jinwu City, why doesn't Brother pull them over? From what I observed in the past few days, those heavily armored cultivators didn't seem to be doing too well after the battle. Jinwu City may not be as strong as we thought, and if we can pull more people over, our chances of winning will increase."

  Hong Junxuan shook his head: "If we had won, ordering them to surrender would have been met with no resistance, but now that we are at a stalemate, they will only watch and wait; unless the Master comes in person, they dare not disobey orders."

  The crowd fell silent once again.

  They had originally hoped to gain some merit from this, but now it seems that they shouldn't hold out hope. Not being able to gain any merit is disappointing, but it's still much better than losing their lives. The strength of Jinwu City far exceeds their imagination; unless the Master comes in person, they don't think any power in Xiaoshan Realm can take down this small city.

  Hong Junxuan didn't know how his fellow disciples thought, but he had no way out at this time. This time, he came rashly and made a big mistake. The prestige that had been accumulated with great difficulty was also damaged to a certain extent.

  However, he was also a resolute person and knew that at this time the only way out was to seek help from his master.

  Before the arrival of his master, he can maintain the current strength of the outer hall. Although there is no great merit, there is also a bit of hard work. Once he understands this point, he immediately responds: "Hold on, bother a junior fellow to run an errand and deliver a message to my master for me."

  Several junior brothers jumped out immediately, they all wanted to leave this nightmare place as soon as possible.

  Seventh Younger Brother happily put away the jade slip handed over by Hong Junxuan, bid farewell, and hastily flew up into the air, riding his sword to leave. The other younger brothers all had faces full of unwillingness, but also could not do anything about it, as Seventh Younger Brother was the fastest flyer among everyone.

  Just as everyone was murmuring, a sword light flew towards the camp at an astonishing speed.

  "Huh? How did Seventh Young Master come back again?" one of them asked in surprise.

  Seven younger martial brothers rushed into the camp in a state of extreme panic, and as soon as they landed, one of them stumbled and exclaimed with a look of horror: "Second Brother! Second Brother! Something's wrong! Someone is coming to kill us..."

  "What the...! The camp was suddenly in an uproar, and the disciples of Ming Xiao were all furious. Hadn't they become a laughing stock? Anyone could just come and humiliate them? Huang Junxuan, who had been eating his fill in Jinwu City, was finally enraged!"

  "Hum! Now it's really upside down! As soon as they jumped out of Jinwu City, they thought they were all Jinwu City!"

  Ming Xiao's disciples responded one after another, shouting loudly as they brought everyone up into the sky.

  After several days of continuous ceasefire, the surrounding cultivators were a bit bored. At this time, they saw Wai Tang flying into the sky again, and their spirits lifted immediately.

  Are they going to continue attacking Golden Crow City?

  Many people secretly shook their heads, these days were boring, and many of them were thinking of ways to break into the Golden Crow City. But in fact, this small Golden Crow City really made it impossible for anyone to make a move. The Golden Crow City's cards had only been revealed two times, yet they had already eliminated 2,500 people from the outer hall, who knew what other trump cards they still had?

  To say nothing of the others, just the city walls that emit a faint aura of sunlight are extraordinary. These people have all been to Jinwu City to buy Hei Lian Pu Tuan, and the symbols that can be seen everywhere in Jinwu City are so dense that they make people's eyes dizzy, making many cultivators who claim to have studied symbol arrays feel ashamed.

  Such a fortress, unless it's a master of Golden Elixir, otherwise can only be filled with lives.

  However, the direction of the outer hall... seems to be reversed.

  Everyone was stunned, and it wasn't until a team of 700 or 800 people appeared in their line of sight that they suddenly realized. The news that the outer halls were being attacked had been circulating in Xiaoshan for some time, and many people speculated that this mysterious and extremely powerful team might be the power of Jinyu City!

  The Vermilion Bird formation of six divisions floated quietly in mid-air, silently confronting the outer hall.

  "What a fine team!" The middle-aged man's eyes suddenly burst out with a sharp light, and he couldn't help but exclaim in admiration.

  "What's going on? The number of people seems to be a bit small." Da Han looked at the middle-aged man with some surprise, usually it was extremely rare to hear him praise others, unexpectedly these two days, first the Golden Crow City and then this team, both received his very high evaluation.

  "The only pity is that it's a bit small!" The middle-aged man said: "The adults carefully looked at this team, their formation seems to be not as strict as the two days before the armor repairer, but in fact, they are loose outside and tight inside. This is a characteristic that can only appear on a team with rich actual combat experience. Facing so many enemies, there is no panic at all, and it's good to have a leisurely attitude, which shows that they are full of confidence."

  "What ranking would such a team get in our school?" the big man asked curiously.

  "It should be possible to get into the top ten." The middle-aged man said thoughtfully.

