Chapter 6890: The Covenant of the Four Factions

At this moment.

Luohan, the master of the Shenluo Demon Sect and an elder, is a well-known figure in the Central Region. His strength is unfathomable and he is the right-hand man of Shenluo Tianzun. That night, Luohan led a group of disciples to a hidden mountain to prevent possible rebellion.

Chen Xuan and Liao Zheng, accompanied by Huolin Sect Master, Jumu Hall Master, Linshui Sword Sect's Sword Sect Old Warlock and Guiyun Temple's Yunqing Temple Master, attacked Luohan together. Their plan was to defeat Shenluo Tianzun's capable generals first and bring their morale to the bottom.

"Luohan, you are possessed by the devil and have harmed fellow practitioners in the Central Region. Today is your doomsday!" Huolin Sect Master waved the Heavenly Fire Long Sword in his hand and launched an offensive against Luohan first.

Luohan sneered and instantly launched his magic skills. Black air rose around him, as if thousands of troops were roaring in the void. His power was so strong that every palm strike seemed to make the void shatter. It was extraordinary.

Liao Zheng and Chen Xuan looked at each other and had a tacit understanding in their hearts. The master of Yunqing Temple of Guiyun Temple used a gentle and unfathomable spiritual energy of heaven and earth to deal with Luohan. The spiritual energy of heaven and earth rippled between the flying gauze, trying to weaken his power. The disciples of Jumu Hall used tough boxing and leg skills, combined with the power of nature, and punched to the flesh with great momentum.

Although Luohan was strong, he was annoyed by the joint efforts of many masters. Under a series of fierce and fierce attacks, he gradually showed signs of fatigue. The leader of Huolin took advantage of the situation to attack. The long sword of Tianhuo flew into the sky like a dragon and went straight to Luohan. At the critical moment, Luohan used the unique skills of Shenluo Demon Sect, the phantom of the night, to avoid the fatal blow.

Chen Xuan saw the right moment, holding a long sword, the sword light was like water, drawing dazzling streams, the sword momentum contained a unique coldness and sharpness, directly approaching Luohan's vital points, the old warlock of the sword sect also danced with a long sword, the sword flowers were complicated, elegant, but sharp.

The battle became white-hot, the top of the mountain collided strongly, the wind was whistling, and the dust and stones were flying. Luohan knew that if he lost, it would definitely bring a huge blow to Shenluo Tianzun, so he concentrated all his strength and released a magic trick.

The color of the sky and the earth changed, and an invisible pressure gathered on the top of the mountain, but the people of the various factions of the alliance took advantage of the situation to form an aura array, and the power converged to jointly resist Luohan's almost crazy offensive.

The endless spiritual energy of heaven and earth intertwined and collided, triggering a deafening roar.

The moonlight was like blood. Liao Zheng and Chen Xuan stood side by side, their eyes focused on the front. Luohan's figure was looming in the dark night. He was dressed in a black robe, like a messenger of the night, with a cold face and suppressed murderous intent and determination in his eyes. Every detail of his movements revealed his unfathomable power.

The Skyfire Sword of the Huolin Sect Leader had left hot tracks in the air, like a meteorite that cut through the night. Every strike seemed to have the power of a thousand-pound fairy thunder, trying to break Luohan's defense. However, Luohan stood in place, leaning forward slightly, like an insurmountable black mountain, letting the storm-like attacks dance wildly in front of him, and he remained motionless.

Suddenly, Luohan's figure turned into lightning, and a magic shadow attacked across the sky. The aura around him suddenly dimmed, and the whole person's figure seemed to be divided into several blurred shadows, rushing towards Chen Xuan and Liao Zheng at an astonishing speed.

Chen Xuan's spiritual energy of heaven and earth circulated in his body, and he gathered his luck in his palm. He shouted with a move of turning the galaxy upside down. The long sword in his hand turned into a piece of cold star-like light spots, trying to penetrate the psychedelic shadow. The sword light and Luohan's attack intertwined in the air.

The battle lasted for a cup of tea, but the warriors present felt that this time seemed to have stretched to a century. Ice and fire, wind and lightning, the toughness of the mountain, the spirit of the water, at this moment, were all integrated into everyone's martial arts. True and false, real and fake, no one could predict what would happen in the next second.

Luohan had already clenched his teeth, and his face was distorted in the firelight and the moonlight, as if the mask carrying all his ambitions and anger was about to crack. Once again, he raised his arms and shouted, gathering all his strength, and launched a fatal move from the magic sect's unique skills, the Dark Tyrant.

