1368 What Did You Just Say

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The masters of the Nine Nether Sect didn't quite understand what the front line really meant. In their previous battles, there was never any distinction between the front and the back.

In the past, when they still had flying boats, both sides would send their masters behind each other, whether it was harassment, sneak attack, or attack.

At that time, they would never have imagined that one day, there would be a clear line separating them from the enemy.

The defense tactics of the Alan Hill Empire are completely different. Not only the infantry on the front line, but also tanks and armored vehicles, including artillery, anti-aircraft artillery units, anti-aircraft missile units, and fighter units behind them, all try to block the enemy in one line. Other basic tactics.

As for the bomber and long-range missiles, it is nothing more than a means to cross that line and find a way to attack the enemy.

But it's one thing not to know, but it's another thing to be able to understand it. The fat man from the Nine Serenity Sect heard some clues, looked at Ma Wen, who had always seemed transparent, and said, "You mean, you have been fighting against the Heavenly Sword Sect?"

"It's not a long time, probably, it's been almost twenty days." Marvin thought for a while and replied.

"It's only been fighting for twenty days? Hahaha! Tens of thousands of swordsmen from the Heavenly Sword Divine Sect have exhausted you already, right? Your world is fairly vast, and it's not easy for you to persist for so long."

"It's not easy? Persevere? Exhausted? I think you may have made a mistake." Ma Wen looked at the other party with a smile in his eyes: "In the past twenty days, the Heavenly Sword Sect has sent reinforcements here about three times. , and it is obvious that they are the party that has lost more."

"Huh?" The fat man was taken aback for a moment, and then questioned in disbelief: "They have reinforced three times? You can actually fight 30,000 swordsmen? Can you last so long?"

The reinforcements he expected were three sword peaks, about 30,000 swordsmen in size. Because this is already a terrifying power that some worlds can't even imagine.

"Thirty thousand people? Hahaha!" Marvin was amused by the opponent's straightforwardness. After he laughed, he said: "We have destroyed at least 30 sword peaks of the opponent. The troops of the Heavenly Sword Sect have probably been destroyed. More than 200,000 people have been wiped out!"

"Cough...cough cough cough!" This time it was the fat man's turn to cough non-stop. While coughing, he pointed at Marvin—in his opinion, that's not how bragging works. If someone could annihilate 200,000 swordsmen in 20 days, wouldn't Sword God Sect be defeated that day?

He has been in exile for so long and been hunted down for so long, isn't he just wasting his time, isn't he just entertaining himself?

What made his belief collapse even more was that, on the way to pursue the Dao, he once thought that sword cultivation was the most powerful truth.

He has been walking on this path all these years, and he has taken it as his belief and persistence. He never thought of giving up, because he firmly believes that all this is correct and right!

But now, if someone really proves that everything he chooses is wrong, the Dao does not necessarily mean training Feijian to become a sword fairy, and practicing Feijian is not an invincible existence in this world...

This is tantamount to telling a group of capitalists that their capitalism is rubbish, wrong, and hopeless—it is estimated that they will also go crazy and destroy the truth regardless of everything, and stick to their paranoia.

The female swordsman standing there seemed to really want to see with her own eyes what the so-called powerful existence that crushed the Heavenly Sword Sect really looked like.

But because the Great Elder didn't seem to be in a good state, even though she really wanted to go out and have a look, she kept suppressing her thoughts and stayed by the Great Elder's side.

The First Elder grabbed the arm of the Second Elder who was supporting him, and said to the old woman: "Second Elder... I will entrust you to take care of everyone in the future."

He coughed for a while,

He continued to ask: "The difficulties in front of us are only temporary. This world is enough for us to recuperate...no need to run around, and don't have to risk our lives..."

Because his vitality had been consumed a lot, it was very difficult and slow for him to speak. However, the beautiful female swordsman standing and the second elder who was supporting the first elder still listened very seriously, for fear of missing any sentence.

"You have to take good care of the saint... She has a hot temper... Easy, easy to be serious... Don't let her take risks, she, she is our hope!" He said this, and looked at the fat man beside him: "Three Elder, this time... this time you can eat enough...there are countless delicacies here..."

The fat man who was the third elder had just been choked and coughed for a long time, and he just recovered at this time.

Hearing what the First Elder said, the Third Elder waved his hand with a sad face and said: "Although I am greedy, I can tell the difference between the serious and the serious... Now that your old injuries are out of control, and your vitality has been exhausted... don't talk about it anymore. .”

Although it was difficult, he still persisted and finished his words: "Wait for me to finish! Then use the remaining vitality to unite the two, open the big formation, and summon the same sect..."

Ma Wen was listening to it, and felt that if it was paired with the erhu, a traditional musical instrument in God's Domain, the effect might be even better.

It was even more verbose than those boring TV dramas where the main character hugged a dying beauty in his arms.

So he coughed again, trying to interrupt the conversation of several people, but found that the other party was obviously too involved in the drama, and had reached the point where he had no distractions.

"I said... that." He had to raise his voice a little bit, and said to those masters of the Nine Serenity Sect who were intoxicated by the moving atmosphere, "Actually..."

"The First Elder...really...really...for us..." Over there, the Second Elder was already in tears, holding the First Elder and weeping uncontrollably.

The Qingli female swordsman, who had been holding back her tears, was also choked up at this moment. And that fat man, who seemed heartless, was also silent at this moment, his face extremely ugly.

"I said...have you been moved enough?" Marvin had to say: "I'm sorry to interrupt everyone's moving, but I really want to tell you...the demise of the body is in the Elanhill Empire. , does not mean death...Although we cannot continue our life, we can preserve our soul."

"The internal affairs of our Jiuyou Sect...what are you talking about..." The second elder raised his head in displeasure, and looked at Ma Wen angrily, but he couldn't continue after speaking halfway, his tone became high and changed. It became an unbelievable question: "What did you just say?"