Chapter 750 Fengshen Blade [Additional update for the hard-working Silk Alliance Leader! 】
Yan Xifeng and others were worried about one thing.
The Guardian's reserve force is not as strong as that of the Solipsistic Orthodox Church. Once this door is opened, it will prove that all the Feng family disciples inside are dead and the enemy has occupied it. How many people can be filled in from the outside?
What's more, the recovery of three other secret realms has just been completed, and the sacrifice has been heavy enough!
They are all geniuses from major families!
Time passed little by little.
I don’t know what’s going on over there, because here you can’t even hear the slightest sound!
Not in the same world at all!
Everyone knows only one thing: once everyone inside is dead, the door to counterattack will open from here.
And when the time comes, the first things to float out are countless ice coffins and countless corpses!
One hour, two hours, seven hours... ten hours passed.
The door didn't open.
But everyone's hearts are not relaxed. They know that this is not the time for competition.
Every hour that passes, the battle inside becomes more intense, and the pressure on the people inside becomes greater.
"I'll wait right here!"
Yan Xifeng's face was twitching.
A hundred claws scratch my heart. Flustered but afraid to show it.
Here, Yan Xifeng has already reported that Fang Che led the Feng family's team to destroy the situation.
I reported it to the supervisor, who asked me to pay close attention to it, but nothing happened.
But then Yan Xifeng received a warning from Xue Fuxiao: "Your Master Jiu asked me to tell you that this time you force Fang Che into the realm of annihilation. If something goes wrong, he will personally skin you!"
Peel off my skin yourself!
This sentence scared Yan Xifeng directly!
How can I, Yan Xifeng, He De, let Master Jiu personally peel off my skin?
Then he came back to his senses and hurriedly sent a message back: "Brother Xue, how can I force Fang Che to die? This is so unfair... This has nothing to do with me."
"You were the one who forced him to die! You have to admit this! You understand!"
Xue Fuxiao sent a message: "If you don't admit it, I'll skin you! If you reveal the secret, I'll skin you!"
Yan Xifeng was confused.
Anyway, you are going to skin me anyway?
Then why bother looking for any excuse, just come and peel it off!
But as an elder guardian, Yan Xifeng certainly understood something else from the order.
Obviously, this is a scapegoat.
Moreover, no one else can take the blame except yourself. And he is the perfect candidate to take the blame!
Carrying a huge black pot that had been peeled off many times, Yan Xifeng was under tremendous pressure.
Staring at this stone wall, if he could have gone in, he would have gotten in by now.
It's so hard for me...
Even Lord Jiu wants to take my skin off! Even the anger and resentment of heaven and earth cannot describe me!
"Chief, please sit down and wait. Take a rest."
The attendant brought a chair.
"Sit? I'll sit down, bah bah! I'll sit on the pot, sit down! Put it away!"
Yan Xifeng was furious, foaming at the mouth and said: "I'll sit down... the soldiers are fighting in blood, how can I sit down!? I'll stand! I'll keep standing!"
Everyone is anxiously waiting, expecting, and praying...
…
A fierce battle was going on inside.
Fang Che has also begun to fight with all his strength.
The first batch of holy kings who came in and were crippled by him to take up their quota were killed by the opponent's own people with all their might, and they only lasted three hours.
This is simply insignificant to the total duration of one hundred hours!
Fang Che then continued to do the same thing to delay time, but one committed suicide on the spot, one was killed by one of their own people, and the third one actually climbed onto a knife and stabbed himself to death after being maimed.
After the Feng family disciples fought for ten hours, forty-three people were killed!
This number made Fang Che heartbroken.
But for Lang Ya and others, this number suddenly made them more energetic.
Because they saw the hope of holding on for a hundred hours!
This number of casualties was much lower than their expectations.
"Elixir and elixir!"
Fang Che kept flashing back and forth, delivering pills to every Feng family disciple who had run out of pills and was seriously injured. The supplies originally sent this month had long been used up in this short ten-hour battle.
Now Fang Che is using his own elixir inventory to support him.
Fortunately, he brought enough.
At this moment, Fang Che was extremely grateful to his father and Zhao Shanhe. Of course, he was also grateful to Gu Shanfeng, Qi Tianyue... and his Jinyun Sect.
Fang Che once again captured a Holy King and kept him under close personal supervision, while Lang Ya and the other four team captains and the four Holy Kings attacked the other one with all their strength. Fang Che also went over to take a stab at him from time to time.
Anyway, it must take a full hour.
The other children of the Feng family followed the same approach, seizing on this devil who could feed and live in, and worked hard to make money.
Anyway, as long as no one dies here, there will be no way in from the other side.
But orders kept coming from outside.
"If you can't do it, hurry up and die!"
"Do you think you can survive if you delay in the opponent's hands?"
"When you reach this level, you will die sooner or later, so hurry up and earn meritorious deeds for your family! Be brave!"
"Hurry up! Make space!"
A cry of death.
"Hold on! There must be enough time!!"
