Confucianism Is Supreme? I Am Reciting Tang Poems in Another World!

Chapter 674: Miserable, Desperate, Rescue!

Zeng Mian also knew in his heart that if they continued to fight with the remaining hundreds of chaotic aliens, they would definitely be in trouble.

"Sun Chuan, do you military disciples withdraw?" Zeng Mian shouted loudly in the direction of the military disciples.

"We military disciples can only die on the battlefield, and there is no such thing as escaping in battle!" A young man holding a spear and waving it loudly replied.

"Okay, then we disciples of the Zeng family will live and die together with you, and share the hardships! Fight to the end with the chaotic alien race!"

Zeng Mian shouted loudly, and the aura in his body surged. At this moment, Confucianism and Taoism cultivation covered all directions. The Zeng family and military students all felt that their combat power seemed to have increased a bit.

But after all, this is just their own thoughts.

The long sword in the hands of a Zeng family disciple in the distance was accidentally knocked down by the Chaos Barbarian. The Chaos Barbarian took this opportunity to grab the Zeng Family disciple's ankle, and then swung it hard towards the ground. Smashed away from above.

"No!"

Zeng Mian only had time to let out a roar, and fired nearly a hundred arrows from the long bow in his hand, but they couldn't even pierce the skin of the chaotic barbarian.

The body of the Zeng family disciple was like a meteor, hitting the ground hard, his whole head was deeply dented, and his whole body was breathless. It was obvious that he was already dead and could no longer die.

This sudden change made the Zeng family and military students feel nervous. Their eyes were full of fear when they looked at the Chaos Barbarians.

Master Chen previously said that people who die in the illusion world can be resurrected, but they don't know what the mechanism of resurrection is. If they can't be resurrected, wouldn't they die in vain?

Thinking of this, as well as the bodies on the ground that had been dead for a long time but were still there, the students who had originally planned to continue to resist began to think about retreating.

"Brother Zeng Mian, let's retreat! What should we do if we die and cannot be resurrected?"

"yes!"

Zeng Mian also had a flash of struggle in his eyes at this moment. He glanced at the remaining hundred Chaos Barbarians and Chaos Desolate Races, and then at the military disciples and Zeng Family disciples beside him, and a flash of determination flashed in his eyes.

"Okay, let's retreat!"

Zeng Mian was not a fool. He knew that the chances of winning for himself and others were extremely slim, so retreating at this moment was the best choice.

But just when the Zeng family was preparing to retreat, a sound of breaking wind suddenly sounded, and a crack in space appeared in front of the Zeng family disciples, followed by several icy sword lights in succession.

"careful!"

Zeng Mian was the first to react and quickly stretched out his hand to release his talent, knocking back the Zeng family students on the side. However, he was also severely injured and his right arm was thrown away.

"ah!"

Zeng Mian covered his broken arm and howled in pain. His face was extremely pale, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead. The pain of a broken arm was not something that ordinary people could bear.

"Brother Zeng Mian!"

The faces of all the disciples of the Zeng family changed greatly. They hurriedly gathered around Zeng Mian and looked around with vigilant faces. After the sword light ended, the cracks in the space disappeared.

The people who took action just now were none other than the Chaos Desolate Clan. They seemed to have noticed the Zeng family disciples' intention to evacuate, so they directly launched a sneak attack, intending to kill them all.

"Today, we can't escape today. Since Mr. Chen said that there is no real death in this magical world, then even if we die in the hands of these beasts, we will be resurrected. Then we will fight to the death and kill one. It’s one!”

Zeng Mian gritted his teeth and stood up, roaring with a ferocious expression.

"Killing one is enough, killing two is enough to make a profit!"

"Fight them!"

"kill!"

The disciples of the Zeng family and the military family were all red-eyed at this moment. Their talents were surging all over their bodies, and they rushed towards the chaotic alien race as if they were desperate.

If you can't escape, then fight!

At this moment, the Zeng family had completely given up the idea of ​​​​escape. They had completely disregarded life and death and had only one thought in their minds.

kill!

But the gap between them and the chaotic aliens is too big, and their numbers pale in comparison to the absolute power.

As one disciple after another from the Zeng family and the military family fell into a pool of blood, there were less than twenty people left on the entire battlefield still resisting.

As for the Chaos alien race, there are still nearly fifty people, and the gap between the two sides is not even on the same level.

"Brother Zeng, it seems that we are going to die together today." Sun Chuan was covered in blood, and the spear in his hand was stained red with blood. It was impossible to tell whether it belonged to him or to the chaotic alien race.

"Haha, Brother Sun, if I can fight to the death with you, Zeng will die with no regrets!" Although Zeng Mian had a broken arm at this moment, his fighting spirit was still high.

"kill!"

The two of them looked at each other and smiled, then simultaneously started to kill the last chaotic alien race.

But they still underestimated the strength of the Chaos Aliens. Even if they tried their best, they were still no match.

The spear in Sun Chuan's hand was grabbed by a Chaos Barbarian, and then it was torn into two halves directly, and was blown away with a hammer. Zeng Mian was also slapped away by a Chaos Barbarian, and his whole body was as if it was broken. Like a string kite, it flew upside down and hit the ground heavily.

"puff!"

Zeng Mian spurted a mouthful of blood, and his whole body became sluggish. He looked at the sky unwillingly. They had tried their best, but they were still no match for the chaotic aliens.

"Damn it, if those guys only knew how to run away, how could we end up like this." Sun Chuan had completely lost his fighting power at this moment. He half-knelt on the ground, panting, and said with an unwilling look.

Another half-minute passed, and the remaining military and Zeng family disciples chose to self-destruct in order to give others a chance to survive. In the end, there were only two students, Zeng Mian and Sun Chuan, left on the battlefield, and there were more than 30 Chaos Aliens left.

And those Chaos Aliens seemed to intentionally keep the lives of the two, wanting to observe their performance, so they put them in the last disposal, and even the people of the Wilderness Clan, who were originally looming, showed their figures one after another.

"Sun Chuan, I really didn't expect that I would die with you." Zeng Mian had accepted his fate and was ready to end his life by self-destruction.

"I thought that the Confucian disciples of Tianwaitian were all cowards, but now it seems that I was wrong. After we are resurrected, I will definitely set up a big banquet to apologize to you." Sun Chuan also grinned at this moment.

Then, a black-clad, nearly two feet tall Chaos Barbarian holding a mace walked towards the two of them. Zeng Mian and Sun Chuan were calculating the distance in their hearts, preparing to wait until the Chaos Barbarian came to their side before self-destructing to maximize the benefits.

But at this moment, something strange happened. A pale yellow barrier instantly enveloped the two of them, directly blocking the Chaos Barbarian out. Even if the Chaos Barbarian continuously hit the barrier, it only caused a slight ripple.

Then, in the sky, a huge water dragon and a scarlet fire phoenix surrounded the thousand-foot purple-gold sword shadow, rushing towards the direction of the Chaos Alien.

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