Chapter 1843 Harassment War
Yan Fei nodded, that was indeed the truth. They have already concluded the level of martial arts inheritance of the seven countries in this desolate land. There is no threat to them at all. At most, it is just a little difficult in a desolate mountain range.
It's really not a big problem to postpone things here a little, but if Bai Yuzhe and his group are allowed to return to the main continent, some things may happen that they can't predict at all.
In fact, they are still not very clear about how powerful this Mischuan Continent is. Although some people have entered the main continent, they are not familiar with the place, so they can only hide and investigate secretly.
In other words, even if they have found something, it will not be possible to send the news back here in a short time. Their Tianmo Continent also has a communication array, but this thing is closely related to the formation level of the entire continent, so their communication array is not better than that of Misuan Continent.
"However, it will not take two or three days to transfer all the other masters here. I am afraid that Bai Yuzhe will have thoroughly studied the forbidden air formation by then." Yan Fei said. Another thing that worries me.
"Young Master Yan doesn't need to worry about this." At this time, Yan Zhen spoke, "Before the people arrive, we can also give them less time to study the formation. We just need to let people go up to attack from time to time. We don't need to To break through their formation, we only need to harass them. Although their poisonous arrows are terrifying, as long as we are careful, we should not be hit so easily."
"That's great!" Yan Fei's eyes suddenly lit up, he felt that this method was feasible, and he immediately started making arrangements.
An hour later, the battle on the mountain broke out again, and this time not even Yan Zhen showed up. It was useless for him to go up, he didn't dare to use too much power at all, and his combat power was probably not much better than the first level of the Holy Vault Realm.
"These bastards must be sick. They know they can't attack, but they still come here and mess around!" After the battle broke out, the fat man couldn't help but cursed.
"Yes, are these grandsons full enough to hold on?" the monkey responded.
The battle actually seems to be very fierce. After all, the opponent's dozen or so are all powerful men above the fifth level, and there are even three eighth level Saint Vault Realm. If they just throw a few moves, they are extremely lethal.
But in fact, this group of people were very careful and kept one hand at all times, for fear that the arrow would shoot out from inside again. They did not have the strength of Elder Yan Zhen, and they would almost certainly die if they were shot.
As a result, Black Eagle had almost no chance to take action. He did not shoot arrows randomly. Although it was impossible for every arrow he shot to hit, at least it had to have a certain effect.
Those few arrows just made the opponent a little confused, and basically did not hurt them.
Fatty and the others were a little depressed, but they still fought with all their strength, there was nothing they could do. Even if they knew that this group of people might just be here to harass, if they didn't try their best, with so many powerful people joining forces, the formation might be destroyed in a short time.
Sure enough, the reality was similar to what they imagined. This group of people fought for half an hour as if they were working without any effort, with no results at all. Then they retreated down the mountain one by one, looking relaxed.