A sixth-grade saint of the Feng family dragged three of the other party to fight wildly to waste time. He could have killed one of them, but he was seriously injured and had been fighting in the middle. In order to delay the time, he dragged the three of them in the middle. Here, I keep procrastinating until I am exhausted.
Finally, he was hacked to death with random knives. Before he died, he let out a long scream: "They are tired! Keep dragging..." Unlike the Feng family's children who had a supply of elixirs, the people from the Weaponic Orthodox Church who came in did not bring any elixirs, because they The goal is obvious: either kill one enemy in an hour and leave behind, or be killed or commit suicide.
With the elixir, the guardian will be advantaged if he dies!
Generally speaking, the teams after this kind of destruction are very strong, but my side can only enter two holy kings at a time, which is seriously insufficient in strength.
Therefore, their shortcoming lies in consumption: when all their supplies or elixirs are used up, it is the real critical moment!
At that time, it is the time when you can really use the human sea tactic to kill the opponent's masters.
Fifteen hours passed, and seven Feng family disciples fell again.
But the fierce fighting never stopped for a moment.
Some of the flesh and blood corpses on the ground had been kicked out, but some others had turned into flesh and mud under the trampling, and the ground was muddy.
It's like it's been raining continuously for a month on the loess road.
Twenty hours passed.
Everyone's physical strength has dropped significantly.
Although there are pills to keep it up, as everyone takes more and more pills, the potency of the pills is getting smaller and smaller.
It is impossible to keep pushing the elixir.
Only people in the Orthodox Church know this, and so do the guardians.
No matter how high-level the elixir is, it is impossible to take it all the time and exert its full effect. If you have that kind of thought, you are simply overthinking it.
The decline in the elixir's function heralds the arrival of the opponent's first powerful attack.
This is really not a matter of delaying time.
"Captain, don't worry about it for now."
Langya said tiredly: "We know that Captain, you have a way, but... don't use your resources yet, we have a way to repel the next two groups."
"good."
Fang Che gritted his teeth.
Twenty-eight hours passed.
They are all exhausted.
The Only One Orthodox Church gave an order: "Kill them!"
The two Saint King masters who were fighting inside turned around desperately and suffered numerous attacks from Langya and others, but they died together with two ordinary Saint-level Feng family disciples.
The two eighth-grade holy kings rushed in roaring at the same time.
"Bloom!"
Lang Ya shouted sharply.
All the children of the Feng family take action at the same time!
Suddenly, the cave was filled with golden light, and there was no other color at all!
This is a deadly trick for the Feng family’s children!
Wind God Blade!
More than five hundred Feng family disciples took action at the same time, and the cave was completely emptied in an instant.
The dense solipsistic masters were almost all dead before they even had time to rush in.
The power of the Wind God Blade made Fang Che suddenly widen his eyes.
He had seen the Wind God Blade before. At that time, Feng Xiangdong kept it in his wallet just to show off. But I really didn’t expect that once it was launched, its power would be so explosive and shocking!
This is still a life-saving move. For the power of today's collective use, the Feng family's children have never used it during this period of fighting.
In order to secretly achieve the desired results, the sacrificed Feng family disciples would rather die in battle than to reveal this unique trick!
But this time it bloomed and killed more than 700 enemies!
Get back the capital that everyone lost before in one go!
Then Lang Ya and others immediately recovered the Fengshen Blade.
Everyone's fatigue is visible to the naked eye.
The loss of the Fengshen Blade was too great. It requires the concentration of all the mental and physical cultivation.
Lang Ya and others immediately swallowed the elixir.
Fang Che's flying knife took over the gap, and the same golden light flickered, covering the cave.
Later, Langya and others launched the Wind God Blade for the second time.
The thirtieth hour.
Fang Che took out the starry sky spirit liquid.
There are 556 Feng family disciples left!
Compared with before the war, more than one hundred people were lost. Such a loss made Lang Ya and others both heartbroken and overjoyed.
There are still seventy hours left, and it will definitely be even more difficult!
But the remaining Feng family disciples are all masters of the seventh level of saint or above.
Full staff of nine holy kings, plus the captain!
The Wind God Blade can collectively explode eight times under the stimulation of the elixir.
The hope of sustaining it until the end of one hundred hours, and the hope that the mainland's luck will continue to increase from this gap, is clearly visible.
Although it is still as far away as the light on the horizon! But after all, you can see it, right?
Fang Che gave Langya a small bottle: "Everyone has a drink!"
Fang Che took out the starry sky spirit liquid that he drank when he got the Qiongxiao Flower. This starry sky spiritual liquid can make up for losses, replenish losses, restore physical strength, cleanse meridians, and heal hundreds of poisons. It is a holy product.
Lang Ya and others hurriedly began to let their own people take it during the battle.
The nine holy kings used all their firepower to fend off other enemies. After everyone had taken it, they took it themselves, put it into their throats, and immediately felt refreshed!
I just feel that my limbs are full of vitality again.
This state is even better than before the war.
He suddenly became more energetic: "Kill!"
(End of chapter)