Zhang Fan sighed and said, "Everyone recover their spiritual power as soon as possible and prepare for battle." ”

Ying Fei asked again, "How many Foundation Building Realms and how many Jindan Realm cultivators have come from the Guardian Clan?" ”

Zhang Fan took out a pill to restore spiritual power and took it before continuing: "Jindan Realm, shouldn't there be, hundreds of people in the Foundation Realm?" ”

Ying Fei took a deep breath and said: "Hundreds, the guards in the secret realm lack spells, and the monks of many races have only cultivated one, although we may sacrifice a lot of money for one against ten, there is still hope." ”

Zhang Fan sighed again, and then said with a wry smile: "There is also a mastermind behind the scenes, the controllers of the guard clan here are at least in the late stage of the Jindan Realm, and it is more likely to be the Yuanying Realm." ”

After listening to Yingfei, an eagle's beak was wide open, and he couldn't close his mouth in shock, and it took a long time to tremble and say: "Yuan Infant Realm, Yuan Infant Realm, how is this good?" ”

Zhang Fan saw Ying Fei, who was about to collapse at this time, and sighed and said, "Eagle Fei Daoist, if you are asked to take the monks on our side to face hundreds of Foundation Building Realm Guardian Clan, do you have any confidence in victory?" ”

Ying Fei, who was chattering in fragments, heard Zhang Fan's words, looked at Zhang Fan with a pair of eagle eyes, and said in a low voice: "You want to face the Yuanying Realm monk alone?" ”

Zhang Fan nodded.

Ying Fei asked strangely, "Are you sure of winning?" ”

Zhang Fan shook his head.

Ying Fei asked again, "Is there any certainty of saving your life?" It's just that this time it spoke in a lower voice, it actually knew that it was impossible for Zhang Fan to defeat the other party, the difference was a big realm, the strength was at least ten times worse, and Zhang Fan even had little hope of escaping.

Zhang Fan let out a long sigh and said in a low voice: "Eagle Flying Daoist, it's up to you this time, whether the other monks can go out or not depends on how fast you kill hundreds of guards." Fighting against the Yuanying Realm, I don't know how long I can hold on, everything depends on the will of God. However, I hope that fellow Daoists, if possible, will try to ensure that my Terran monk leaves, especially the woman. ”

After Zhang Fan finished speaking, he stared at Ying Fei quietly, he needed a promise, no matter whether the other party could do it or not, as long as there was a promise.

When Ying Fei heard Zhang Fan's words, he turned around and wanted to leave, he didn't want to agree.

It's just that Ying Fei took a step forward and stopped, lowered his head and pondered for a moment, turned his back to Zhang Fan and whispered: "Daoyou's decision, Ying Fei can't do it, if you can go out, the spiritual liquid on the wine glass table is half of your human race." I will also try to take care of you Terran monks during the battle. With that, Eagle flew away and headed for the place where his people had gathered.

When Zhang Fan heard this, he nodded, and said no more.

Xiahou Wuwu, who had been listening to the side, the corners of his mouth kept twitching, but he didn't say anything.

Zhang Fan had already seen Xiahou Wuwu's expression, and after the eagle flew away, he looked at Xiahou Wuwu, stretched out a hand on Xiahou Wuwu's shoulder, and said in a low voice: "Senior brother, don't worry, I still have hole cards useless, there is no problem in saving my life, but I can't protect others, it depends on you, senior brother." “

"After all, Yingfei is a foreign race, I am not very confident about whether it will lead you away, and in this situation, it is still up to Senior Brother to lead everyone away. After all, it's better to ask for others than for yourself, you say yes. ”

Xiahou Wuwu looked at Zhang Fan, knowing that what he said must be untrue, but he couldn't say it, he asked himself that although he had hole cards, he would be abolished again after that sword was used, but he was not sure whether that sword could seriously injure Yuan Ying, after all, where was the difference in the realm.

If he Xiahou Wuwu can have the cultivation of the Jindan Realm, he will definitely try, at least he will not be as powerless as he is now, at this time he can only hate his lack of strength.

Thinking of this, Xiahou Wuwu clenched the hilt of the sword in his hand fiercely, turned around silently, and arranged for the Terran group to face the impact of many monks.

Looking at the busy monks, feeling the coercive aura of the approaching distance, Zhang Fan slowly turned his head and looked into the distance.

There is his hometown, there is his wife and children, there is his father and mother, there are his brothers and sisters, there are his childhood memories, there is the place where he grew up, there are traces of his sweat, there is the place where he shed tears, there is everything about him.

The goal he fought for was just to return there, but at this moment, he had to face the biggest crisis in this world, thinking of this, Zhang Fan finally couldn't help it, with tears in his eyes, and began to walk forward, ahead of him was his battlefield.

Finally, many monks discovered Zhang Fan's movements, and looked at Zhang Fan quietly, they knew what Zhang Fan was going to face, it was a terrifying existence, they didn't dare to face it, and at this moment Zhang Fan really had to face it alone.

In silence, a hoarse singing voice came from afar, it was Zhang Fan's voice.

Bright moon dressing table slender fingers,

Whoever bounces by chance in the years of life,

It should be a beautiful woman's spring dream,

I can't remember, Shuang'e eyebrows.

On the smoke waves,

When to drink the water of the Yangtze River,

And tonight it rains ten years of lights,

I'm still there, thinking about whom.

A youthful journey is not over.

Thinking quietly, the leaves are colorful, and the frost and snow are urging.

Yesterday, the cloud bun green peony.

Lonely and silent, peach blossoms and red people do not return.

Who do you say acacia bestows,

You say lovesick to whom he bestows. (Note 1:)

Zhang Fan, who was walking on the ground, walked faster and faster, gradually accelerated, began to run, ran faster and faster, instantly became the wind, and the singing was endless.

Seeing this, Ying Fei shouted in a low voice: "Let's go? After speaking, he got up in the sky and flew towards Zhang Fan's location. Then there were the many monks who had recovered from meditation, following the eagle as they had to face his opponents, hundreds of guardians of the foundation-building realm.

It's just that no one speaks at this time, they are all silent, and the atmosphere is very depressing, so depressing that people can't breathe.

They all know what Zhang Fan is doing, and they also know what they have to face, Zhang Fan is going to touch a stone with an egg, and there is no hope of survival.

And they were under the leadership of a Jindan Realm cultivator, more than fifty to hundred. Although they are all at the peak of the foundation building realm, there is not much hope of surviving here.

Zhang Fan opened the way for them in front, walked with songs, they followed in the rear, living to death, all fighting for their lives, now it only depends on who will hold on a little longer.

It's all about time.

If Zhang Fan persists for enough time, they have a good chance of surviving.

But if Zhang Fan can't hold on, it will be difficult for them to survive.

At this point, it's time to fight hard.

And in their hearts, at this time, Zhang Fan's figure is still the figure, Zhang Fan's singing.

Who do you say acacia bestows?

Who do you say lovesickness he bestows?

Zhang Fan has people who he misses, do they have them, and they must have them, but at this time, they don't dare to think about it, and Zhang Fan sang it.

Zhang Fan is determined to die, moving forward to buy them time.

Note 1: Song title: "Lovesick to whom" Singer: Good sister