  Da Han was shocked and moved, only then did he take this team of only 700-800 people seriously. Among the top ten teams in his school, every one of them was renowned in their world. His dream was to have a top ten team, but so far, he was still a bit far from that goal.

  There are many people with discerning eyes, and the strongest feeling that Zhuque Camp gives people is the overwhelming pressure.

  They just stood there, but a kind of invisible pressure was involuntarily emanating from them.

  Gongsun Zhi glanced at the mountains and plains full of naked corpses, a stone in his heart suddenly fell to the ground, and a smile floated up from the corner of his mouth. Such a grand occasion could only be done by Shixiong, not leaving even a pair of pants behind, but it was typical of Shixiong's style.

  Squinting his eyes to take a glance at the other party, Gong Sun Chi laughed again. With his current visual acuity, he could see that the external hall's strength had been severely damaged, and their morale had hit rock bottom.

  Looks like Brother Shifu is quite ruthless!

  Others saw that under their feet were naked corpses everywhere, each with an extremely strange expression.

  Zuo Mo received the report and learned that Gong Sun and his fellow disciples had returned. He hastily climbed onto the auspicious cloud, carrying the female cultivator, and slowly rose into the air above Jin Wu City.

  Although Zhu Que's camp looked a bit tired, their morale was high and their numbers were intact. A stone had been lifted from his heart. He decided to greet his junior fellow disciple, but the words that came out of his mouth immediately changed tone.

  "Junior brother! Don't let any of these guys get away!"

  Zuo Mo was shouting hoarsely with all his might, his voice echoing through the valley.

  The onlookers finally understood that this team of seven or eight hundred people was indeed the elite of Golden Crow City. The middle-aged man and the big Han were even more convinced of their speculation about Zuo Mo's origin from the Hidden World Gate when they heard the term "younger martial brother".

  Everyone had an idea in their mind, it seemed that the Lord of Golden Crow City was very confident in this elite team, and he didn't want to let any of them escape. The feud between Golden Crow City and Ming Xiao Sect had deepened, and Golden Crow City wanted to annihilate the outer hall completely.

  Indeed, he is no ordinary person, just this temperament is extraordinary.

  Zuo Mo immediately added with great caution: "They are all fat sheep! Not a single one can be let go!"

  Everyone collectively petrified, middle-aged people's faces full of admiration suddenly froze.

  Hong Junxuan felt only shame and despair, when did Ming Xiao's disciple bring 5,000 people and was still called "fat sheep", saying "not a single one can be spared"?

  Shame! This is real shame!

  The disciples of the Ming Xiao Sect all turned red with rage, glaring fiercely at Gong Sun Chi and his group. They didn't dare to fight in Jin Wu City, but a small force of less than 800 people actually dared to be so arrogant in front of them, claiming they would wipe them out! Even if they returned to their sect now, from then on, they wouldn't be able to hold their heads up in front of their fellow disciples.

  "There's no need for me to say anything more, is there?" Hong Junxuan said with a murderous tone: "When have our Mingxiao Sect disciples ever been humiliated like this before?"

  "Don't worry, senior brother!" A junior brother with a face full of murderous intent: "Not one will be left! We'll let them taste what it means to leave not a single one behind!"

  "That's right! When the time comes, we'll strip their corpses bare too!" another junior brother said viciously.

  Hong Junxuan said in a deep voice, "I won't say much more. In today's battle, whoever retreats or shows fear, I will personally behead him! I believe that our Master is also here and will not blame me for this!"

  "Yes!" Everyone's heart skipped a beat, and they responded in unison.

  Rong Wei led two hundred imperial guards, flying desperately. The team's speed was too fast, they used all their strength and barely didn't fall behind. The other side obviously had an urgent matter and completely ignored them following behind.

  She had been flying day and night for several days, and she was exhausted, but this team seemed to show no signs of fatigue at all, which made her feel unbelievable.

  How is this possible? Are they all made of iron?

  When she saw the mysterious and powerful team in the distance, she let out a sigh of relief, not losing them. After following them for so many days, she was finally somewhat familiar with this team, which was truly an elite force. Even among the numerous cultivators scattered all over the mountains, she could easily pick them out from the crowd.

  But she was immediately stunned.

  Because facing this team is a massive army of almost 5,000 people!

  Could it be... could it be... they're going to challenge an enemy with a strength about six times their own?

  How is this possible? Have they gone mad? After flying for so many days in a row, how can they still have the energy?

  Gongsun Cha didn't notice the gaze full of incredulity behind him, and he revealed a shy and awkward smile. The people around him all shuddered, as this little girl had been cold-faced for days, but suddenly showed her signature smile, making them feel their hair stand on end.

  "Has everyone understood what the boss means?"

  "Understood!" The crowd subconsciously replied.

  "Then let's begin." Gong Sun Chi's eyes gleamed with a cold light, like the edge of a knife.