Chapter 2252 Strong Warriors

"Isn't the Wanshang League the property of Senior Yao?

How come their supply is not cut off?"

Ye Liuyun asked back.

Li Xianying smiled and looked at Ye Liuyun, and asked back: "There are still many martial artists in the base, who have to go out to fight every day. Without resource supply, how can they recover?

If you cut off the supply, who will trust you in the future?

Martial artists will have a sense of crisis, who will dare to come to the alien battlefield in the future?

I heard that you also have your own chamber of commerce. Do you do business in the same way?"

Li Xianying's call made Ye Liuyun speechless.

This also made Ye Liuyun begin to reflect. These things that affect the whole body are indeed not as simple as he thought.

The more powerful you are, the more you have to consider the longer-term consequences.

Li Xianying's words educated Ye Liuyun, so he also hurriedly bowed and thanked him.

Li Xianying waved his hand and didn't care.

After all, Ye Liuyun is still young, and it is very good to achieve the current results.

"Ruan Haotian just values ​​the position of the commander-in-chief too much and excludes some capable people.

But he didn't take action directly against anyone, and he did his best to deal with the aliens, so there is no need for us to fall out with him.

As for resources, we can also get them directly through Guangyao, which is actually not much different.

It's just that sometimes, no one reinforces us!"

Li Xianying explained to Ye Liuyun while walking.

After hearing this, Ye Liuyun decided to understand the situation first, and not to make a preconceived conclusion against Ruan Haotian.

At this time, Ye Liuyun's eyes were also attracted by the rows of coffins on the roadside outside the city.

There are tens of thousands of these coffins, and some of them exude extremely terrifying power, which makes Ye Liuyun feel frightened.

"Is this a defensive formation?"

Ye Liuyun asked Zhao Hu again.

"Those are all strong men who died in battle!"

Zhao Hu also looked at the countless coffins on both sides and said with emotion.

"..."

Facing these coffins, Ye Liuyun also stood in awe.

But he didn't understand why there was such a fierce aura since they were all corpses of strong men.

Zhao Hu explained to him: "In these coffins, some only collected some of the corpses of some strong men and their weapons.

There are very few complete corpses.

Most of the weapons have their spiritual consciousness, so the fierce power comes from these soldiers.

These soldiers hate the aliens to the bone and always want to avenge their masters.

If they feel the breath of aliens, they will immediately launch an attack.

Many soldiers have accumulated resentment for many years here, and the power of their spiritual consciousness has been continuously strengthened.

Therefore, burying them here can indeed protect the base and defend against aliens.

Of course, if these soldiers meet someone they like among the younger generation, they will also send a message, recognize the master again, follow the new master to the battlefield, and continue to kill aliens."

Ye Liuyun couldn't help but sighed when he heard this.

These strong men sacrificed themselves to protect the human race, and their soldiers are still inheriting their will.

Only these weapons that have been input with spiritual consciousness by the strong and followed the strong can be called soldiers.

Ye Liuyun found that each coffin was engraved with a name and introduction.

"These strong men will not be forgotten! Your master and we have decided that if we die in battle, we will be buried here!"

Zhao Hu patted Ye Liuyun on the shoulder and added.

Ye Liuyun nodded silently. In front of these coffins, he was also infected, and a feeling of grief and indignation arose spontaneously: "The disaster brought to us by the aliens must be paid with blood!"

Perhaps driven by his emotions, a sword suddenly jumped out of a coffin and locked Ye Liuyun with sword intent.

There was an obvious gap on the blade of the sword, which was obviously caused by a hard fight with the opponent's weapon.

But the fierceness and sword intent in it were not reduced at all.

Ye Liuyun subconsciously used his sword intent to resist to avoid being hurt.

At this time, the divine consciousness in the war knife suddenly communicated with Ye Liuyun: "I am the divine consciousness in this war knife.

It will not last long and will dissipate.

Your sword intention is very strong, almost the same as mine.

As long as you swear to take me to kill the aliens, I can recognize you as my master."

Li Xianying and Zhao Hu both stopped and looked at Ye Liuyun with a smile.

"This kid is so lucky that a weapon has taken a fancy to him as soon as he arrived!"

Zhao Hu communicated with Li Xianying.

But Ye Liuyun drew out his own Demon Slayer Sword and rejected the good intentions of the war knife.

"Thank you for your kindness, but I have my own weapon!"

Ye Liuyun felt that although the war knife was good, it was still not as good as his Demon Slayer Sword.

The Demon Slayer Sword and Ye Liuyun were in tune with each other and also showed their own sword intentions, which were actually not much different from that war knife.

When the war knife saw it, it was not easy to force it.

It hesitated for a moment and sighed: "Instead of waiting and wasting time, it's better to lend you a helping hand!"

At this point, it concentrated all the sword intent and power of the entire blade to one point.

Then it turned into a sword intent and rushed straight into Ye Liuyun's sea of ​​consciousness.

It finally abandoned the blade and consciousness, and turned all its power into sword intent, adding it to Ye Liuyun's sword intent.

Ye Liuyun immediately felt this surging sword intent and stood there to comprehend and refine it.

He now needs to refine this sword intent, otherwise, not only will he not get any benefit, but his own sword intent will be offset by this sword intent.

Fortunately, the sword intent has a domineering and irresistible artistic conception. With his understanding of the sword intent, he absorbed this sword intent into his own sword intent after a little understanding.

The sword-shaped sword intent seed in his sea of ​​consciousness became more dazzling.

This also means that his sword intent has also been improved.

No matter what artistic conception a martial artist improves, this kind of indoctrination method is rarely used.

After all, there are few people who sacrifice themselves to fulfill others.

When Ye Liuyun woke up, he found that the consciousness of the war knife had dissipated and fell back into the coffin, and there was no movement.

Ye Liuyun bowed to the coffin to express his gratitude.

At the same time, the sword intent of the Demon Slayer Sword also improved with Ye Liuyun. The domineering sword intent could not help but be released, and the surrounding weapons were shocked and retreated.

Even Li Xianying and Zhao Hu couldn't help but step back two steps to the side, shocked by Ye Liuyun's powerful sword intent.

This kind of sword intent has completely surpassed Ye Liuyun's realm, and even surpassed their weapons.

"Sword intent is perfect!"

Ye Liuyun had this clear feeling at this time.

It feels that if he strikes again, nothing should be able to stop him.

He doesn't need to fight desperately, the feeling of "unstoppable" has already taken root in his heart.

Of course, this kind of sword intent still needs him to constantly integrate it through actual combat to bring it to its extreme.

After all, this realm of perfection was achieved with the help of others.

But after all, he has crossed this step, which is much faster than if he improves by himself.