Hearing this question, some people present reacted, and Wang Bisi was no exception, and immediately asked the audience through the headset.

In less than a minute, the entire battlefield, the news of the three attack directions had been summarized.

The enemies I have encountered so far are all witches, and I have not seen any enemies who can perform medical skills!

At this moment, Zhao Zhuren's mobile phone rang.

He frowned, who was in such a hurry and called directly regardless of battlefield discipline?

"Senior brother? What's up? Zhao Zhuren asked.

"Senior brother, I just read the briefing twenty minutes ago, and there is a person I have met, who is a great witch in Honggongzhai! Watch out! Dai Wenbin's tone was very hurried.

"Red Workers' Village?" Zhao Zhuren didn't come back to his senses for a while.

"Lao Zhao! That's not the point! Do you understand!? Find out who you're fighting against! Watch out for the yellow finches behind! Dai Wenbin shouted.

Zhao Zhuren put away the phone, his face solemn.

"All on alert! Go to the city center and inform the underworld that you can enter the battlefield! Zhao Zhuren jumped from the roof and signaled to Wang Bisi to take over the command.

When everyone rushed to the city center, they found that there was a huge square. Wang Weili and his two teams were already waiting there.

And on the square, there have been many bereaved people densely gathered. As far as the eye can see, most of them are women and children.

"Master, all the people are here, and the people from the Seventh and Ninth Courtyards are over there and there." Wang Weili pointed in two directions.

"Dean, Director Wang, the number of people and the thermal imager and our spiritual sense detection are commensurate." A physician from the hospital came to report.

Zhao Zhuren looked at the people in the inner courtyard who came one after another around the square, and then looked at the more than 2,000 remnants on the opposite side who obviously did not have much combat effectiveness, and there was a trace of indescribable feeling in his heart for no reason.

"Inform the rear team, spread the vigilance, our formation is too dense, and I will also say to the Seventh and Ninth Courtyards." Zhao Zhuren subconsciously issued an order.

He walked to the front, his eyes swept over the group of remnants, and said, "I'm Zhao Zhuren, the dean of the Third Academy, who are you?!" ”

There was a commotion in the crowd.

Dare to fight for so long, fight so hard, you courtyard don't even know who is beating!?

It's not that the courtyard is stupid, but the previous investigation and analysis of the information, this Liangzi City must be the base camp of the bereaved, do you have to do a census before the fight?

But now, the enemy has never used medical skills on the battlefield, coupled with Dai Wenbin's corroboration, Zhao Zhuren is a little uncertain. Hence this question.

An elderly woman of about 60 years old walked out of the crowd, with a rickety figure and gray temples.

"The old body is a big witch in Mo Luozhai, and I have seen the president of the third courtyard and everyone in the courtyard."

Zhao Zhuren didn't speak, he was waiting for the other party to continue to speak, and he only needed to maintain the pressure at this time.

This kind of negotiation trick is simply too familiar to Zhao Zhuren.

At this time, the thunderclouds over the city center began to gather again, and the dark clouds wrapped in the power of the sky and thunder shrouded the sky, and these people were terrified.

"Dean, it's all old people, women and children here, let us go?" The woman knelt down.

Zhao Zhuren looked up at the thunderclouds in the sky, and secretly said that Xue Chen Changyu did a good job, and said quietly: "You are just talking to us about this?" ”

"The sons and daughters have all died in battle, and the immortals have also abandoned us, so I just ask everyone in the courtyard to let us go for the sake of the same sect and the same origin!" The old woman didn't play any tricks, and burst into tears.

"Granny Flower! We were deceived! It was the immortals who tricked us into coming here to die! Someone in the crowd shouted.

"Who are you, who are the immortals?" Zhao Zhuren had already looked up at the sky and no longer planned to say more, Wang Bisi immediately asked the question that the master wanted to ask.

"We are all witches, and you should know about our relationship with the immortals." The old woman replied.

Since the conversation has entered the rhythm of one question and one answer, then there is no suspense about the outcome of this negotiation, Zhao Zhuren signaled Wang Bisi to speed up, he always felt that something was wrong.

"Getting to the point!" Wang Bisi said coldly.

A heavenly thunderbolt also hit the open space between Wei Wang Bisi and the old woman appropriately, causing the crowd in the square to scream, and even the cries of children.

Wang Bisi sighed secretly, in this situation, it is impossible to slaughter the city. It's not that he can't make this move, but the underworld has already entered the battlefield, and the rear of the inner courtyard also knows the current situation.