His whole body was shrouded in a circle of black air. In the black air, it seemed as if countless cursed faces were roaring fiercely. His figure became larger and larger, like a huge dark monster, shaking the entire night sky.

But the masters of all parties in the alliance were already prepared. They each used their strongest defense and gathered their strength into one. The master of Yunqing Temple and the old sorcerer of Jianzong used their profound internal skills to form a shield to resist the invasion of black air.

The leader of Huolin and the master of Jumu Hall worked together to resist the offensive of Luohan and never gave in. The burning heat of the leader's skyfire sword and the master's wood control power complemented each other. The aura circles formed in the true qi of fire and wood were stacked like a protective wall.

Chen Xuan and Liao Zheng quietly changed their positions in this formation. Their footwork whizzed past, calm and composed, as if they had already understood the rhythm of Luohan invisibly, making each attack more precise and just right.

The powerful force that Luohan had forcibly exerted seemed to have solidified the air around him. However, under the joint efforts of the four sects, his invincible offensive was gradually weakened. The warriors of the four sects were like a sharp sword, sharp, unified, and piercing the darkness.

Finally, in this long-lasting battle, Chen Xuan and Liao Zheng cooperated tacitly and found the slightest loosening of Luohan's momentum. They exerted their strength at the same time, gathering the power of the four sects at one point and breaking Luohan's defense.

Under the impact of the violent energy, even the night sky seemed to be still. Luohan let out a sad and angry roar, and powerlessness and despair could be heard from the roar. Luohan's aura and defense collapsed at this moment, and his body seemed to be hit by a heavy hammer and flew backwards.

Although Chen Xuan and Liao Zheng had achieved the goal of the struggle, they did not hand over a fatal blow, but chose to retreat, leaving Luohan a glimmer of life. This was not only because of a certain tolerance between warriors, but also to show the bystanders in the Central Region that they advocated the name and kindness, rather than indiscriminate killing.

When the star-like figure fell to the ground, the joint forces of the four factions also sealed the first victory statement against Shenluo Tianzun at this moment, and the coordination and cooperation between them finally proved the determination and strength of the Central Region Alliance, and laid a solid foundation for the subsequent conflicts.

At this moment.

Luohan, the elder and master of the Shenluo Demon Sect, is a well-known figure in the Central Region. His strength is unfathomable and he is the right-hand man of Shenluo Tianzun. That night, Luohan led a group of disciples to a hidden mountain to prevent possible rebellion.

Chen Xuan and Liao Zheng, accompanied by Huolin Sect Master, Jumu Hall Master, Linshui Sword Sect's Sword Sect Old Warlock and Guiyun Temple's Yunqing Temple Master, attacked Luohan together. Their plan was to defeat Shenluo Tianzun's capable generals first and bring their morale to the bottom.

"Luohan, you have gone astray and harmed fellow practitioners in the Central Region. Today is your doomsday!" Huolin Sect Master waved the Heavenly Fire Long Sword in his hand and launched an offensive against Luohan first.

Luohan sneered and instantly launched his magic skills. Black air rose around him, as if thousands of troops were roaring in the void. His power was so strong that every palm strike seemed to make the void shatter. It was extraordinary.

Liao Zheng and Chen Xuan looked at each other and had a tacit understanding in their hearts. The master of Yunqing Temple of Guiyun Temple used a gentle and unfathomable spiritual energy of heaven and earth to deal with Luohan. The spiritual energy of heaven and earth rippled between the flying gauze, trying to weaken his power. The disciples of Jumu Hall used tough boxing and leg skills, combined with the power of nature, and punched to the flesh with great momentum.

Although Luohan was strong, he was annoyed by the joint efforts of many masters. Under a series of fierce and fierce attacks, he gradually showed signs of fatigue. The leader of Huolin took advantage of the situation to attack. The long sword of Tianhuo flew into the sky like a dragon and went straight to Luohan. At the critical moment, Luohan used the unique skills of Shenluo Demon Sect, the phantom of the night, to avoid the fatal blow.

Chen Xuan saw the right moment, holding a long sword, the sword light was like water, drawing dazzling streams, the sword momentum contained a unique coldness and sharpness, directly approaching Luohan's vital points, the old warlock of the sword sect also danced with a long sword, the sword flowers were complicated, elegant, but sharp.

