The two of them killed three fourth-rank martial artists in a row, and they were extremely happy.

But that doesn't mean everyone can do that.

When Fang Ping finished packing up the loot and looked sideways, one of the mentors in the battle circle had just been pierced through the heart by a sword of a cave warrior!

Fang Ping was stunned for a moment......

I was really stunned!

He thought that the mentor of the demon martial arts could successfully kill these people, and he thought that the mentor of the demon martial arts would definitely kill them when he attacked the camp.

Qin Fengqing said that the folk warriors are very weak.

Although Fang Ping didn't feel much of it, just now when Qin Fengqing slashed the four products with one sword, Fang Ping subconsciously felt that the Demon Martial Sect's mentor could do this......

But all fantasies are just fantasies.

When he saw that a mentor was killed on the spot, Fang Ping really didn't come back to his senses.

He has forgotten that in every great battle, countless people will be sacrificed.

The mentors of the Demon Martial Arts are not invincible, they have also died a lot, and a few days ago, he saw with his own eyes that the corpses of some of the mentors were buried in the depths of the Demon Martial Arts.

Bai Ruoxi, the familiar mentor, was also seriously injured and dying, and had to interrupt his coaching career.

Fang Ping was stunned, but Qin Fengqing was not stunned, swallowed a pill in one gulp, and then quickly rushed into the battle circle, with great difficulty blocking the person who killed the Demon Martial Master with a sword!

Fang Ping also reacted immediately, and just as he wanted to join the battle circle, a mentor shouted: "Fang Ping, go and support the peripheral students!"

Fang Ping turned his head and saw that during the period when they had just killed the fourth-rank martial artists, the students had been surrounded by many martial artists and were struggling to resist.

Gritting his teeth, Fang Ping quickly rushed to the periphery!

No matter how weak the folk warriors are, they can be of the same level as everyone else, one fight and two, maybe it is possible, but hundreds of people besiege 20 people, it is also dangerous.

......

Fang Ping joined the battle circle!

Facing the same level, Fang Ping never felt that he would be defeated!

The long knife is no longer blood-red all over, leaving only a piece of blood red on the blade, Fang Ping's long knife slashes horizontally, and a three-grade martial artist on the periphery is killed on the spot with one knife!

"Kill me!"

Fang Ping roared, attracting the attention of many people.

The next moment, Fang Ping rushed into the battle circle of Sanpin.

Under one sword, there are few opponents!

As a martial artist of the three-grade high-level, most of the bone marrow is tempered, the weapons are superior, and the qi and blood do not care about consumption, such a three-grade high-level martial artist is also a very strong handful of people in the entire human society.

This place is just a place of a city in a cave, a group of folk three products, which is Fang Ping's opponent.

In the blink of an eye, Fang Ping killed seven or eight people!

But after all, there were too many people, Fang Ping was surrounded, and his speed advantage couldn't be brought into play, he was still hit a few times, and some old injuries on his body also collapsed again.

"You mend the knife for me!"

Fang Ping was furious, roared, and suddenly stopped pursuing nirvana, but swept with a long knife, slashing indiscriminately!

"I'll explode the big move, if I don't kill it, you will kill it!"

The students were stunned!

The students of the Demon Martial Arts actually almost all knew about Fang Ping's existence.

I have also heard that Fang Ping's big move is like drinking water and eating, casually.

But at this moment, many people are seeing it with their own eyes for the first time!

Fang Ping seemed to be a tireless tiger, the long knife emitted a strong blood, rushing into the crowd was a burst of slashing, and then quickly retreated into the circle of students.

"Don't mend the knife, I've thought of a good way, I'll continue to blast the ultimate, but give me a breath, you can help me stop the enemy for a while!"

Although Fang Ping's qi and blood are infinite, everyone will be tired.

After rushing and killing for a while, Fang Ping was also a little tired.

As he spoke, Fang Ping rushed out again!

After slashing dozens of knives, Fang Ping retreated into the battle circle, panting violently.

The others didn't need to be told anymore, they immediately blocked Fang Ping in the middle and began to resist the siege of the martial artists on the periphery!

Fang Ping rested for a moment, stepped out of the air again, and began to explode and slash!

Below the three-grade high level, it is almost one-size-fits-all.

Above the third grade high section, one knife will not die, Fang Ping will no longer care, retreat to rest, and then rush up to chop!

However, after a few times, he was also hit many times by the three-rank high-level and peak martial artists in the cave crowd, and his clothes were already dyed red.

"How much blood did I bleed......

Fang Ping also felt that he was a little drowsy, wealth value replenished qi and blood, but the power of qi and blood was not the same as blood.

The passage of blood still made Fang Ping tired.

"When is the killing going to be a head!"

The cave warriors seem to be inexhaustible!

When Fang Ping felt that there were fewer and fewer people in the outer circle, he breathed a sigh of relief, and at this time, he suddenly heard the shouting of the mentor in the distance.

"Retreat!"