Combat ······ It's over.

The victory has been divided, and the courtyard has won a big victory!

There is no difficulty in winning, it is simply a group of full-level people who go to place a small copy.

"The immortals can be said to be our common ancestors, and this Liangzi City has been the place where the immortals live in seclusion since ancient times. There are many immortals in Shudi, you should know what's going on. The old woman was prostrate on the ground.

"Why are you here, someone just said that the immortals deceived you, what's the matter!?" Wang Bisi continued to shout.

The old woman raised her body and said, "Are you willing to exchange these innocent women and children for this information?!" ”

"Innocent? Half of you are full of anger, how many souls have you refined!? Wang Bisi shouted again!

"Hahaha, look at yourselves! And how many people are clean!? The winner is the king, and the loser is the loser! Heaven is my witch! The old woman said miserably.

There was silence in the crowd.

That's what I said for the feeling of fish and meat.

"Does it make sense to say this? Okay, I promise you, innocents will not be killed, and no more attempts will be made to challenge the bottom line of the inner courtyard! "For people who have murder cases, it is impossible for Wang Bisi to let go.

"Afterlife! Can you represent the Courtyard!? Dean, is the old body so unbearable in the eyes of your inner courtyard? Don't even want to talk to me? In the past, the Great Witch was also an existence of the same level as your director! "Now that she has found out that the courtyard is interested in this information, then she must continue to fight for her people.

Zhao Zhuren looked at her and said, "You can also not say it, but what he means is what I mean, seize the opportunity, otherwise you won't have to say it when you want to······"

The old woman was silent for a moment, and then said, "Okay, but let these women and children ······ first."

Rumble! A thunderbolt slashed down from the sky and struck directly above the old woman's head.

The old woman was defenseless, and only instinctively condensed her spiritual power above her head. And the people around her were directly smashed to pieces!

The old woman screamed: "Courtyard! Beast! ”

This sudden scene stunned both sides! The situation instantly became tense.

The old woman walked out of the smoke and dust, the white hair on her head had been burned out, one eye was also blinded, the blood was not stopping, the entire scalp was lacerated in many places, and the clothes on her upper body were also shattered, so she walked naked and trembling towards Zhao Zhuren.

Zhao Zhuren frowned, and became a little angry: "Xue Chen! Sanyu! What are you two doing! She's already about to speak! ”

His voice carried his spiritual sense, and Zhao Zhuren's roar could be heard almost throughout the battlefield.

"Senior brother?"

"Dean?"

Two doubtful voices came from a distance, also carried by the spiritual sense.

Zhao Zhuren was about to speak.

Rumble! Rumble! Rumble! Rumble! Rumble!

Several heavenly thunderbolts fell in a row, some smashed into this group of witches, and some slashed on the side of everyone in the courtyard!

The two doctors in the courtyard were chopped into charcoal on the spot and fell in front of Wang Xi.

At this time, Wang Xi was so shocked by this scene that he was speechless.

Not far away, the same thing seemed to be happening on the side of the Seventh Courtyard and the Ninth Courtyard. Everyone was a little confused, and they were all asking what the hell was going on in the internal medicine and anesthesiology departments?

Wang Bisi's right hand was horizontal, and he slashed at the old woman. Framed by an old woman's machete. But she faced Wang Bisi, who was young and strong and good at close combat, and in terms of strength, she had to lose a lot.

Before she condensed her spiritual power, she was kicked away by Wang Bisi, and when she flew in mid-air, she was pierced back and forth twice by Qingxing, and it was estimated that she would not survive.

The witch in the square was already panicking, and the crowd was in a commotion. The previous heavenly thunder and the offensive of the inner courtyard had already shown them the power.

And at this moment, although they don't know what happened, everyone knows that they can't live.

Those who still had the strength to fight began to lead everyone to attack the inner courtyard, while some of the heavier minds incited the people around them to rush to other places, and they began to slowly retreat, ready to fish in troubled waters.

Zhao Zhuren took out the long song line and cut several witches into two with a random knife.

What's the situation!? Witch's backhand!?

"Melee! Disperse! Don't get in a heap! Entangled with them! ”

He didn't know what was going on, but in the face of these people, his side couldn't afford to lose much from pure melee.

Rumble! Rumble! Rumble!

Three heavenly thunderbolts slashed down and landed on the crowd in the melee.

Zhao Zhuren looked at the thick and dense thunderclouds in the sky with annoyance.

"Senior brother, let's go! Not our June! Sanyu's voice resounded throughout the battlefield!