Ma Jiamen: I was forced to fight for supremacy

On the phoenix sedan chair, Zheng Xiaoqiao pulled Ma Zhan back with a smile, "Behave yourself, the poison hasn't been cured yet."

Liu Nange and the other two looked at Ma Zhan in surprise, "What's going on? We're running away, aren't we? Why are you still cursing?"

Looking at the expressions of the three people, Ma Zhan spread his hands and said, "What's the matter? You can't beat them, so why don't you let me talk nonsense and satisfy my desire to talk nonsense?"

Ma Zhan's boastful remarks didn't have much of an impact on Tang Anru. She had plenty of men around her, and she was completely confident in her looks. Was it possible for her to die alone?

However, the four male disciples of the Tang Sect could not tolerate the goddess being slandered, and they stepped up their pursuit, eager to vent their anger for the Tang Sect goddess.

Seeing the four people's state, Ma Zhan felt that the effect had been achieved, and said to Liu Nange: "Nange, have the phoenix sedan chair drive towards the small hill. Don't go too fast. Give them a little hope of catching up with us."

Puyang Yingjun moved to Ma Zhan's side and whispered, "Brother, you are right. That crazy girl really should not be provoked."

Ma Zhan glared at Puyang Yingjun and said, "Stop talking nonsense." Puyang Yingjun, who was glared at by Ma Zhan, secretly glanced at Zheng Xiaoqiao and smiled awkwardly.

"We're almost there." Liu Nange's voice came, and Ma Zhan looked towards the hillside. 'Well, the number of evil spirits has surrounded the hillside. How many Fengdu disciples have come?'

Ma Zhan poked his head back again and taunted Tang Anru, "Tang Anru, your Tang Sect's hidden weapons aren't any good either. I'm fine. You're not very skilled. Are you always thinking about finding some random guy..."

"You're looking for death..." Tang Anru and the four male disciples were completely enraged by Ma Zhan. They secretly made up their minds, 'Qinghu, I'm going to kill you...'

"Nan Ge, speed up." The speed of the phoenix sedan chair increased visibly, and the Tang Sect disciples behind it were still chasing closely.

Ma Zhan stood on the Phoenix Chariot and shouted at the Fengdu disciples who were besieging the Jiange disciples at the foot of the hill: "Hey, you little devils! Here come the Tang Sect disciples!"

In an instant, half of the evil spirits gave up surrounding the mountain and rushed towards the phoenix sedan chair.

"Turn right~" Under Liu Nange's control, the phoenix sedan made a beautiful ninety-degree drift, increased its speed, and sped away.

Just as Tang Anru and the others were about to use their skills to catch up with the phoenix sedan chair, they discovered that they were surrounded by evil spirits rushing towards them at a high speed.

"He Ling, take off your clothes."

"Ah?" He Ling looked at Ma Zhan in confusion, his hands unconsciously covering his chest.

Zheng Xiaoqiao said coldly: "Take it off quickly, why are you so shy?"

Puyang Yingjun whispered: "Brother, this is not the right time..."

Ma Zhan didn't bother to talk nonsense. He just used his dagger to pick open He Ling's skirt, wrapped her coat inside out, and threw her out of the phoenix sedan.

"We were tricked by that fool Guimu. He deliberately gave me the Mother-Child Soul-Chasing Gallbladder in order to get us to fight the Tang Sect members so they could reap the benefits.

I've investigated a few of us. A moth that changes color depending on the environment, clinging to He Ling's clothes, is their method of communication. I was like, how could a disciple from Fengdu be so honest?

The phoenix sedan chair was some distance away from the small hill. Liu Nange simply set up a shelter and ambushed five people in it, keeping an eye on the battle situation on the other side of the hill.

With the arrival of Tang Sect disciples, the Jiange disciples experienced a brief reprieve. However, with the constant influx of Fengdu disciples from all directions, the situation of Jiange and Tang Sect was not ideal.

As the sky gradually darkened, the battle near the hillside escalated into a battle of a hundred people. Guilds from Qingcheng Mountain, the Adventurer's Guild, and the Alien Guilds also joined the fray.

There have been casualties at the scene. If this continues, less than half of the people will leave the Yinlusi, and the battle cannot be stopped.

When Ma Zhan was hesitating whether to leave or stay, he suddenly discovered that a small sapling had suddenly appeared where he had thrown his crane feather coat.

"We're not the only ones watching the show. Gui Mu and the others are here too."

Ma Zhan's words reminded Liu Nange, and she summoned a dozen transparent white doves, which flew around the battlefield. After a moment, Liu Nange said.

"We can't leave. There are more people lying in ambush than fighting. Behind us are disciples from Fengdu and Yulongmen.

On the Guimu side, there are disciples of the Five Pecks of Rice Sect and Tantric Buddhism. This battle has attracted almost half of the sects and Fengdu disciples."

Ma Zhan looked at the expanding battlefield, thinking about how to respond.

He knew his own strengths and weaknesses. If the five of them were dragged into this vortex, they would have no choice but to withdraw from the competition early. As the commander, he was responsible for his team members.

"Nan Ge, how much do you know about Yulongmen?" Ma Zhan turned around and looked in the direction of the Yulongmen disciples.

Liu Nange responded: "The Yulong Sect is located in the south of the colorful clouds, on the towering Yulong Snow Mountain. The caravans on the ancient Tea Horse Road and the Wa State between the mountains are their subordinate gangs.

The Yulong Sect excels in external martial arts, and its leader, Bai Yuan, is the epitome of external martial arts."

"External martial arts shouldn't be very difficult to deal with." Ma Zhan thought for a moment, took out two mother-and-child soul-chasing gallbladders and an iron crossbow, and said to the four people.

"We will retreat from the direction of the Yulong Sect disciples in a moment. Don't use flying swords, the great river, or the phoenix chariot. Just follow behind me. If you encounter an obstacle, don't get entangled."

The other four nodded. Ma Zhan looked at Gui Mu and the others in front of him on the right, "You little cunning fellow, you plotted against me. I'll let you taste the power of the Tang Sect's fireball."

Ma Zhan threw the two Soul-Chasing Gallbladders to his left and right front, respectively. Calculating the parabola's landing point, he fired three arrows from his iron crossbow in each direction.

"Run~"

About fifty meters behind them, five Yulongmen disciples watched helplessly as the five people in front of them broke out of the ground, turned around and ran towards them.

After a brief pause, the Yulongmen disciples immediately circulated their spiritual energy and prepared for battle.

"Boom! Boom!" Two loud explosions erupted from both sides of the battlefield, once again interrupting the thoughts of the Yulong disciples. Simultaneously, they revealed four or five waves of ambushers, including Gui Mu. The battlefield paused for a brief moment, as if the pause button had been pressed.

Tang Anru's expression suddenly changed, "Qinghu~".

All the Tang Sect disciples could tell it was the sound of the Mother and Child Soul-Chasing Gallbladder exploding. However, they were trapped in the quagmire of the chaotic battle and could not pull themselves apart to search for Qinghu.

When the Yulongmen disciples regained consciousness, Ma Zhan and his men were only two steps away from them. In such a rush, the Yulongmen disciples had no time to prepare.

Fortunately, Ma Zhan and his men moved to the side and went around it.

Several disciples of Yulongmen breathed a sigh of relief. They had thought they were going to have a fierce battle, but fortunately they were not discovered.

However, seeing that several people rely entirely on their legs to run, it is not of much value.