Chapter 734: Serious Injuries and Prostration

The energy flow above the "Rebellion" was as if it was invisible after knocking Grechtia away, and it all dissipated as if by magic, and Xia Yanfeng's spiritual sea could no longer feel half of its divine power. The light was gone, and Xia Yanfeng's tiredness suddenly surged, and the pain in his arm became unforgettable again as the thunder element dissipated. After this toss, Xia Yanfeng's half life is almost gone, and now he wants to activate the slightest divine power that I don't know if it was a chance awakening or because of other reasons, but he is already powerless. The power of "disobedience" is now completely up to Xia Yanfeng!

The endless feedback of weakness to his body, the feeling of weakness that was hidden before, after the victory, was like a side effect of good medicine, and even doubled the pain of Xia Yanfeng. At that time, it was only a brief shock, like a medicine to numb the pain for a while, the pain was paralyzed but still there, it was always hidden, and the wound never scabbed. Xia Yanfeng is not afraid of pain, this is a test and baptism of life, but when it shouldn't be painful, he must forget the pain and fight with all his might. And Grecitia has become an ornament in Xia Yanfeng's Hall of Glory, and that is enough.

Seeing the "rebellion" that returned to the "scrap iron", Xia Yanfeng could only take it back with a wry smile. I couldn't help myself, and after the heavy injury, the pain hit like a tide, and even tore his body and mind apart. Without the strength to be strong again, his disobedience will not be restored, his breath will be exhausted to the point of coldness, and his strength will be so weak that it will be difficult to move. The fire of life burned to the end, and a glimmer of light bloomed in the gloomy sky, but Xia Yanfeng's vision gradually blurred due to weakness, and the sea of spirit could no longer truly analyze the flow of energy.

On the battlefield, the enemy chief had been swept away by the turbulent current, and Xia Yanfeng's arms and legs were weak, kneeling on the ground like a puddle of mud. He's really tired, and his current state is more than just a "tired" that can be explained. In the sight, I also faintly saw Sun Chao, who was knocked to the ground by Grechitia before, the breath of the dragon was still looming, it seemed that Sun Chao was only temporarily fainting, and there was no major problem.

The solemn and solemn atmosphere is still undiminished, and the demon army is still solemn. Although Grecitia is gone, the force still doesn't feel its cowardice, and the demon legions don't seem to have lost their morale because the commander has been defeated.

"They're no longer good! kill them!" shouted someone in the team, and the demon legion immediately moved in unison. The boss is gone, and they no longer have to follow orders, but their ranks are still tight. The demon legions that reaped the benefits of the fishermen rushed up with the excitement of beating the water dogs. The defeat of the commander inspired their military spirit, and the mood of these devils was extremely excited, but on the other hand, Xia Yanfeng was all scattered, and he was tired and unable to fight again.

I don't know where the other party got the courage, or the enemy knows that Xia Yan's strength is exhausted and he can't resist anymore, so they all rush in. The opponent's formation was extremely strong, and the demon legion numbered tens of thousands, and the momentum of the charge that covered the sky and the sun swept through. Xia Yanfeng still wanted to stand up, but he had a painful attack, he couldn't do it, and he couldn't show his might anymore because of his "disobedience", so he could only grit his teeth and say bitterly: "These miscellaneous soldiers...... Damn it...... Is this really the end of it......"

Xia Yanfeng couldn't give up if he didn't want to, this time, he was really desperate. Greshitia was all cleaned up by him, but the reality couldn't help Xia Yanfeng to make the most beneficial choice for himself, he was able to defeat the enemy chieftain but exhausted all his strength, and now he was in a state that was so bad that he could only wait for himself to die at the hands of miscellaneous soldiers. Sun Chao hadn't woken up yet, and the defenders in the city showed no signs of killing, and the pain in his heart was so tormented that in the end, did their fate still have to end here? Isn't it a great irony that he has been able to fight the devil but is powerless to deal with the little ghost? He has calculated everything, but he is one step behind, even if he knows what the result will be, he has no power to return to the sky. It's over...... Death is calling, the devil is pulling, life is gone, the end of fate!

Just when the demon army was surging towards Xia Yanfeng, who was unable to resist, and Xia Yanfeng was at the end of his hero's end and was about to return to Huangquan, the aura that came out of nothing suddenly appeared in the air at this moment, evoking the note of miracle!

"Light snake, arrow rain flow!" The shout that fell from the sky swept through the dark sky like thunder, and the figure was familiar and made Xia Yanfeng feel a sense of security. The tens of millions of silver snakes of light, like thousands of silver needles, are also like thousands of raindrops, pouring down, the momentum is like a rainbow, everything is pierced by these "silver needles" The demon army, Rao Qi is the elite of the demon race, and it is impossible to escape the fate of being pierced into the armor and piercing the heart and dying. The attack of this group of snakes, after all, even Xia Yanfeng could not resist without the help of an artifact, how could these miscellaneous soldiers resist?

After a while, the turbulent flow of light snakes rained down, and it took away the lives of a large number of demon armies, and those silver snakes were all living creatures, and it was easy to penetrate and exit in the demon soldiers' bodies. But even if they were attacked by the light snake, they only slowed down their progress, and they were far from being frightened. Maybe for the soldiers of the demon race, they don't have the word "afraid of death", right?