Fang Ping didn't have time to think about it, just wanted to retreat, but suddenly thought of something, and hurriedly groped on the ground.

Regardless of whether it was the beginning or the peak of the third grade, Fang Ping touched seven or eight people in a row.

At this time, the internal mentors fought and retreated.

A mentor saw that Fang Ping was still touching the corpse, and shouted angrily: "Fang Ping, retreat!"

Fang Ping turned his head and glanced at it, and saw that many cave warriors were chasing and killing, and there was a spirit in his heart, and he ran away, and at that speed, several mentors who saw it were dumbfounded.

......

Everyone ran wildly for more than 20 miles, and the mentor in the rear shouted in a hoarse voice: "Rest for a while!"

As soon as the voice fell, many people collapsed to the ground.

The mentor who led the team made a round, silently looked into the distance, and did not speak.

Fang Ping didn't think of anything at first, but soon he suddenly thought of something, and said, "Teacher, how are our casualties?" and...... They...... Their corpses ......"

"War, how can there be immortals. ”

The mentor who led the team said in a muffled voice, and only after a while did he say: "Four mentors and two students died in the battle." But...... We killed more than 200 enemies, almost all of the first and second rank martial artists were killed by us, most of the third rank were also killed, and most of the fourth and fifth rank martial artists were also killed or wounded!

This team is ruined!"

With 6 casualties, killing so many enemies is not a big victory.

If it weren't for everyone's exhaustion, the team in front might have been killed.

If a group of elite warriors of the human race could not even kill the folk warriors of the cave city, then the human race would have perished long ago.

But even so, Fang Ping didn't feel much joy.

At the beginning, the people who strangled the cult warriors were all people from other schools, and he didn't care much about it.

But at this moment, the tutors and students who were chatting all the way just now suddenly died in front of him, and Fang Ping didn't know whether he was confused or sad.

Qin Fengqing's body was bleeding profusely at the moment, and while bandaging the wound, he gasped: "Fighting to die in the cave, it's nothing, who can not die?"

Kill a few more before you die, and you'll earn it!

If you don't kill the enemy, I won't kill the enemy, just wait for death!

At least we didn't let the first and second grades come to kill the enemy, and on the side of the military headquarters, a large number of first and second rank martial artists died in battle, including ordinary soldiers.

How many more can we kill to get back to our roots......

As for the remains of the teacher and classmates...... Died in the cave, buried in the cave, or good.

I hope that one day, if I die, I will be buried in Tianmen City!

No, I want to be buried deep in the cave!"

Qin Fengqing grinned and muttered, "Kill into the depths of the cave, that's the hero!"

The instructors didn't speak, looking into the distance.

At this moment, everyone's blood is exhausted, and then go back, fight to the death for the remains, it is not encouraged in the cave, even if you die, you should kill a few more cave warriors before dying.

"When the war is over, we'll look for ......"

The leader of the team said in a deep voice, and said: "Kill and disarm this team, our task is completed, but there are not many captures, and it is too late to get it...... No resentment!"

The mentor who led the team said in a deep voice: "This time, our task is easy, in fact, the military department has been taking care of us!"

Because many people feel that the students of Wuhan University are elites and are expected to be grandmasters!

Therefore, the military warriors are frugal and use their own sacrifices and efforts to provide us with a lot of resources!

Every year, the number of military warriors killed in battle is more than 10 times that of Wuhan University!

Ordinary fighters, and a lot!

Therefore, even if the military department does not give anything, it is not allowed to complain about anything, and it is our responsibility to fight in the caves!

As for everyone's injury cultivation and qi and blood consumption, a batch of pills will be delivered to the Demon Martial Arts when they turn around, and everyone will go and collect it by themselves!"

Everyone nodded, Fang Ping was a little embarrassed, and touched his bulging marching bag, and the others fought hard, and there was no time to collect it.

He did have a lot of things seized......

As if seeing Fang Ping's movements, the leading instructor said indifferently: "You keep it for yourself, when you fight, what you capture will naturally belong to you, but you are not allowed to rob other people's killing trophies, and the loot you took away later will be distributed to other students." ”

In the last time, Fang Ping touched seven or eight corpses, among which there were also martial artists who had been killed by others.

Although the others didn't have time to take it away, since Fang Ping took it away, he also scored some points.

When Fang Ping heard this, he immediately took out some things from his bag and handed them to the other students.

Someone shook his head and said, "Forget it, you take it, if it weren't for you, we would have to die half this time." ”

"Don't, let's take it, it's good to heal, but in fact, there aren't many things, they're all poor ghosts. ”

Everyone smiled and took what they should get.

"Alright, go back to the city!"

The mentor who led the team shouted, and everyone got up one after another and walked towards Hope City.

......

When we arrived at Hope City, it was just dawn.

Outside the city, many warriors have just returned.

Some carried the wounded on their backs, others held the corpses, and they were silent.

