The prince kissed her seven times in one night, and the abandoned woman was scared!

Witnessing this scene firsthand, Wu Pengding, who had witnessed scenes of carnage before, was shocked. "What a powerful gunpowder! Breaking through the shield is as easy as pie. Moving on, as long as we can break through this gate, the rest will be easy."

He didn't care how many people died. Anyway, the killers who rushed forward were not from his Wu family. They were all killers sent by small sects of his Wu family who wanted to curry favor with him.

The more people who die, the better. This way, those small sects will not hate his Wu family, but the Western Wilderness Sword Sect.

The other four half-martial god elders sat aside as if dead, with their eyes closed, resting like revered ancestors.

They came to protect the clan leader Wu Pengding from being killed by the remnants of the Sword Sect, and the legendary herbs planted in the back mountain of the Western Wilderness Sword Sect, which were said to be able to help a half-martial god break through to a martial god.

What are you fighting for?

They are not interested. After living to their age and finally breaking through to the semi-martial god level, they will have the opportunity to break through to the martial god level in the future. Then they will be the real gods.

It would only take a few minutes to dominate everything, a small sword sect?

What a shit!

After hearing the explosion, the five people just opened their eyes and took a look indifferently, then stepped back three hundred meters and continued to rest with their eyes closed.

Wu Pengding gave the order and charged three times in a row. His men never got within a hundred meters of the sect. "Go again!"

Even if I have to sacrifice these people's lives today, I will break down the gate of the Western Wilderness Sword Sect!

"Yeah, go!"

"on!"

Those killer sects that curry favor with the Wu family, although they see the people they trained filling in one after another, they have already boarded the pirate ship and can only rely on the Wu family to survive. Whatever Wu Pengding says is natural.

The trap's attack continued.

After six consecutive sprints, the first layer of defense trap finally stopped. The killers rushed three hundred meters towards the sect, and only the last hundred meters were left to break through the gate of the Western Wilderness Sword Sect.

Victory was within reach, and Wu Pengding was overjoyed. "Now, score!"

"Then your sister's life will be taken as well." Suddenly, Yun Suyue appeared on the sect's protective wall, protected by Si Yanzhuo.

The dying Wu Zitong was held in Yun Suyue's hand, with a rope tied behind his back and hung above the sect gate. Wu Zitong was forced to face Wu Pengding and others, and watch how he was crushed by his brother's order.

This is more satisfying than killing Wu Zitong one by one and causing Wu Pengding pain.

"Despicable and shameless!" Wu Pengding gritted his teeth, but there was nothing he could do. He finally experienced what heart-wrenching pain and despair were.

Yun Suyue curled her lips, raised her beautiful face, and said to Wu Pengding provocatively, "Thank you for the compliment, Patriarch Wu. I look forward to your performance."

The Wu family's licking dogs who were pursuing Wu Zitong finally couldn't hold back any longer, "Master, let us charge once? We will definitely be able to rescue the young lady."

Several elders agreed, "Yes, let them try."

What if it's rescued?

No matter how impoverished Wu Zitong is, she is still a noble lady, and it would be a great benefit for any son of their family to marry her.

Wu Pengding was still a little reluctant to let them go. These people were the elites of his Wu family. They had already broken through to the middle-level elites of the Great Martial Sect. It would be a pity to see them die.

"Chief, the eldest lady can't hold on for much longer." Those bootlickers were getting anxious.

"Okay, this family head will let the archers clear the way for you. If you can't save them, retreat immediately." Wu Pengding did not forget to explain. There was no brotherly love in this sentence.

"Yes." Several bootlickers were happy and drew their weapons and rushed towards the sect.

They had just rushed three steps away when they were forced back by a hail of arrows. They were humiliated and stubborn, saying, "Who can stop a mere hail of arrows?"

"Idiot, of course I can stop you." Huoyu opened his mouth.

He and Bo Xiu and the other four people have always been following Si Yanzhuo and Yun Suyue, never forgetting their identities. They are just the guards of the master and the princess.

"Charge, don't hold back." The lickspittle became anxious and rushed forward again with all his strength, because Wu Zitong had little blood left.

Looking at Wu Zitong again, she was on the verge of death. She could no longer lift her head and could only listen to everything around her with her ears. Her consciousness was becoming increasingly blurred.

But she was still thinking about the man of the Mo clan, and tried to look sideways at Mo Tianling who was standing on the high observation deck.

Back then, when she was very young and just starting out in the world, she fell in love with this man. It was love at first sight, and she no longer had any feelings for herself.

She thought that relying on her status, her appearance, and her sincerity, she would be able to get this man, even though she didn't know who this man was at that time?

But after finding out his identity, her brother had already ordered the four major families to destroy his family.

Later, she rushed to the scene and did not find him among the densely packed corpses, so she concluded that the man was not dead.

For the next twenty years, she was looking for this man. Regardless of whether she was married or not, she sent people to look for him.

But he seemed to be really dead, disappeared without a trace and could not be found.

This time, I actually saw him after he was arrested. He looked a little older, with white hair. He was not as handsome as he was when he was young, but time still couldn't stop his unparalleled charm.

She loved him to death and even sacrificed her life for him, but she never got his favor. Instead, he wanted to kill her to avenge his tribe.

Hahaha, that’s fine, she’s willing to die.

Mo Tianling felt Wu Zitong's complicated gaze, but he found it dirty; the enemy's blood was only fit to honor the heroic spirits of his two clans. When they first met, he had rejected her outright and clearly stated it, but she was stubborn.

If it weren't for her, both of his clans wouldn't have been exterminated. Her fate was her own fault and she couldn't blame anyone else.

When those bootlickers attacked together again, Si Yanzhuo suddenly raised his hand to stop his disciples from blocking them, and all the attacks fell on Wu Zitong.

"Well, you... I can finally be free." Wu Zitong looked at his brother and tribesmen not far away, smiled and closed his eyes.

"Ah... Miss? I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" Those bootlickers went crazy, their psychological defenses broke, the weapons in their hands fell to the ground, and they squatted on the ground with their heads in their hands.

Wu Pengding was stunned for a second, then suddenly shouted heartbreakingly: "Kill! Kill all of the Western Wasteland Sword Sect and avenge the young lady!"

"Kill!"

In an instant, tens of thousands of enemies began to attack the Sword Sect from all directions, and an unprecedented war began.

Bo Xiu and his four companions led the charge, blocking the way outside the sect gate, preventing any enemy from even approaching the Sword Sect's main gate. The parapets and lookout towers were filled with disciples stocked with crossbows and iron eggs.

The enemy's archers were also not weak, and they shot two disciples on their lookout tower in succession.

"I found you." Jiang Yusen finally found the archer in the melee. He loaded the arrow, drew the bow, and shot the arrow in one go. He shot three arrows at a time and killed the two people beside the archer.

However, the next three archers quickly filled the position, and the opponent also discovered him, with three people against him alone.

Jiang Yusen led a disciple to fight to the death with three people.

The battle was fierce and tense, with all you could hear was bloodshed and screams, forming a symphony of life and death.