Chapter 600: A presumptuous battle

Outside the Oran Valley, there was already a banner hunt, and the disciples of the Buddha Kingdom were all gathered under the Oran Valley, as if they were waiting for something.

Looking at the so many Buddhist soldiers outside the Oran Valley through the rudimentary defense line of the Oran Valley, the long stick in his hand looked so hideous.

Everyone was waiting when they saw this scene, because everyone knew that if the soldiers of this Buddha Kingdom attacked the Oran Valley the next time, they would only die and not live.

Ning Fan and Xu Wei were already standing on the side of the valley, and couldn't help but look back at Hollande and said, "Do you still want to stick here?"

Hollande shook his head at Ning Fan and said, "I don't know, the meaning of the existence of the Holy Frontier Army is to protect every inch of land, and it has been slowly grinding with the Buddha Kingdom for decades. ”

Ning Fan couldn't help but be a little silent when he heard Hollande say this, perhaps it was this kind of consumption that slowly exhausted the morale of the Holy Border Army, after all, the Holy Border Army had no fighting spirit at the moment.

"We still have reinforcements. ”

Suddenly, Hollande seemed to see what Ning Fan was thinking in his heart, and he came up with such a sentence coldly, but he couldn't help but attract Ning Fan.

Ning Fan looked up at Hollande in an instant, and said with some surprise in his eyes: "Where are the reinforcements?"

Hollande looked at Ning Fan, but said slightly: "This is just the Orlan border, there are other war zones, but I don't know how long we have to hold out." ”

"It's really not possible, and when the time comes, I will ask the two holy envoys to leave. ”

Hollande looked at Ning Fan and Xu Wei and said, "The Holy Federation needs the Holy Sect. ”

Xu Wei didn't expect Hollande to say this, nor did he expect that the Holy Sect would be so important in comparison to the Holy Federation.

However, when Ning Fan heard this, he was a little silent, if it wasn't for Bai Feng joining the Holy Sect, he didn't have any ill feelings towards the Holy Sect.

But Bai Feng joined the Holy Sect, but what the Holy Sect did made Ning Fan couldn't help but feel disgusted, and when he saw this scene for a while, Ning Fan felt that it couldn't be more disgusting, and couldn't help but say to Hollande: "Wrong, it's not that the Holy Federation needs the Holy Sect, but the Holy Sect needs the Holy Federation." ”

After saying these words, Ning Fan felt that his emotions were not very right just now, but he collected his emotions a little, looked at the few people in front of him, and said with a smile: "Get ready." ”

It is indeed necessary to prepare, because at this time, the camp of the Buddha Kingdom has already discovered some changes.

It was to make a way, as if to welcome someone into the camp.

But whenever such a thing happens, it can only be said that it is a powerful person or a person with a super status.

"The war is about to begin. ”

Hollande also knew what was going to happen, so he couldn't help but slam his giant sword into the ground, beat his armor, and roared: "All the troops are on alert!

At this moment, there were only three legions left in the Holy Frontier Army on the Orlan border, and the sparse crowd gathered together was naturally not as majestic as before.

Fortunately, the scope of the Åland Valley is not very large, and it is more or less able to contain key points.

Even from the beginning, Hollande was prepared for the occupation of the Oran Plain, and sent some soldiers to build a stone thrower on top of the Oran Valley.

"Send someone to ask for help from the main city of Oran!"

At this time, Hollande also didn't care about the fact that Oran Yukimura, the young lord of Oran's main city, died in front of his eyes, and whether Oran, the lord of Oran's main city, would let go of his own question.

Hollande only knew that if this Oran valley was captured, the next Oran town would be an open field, and he could only stop with his army to the main city of Oran.

This will undoubtedly be a devastating experience, and I don't know how many of my compatriots' lives will be thrown away along the way.

For a while, Hollande was a little silent, because Hollande knew that Oran Star, the lord of Oran's main city, would not watch Oran's border fall like this, but he must give Oran Stara an explanation afterwards.

It was Ning Fan and Xu Wei who killed the people, obviously these two people were holy envoys and could not be handed over, so in the end, they could only be responsible for themselves.

At this moment, I saw that the Buddhist soldiers below began to move, and the banner fell towards the Oran Valley.

Everyone burst out with a kind of power, and the golden light on their bodies was shining, as if they were heading towards the Oran Valley with an indomitable momentum.

"Stone thrower!"

Hollande drew his greatsword and pointed it at the Buddhist soldiers below.

One by one, the fireballs thrown from the Oran Valley fell towards the Buddhist soldiers below, and each time they could explode at the same time as they landed, and I don't know how many soldiers would die on the way to the charge.

Behind Hollande was a row of magicians, only to see the magicians in magic robes begin to condense a huge magic, waiting for the soldiers of the Buddha Kingdom to arrive at the designated place and release it.

Looking at this scene, Xu Wei couldn't help but be shocked, you must know that the strength of a single person may be very strong, but in the face of so many people, it seems so small, that is, one by one, when will hundreds of thousands of people be killed?

