Chapter 73 Chess pieces
Outside the battlefield, since Yi Xifeng and the commanders disappeared, the entire battlefield has returned to normal. If it weren't for these people lying on the ground, everyone would have thought that the fair young man had never appeared.
"Why are you here?"
A patrol officer looked at the visitor with surprise on his face.
The visitor was Wang Bodang, who had returned from the center of the battlefield. Looking at Wang Bodang's tattered armor, the patrol officer naturally knew his identity, and his tone became softer and more polite when he spoke.
"What's the situation on the central battlefield now?"
"It's okay, I'm just here by myself."
When Wang Bodang wanted to ask something else, he saw the patrol officer shaking his head, indicating that he should not ask anything.
He looked forward, and those lying on the ground were all spirit patrol officers!
Who could have done it? Even the rangers couldn't take it down.
"Did a strong man in the heroic realm take action?"
The patrol officer didn't say anything, but shook his head again, pointed at the people on the ground, and signaled to Uncle Wang to come and help him clean up the battlefield.
Even though Wang Bodang had doubts in his heart, he couldn't say much. The shaking of his head meant that the hero had come or that he hadn't taken down the man. But looking at it like this, it seemed that the patrol officers were frustrated.
He casually inserted the spear into the ground, and when he was about to dig a hole and bury the man lying on the ground, he found that the man still had a faint breath and was "firmly" grabbing his wrist. If he hadn't looked carefully, he wouldn't have seen it. Not coming out...
There are no ghosts in this world, and there are very few gods. This can only mean one thing!
"He's not dead yet, he's still alive."
Wang Bodang's two words made the patrol officer freeze on the spot. He stretched out his hand tremblingly under the nose of the fallen man. It was indeed as the young man said. He hurriedly went to check on the other people. They were all in this way.
All survived but were seriously injured.
The figure of the fair-skinned young man flashed in his mind. If he really defected... how could he keep anyone under his command?
While thinking, I saw a large number of people coming from behind, and their figures slowly appeared in the eyes of the patrol officer.
There were probably dozens of people, wearing armor and silver helmets with bloodstains on their heads and white tiger prints on their epaulettes...
Just like Wang Bodang, these people all came from the center of the battlefield. He looked at Wang Bodang, who waved his hands helplessly, saying that he didn't know clearly and wanted to get angry, but he still held back the anger in his heart.
These are the mainstays of the battlefield and should be treated gently.
"You guys are here, what are you going to do on the battlefield?"
I thought that these people couldn't explain why, but I never thought that the golden words would come out as soon as they spoke: "Easy to say, wherever we are, we are in the center of the battlefield!"
After these people, there are a group of countless beast kings coming here. The aura they exude is not something that a low-level ranger can withstand. The legs of the patrol officer who is talking to them are trembling. , but still mustered up all the energy to shout:
"Evacuate!"
Quickly, all the patrol officers disappeared within a few breaths, including those who were seriously injured on the ground.
It's just that others don't know that there is another person who disappeared together with the patrolling officer.
Wang Bodang.
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Yi Xifeng stood in the broken pit, looking at the four people in front of him from a distance. This battle was extremely difficult for him. The clothes on his upper body had long been torn, revealing his strong body, which was covered with wounds and blood, but at the same time it also added a touch of fortitude.
Even so, it just looked very bluffing, and the aura bursting out from his body was no different from before. The wounds on his body were all superficial wounds, and there were only a few that really hurt him.
Among the four, the man in white was in much better condition than Yi Xifeng.
His white clothes were only slightly damaged, and apart from that, all that was left was the mask stained with some blood.
"Those who defect cannot escape." The man in white said with a chilling tone.
He never thought that the four of him could not reach the next level of Xiaocheng.
Internal and external training is really scary, hard and smelly after a small amount of success.
Ignoring the words of the man in white, the fair young man moved his feet slightly and changed his figure again. He sheathed his sword and turned into a fist, and rushed straight towards the man in white. It was simple and without any moves at all.
After fighting so many times, only this kind of close combat can hurt the opponent. No matter how strong Ye Jian Hanxing is, in the face of the little rules of heaven and earth that the latter understands, the damage is not as direct as that of fists, and even more serious. weak.
Yi Xifeng's fist was so fierce that if there were other people around him, it would probably leave scars on that person's face wherever the fist passed by.
But at the next moment, the white-skinned young man who still maintained his attacking posture was easily neutralized by the man in white, and with the combined efforts of the other three, he was blasted into the earth again.
"puff--"
A stream of blood spurted out from Yi Xifeng's mouth. Although he was a small expert in body refining, it would be too much to keep fighting at such a strong pace.
But fortunately, his blood was still very strong, still churning, and his pupils showed extreme fighting intent.
"A lot of nonsense."
After Yi Xifeng stood still, he let out a light scold, and the energy in his body rose again. He took a step forward, and the energy and blood seemed to be transformed into real objects, constantly washing through the meridians in his body.
——Nine Yang God and Demon Skill
When the fair young man practiced the God and Demon Kung Fu, it was not just to improve his ability to take beatings.
The divine and demonic skills are used to attack the inside from the outside, with the main effect being a shock.
So far, Yi Xifeng has been undefeated with one against four, which is already a great miracle. However, if he wants to win this victory, he can only defeat them one by one.
The fair young man could also see that perhaps they were ordered by someone, and these people just wanted to take him down. If not, he would have no chance of survival if he really took action.
This has been the case since ancient times. Killing is easy to capture.
He only felt that the man in white did have murderous intentions towards him, but he was merciful at every turn.
These are enough to show that there is a pair of invisible hands behind this pursuit, but now we don’t know who it is that can motivate so many strong people.
Either a hero or a saint!
"You are using me as a chess piece." Yi Xifeng immediately saw clearly the pros and cons of this. But even so, there is nothing he can do. He is just a small chivalrous person who has achieved a small level of success. How can he compete with the great chivalrous people?
Pretend to be ignorant, do your best to escape from here, and take out the Xizhou Sword.
"not enough!"
Yi Xifeng shouted in a low voice, and the ground under his feet gradually dented as his skills were running. At this moment, the doubts and potential in the fair young man's body turned into "flames" and exploded.
At one time, he took three steps forward, each step forcibly improving his condition. The internal energy in his body was connected with the meridians, and the power in his muscles was continuously compressed.
The true energy and blood boil together, burning everything, in exchange for the most dazzling combat power at close range...
