The fighting continued for three days, with nearly one million casualties on both sides.

At this time, the troops were withdrawn, and only countless corpses remained.

The place at the junction of Yuyang Mansion has become a purgatory.

No one has time to care about these corpses, whether it is Shenwu or Zhenyu Jun.

The non-stop fighting has made them haggard, and they don't have the extra strength to do anything else.

By the time I got back to the city, the atmosphere had become unusually dull.

After Fang Xiu washed up briefly, he came to the hall.

At this time, Wei Rengui also took off his blood-stained armor and sat solemnly in his position.

The fight reached a certain level, even if it was him, he had to go down in person to fight for such a glimmer of life for the Zhenyu army.

Otherwise, with an army of less than two million, how could they resist the attack of Shenwu's six million army day and night.

Not only Wei Rengui is here, but also Weng Xun, Yan Feng and others are also impressively listed.

But without exception, everyone's face was extremely solemn, and some people's breath was even disordered, and it was obvious that the internal organs had been greatly shaken.

For three days, Rao was a martial arts master, and he was a little unbearable.

In particular, those who can make them shoot are all existences of the same realm.

At this moment, Yan Feng's face looked a little gloomy, and his aura was sluggish, as if he would be extinguished at any time.

When he saw Fang Xiu coming in, Yan Feng didn't stand up, but sat on the chair, and his tone of voice was a little weak: "I've seen the Holy Son!"

"I've seen the Holy Son!"

Wei Rengui, Weng Xun and the others stood up.

Fang Xiu said, "Everyone, please take a seat!"

As he spoke, Yan Feng's strange appearance also made him notice, and he couldn't help asking, "What's the matter with Elder Yan?"

"It's just a small injury, and it can be healed with a little breathing!"

Yan Feng was slightly weak, and an ugly smile appeared on his face.

Hearing this, Fang Xiu's fingers rested on Yan Feng's wrist pulse.

After a moment, he let go of his hand.

"The internal organs are broken, in today's rivers and lakes, there should not be many people who can hurt Elder Yan to this point, I don't know who made the shot!"

Fang Xiu looked at Yan Feng in front of him, and his face became solemn.

Don't look at what the other party said, it doesn't seem to be a big problem, but the internal organs are broken in the body of an ordinary martial artist, which is a fatal injury, even if it is on the body of a martial arts master, it is a heavy injury.

Yan Feng can not support it, and he is already a deep cultivator.

"The person who injured the elder Yan is the Eight Heavenly Dragons-Hongzhen!"

Weng Xun's face was ugly and he said.

"Hongzhen!"

A cold light flashed under Fang Xiu's eyes, he was no stranger to this name.

The other party is a former Shaolin outcast, and it is said that he stole Shaolin to learn from Shaolin, and then killed the teacher and betrayed the door, and has been hunted down by Shaolin since then.

It's a pity that Hongzhen's strength is indeed amazing, and his martial arts have reached the point of being superb.

Even among the masters of Shaolin, there are few people who are his opponents.

And he acted extremely vigilantly, as long as there was something wrong, he would immediately flee thousands of miles away, so he escaped from the hands of the strong people of Shaolin many times.

For this reason, there are even true immortals who want to make a move.

It's a pity that after that, Hongzhen changed his face and called himself Hongzhen.

Since then, there has been one less Shaolin traitor and one more Babu Tianlong Hongzhen.

And Hongzhen's talent is indeed terrifying, since the Shaolin rebellion, but it can be worthy of the congenital extreme realm, in just a hundred years, he has already won the third realm of the grandmaster.

Until now, he is a well-known powerhouse on the grandmaster list.

Later, he challenged Meng Yuan, and although he was defeated in the end, he was able to retreat with his whole body, and his reputation was once again ruined.

Yan Feng said weakly: "I didn't expect that Hongzhen's strength has reached the point of almost consummation, if it weren't for Elder Weng's help, I'm afraid the old man might not have a chance to retreat!"

For the defeat at the hands of Hongzhen, he did not hide it.

The strength of the other party can also be called shocking.

With him alone, he is not Hongzhen's opponent at all, even if Weng Xun is added, it is only a tie, and it is a slim thing to win.

Fang Xiu took a deep breath and said, "One Red Flame Venerable Mu Teng, one Eight Heavenly Dragon Hongzhen, two top-notch Grandmasters, Shenwu is really a bloody one this time. ”

Knotty!

It's incredibly tricky!

What is Hongzhen's strength, he has not really fought against him, but he can match Weng Xun and Yan Feng alone, and he will still hit Yan Feng hard, and his strength will never be much weaker than Mu Teng.

Two top Peerless Grandmasters, once they join forces, even if they are him, they may not be able to solve it.

The other party is a Mu Teng, he is already injured.

Add one more person, and the most likely outcome is a lose-lose situation.

Weng Xun said: "If it weren't for the Holy Son's power to defeat Mu Teng, which frightened Hongzhen, he wouldn't have retreated so easily. ”

"Yes, the Holy Son can defeat Mu Teng, and his strength should be the first among the two armies, and if Shenwu wants to attack again, he must also take into account the existence of the Holy Son.

As long as they don't think of a solution before they think of it, it is estimated that there will be a pause. ”

Yan Feng nodded slightly and said.

Shenwu's strength is strong, but Fang Xiu's power to defeat Mu Teng is still there, and if you want to rush forward under this pressure, the price you have to pay will not be one or two points.

Even if he was seriously injured, he was sincerely happy that his Holy Son was able to defeat Mu Teng.

"How is the situation of Zhen Yujun now?"

Fang Xiu took his gaze away from Yan Feng and looked to the other side.

Hearing this, Wei Rengui sighed and said: "In the past three days, more than half of the Zhenyu army has been lost, and there are many injured people, and there are less than 700,000 people who can still fight.

If Shenwu attacks again, I'm afraid this line of defense will no longer be able to support it. ”

At this point, he was also a little sad in his heart.

The loss has reached this point, and this battle is equivalent to emptying out more than half of his family's funds.

These are the foundations he has carefully cultivated, and they can't be done overnight, and now they are almost all lost on the battlefield.

What worries Wei Rengui even more is that if Shenwu attacks again, the Zhenyu army will no longer be able to stop it.

He wanted to retreat, but the words could not come out of his mouth.

If Fang Xiu insisted on fighting, he had no qualifications to refuse.

"More than half of the battle is ......"

Fang Xiu's eyes closed slightly, falling into silence.

The scene also fell silent in an instant.

After a long time, he opened his eyes, and a ray of essence burst out from them: "The Zhenyu army was able to intercept Shenwu in the Yuyang Mansion, and it was indispensable.

General Wei is conscientious for Yuzhou, and this seat is also pleased.

Now that the gods are powerful, since they are bent on getting out of the Yuyang Mansion, then this seat will give them this opportunity!"

"What does the Holy Son mean?"

The others were all stunned, and they had some guesses about Fang Xiu's words.