Chapter 2097: The First Force
The battle is on the verge of breaking out, and neither side will have any superfluous words at all.
When they saw that the alliance army sent such a disciple with such a low realm, Mo Shangge's side almost didn't even laugh, in their eyes, they might feel that this battle would definitely be won.
"Ban on!First Team, Attack!"
A Spirit God Realm disciple shouted loudly, and soon, the first team of a thousand people on the coalition side directly attacked.
Fire Dragon Ban!
A very simple attack ban, however, it only needs one person to launch, and this ban can be carried around, which is also the largest number that Zhao Feng can drive out in the shortest time.
In fact, this thousand prohibitions are already all the prohibitions that the five thousand coalition forces can carry.
There was not enough time, and Zhao Feng was simply not in a hurry to suppress more bans.
A thousand fiery dragons erupted suddenly, and the scene was spectacular.
The entire sky seemed to be covered by a fire dragon.
As soon as these fire dragons appeared, they roared and rushed towards Mo Shangge's side.
"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!"
A series of explosions rang out.
The first wave of fire dragon attacks instantly caused heavy losses on Mo Shangge's side!
"Kill!"
The five Spirit God Realm disciples of the coalition army roared at the same time, and the five thousand people all rushed out in an instant.
Maybe the opponent's strength realm is indeed stronger than his own side.
However, under the attack of the fire dragon, Mo Shangge's side had already disrupted its formation, and it had lost hundreds of people.
"Damn, how can this be!
Mo Shangge's people also rushed out.
Stumps fly, broken arms fly, and the entire battlefield seems to have turned into purgatory.
The gap in the realm has always been an unbridgeable chasm, and as the battle progresses, the coalition forces are gradually at a disadvantage.
"Master Zhao, send reinforcements, otherwise, our people will be all finished!"
One person said anxiously to Zhao Feng.
However, Zhao Feng, who heard this, waved his hand: "No need, don't worry, we won't lose, and besides, we won't suffer too much loss." ”
Zhao Feng's words made everyone understand, because in their eyes, most of the casualties on the coalition side had already been killed and wounded, and the rout seemed to be just a matter of the next moment.
They didn't know what else Zhao Feng had behind, so they were all wondering in their hearts.
Zhao Feng felt that it should be about the same, and suddenly his hand was raised.
"System, come on, resurrect these people!"
"Raw!"
Suddenly, Zhao Feng's voice came out and spread throughout the battlefield.
The mysterious power of the mystical reappears.
Those who had already been shattered were all on their feet one by one.
At the same time, bursts of light erupted in Zhao Feng's hands, and the light passed over, and one by one, the seriously injured coalition disciples recovered quickly.
"Ding! Congratulations on all your resources have been exhausted, and the six-character mantra has stopped!"
Terror!
It's just an instant, and the entire Mo Shangge people are all messy.
"Withdraw!"
Fled, they fled.
Because there is simply no way to conduct such a battle.
What's going on?
The enemies that were finally killed were able to be resurrected in an instant and attack them again.
What kind of means is this!
And the coalition side also looked at Zhao Feng in shock.
A moment ago, it was a word that made people die.
At this moment, it turned out to be another word that made life.
What kind of magic does Zhao Feng have?
Life and death are in his words, how strong he is.
It's a pity that only Zhao Feng himself knows Zhao Feng's suffering, and the price Zhao Feng paid for resurrecting so many people is not at all something that others can imagine.
During this time, not to mention that all the resources collected by Zhao Feng were consumed, Zhao Feng even extracted some of the divine power in the exchange space, and even so, he fell into weakness.
Within a month, Zhao Feng didn't say to launch the six-character mantra, even if he wielded the Divine Sword, it would be difficult to do it again.
However, watching the enemy retreat, Zhao Feng was satisfied.
Time, what he wants now is time, only by making Mo Shangge puzzled, only by making Mo Shangge dare not act rashly, Zhao Feng can have enough time to rectify the interior of the coalition army.
Otherwise, once the war really starts, it will definitely be defeated.
"I'm a little tired, I'll leave it to you here. ”
Zhao Feng didn't dare to show weakness in front of these people.
With so many people, Zhao Feng didn't know if there would be any spies planted by Mo Shangge.
Accompanied by Feiyan, Zhao Feng returned to his residence.
However, as soon as he returned, he spit out a mouthful of blood mist, and he had been suppressing his injuries all along.
Fortunately, now that Zhao Feng has been upgraded to a god-level battle body: an eternal battle body, his recovery ability has already become even stronger.
Zhao Feng sat cross-legged, he couldn't do anything about the affairs of this month, he could only recover from his injuries with peace of mind.
Fortunately, Ling Xuan Pavilion and other forces will help him hide it.
Zhao Feng's performance this time undoubtedly shocked everyone.
The people of Mo Shangge really didn't dare to act rashly, but just probed the details of the coalition army step by step. And within the coalition forces, those who are on the sidelines, have finally made their choice.
Zhao Feng's growth space has made them understand how to choose.
Even those who were originally opposed to Zhao Feng becoming the city lord changed their minds at this time.
A word determines life and death!
Such a strange magic technique, let alone seeing it, they haven't even heard of it.
And Zhao Feng's identity as a forbidden grandmaster, and Zhao Feng's upgrade speed, also made them see how huge Zhao Feng's growth potential was.
How can anyone doubt such growth potential?
This time, it took Zhao Feng a full twenty-three days to recover, although I am afraid that he still can't fight, but at least there is no problem with walking or something.
However, when Zhao Feng went out, he found that the entire Lingbo City was lit up, as if something big was about to happen.
"Girl, what's the matter? Can't you still celebrate your last victory?"
Zhao Feng frowned, if it was because of that small victory that he could excite this coalition army for so long, then the coalition army was really hopeless.
"No, Childe, because of something else, everyone finally made a unified decision to elect the lord of the city. ”
"Oh, is that so?"
Zhao Feng nodded, if this is the case, then Zhang Lantern is nothing.
"What, isn't Childe curious about who it is?"
Feiyan looked at Zhao Feng and asked with some doubts.
"It doesn't matter who it is, as long as the coalition has a real leader, as long as it's no longer a mess, then it's much better. ”
"Hehe, Childe is generous, but the little woman still wants to congratulate Childe, Childe has been recognized by everyone, and the elected city lord is Childe. ”
"Is it me?"
Zhao Feng was still very flat, and did not show the slightest excitement.
Because in Zhao Feng's heart, this place is just a starting point, and he will not belong here.
There are only a hundred realms, Zhao Feng really didn't see it, in the future, all the things he will face will be countless times stronger than these hundreds of realms.
The vast divine realm, just one hundred realms, what is it?
However, what should come is still coming.
With the support of everyone, Zhao Feng became the Chu Zhu of Lingbo City, no matter what Zhao Feng thought, but at least, Lingbo City became the first force that Zhao Feng really had in the God Realm.
Even in Zhao Feng's heart, it was still very weak.
On this day, the entire Lingbo City was lit up, and everyone had a faint smile on their faces.
As many as a hundred forces have disappeared forever, as they will all be renamed the various families of Limbo City today.
Lingbo City, a new force that can compete with Mo Shangge, is about to be born.
(End of chapter)