Chapter One Thousand and Seven

Hearing such a roar, Feng Yi secretly heaved a sigh of relief, as long as he still has perception, he is afraid that fear will dominate their minds.

After a pause, Feng Yi continued: "You have no fighting spirit, you are as ridiculous and pitiful as a dog in the water, are you really worthy to be the citizens of Sijing City, and Wumajian's subordinates? You are really Wumajian! The humiliation of Ma Jian!"

As soon as the Wuma Sword was mentioned, the eyes of all the people in the Four Realms City lit up, and they retorted without even thinking about it. The voice quickly became a continuous piece, turning into a sea tide, echoing back and forth in the ancient Four Realms City.

"No! We can't lose without a fight!!"

"Brothers and sisters, grab your spirit weapons and prepare to fight! Damn it, isn't it just a group of monsters? There's nothing to be afraid of! We still have His Excellency Wuma and several nobles behind us!"

"Admitting defeat is accepting fate and seeking death! Pick up the spiritual weapon! Fight!"

The more and more firm words indicated that the high fighting spirit had permeated their bodies, and the deepest hope in their hearts was awakened, like a torch, illuminating the dark night.

"Under the leadership of Your Excellency Wuma and the other nobles, we will never lose!"

"Yes! We still have His Excellency Wuma!"

"Take up your weapon! The monsters are coming, kill them all!"

"Kill-kill-kill-"

"Kill kill kill!!"

"kill!"

...

The situation in Sijing City seemed to change in an instant, Zuo Lengyang, Wen Renxu and Liang Ziyi all looked at Feng Yi as if they had seen a ghost.

Hey, hey, this guy is amazing, how good is his eloquence? !

As soon as he opened his mouth, he swept away the oppressive atmosphere in the entire Sijing City. Why didn't they find out before that he still has such skills?

Feng Yi blushed when he was seen by several people, coughed lightly, and continued to let go of his voice: "In this case, this master believes in you, the blood of Sijing City, the pride of Sijing City, and the Wuma Sword The ability! Everyone listens to—"

"Yes!"

"All line up according to star soul master level and attribute!"

"Yes!" The crowd roared loudly!

"Close combat and far combat division of labor and cooperation,

Swear to protect Sijing City to the death! "

"Swear to protect!"

"Swear to protect! Guard!"

...

In fact, Feng Yi is a seventh-level weapon refiner. When he was young, he had the opportunity to practice some kind of secret method, so his spiritual power has reached an outstanding level, and he can influence the strength of people lower than him to a certain extent. mood.

But now, Feng Yi secretly resorted to the secret method, and brought out the god-like Wuma sword in the hearts of the people in Sijing City, and quickly stabilized the hearts of those who were about to be defeated.

And this move is really trying to turn the tide, otherwise people will be defeated, even if the human race really has a way to defeat the orc race, it will become no chance of winning!

In fact, there is no direct connection between Feng Yi and Sijing City. The defeat of Sijing City has no effect on him at all, but he still decided to help because... cough cough, that perverted "Ling Han" It's just too scary, okay?

Although "Ling Han" and others are not here, but Lu Jiuque is the person "Ling Han" puts on top of his heart, and from the fact that Lu Jiuque did not hesitate to take action to save the people of Sijing City, we can know that Sijing City If there is any difficulty, she will never stay out of it, let alone watch Sijing City fall.

That being the case, so what if he helped Lu Jiuque?