Chapter 750 Wind God Blade [Additional Chapter for the Hard-Working Leader Sisi! ]

Yan Xifeng and the others were all worried about one thing.

The Guardians were not as strong as the backup forces of the Solitary Orthodox Church. Once this door was opened, it would prove that all the Feng family members inside were dead and the enemy had occupied it. Then how many people could fill in from outside?

What's more, the sacrifices were heavy enough after the recovery of the other three secret realms!

They were all geniuses with rich backgrounds from the major families!

Time passed by little by little.

I had no idea what was going on over there, because here, I couldn't even hear a single sound!

It was not the same world at all!

Everyone knew only one thing: once everyone inside died, the door to the counterattack would be opened from here.

And when that happened, countless ice coffins and countless corpses would float out first!

One hour, two hours, seven hours... ten hours passed.

The door didn't open.

But everyone didn't relax, they knew it was not the time to compete.

With every hour that passed, the battle inside became more intense, and the people inside suffered more pressure.

"I'll wait here!"

Yan Xifeng's face was twitching.

He was anxious. He was flustered but didn't dare to show it.

Yan Xifeng had already reported the matter of Fang Che leading a team of Feng family to destroy the realm.

He reported it to the supervisor, who asked him to pay close attention, and there was no follow-up.

But then Yan Xifeng received a warning from Xue Fuxiao: "Your Jiu Ye asked me to tell you that if you force Fang Che to destroy the realm this time, he will personally peel your skin if something goes wrong!"

Personally peel my skin!

This sentence scared Yan Xifeng directly!

What virtue and ability do I, Yan Xifeng, have to let Jiu Ye personally peel my skin?

Then he came to his senses and hurriedly sent a message back: "Brother Xue, how could I force Fang Che to destroy the realm? This is too unfair... This has nothing to do with me."

"It was you who forced him to destroy the realm! You have to admit this! You know!"

Xue Fuxiao sent a message: "If you don't admit it, I will peel your skin! If you leak the secret, I will peel your skin!"

Yan Xifeng was confused.

Anyway, you're going to skin me anyway?

Then why bother looking for any excuses, just skin me directly!

But as an old-generation guardian, Yan Xifeng certainly understood something else from the order.

Obviously, this is a black pot.

And this black pot can only be carried by himself, no one else can. And he is the only one who can bear the pot!

Carrying a huge black pot that has been skinned several times, Yan Xifeng is under tremendous pressure.

Staring at the stone wall, if he could get in, he would have gotten in by now.

It's so hard for me...

Even Jiu Ye wants to skin me! The wrath of heaven and the resentment of people can no longer describe me!

"Chief Supervisor, please sit down and wait, take a rest."

The attendant brought a chair.

"Sit? I sit, ugh! I sit on a pot! Take it away!"

Yan Xifeng was furious, foaming at the mouth and said: "I sit... The soldiers are fighting bloody, how can I sit down!? I stand! I stand all the time!"

Everyone was anxiously waiting, expecting, and praying...

...

The battle inside was in full swing.

Fang Che had also started to fight with all his strength.

The first batch of Saint Kings who came in and were crippled by him to occupy the quota were killed desperately by the other side's own people, and only lasted three hours.

This is simply insignificant for the total duration of one hundred hours!

Fang Che then continued to use the same method to delay time, but one committed suicide on the spot, one was killed by their own people, and another climbed on a knife and stabbed himself to death after being crippled.

After fighting for ten hours, forty-three Feng family members died!

This number made Fang Che heartbroken.

But for Langya and others, this number suddenly made them more spirited.

Because they saw the hope of holding out for a hundred hours!

This number of casualties was much lower than they expected.

"Pills, pills!"

Fang Che kept flashing back and forth, delivering pills to every Feng family member who had run out of pills and was seriously injured. The supplies originally sent this month had long been used up in this short ten-hour battle.

Now Fang Che is using his own pill inventory to make up for it.

Fortunately, he brought enough.

At this moment, Fang Che was extremely grateful to his father and Zhao Shanhe. Of course, he also thanked Gu Shanfeng, Qi Tianyue... and his Jinyun Sect.

Fang Che captured another Saint King and guarded him closely in person, while the four squad leaders including Langya and the four Saint Kings besieged another one with all their strength, and Fang Che went over to draw a knife from time to time.

Anyway, it must be dragged out for a full hour.

And the other Feng family members did the same thing, catching this kind of devil who can eat and live, and desperately slacking off.

Anyway, as long as no one dies here, the other side can't get in.

But the orders from outside kept coming.

"If you can't win, hurry up and die!"

"You're stalling for time in the hands of the other party, do you think you can still survive?"

"At this point, you'll die sooner or later, hurry up and gain merit for the family! Be heroic!"

"Hurry up! Make room!"

The death urges.

"Hold on! Make sure you hold on for enough time!!"