"Why aren't there any necromancers?" Ning Fan stood aside, looking at the scene in front of him, and asked in puzzlement.

In the Daxing Empire before, the necromancer completely brought an undead natural disaster, and I don't know how many people died at the hands of this magician, even if it was a fellow disciple who had a friendship with Ning Fan.

Therefore, Ning Fan will never forget this necromancer, and it is difficult to forget the pain caused by this magician.

Hollande on the side naturally heard Ning Fan's words, but he shook his head slightly and said: "Necromancers are not so good when they fight against the Buddha Kingdom, and the strength of every disciple of the Buddha Kingdom is restraining the undead, so there are no necromancers on the front line of the border. ”

Hearing Hollande's explanation, Ning Fan understood a little, just as the necromancer before was afraid of his own laws of life.

The dense number of disciples of the Buddha Kingdom rushed towards the Oran Valley, but Ning Fan on the side watched the magicians of the Holy Border Army condense that large magic.

The wind howled, rolling up a puff of snow and ice.

Immediately exploded among the disciples of the Buddha Kingdom.

But I saw that many disciples were frozen into ice lumps by the ice, and then they were swept up by the wind and exploded in the air.

However, these disciples were still fanatically rushing towards the Holy Frontier Army, and this sacrifice was nothing.

However, the boss below seemed to be unable to hold back, and when he flew over, he saw a robe covering the center of the magic, and suddenly a fine light exploded.

"If I smell ......"

This sound was as if it were a sacred sound, and in an instant it sealed the wanton wind and the ice and snow.

A man appeared on top of the robe, closing his eyes and not looking at anything below.

"This ......" Ning Fan was stunned for a moment, this is a new person, but Ning Fan can feel a different kind of power from him, this power is still in the awakening period, but at a certain level, it is beyond the awakening period.

For a while, Ning Fan was silent, looking at the person in front of him.

However, the Buddhist soldiers below all looked very fanatical, as if this person was their backbone, and roared towards the Oran Valley.

In close combat, there are no moves to speak of, and there are only one stick and one sword.

The soldiers of the Oran Holy Frontier Army resisted with swords while holding shields, but often one person's shield could not resist the sticks of several people, and they could not bear it for a while, and they could only be killed by the random sticks.

"Shield!"

Hollande held his giant sword at this time, and roared violently, and before he knew it, Hollande had fought to the forefront of the battlefield.

Seeing this scene, the person who was on the robe before frowned suddenly, and still did not open his eyes, but a string of Buddhist beads rushed towards Hollande.

"Be careful!"

Hollande was not bad for Ning Fan before, but at this moment, seeing that Hollande was in danger, Ning Fan flew over, only to see the ligature sword in his hand shake, but a soul power picked up the Buddha bead in front of Hollande.

Hollande didn't expect that even if he was so far away from the opposing coach, he was almost killed by the other party.

The strength is within the reach of the naked eye.

But at this time, seeing that Ning Fan was able to pick off his Buddha beads, the person on the robe smiled with his fingers.

"I heard that my three junior disciples praised the great wisdom here, but I didn't expect that my ignorance would be able to see it. ”

The ignorance on the robe smiled slightly at this time, but the fingers in his hand shot at Ning Fan suddenly, and he shouted violently: "My ignorance will come to meet you!"

I saw that at this time, a yellow light was shot towards Ning Fan by Ignorance with his finger.

At this moment, Ning Fan was behind Hollande, and there was no way to dodge.

At the same time, ignorance was also pacing in the void, rushing towards Ning Fan, only to see the Zen staff in his hand rattling in his hand at this time.

Ning Fan was already thinking of a battle at this moment, and he couldn't help but see this scene in his eyes, that is, he shook, but the ligature sword in his hand burst out with extraordinary power, shooting towards the light in front of him.

The soul power on his body was mixed with the power of magic, but in an instant, it was on an equal footing with this light.

Ning Fan didn't dare to hold it up, so he naturally used his soul power, but with the coming of the Wuming Dynasty to Ning Fan, naturally Ning Fan didn't dare to use too much soul power, but he wanted to preserve his strength.

Between the two, it made Ning Fan feel uncomfortable.

That is, the power in Ignorance's body always carries some restrained fluctuations, as if it is shaking Ning Fan.

"Isn't it momentum?"

Ning Fan was snorting at this time.

The soul power on his body was mixed with Haoran righteousness, but it was exerted on the body of "Hegemony", and for a while, this burst of momentum broke out, and even the soldiers who were fighting below were affected by Ning Fan.

For a while, they felt that the momentum on Ning Fan's body was inexplicable, and they had the illusion that they wanted to surrender, and the momentum was extremely strong, and there was no one else.

Everyone's eyes were focused on Ning Fan's body, and Ning Fan also felt that his momentum seemed to have increased a little at this moment, but Ning Fan didn't think about it so much at this time, at this moment, Ning Fan was just looking for a presumptuous battle.