Chapter 729 Undercurrent

"This?"

Hearing Ye Fan's words, Zhang Pingzhi was stunned for a moment, but soon reacted.

Ye Fan wanted to dig him to Nanchuan.

"Lord Ye, my master has been very kind to me..." Without much thought, Zhang Pingzhi answered subconsciously. While refusing, his eyes were full of yearning.

He wanted to go to the outside world too much. His skills and ambitions could never be brought into play in the sect.

"Master teaches you skills, but does not specify your life." Ye Fan saw Zhang Pingzhi's emotions, answered lightly, and patted his shoulder.

"Let's talk about it later. Maybe at that time, your master will take the initiative to let you go with me."

The words were meaningful. Zhang Pingzhi didn't understand. He looked at Ye Fan and opened his mouth. Before he could say anything, Ye Fan had already stepped into the air.

The barrier was broken. At this moment, the remnants of the Posuo City were making the last resistance.

The Nanchuan kings exerted their terrifying killing power at this moment. The most basic basis for the confrontation between the two armies is that the gap between the king levels cannot be too large, at least, they must be able to contain each other.

Just like the battle of Zhaoyang Pass, when Ningxiachuan was still there, they were still able to resist. Once Ningxiachuan left, the defeat was doomed.

In the distance, the southern heroes watched the battle of breaking the city of Nanchuan, and one by one, they felt suffocated.

"Such Nanchuan, terrifying, terrifying." In front of the army, the goose man Lin Haiyuan couldn't help but sigh, and in his arms, his favorite white goose curled its head under its wings.

"Nanchuan took advantage of the situation and now has the momentum of a king." Beside him, the fox-eyed military advisor Xin Hai also spoke, standing and looking into the distance, with unstoppable worry in his eyes.

He can be regarded as a rare top wise general in the world today. He has countless strategies in his mind. He can lead the army to resist foreign aggression and manage the internal affairs.

Goose Lord invited him to come out of the mountain, and along the way, he also used his own abilities to help Goose Lord, forming alliances and making alliances, until now Goose Lord has become one of the 72 heroes.

Seeing that the great cause is about to take place, a giant suddenly rose in the originally peaceful south. Even he did not expect that Nanchuan would rise so quickly.

In the past, it was okay to talk about war on paper, but now he is here in person and sees Nanchuan's unstoppable momentum, which is extremely shocking to him.

In addition to the six kings who are enough to crush a single force, Nanchuan also showed a lot of things in this battle.

The terrifying quality of soldiers, top-notch technological weapons, magical alchemy technology, batches of finely raised beasts... Many of these things they dare not even think about.

"Nanchuan is already qualified to unify the south." After a long time, Xin Hai shook his head and spoke helplessly.

His eyes shifted to look at other heroes who were watching. Most of the faces of the leaders of the forces had the same expression as him.

"Lord, we need to find someone to form an alliance." After thinking for a while, Xin Hai said, "Nanchuan is like this, only heroes can resist it. If we disperse, we will only be swallowed."

"We had this idea before, but..." Lin Haiyuan looked embarrassed.

Alliance is easy to say, but it is actually difficult. Someone needs to take the lead and someone needs to respond. When everyone gets together, it takes a lot of effort.

The King of the North can gather the anti-thief alliance, first of all, it is led by the three kings of the north. They each have extremely strong strength and many followers. Before the establishment of the anti-thief alliance, they already had their own small alliances.

"Nanchuan is so powerful, there must be many people who have the same idea as us." Xin Hai naturally knew the difficulty, and said slowly: "They had choices before, but they will not have them in the future."

"But Nanchuan has already established the Southern Alliance. If we take the lead and establish another one..."

"No need to take the lead." Xin Hai shook his head: "As long as we can get together, it's fine."

"Hurry up, after this battle, I'm afraid many people will join the Southern Alliance."

Boom boom boom

Time passed quickly. At dusk, the flag with Ye was raised on the Posa City, announcing that Nanchuan had completely taken control of the Posa City.

One of the five chaotic cities, the cancerous place where the human race had existed for a hundred years, was pulled out.

"It's hard to imagine." Having witnessed the whole process with his own eyes, Lin Haiyuan was still in a dream at this time. The white goose in his arms had fallen asleep. He also sighed:

"The Chaos City, the Chaos City that was not pulled out when the three kings of the human race were still there, was finally destroyed in the hands of a twenty-year-old boy."

"It's like a miracle."

...

"Holy Lord, Holy Lord, Posa City is broken."

In the quiet hall of King Kong City, the black-clothed guardian hurriedly came and knelt on the ground with a plop.

"Our news was spread too late. The supporting troops from various places are still on the way. Not only did they fail to help Posa City, but they were caught by Ye Fan."

"Now, Nanchuan's troops are divided into ten groups and are chasing our troops along the way! If he succeeds, it won't take long for our arrangements in the southeast to be completely eliminated!"

The voice echoed in the hall, but no one spoke. On the seat, the Holy Lord sat there, looking at the guardian, calmly and attractively.

He held a rope in his hand, and at the end of the rope was a creature that looked like a human but not a human, like an animal but not an animal. It was ugly, without hands, feet, eyes, ears, or nose.

The Holy Lord did not speak, and the guardian did not dare to speak either. He just knelt down, and occasionally caught a glimpse of the creature led by the Holy Lord with the corner of his eyes, and felt scared.

It was a living person, whose limbs, ears, and nose were cut off by the Holy Lord, his eyes were dug out, and his throat was poisoned and mute. He also used secret techniques to prevent him from dying, so he became like this.

"Ye Fan, Ye Fan." After a long time, the Holy Lord finally spoke, his voice was filled with anger.

"Very good! Very good!!"

"Holy Lord..." The guardian felt the Holy Lord's anger and couldn't help trembling, "What should we do next?"

"Let's find my body first." The Holy Lord replied, standing up: "Wait until I recover all my strength..."

"Pah, pah."

Before he finished speaking, a man covered in blood stumbled into the hall.

He was a human, but he had the form of an animal. Not only was he tall, but his hair was also very luxuriant.

"Holy Lord, it's not good."

"The people of the Human King Clan were guarding around the temple. We wanted to sneak in and take away the Holy Lord's body, but we were discovered."

After the voice fell, the hall once again fell into a deathly silence. The Holy Lord's face darkened, and his fists were unconsciously clenched.

"Holy Lord, the Human King Clan must have a connection with Ye Fan and know that we will go." The blood-soaked man did not notice the change in the Holy Lord's expression, and stumbled to the Holy Lord.

"I got the news that the Human King Clan is not only going to guard the secret realm this time, but also plans to build the Human King City with the secret realm as the center."

"Holy Lord, they must want to... Holy Lord, what are you doing, Holy Lord!"

A panicked voice sounded, and the previous guardian looked up and saw the Holy Lord grabbing the man's head.

The dark light flowed from the man's body to the Holy Lord.

"I let you ascend, not to tell you that you can't do anything." The Holy Lord spoke, with a cold light flashing in his cold eyes.

"Since you can't accomplish anything, then give me back the power I gave you."

"No..."

The man was panicked, but couldn't speak. His body trembled violently, and his tall body shrank rapidly.

In the blink of an eye, he turned back into an ordinary human, his shrunken body revealed that he was once a very thin man.

Plop.

After taking back his power, the Holy Lord casually threw him to the ground and stood up. His momentum was obviously stronger.

"Seal my body and prevent me from returning to the peak. Is this your way to stop me?" The Holy Lord clenched his fists and muttered to himself. Then, a cold light flashed in his eyes again.

"You underestimate me too much. You underestimate a god."