"No wonder he dared to attack, and sure enough, Morrowind's ability was completely restrained. Mei made a trumpet shape with her hands in three steps, and yelled at Chenfeng: "Brother dei, run!

"Thank you, give me a drop of love, hey, in this life, I will not forget my high ......" Chenfeng immersed himself in his singing.

A black line appeared on Mei Sanbu's face, and against the violent sound waves, he instantly rushed to Chenfeng's side, dragged his back collar, and quickly retreated.

"What are you doing! I haven't finished singing yet!" said Chenfeng when he opened his eyes and found himself being dragged away by Mei Sanbu.

"Next time I sing it, it's useless this time. Mei took three steps quickly, pulled Chenfeng to Anqi's side, and said to Chenfeng: "Take care of Anqi, pay attention to your own safety, I'll pretend to be forced." ”

Morrowind: "......"

Angel: "......"

Why is there a faint sadness in my heart?

Angel pursed her mouth tightly, her pink fists clenched.

She is a king-level powerhouse, and in the West, she is considered to be the outstanding one.

However, in the alphabet K-League, she is the weakest of all combatants.

Although Morrowind didn't comprehend it, it was still stronger than Angel.

The war between the East and the West is extremely chaotic, and Angel is a blonde and blue-eyed Westerner, if there is no morning breeze by her side, maybe someone will kill the red eye and hand a knife to Angel.

"I don't want to be the weakest one!"

Angel stubbornly raised her head, looked at the morning wind, and said word by word: "I want to comprehend the realm!"

"I want to too, but I can't see or touch this thing, and even Xiao Fan can't tell me an experience, how can I comprehend?" said Chenfeng with a helpless expression.

Angel bit her lips: "Then kill! I'm not willing to be a weak! Either become strong or die!"

After saying that, Angel ran towards the front line.

"Anqi!" Chenfeng was startled and hurriedly chased after him.

"Kill......"

The sound of fighting shook the sky.

In the yellow sand, the impact of 200,000 people kicked up endless sand and dust, and after being impacted by various energies, a small tornado was faintly formed behind the Western cultivators.

Forty thousand warriors, in the camp, scattered and kept in touch with each other.

1,000 meters!800 meters!500 meters!300 meters!100 meters!

When the first Western cultivator rushed into the warrior camp, the battle on the Mobei battlefield officially began.

"Kill!"

200,000 cultivators are like a raging wave, while 40,000 warriors are like a hard reef.

The first wave of crazy impact was quickly taken down calmly.

Then, the battlefield, which spread for thousands of kilometers, completely broke out.

In a group of twelve, facing more than five times as many enemies, it stands to reason that each person would have to face a siege of five enemies.

But the strange thing is that the warriors are fighting and moving at a certain pace, and every moment, they are fighting the enemy, but not five, but one!

If you look at it from a high altitude, you will find that the composition of 40,000 warriors is two wheel-like circles!

The two wheels are equal size, one rotating clockwise and one counterclockwise.

Some enemies are placed inside the circle, while some enemies are resisted outside the circle.

The 200,000 cultivators were inexplicably divided into eight regions, each with about 25,000 people.

And the warriors, with 20,000 people in a battle formation, are facing 25,000 people at any time, and although the gap between 5,000 people is large, it is already much smaller than 40,000 versus 200,000.

This wheel battle array is a masterpiece of the desert!

"Scumbags, tremble! Let me show you what it is! Remember Lao Tzu's name! My name is Mei Sanbu! Nicknamed Rogu!"

Mei Sanbu finally went berserk.

His internal strength was running, his body flickering like a ghost, two different realms, condensed into one.

"Hurry!Traction!Imperial Domain!Up!"

Using the speed to the extreme, the traction in the internal strength was strengthened, and a terrifying attraction erupted from Mei Sanbu's body.

Buzz Buzz......

In the sound that the hustle and bustle of the battlefield could not be concealed, in the distance, there were suddenly countless cold lights flickering in the air.

"What's that?"

"Damn it, daggers! a lot of daggers!"

Some cultivators stared at the sky with wide eyes.

The countless daggers came overwhelmingly.

Mei Sanbu waved her big hand and pointed forward: "Fall!"

Puff puff......

"Ah......h

A terrible scream came out, and the Western cultivators who were densely packed together directly fell in large numbers.

"Up! down!"

Mei Sanbu kept waving his hands, and those daggers were like a spiritual army, mercilessly harvesting the lives of cultivators.

"Damn it!"

A bloody robe came straight towards Mei Sanbu, the crystal ball in his hand bloomed with an amazing blood-colored light, and the fishy mist was filled with madness, turning into the appearance of a bat, biting towards Mei Sanbu.

With Mei's speed of three steps, it was naturally easy to dodge, but at the same time, he frowned and found that he had fallen into the other party's rules of order.

I don't know what kind of attribute this order is, it is viscous and clumsy, and the smell it emits, when you smell it, you feel dizzy, as if you are poisoned.

It was also thanks to the fact that Mei's three-step wind realm had already unfolded, and countless small whirlwinds swirled around his body, so he avoided the fate of being shrouded in this blood mist.

It's just that in this way, Mei Sanbu has been entangled, and he can't spare his hands and feet at all to use the realm of the emperor to kill and injure the enemy on a large scale.

On the other side, Anqi was besieged by two king-level powerhouses, and Morrowind was the focus of care, more than a dozen king-level powerhouses, cooperating with each other, were attacking Morrowind all the time.

Not to mention helping Anqi, Chenfeng himself is in danger, and with his superb martial arts, he can continue to persevere.

"Ugh!"

Suddenly, Angel was slapped on the shoulder by a king-level powerhouse, she was knocked out and fell on the yellow sand, and blood immediately flowed out of the corner of her mouth.

"Anqi!" Chenfeng was startled and struggled frantically, trying to get out of the siege of more than a dozen king-level powerhouses, but the other party was so entangled that he couldn't break through at all.

"You traitor, die!"

The two king-level powerhouses rushed towards An Qi with a sneer, each performing a special move, and did not have the spirit of pity and cherishing jade.

An Qi gritted her teeth, unwilling to watch the two king-level powerhouses attack, and there was an unyielding will in her heart, burning wildly.

"No! I don't want to be a weakling! I don't want to be a burden! I can't let people look down on me! I can't!"

Angel seemed to have a picture of being bullied since she was a child, when she became a cultivator, she happily took revenge on the people who had bullied her.

But after becoming a cultivator, because of her beautiful appearance, she was coveted many times, and once she almost lost her life, but Ai'er saved her.

Since then, she has vowed that she must never be bullied again, and she must never be weak again.

"I'm not weak!"

In the hysterical roar, the strength that came from somewhere supported Angel to stand up, her hair turned dark blue strangely, and there was ice condensing rapidly all over her body, which was extremely weird.

It's obviously in the hot desert, but there is ice on your body!

"I've finally understood!" An Qi exuded a strong chill from her body, cold and piercing.

Slowly raising his hand, two blue ice crystals the size of fingernails quietly appeared.

"Ice Order...... Die!"()

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