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The gyrfalcon raised his head to look in the direction of Immortal Drunken Wine, seeing a grey gyrfalcon pouncing towards him. The gyrfalcon raised his hand, and the gyrfalcon landed on his shoulder.

The gyrfalcon touched his gray hair and laughed. "I really met someone with the same name as me."

These words broke the tense atmosphere. Everyone smiled. Qing Ye rolled his eyes at the gyrfalcon and said, "You are being dishonest. Why don't you see what news the High Lord has sent?"

The gyrfalcon scratched his head with an awkward smile, then took out a piece of paper from its gray claws. As he looked at it, the gyrfalcon laughed out loud and said:

"Haha, the High Lord said that he knew that the aristocratic clans of the sect would not easily join hands with us. He and the upper echelons of the Northern Martial Sect have already entered the vicinity of the base camp of the Western barbarians. Tonight, he will attack the Western barbarians without a care for anything else."

When Hai Dongqing's words came out, everyone revealed a happy expression. Finally, they no longer needed to be blindly commanded by Hai Dongqing.

The gyrfalcon was also grinning from ear to ear. Originally, he had been very vexed, but this was the first time he had carried such a heavy task.

On the side of the sect's aristocratic families, Tian Jue had already passed down the order to launch the offensive tonight. The people from the sects and aristocratic families immediately became excited.

In the Central Plains, the distant mountains were rarely seen moving together with the people from influential clans and sects. The upper echelons of the Northern Martial Sect were hiding somewhere, and the ones disguised as Western barbarians were only the distant mountains and their common lords.

At this time, Yuanshan was alone with his co-host. Yuanshan sighed with emotion, "Tsk, I've forgotten how long it has been since I last carried out a mission with you."

"Keep your hypocrisy in mind, lest you expose it." The leader coldly said.

Yuan Shan sighed and said no more. The Rainstorm Sect Master hated the distant mountains. This hatred was not only because the distant mountains had taken away the rain, but also because there was a deeper level of hatred.

The night slowly fell, and unknowingly, the moon had already climbed to the center.

On the side of the Devil Dao, Hai Dongqing held a bamboo pole and stabbed it into the ground, staring at the shadow of the bamboo pole.

"Hey, bro, don't sleep. We'll be relying on you later. If you fall asleep and send the wrong letter, we'll be in trouble too." The gyrfalcon patted the grey figure on his shoulder and said.

He was angry at the gyrfalcon's behavior, but was also amused. He was angry that the guy did not care about his status at all, just like Immortal Drunken Wine.

Qing Ye glanced at Immortal Drunken Wine as he thought about it. Immortal Drunken Wine was stroking his donkey, pouring wine into his own mouth and then into the donkey's mouth.

Immortal Drunken Wine sensed that someone was looking at him, so he turned his head and grinned at Qing Ye. He laughed so hard that Qing Ye felt like slapping him to death.

The bamboo pole's shadow gradually grew longer, no longer forming a black circle. Hai Dongqing calculated: "Seniors, brothers, it's time for us to act."

After hearing Hai Dongqing's words, the person in charge of giving orders sent these words to everyone's ears. Then, Hai Dongqing patted the gray Hai Dongqing on her shoulder and said: "Hey, brother, quickly send the letter to Zhong Tu."

The grey gyrfalcon pecked the gyrfalcon's head and flew away immediately. The gyrfalcon was in pain, and if it didn't deliver the letter, it would've been sent away by the gyrfalcon. It was its master's precious treasure, so the gyrfalcon would've immediately shot it down to make a roasted bird.

On the other side of the clan, the white gyrfalcon also flew out. The clan members all drew their swords and prepared for battle. Tian Jue shouted, "Kill!"

The sounds of killing shook the earth as the Western Iron Cavalry immediately sent troops to parry the attack. However, this time they underestimated the determination of the clan's aristocratic families. They hurriedly retreated for the first time after colliding with the western barbarian army.

Soon after, the Western barbarians were forced to retreat towards the center of the Central Earth.

At the same time, the Devil Dao once again launched an offensive. The Western Iron Cavalry, which had been dealing with the Devil Dao because of the frequent attacks, was always ready for battle.

However, when they received the news, the aristocratic families of the sect also launched their main attack, and could only retreat to the center of the Middle Land in a hurry.

The great battle began, regardless of whether it was sects, aristocratic families or the Devil Dao, they all bravely chased after the Western barbarians, mixing the corpses of the Western Iron Cavalry with the corpses of the people from the Central Plains.

When the Western barbarians learned that both sides had launched an attack at the same time, the Western Iron Cavalry in their base camp all sent reinforcements. Only a small portion of their base camp's upper echelons and the khan remained.

The two Western barbarians headed towards Khan's residence. A squadron of khan's personal guard blocked their path. One of the khan's personal guard questioned, "The battle in front is urgent. Do you two want to escape due to the fear of death?"

One of the Western Iron Cavalry soldiers shook his head. Suddenly, several black clothed men appeared behind the guard soldiers, instantly ending their lives.

At this moment, a few Western barbarian generals came out of the Khan's residence. They also walked out and stared at the man in black and the two Western Iron Cavalry.

"With such a heavy killing intent, who are you all?" The Western Khan berated.

"Killing intent is purposely revealed, we are the people who will take your life!" One of the Western Steel Cavalry shouted, and the rest began to attack.

"Hurry up and finish the battle!" Another Western Steel Cavalry shouted.

As he spoke, two of the Western barbarians took a step forward, and a crater appeared on the ground. One of the Western barbarians shouted, "Storm Sect, Wind Record!"

Following that, a strong gale arose as lightning flashed and thunder rumbled. It was as if the air was being compressed by a strong gale, causing people to be unable to breathe.

Another Western Steel Cavalry shouted, "Rain Door, Rain Record!"

With this sound, a heavy rain began to fall. Whether it was the wind or the rain, as long as the two of them were willing, they would immediately turn into sharp blades.

The Western barbarian Khan was not someone who would give up for nothing. His eyes were wide open as he shouted, "I have never met an enemy in my life and have long heard that the record in the Central Plains is the most amazing. Tonight, I will come to seek your advice!"

He clenched his fists and shouted, "Breaking Heaven!

"How could a barbarian child from the western barbarians collapse? Look at this!" The distant mountain shouted, and after that, he gathered his inner force in his palm and leaped into the air. With a wave of his hand, the rain gathered, forming a huge dragon that rushed towards the Western barbarians.

It was quite difficult for the Western Kobold to block the water dragon with its fist. At this time, the Master of the United Government used his internal energy to stir the air around him with the wind, causing the wind to turn into swords that shot straight towards the Western Kobold.

However, the wind and air that had condensed the sword dispersed upon contact with the Western Kobold's body. Seeing this, the Western Kobold sucked in a breath of cold air, and broke out in a cold sweat. The Western Kobold then dispersed the water dragon with a palm strike.

When the Western Steel Cavalry that was displaying the Wind Record heard this, he actually laughed, "Oh? "Is that so?"

After that, he saw the Western Kobold bleeding out of its seven orifices and dying. Before dying, its face was still filled with disbelief, and the Western Knight who had used the Wind Record said, "You want to challenge the Wind and Rain Record? How much do you know? Heh, you still dare to breathe in a match with this master, you overestimate yourself. "