A sixth-grade saint of the Feng family dragged three of the other party to fight wildly to waste time. He could have killed one of them, but he was already seriously injured and had been fighting in the middle. In order to delay the time, he dragged the three of them in the middle. Here, I keep procrastinating until I am exhausted.

Finally, he was hacked to death with random knives. Before he died, he let out a long scream: "They are tired! Keep dragging..."

Unlike the Feng family disciples who had a supply of elixirs, the people from the Weaponic Orthodox Church who came in did not bring elixirs with them, because their goals were very obvious: either kill an enemy in an hour and stay, or be killed or commit suicide.

With the elixir, the guardian will be advantaged if he dies!

Generally speaking, the teams after this kind of destruction are very strong, but my side can only enter two holy kings at a time, which is seriously insufficient in strength.

Therefore, their shortcoming lies in consumption: when all their supplies or elixirs are used up, it is the real critical moment!

At that time, it is the time when you can really use the human sea tactic to kill the opponent's masters.

Fifteen hours passed, and seven Feng family disciples fell again.

But the fierce fighting never stopped for a moment.

Some of the flesh and blood corpses on the ground had been kicked out, but some others had turned into flesh and mud under the trampling, and the ground was muddy.

It's like it's been raining continuously for a month on the loess road.

Twenty hours passed.

Everyone's physical strength has dropped significantly.

Although there are pills to keep it up, as everyone takes more and more pills, the potency of the pills is getting smaller and smaller.

It is impossible to keep pushing the elixir.

Only people in the Orthodox Church know this, and so do the guardians.

No matter how high-level the elixir is, it is impossible to take it all the time and exert its full effect. If you have that kind of thought, you are simply overthinking it.

The decline in the elixir's function heralds the arrival of the opponent's first powerful attack.

This is really not a matter of delaying time.

"Captain, don't worry about it for now."

Lang Ya said tiredly: "We know that Captain, you have a way, but... don't use your resources yet, we have a way to repel the next two groups."

"good."

Fang Che gritted his teeth.

Twenty-eight hours passed.

They are all exhausted.

The Only One Orthodox Church gave an order: "Kill them!"

The two Saint King masters who were fighting inside turned around desperately and suffered countless attacks from Langya and others, but they died together with two ordinary Saint-level Feng family disciples.

The two eighth-grade holy kings rushed in roaring at the same time.

"Bloom!"

Lang Ya shouted sharply.

All the children of the Feng family take action at the same time!

Suddenly, the whole cave was filled with golden light, and there was no other color at all!

This is a deadly trick for the Feng family’s children!

Wind God Blade!

More than five hundred Feng family disciples took action at the same time, and the cave was completely emptied in an instant.

The dense solipsistic masters were almost all dead before they even had time to rush in.

The power of the Wind God Blade made Fang Che suddenly widen his eyes.

He had seen the Wind God Blade before. At that time, Feng Xiangdong kept it in his wallet just to show off. But I really didn’t expect that once it was launched, its power would be so explosive and shocking!

This is still a life-saving move. For the power of today's collective use, the Feng family's children have never used it during this period of fighting.

In order to secretly achieve the desired results, the sacrificed Feng family disciples would rather die in battle than to reveal this unique trick!

But this time it bloomed and killed more than 700 enemies!

Get back the capital that everyone lost before in one go!

Then Lang Ya and others immediately recovered the Fengshen Blade.

Everyone's fatigue is visible to the naked eye.

The loss of the Fengshen Blade was too great. It requires the concentration of all the mental and physical cultivation.

Lang Ya and others immediately swallowed the elixir.

Fang Che's flying knife took over the gap, and the same golden light flickered, covering the cave.

Afterwards, Lang Ya and others launched the Wind God Blade for the second time.

The thirtieth hour.

Fang Che took out the starry sky spirit liquid.

There are 556 Feng family disciples left!

Compared with before the war, more than one hundred people were lost. Such a loss made Lang Ya and others both heartbroken and overjoyed.

There are still seventy hours left, and it will definitely be even more difficult!

But the remaining Feng family disciples are all masters of the seventh level of saint or above.

Full staff of nine holy kings, plus the captain!

The Wind God Blade can collectively explode eight times under the stimulation of the elixir.

The hope of sustaining it until the end of one hundred hours, and the hope that the mainland's luck will continue to increase from this gap, is clearly visible.

Although it is still as far away as the light on the horizon! But after all, you can see it, right?

Fang Che gave Langya a small bottle: "Everyone has a drink!"

Fang Che took out the starry sky spirit liquid that he drank when he got the Qiongxiao Flower. This starry sky spiritual liquid can make up for losses, replenish losses, restore physical strength, cleanse meridians, and heal hundreds of poisons. It is a holy product.

Lang Ya and others hurriedly began to let their own people take it during the battle.

The nine holy kings used all their firepower to fend off other enemies. After everyone had taken it, they took it themselves, put it into their throats, and immediately felt refreshed!

I just feel that my limbs are full of vitality again.

This state is even better than before the war.

He suddenly became more energetic: "Kill!"