Lin Fan was not so easy to fool, he grabbed Bai Tang's wrist and said, "Go!" You can't stay here, this isn't our battlefield! ”

Yu Jiu was always very wise when choosing the battle side, and at this moment, he also clasped Bai Tang's other arm and used his strength to drag him.

Bai Tang's heels grinded on the ground, but he was still pulled up by Lin Fan.

At this time, the situation on the mighty battlefield had become even more obvious, and the human cultivators had been surrounded by the ordinary and inferior armies of the Hades, and despair had begun to spread in the ranks.

Zhang Huaide held a big sword, standing in the front uprightly, whoever came, he would cut off with a sword, and the group of people behind him were firmly protected, the big gold chain and bald head were particularly conspicuous among the cultivators dressed as ordinary people.

"Lao Zhang! Withdraw! Hurry back! A thousand meters behind you, there is Tongfu Lane, take people to retreat from Tongfu Lane, pass through Tongfu Lane, take the People's Hospital, and walk ......"

Fan Lijing's calm and anxious voice came from the blue watch on his wrist, and the command had obviously assessed the situation and began to direct them to retreat.

But

"What is the retreat?! Where can you retreat? This city is full of evil! If you retreat now, you will bow to the evil spirit! The bald rogue man stood tall and proud, he was wearing a large white vest, which was now dyed red, and he tore it off, revealing his strong chest, and there were hideous wounds on his muscular arms, but there was no fear on his face.

"Stay in the green mountains, we can slowly draw it, we can ......"

"If you lose, you lose, where does it come from?! Today, so many of our Chinese cultivators have beaten down these grandsons and confessed their instigation, and this matter will spread all over the world in a few days! Snort~" The sound of the sword entering the body, Zhang Huaide neatly put away his cold and awe-inspiring long sword, and said awe-inspiringly: "When the time comes, those overseas miscellaneous pieces!" Don't laugh off your big teeth?! A bunch of crumbs who can't lift their heads under our pressure, can I give them a chance to laugh at me?! Dream on! Lao Fan, you instigate yourself, our Heavenly Master Sect, there is no precedent for retreating! ”

The same voice also sounded in Zong Changming's ears, in Lin Fan's ears, and in the ears of every cultivator who participated in the war.

But before those people could react, they heard another calm and calm voice say: "Can't retreat!" There was a voice in it

Sen Ran was indifferent, and said slowly: "This is the biggest evil catastrophe in China in the past hundred years, at this time, we must not retreat!" ”

Fan Lijing over there was also anxious, he didn't seem to expect such a person to suddenly appear, and immediately said, "Master Zhen!" Now that City B is besieged again, reinforcements can't enter, and if they don't retreat, they will die, so it's better to retreat first, and leave us a little fire in Huaxia, and ...... later, in the future."

"If you retire today! It's the real bow to the evil spirit! Where did it come from, most of the Huaxia warlocks were inside, that was Huaxia's face, it was Huaxia's face! The cold and hard voice was sonorous and powerful, as decisive as cutting gold and breaking jade, and there was a faint sound of wind and thunder, and said: "If everyone is buried in the B City today, it can be regarded as the wind and bones of the Huaxia Warlock!" Huaxia Warlock, only to the death! Undefeated! ”

The voice was awe-inspiring, and the words were as clear as a hammer to be struck down.

Even if the people in City B could not see the man's expression, they could hear the intention of dying in his voice.

There were still many cultivators standing on the battlefield, but no one answered for a while, but those who had already intended to flee all retracted their feet, and all of them looked at the endless stream of monsters in front of them with red eyes.

Each of them who entered the city had already made up their minds to die, knowing that they would die, and although they had the intention of retreating, they were provoked by the man's words like a stick, and most of the monks who were still alive stood firm and did not retreat again.

They have nowhere to retreat, and the city is full of monsters.

Innocent citizens huddled in corners and trembled, fanged monsters roamed the city with a smile, and desperate warriors fought back with blood and tears.

City B seems to have really advanced to the end of the world.

Lin Fan dragged Bai Tang and did not rush into the group of monsters, but just carried his bronze sword, hidden in the piles of ruins, his eyes glowed with gold, and in the dim sky, he looked like a beast's pupil.

Half of his face was already crawling with that strange trace, and the original warm aura of the whole person instantly turned into cold and bloodthirsty, and he seemed to be a little crazy.

There was still a slightly cold and hard voice in the blue watch: "That earth and stone mountain, why is it difficult to move away?" ”

Hearing that sentence, not only the people on the battlefield were excited, but also the people outside the battlefield almost cried with joy.

To the east, because of the lack of ability, no

can enter City B to participate in the war, and at this moment, he is doing behind-the-scenes work that is not noticed, and when he heard that sentence, he immediately wanted to kneel down for this Master Zhen Junzhen, which was the master who Mo Yu once said was as famous as Dong Guo Liang.

At that time, Mo Yu said: The knife is not something you can move, except for Zhen Jun and Dong Guoliang, whoever goes will send it.

Now that I think about it, that Mo Yu really assessed the strength of these masters very accurately, look, isn't this another great god?

Xiang Dong was moved, and when he looked up again, the figure of the master was gone, but the ground shook violently, as if something extremely heavy had been put down.

……

"It's almost over!" He Wei squinted and looked at the chessboard in front of him, the whole person was as lazy as a cat, and there were a few more empty bottles in front of him. While rubbing his stomach, he said to Mo Yu: "Dong Guoliang wants to lose, the knife is so evil that he can't control it, not to mention that there is a dragon." ”

The situation on the chessboard is changing, and Mo Yu is playing with a black chess piece between his fingers, as if thinking about where to land, his expression is serious, and he said: "That's none of our business." ”

He Wei looked at his cold and restrained eyebrows and said, "It's good that you know." After a pause, he couldn't hold back his comments: "You really don't care about Bai Xiaotang anymore?" That stupid boy is going to the center of the battle! ”

The green white fingertips flicked the chessboard, and a slightly sneaky figure appeared on it, and there was a ghost who was dragged to death behind him, the clothes on the person could no longer see the original color, and he was moving away from Lin Fan little by little like a squirrel, moving towards the place where Dong Guo Liang and the dragon were fighting, and his eyes were full of thieves and thieves.

Mo Yu lowered his eyes, and he couldn't guess what the guy was trying to do, but there seemed to be a salivating light on his dirty face, exactly like every time he saw him make braised Styx prawns.

He Wei's voice changed, and he said like a story: "That Zhen Jun personally escorted the Western race out of the realm, tsk, rushed back, if you want me to say, these two are not bad, but the heart is still too heavy, and I can't rest assured that these things will end, so the cultivation will end here." ”

Mo Yu put down a sunspot on the chessboard and said, "When we were alive, we all had a country, and we put it down after we died." ”

While speaking, the chess piece was suddenly bounced away, He Wei saw it, and said with a smile: "When you really rest assured of him, why, the white chess piece was given to him?" ”