Seeing this, the leading mentor sighed lightly and said in a low voice: "This time it is a siege of two cities, we must kill some of the warriors with the power of thunder, hit their morale, and weaken their strength!"

Even if you sacrifice more, you have to fight!"

Fang Ping said in a sullen voice: "Can you only rely on martial artists to fight head-on? The military department has not researched any weapons of great lethality for so many years?"

"Yes, it's a pity that there is still too much energy stone. The leader replied: "Relying on energy weapons to kill martial artists, the cost may be greater, the current energy weapons are too simple, killing a three-grade may require 10 grams of cultivation energy stones!"

And 10 grams of cultivation energy stones, it may take several third-grade martial artists to fight to get them.

Think about it, does the military dare to use it?

It's better to produce more pills and weapons for everyone to cultivate, you can move from the third grade to the fourth grade, and it will be much easier to kill a third grade. ”

Speaking of which, it's still not cost-effective enough.

Energy stone is also too scarce.

Fang Ping sighed and didn't speak again.

Here, get used to death.

Lu Fengrou told them a long time ago, when a warrior dies, don't cry, don't grieve, if you have the ability, kill a few more cave warriors to avenge them, if you can't bear it, then endure it and hold it.

......

Back in the conference room.

Tang Feng had just returned, and the blood stains on his body had not dispersed.

Glancing at everyone, Tang Feng said tiredly, "Did you bring them back?"

"No, it wasn't allowed. ”

Tang Feng was silent for a moment, "Then wait until the enemy is repelled before looking for it, and ...... The military department allows us to take those second-grade martial artists back, Fang Ping, you can also go back. ”

"Me?"

"Yes, you can go back. ”

"Teacher, I'm ......"

"Let's go back. Tang Feng said tiredly: "You are all newcomers, and it is already okay to enter for the first time." ”

Fang Ping frowned, but Qin Fengqing said with a big grin: "It's not that I slandered the military department, at this juncture, why did the military department let them leave?

"Shut up!"

Tang Feng scolded, thought for a while, and said: "The principal decided to enter the cave, the three grandmasters of the Demon Martial Arts entered the cave, and Liu Lao went to Nanjiang, so I have to leave some seeds for the Demon Martial Arts." ”

"Headmaster into the cave!"

Many tutors exclaimed, and some couldn't help but say, "Principal, he...... He didn't mean ......"

"The principal said that going to Nanjiang or coming to the magic capital, it's all the same, this time the situation is critical, he won't wait, and it's the same when he comes here.

Okay, let's not talk about that, let's go back to everyone who should go back.

Including Qin Fengqing, wait until you block the first wave of attacks, and then go back. ”

Qin Fengqing pouted and said, "I won't go back, where will I get the resources when I go back, and how many kills will count." ”

Tang Feng glared at him and scolded, "Don't talk nonsense, let's go out, students!"

The students looked at each other and had no choice but to leave.

As soon as they left, the previous mentor frowned and said, "The principals are here, is it really so critical?"

"Well, last night there was actually a battle of high-quality, and the 14 high-grade people in Tianmen City poured out!

This time, the principal has decided, fight and kill the commander of the Tiger Army in Tianmen City!

The three commanders of the Tiger Army, the Leopard Army, and the Wolf Army are all in the Eight-Rank Realm, if the principal can kill the commander of the Tiger Army, and then kill him a few more Seven-Ranks, Tianmen City will retreat without attacking!"

"The Heavenly Gate City Lord ......"

"On his side, Fan Lao will make a move, but Jiupin is difficult to kill, so he can only contain it.

On the side of Dongkui City, the southern town guard is here, and he will come forward to stop the enemy, and several old grandmasters have decided to kill some seventh- and eighth-grade martial artists this time!

In addition, there are two Jiupin who are rushing to prevent people from coming from the depths!

This time, the principal and they mean that at least the two cities of the Demon Capital Cave have been disabled, and they will fight with the same product, and the strong people in the depths of the cave will generally not participate. ”

Many tutors clenched their fists!

"We're too weak to kill them in the same way, or we're just two cities!" someone roared.

Tang Feng was silent again, and after a while, he said, "It's useless to say this now, the principal ...... this time Principal Wu wants to participate in the Eight Grades Battle, and the military department means that at the critical moment, all our students will return, and among you, those under the age of 50, will also go back together. ”

"I'm not going back!"

"Less nonsense!" Tang Feng frowned and shouted: "It's not up to you to decide whether you can go back or not, Mowu has lost a lot of tutors now, and this year has expanded the enrollment of new students, do you let these students become self-taught?"

Okay, that's it, I still have something to do, let's go first, the students, the new ones before are sent away. ”

"If they don't want to ......"

"What's the use of a group of second- and third-grade young chicks here? If it's a small-scale fight, then I'll be the first to not allow them to leave, but this time, high-grade battles are the mainstay, and it's useless for them to stay. ”

Everyone stopped talking, and Tang Feng didn't stop, and left quickly.