Just by breath, it can't be seen really, Xia Yanfeng knows that it is Lu Yusen who is here. Although it is not clear why Lu Yusen, who followed Sutron to fight the undead clan on the front line, came here, could it be that the fact that the demon clan slaughtered the city all the way to Treon had already reached the base camp of Sutron and Guo Xing?

"Third brother...... You come in such a timely manner every time......" Xia Yanfeng let out a desolate wry smile with emotion, and his body could no longer support it. Lu Yusen rushed to the rescue, he was basically worry-free, he was the most difficult figure among the brothers, even Brother Guo Xing had to give him three points, this safety index was more than ten times higher than his Xia Yanfeng.

Uh, it's time to wrap it up...... Xia Yanfeng took off the strength of his whole body at the last moment, which was the breath he held in his chest before the big event, and he also relied on this obsession to survive until now. And now that reliable reinforcements have arrived, the string that has been tight for a long time in Xia Yanfeng's heart has also been broken "bang". Relief and relief poured into my heart, and my vision turned into darkness.

Xia Yanfeng was full of pain and fatigue, and finally fainted at the moment when Lu Yusen arrived, losing all consciousness, and at the same time when his vision was dark, the shouting and killing in his ears gradually seemed to be a world away, and his body and mind were light, and he seemed to have lost his life. He tried his best, he was tired, but he was by no means "broken......

Grecitia didn't know where it had been knocked away, but the blow of "Rebellion" alone was not enough to crush the strongest of the "Five Tigers of the Demon World". Grecitia fainted for a moment, and the impact was truly heartbreaking. When he regained consciousness, he was surrounded by a lush wood, a place he had not been on his way to attack, as there was no smell of blood. It's a strange place, but it looks pretty safe.

Forcibly dragging the seriously injured body, he climbed up step by step and blood, and Grechitia's vision was a little wandering. His breath was depleted, his magic was depleted, and he could no longer use his strength to fight. He was full of resentment, but he couldn't do anything, he still couldn't believe it, how could he lose to a "nobody" like Xia Yanfeng?

"Why...... Ah......h His robe had been torn to strips of cloth, and his own life was as uncertain as a candle in the wind, and his haggard face was dying. But he just can't believe it, and he won't be reconciled, he Gresitia has dominated the world for hundreds of years, and now he has been defeated by a little human who has cultivated for less than a year, this shame and great shame has trampled on his dignity and glory as a magician, he doesn't know how to go back to the demon world, to explain to those guys who look at him coldly and even disdain him?

Physically and mentally empty, Grecitia felt that his internal organs were shattered, fortunately, the physique of the demon clan was different from that of humans, although the internal organs were broken and the veins were broken, he could still use the dark power to make him move like a walking corpse, but surviving in this way, he who had always had a burst of self-esteem could not accept it. If you live without dignity, you might as well die!

Staggering a few steps, Grecitia felt empty again. He had lost everything, including everything he had as a magician, and the fame and glory he had accumulated over the centuries. A hundred years of glory, ruined in one day, hundreds of years of hard work, the First World War returned to before birth. He didn't regret his decision to attack the human world, and he didn't think it was a big deal to kill people and set fires, he just hated himself, why didn't he use a killing move against Xia Yanfeng in the first place! Why did he talk so much useless nonsense, why did he have the mentality that he was just playing, why did he always want to enjoy the process of humiliating others! With such a cynical attitude towards the battle, he did not respect the opponent or the battle itself, and he finally paid an irreparable price.

Yes, Grecitia did not lose to Xia Yanfeng, he lost to his own mentality, the mentality of "doing death". The cycle of heaven is unpleasant, and the destiny of heaven will not favor people who are not serious about major matters, so Grechtia will never be lucky all the time.

Is Grecitia really remorseful? No...... His hatred was real, but he showed no remorse, because he would not know where he had lost until he died. Even if he understands, it's just a long sigh of "God won't help me", the road is poor, and he won't have tomorrow.

"Isn't this the desperate 'Grechia'?" An abrupt but gloomy shout, but Xiahou Gang stood in front of Grechtia with his arms crossed without warning. Grechia's spiritual power was wiped out, and it was normal not to notice the other party's breath, but he felt something was wrong in the next moment, how could Xiahou just appear here alone? What's more, the other party didn't feel like last time, that gloomy and cold expression was the same as the original!

"The general of the defeated army...... Cough...... Do you still dare to come to die?" Grecitia held her last breath and pointed at Xiahou Gang unrelentingly and scolded, "Is this seat seriously injured...... This seat can wipe you out here with a finger!"

"Hmph...... You shit, the spring road is near, it's time for you to hand over your head. Xia Hougang's expression was still cold, and his voice was also yin and yang. With this appearance, no matter how weak Grectitia is, he can see that this person is not "Xiahou Gang" at all!

"You...... You're not Xiahou Gang...... Who are you?" Grachitia stepped back in shock.

Xiahou Gang smiled secretly, this smile was obviously not revealed by the original rough man "Xiahou Gang", this smile can only be seen on the face of a scheming conspirator: "Hehe, yes, I am not Xiahou Gang." ”

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