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Chapter 949: Traitor

Yang Feng was in a hurry, and hurriedly said, "Old Marshal Dugu, what's wrong with you there, what happened?"

Never before, Yang Feng heard the voice of this battle-hardened veteran so anxious and frightened, and he couldn't help but feel anxious, but it was very fast, and another exclamation sounded, tearing his heart: "Sect Leader Yang, this is not yours...... How could it be ......"

Zilala!

This is the Yelu army, Yelu Chuxiong's voice, the same veteran, the same frightened and inexplicable, and then the communication was cut off.

Yang Feng chuckled in his heart, and his brows furrowed tightly.

These two old heroes of the battlefield, making such frightened voices at the same time, must have encountered something that made it difficult for them to face, could it be that Qiu Xiaotian and his Netherworld Temple, as well as Long Xiaotian made a move?

With a glint in his eyes, Yang Feng shouted, "Teleport Xuanjing ready." ”

"Yes, Alliance Leader!"

As soon as the voice fell, someone immediately launched a piece of Xuanjing that was more than one person high.

In order to facilitate the support of the armies of all parties, Yang Feng prepared a teleportation of Xuanjing in each army, and then through the base stations built along the way, he could instantly reach each legion to deal with unexpected needs.

Qiu Xiaotian, you have now successfully pulled up hatred and helped Lao Tzu unite people's hearts, and Lao Tzu no longer needs you. This time Lao Tzu fought a war of annihilation, and you still dare to appear, there is only one way to die, hum.

With a sneer in his heart, Yang Feng immediately walked over to the teleportation Xuanjing: "Go to the Dugu Vermilion Bird Legion." ”

Sou!

In a flicker, Yang Feng disappeared, and when he reappeared, he did not come to the boundary of the Dugu army, but returned to the junction of the central and northern regions.

What's going on, how did I get back? This isn't where I'm going to teleport!

With his brows furrowed deeply, Yang Feng looked at the defenders on the border and shouted, "What about the person in charge of the logistics engineering team, what happened to the teleportation channel, why can't I teleport to the place I want to go?"

"Brother Feng!"

At this time, Sha Tongtian hurriedly ran over, and now he is in charge of the engineering team: "We have just been rewarded, the base stations we built along the road have all been destroyed, and I am about to send someone to rebuild it." ”

"Damn, I'm in the dark!"

Click!

With his fists clenched tightly, Yang Feng's brows furrowed deeply.

Originally, he thought that with his strength, as long as he could support the various legions with the teleportation channel, he would be able to take the four northern kingdoms with the fastest efficiency.

It's a big deal, no matter which legion they attack or where they appear, he can come to his aid at any time.

But who would have thought that the other party had already inquired about the secrets of his base station, so that he could no longer use the strategy of supporting the four parties.

At this moment, the division of troops has lost the advantage of high efficiency, and has become a disadvantage of being broken by the opponent one by one. In desperation, Yang Feng had no choice but to order.

"Heralds, immediately notify all legions, stop marching, and return to the border!"

"Yes!"

As soon as the words fell, the thirty soldiers of the Cuppie Kingdom immediately mounted their mounts, Big Bird, and flew into the air, and went to give the order in small groups of three.

Looking at the distant figures in the sky, Yang Feng's brows furrowed deeply.

At this time, he finally realized one of the most fatal flaws on their side. If he didn't overcome it as soon as possible, no matter how strong his own strength was, one fight of 11 million would not be enough to take down the four northern kingdoms jointly controlled by Long Xiaotian and Qiu Xiaotian and dominate the world.

At the same time, in a pool of blood from millions of corpses, Qiu Xiaotian and Long Xiaotian glanced at each other, sneering, and their faces were full of pride.

"Although the Holy Fire Sect has now taken advantage of the right time, place, and people, they have one of the most fatal flaws, that is, everyone is too dependent on Yang Feng alone. With Yang Feng, they will be invincible, and without Yang Feng, they will not be able to move an inch. Too deformed, is their biggest fatality. ”

"Yes, what if Yang Feng can fight again? The mainland is so big, if we don't compete with him head-on, how can he tolerate us? We have a lot of talents here, but there are few of them who can use them. We will play hide and seek with him, kill all his people, and he can only stare and stare at us, and he can't find our shadow, hahaha!"

The two of them looked up to the sky and laughed wildly, and then looked into the distance together.

There, it was Dugu Zhantian who looked at the cold faces on the other side and said in disbelief: "Holy Fire Sect Protector Legion, Type 5 Army, why? Why did you become the lackeys of the Netherworld? Now your sect leader is the leader of the Martial Arts Alliance, a decent leader, but you actually betrayed your Holy Sect?"

"yes, why did you go to the other side's camp?"

The accompanying poison king also asked hysterically: "You traitors, have you forgotten your oath to join the religion?"

There was no speech, and everyone's countenances were calm and unwavering.

At this time, a chuckle sounded, and a familiar figure walked out of the crowd: "Old poison, I haven't seen you for a long time." I really didn't expect that this Holy Fire Sect would really have a moment to regain its strength......? I have to say that this thirty-eighth generation sect leader is really capable, and he actually led the Holy Sect to a height that Ouyang Sect Leader had never reached back then!"

"Left Flame Envoy!"

With a twinkle in his brows, the Poison King exclaimed, "You also betrayed the Holy Sect and threw yourself into the Netherworld?"

"Those who know the times are Junjie, I thought that the Holy Sect had long since weakened and had no future, so I took the five-type army, the Eight King Kongs, to join the Netherworld Temple. Who would have thought that now the Holy Fire Cult is thriving. But I believe that the final winner is still the Netherworld Temple, hum!"

"You, a speculator without faith, immediately switched to the door when you saw that my sect was weak. But it's a pity that now I teach Sect Master Yang to be eloquent and strategic, and he will definitely lead my Sect to create more brilliance. On the contrary, your Netherworld Temple, which has crossed the street rats, everyone shouts and beats, and sooner or later we will destroy it. ”

"No, no, no, you're wrong. Our Netherworld Temple has a big backer, a backer you can never provoke, hahaha!" With an evil laugh, the left messenger waved his hand lightly and said coldly: "Destroy them!"

Rumble!

As soon as the words fell, the demonic legion, a total of millions of people, stepped forward in unison, and the earth trembled.

With such a uniform pace, Dugu Zhantian, a veteran, couldn't help but be slightly moved.

Such an iron army is worthy of being the first legion and the Type 5 Army that resisted the Ten Great Empires alone with its own strength, and his own Vermilion Bird army can't catch up even if he shoots a horse.

It seems that this time, he is going to be wiped out.

His heart sank, Dugu Zhantian waved the big knife in his hand, and said as if he were dead: "Brother Poison King, please hurry back and tell Sect Leader Yang and bring him all the situation here." Let's just say that this five-type army is by no means comparable to any army on the mainland, so he has already thought of countermeasures. In addition, my grandson is his apprentice, so I will ask him to take care of it in the future. ”

"Brother Dugu, don't you want the old man to leave you and become a deserter yourself. ”

"Brother Poison King, now you can go one by one, I'll stop them for the time being, you run away, bring the information to the important!" Dugu Zhantian's eyes were full of determination, the Poison King frowned and thought for a while, and finally nodded fiercely, and was about to leave.

But before he could leave, the figures of Long Xiaotian and Qiu Xiaotian flew in together, and laughed: "Want to run......?