The battle became white-hot, the top of the mountain collided strongly, the wind was whistling, and the dust and stones were flying. Luohan knew that if he lost, it would definitely bring a huge blow to Shenluo Tianzun, so he concentrated all his strength and released a magic trick.

The color of the sky and the earth changed, and an invisible pressure gathered on the top of the mountain, but the people of the various factions of the alliance took advantage of the situation to form an aura array, and the power converged to jointly resist Luohan's almost crazy offensive.

The endless spiritual energy of heaven and earth intertwined and collided, triggering a deafening roar.

The moonlight was like blood. Liao Zheng and Chen Xuan stood side by side, their eyes focused on the front. Luohan's figure was looming in the dark night. He was dressed in a black robe, like a messenger of the night, with a cold face and suppressed murderous intent and determination in his eyes. Every detail of his movements revealed his unfathomable power.

The Skyfire Sword of the Huolin Sect Leader had left hot tracks in the air, like a meteorite that cut through the night. Every strike seemed to have the power of a thousand-pound fairy thunder, trying to break Luohan's defense. However, Luohan stood in place, leaning forward slightly, like an insurmountable black mountain, letting the storm-like attacks dance wildly in front of him, and he remained motionless.

Suddenly, Luohan's figure turned into lightning, and a magic shadow attacked across the sky. The aura around him suddenly dimmed, and the whole person's figure seemed to be divided into several blurred shadows, rushing towards Chen Xuan and Liao Zheng at an astonishing speed.

Chen Xuan's spiritual energy of heaven and earth circulated in his body, and he gathered his luck in his palm. He shouted with a move of turning the galaxy upside down. The long sword in his hand turned into a piece of cold star-like light spots, trying to penetrate the psychedelic shadow. The sword light and Luohan's attack intertwined in the air.

The battle lasted for a cup of tea, but the warriors present felt that this time seemed to have stretched to a century. Ice and fire, wind and lightning, the toughness of the mountain, the spirit of the water, at this moment, were all integrated into everyone's martial arts. True and false, real and fake, no one could predict what would happen in the next second.

Luohan had already clenched his teeth, and his face was distorted in the firelight and the moonlight, as if the mask carrying all his ambitions and anger was about to crack. Once again, he raised his arms and shouted, gathering all his strength, and launched a fatal move from the magic sect's unique skills, the Dark Tyrant.

His whole body was enveloped by a circle of black air, and in that black air, it was as if countless cursed faces were roaring fiercely. His figure became larger and larger, like a huge dark monster, shaking the entire night sky.

But the masters of all parties in the alliance were already prepared. They each used their strongest defense and gathered their strength into one. The master of Yunqing Temple and the old sorcerer of the Sword Sect used their profound internal strength to form a shield to resist the invasion of the black air.

The leader of Huolin Sect and the leader of Giant Wood Hall worked together to resist Luohan's attack and refused to give in. The burning heat of the leader's Heavenly Fire Sword and the leader's power to control wood complemented each other. The aura circles formed in the true qi of fire and wood were like a protective wall.

Chen Xuan and Liao Zheng quietly changed their positions in this formation. Their footwork whizzed past, calm and composed, as if they had understood the rhythm of Luohan invisibly, making each attack more precise and just right.

The powerful force that Luohan forced out seemed to have condensed and solidified the air around him. However, under the joint efforts of the four sects, his indestructible offensive was gradually weakened. The warriors of the four sects were like a sharp sword, sharp, unified, and piercing the darkness.

Finally, in this long-lasting battle, Chen Xuan and Liao Zheng cooperated tacitly and found a slight slack in Luohan's momentum. They exerted their strength at the same time, gathering the power of the four sects at one point and breaking Luohan's defense.

Under the impact of the violent energy, even the night sky seemed to be still. Luohan let out a sad and angry roar, and powerlessness and despair could be heard from the roar. Luohan's aura and defense collapsed at this moment, and his body seemed to be hit by a heavy hammer and flew backwards.

Although Chen Xuan and Liao Zheng had achieved the goal of the struggle, they did not hand over a fatal blow, but chose to retreat, leaving Luohan a glimmer of life. This was not only because of a certain tolerance between warriors, but also to show the bystanders in the Central Region that they advocated the name and kindness, rather than indiscriminate killing.

When the star-like figure fell to the ground, the combined forces of the four factions also sealed the first victory declaration against Shenluo Tianzun at this moment, and the coordination and cooperation between them finally proved the determination and strength of the Central Domain Alliance and laid a solid foundation for subsequent conflicts.