Chapter 703: Victory, the Savage Alliance Attacks, 3,000 Vs. 30,000
"A sky-shattering blow."
Yan Wen roared angrily, and in a flash, he coincided with the vision behind him. Then, he raised his spear, carrying terrifying power, and stabbed Ci Song fiercely.
"Longing the sword, holding the element against the sword."
Ci Song held the Hanguang Sword in his left hand, and held the finger of the sword in his right hand, pointing at the end of the sword hilt. As the talent surged in his body, a mysterious sword energy burst out from the Hanguang Sword.
"boom."
The sword energy burst out and directly collided with the spear thrust by Yan Wen, making a deafening explosion. The terrifying air wave centered on the two people and spread towards the surroundings. The entire martial arts stage began to shake, as if it was about to collapse.
"Qiang."
The spear collided with the lightsaber, making the sound of gold and iron clashing. Terrifying air waves continued to spread from the collision point, making the clothes of Yan Wen and Ci Song rustle.
Below the martial arts stage, all the students stared at the two people on the stage with wide eyes and disbelief. Although they knew that the two of them were very strong, they did not expect that they were so strong.
Zhao Qing, who was on the side, raised his crutch and tapped the ground again. A trace of dark gray talent was released from the crutch and flew onto the martial arts stage. The martial arts stage, which was originally shaking, actually became stable under the nourishment of this talent.
At this moment, an even more terrifying air wave erupted from the center of the martial arts stage. Wherever the air wave passed, the stone slabs on the martial arts stage shattered and turned into powder.
In the center of the martial arts stage, Yan Wen's figure flew out and hit the edge of the martial arts stage hard, and a mouthful of blood sprayed out.
Ci Song's condition was much better. Although he was repelled, he stabilized his figure after taking ten steps back on the martial arts stage. Apart from his pale face, he had no other injuries. .
"Junior Brother Ci is so talented, Yan Wen is willing to fall behind."
Yan Wen got up from the ground, dusted himself off, and looked at Ci Song with emotion. Although he was defeated, there was not much disappointment on his face, but more excitement.
"Senior Brother Yan accepted." Ci Song put away his lightsaber and smiled at Yan Wen.
"Hahaha, teacher, we have another genius at the seventh pass."
Yan Wen looked down at Zhao Qing excitedly. Just as he was about to continue saying something, he suddenly heard the roar of war drums.
"Dong dong dong."
"Enemy attack."
"Enemy attack."
Suddenly, a burst of rapid war drums sounded outside the seventh pass, and then, a series of exclamations sounded inside and outside the pass. Yan Wen heard the words, his face changed, his body flashed, he jumped off the martial arts platform and headed towards the city wall. Sweep away.
"What's going on? Didn't the barbarians just retreat a few days ago? Why did they come back again?"
In just three breaths, Yan Wen had already flown to the city wall, and then asked the defenders on the city wall.
Looking around, I saw the barbarian army surging in from the distance like a tide, with roaring war drums and thunderous horse hooves, which made the entire city wall tremble slightly.
"I don't know, but the number of the wild coalition forces this time far exceeds the ones we repelled a few days ago, probably no less than 30,000."
Next to Yan Wen, a military student wearing armor looked forward with a solemn face. Among the wild army, he felt no less than a thousand terrifying auras. Each of these auras was at least the Barbarian King and the Wild King. realm.
"So many? Did something happen?"
Yan Wen's face couldn't help but change when he heard this. He didn't expect that this time the barbarians would dispatch so many troops. This was indeed an extremely huge number for the temporary pass, which usually only had more than 3,000 literati.
"The barbarians should have come prepared this time. We don't know what the situation is like at other passes. We must pass on this news as soon as possible."
"The entire army is on alert. In order to shoot the Mo scholars, they will all immediately climb onto the city wall. Assisted by the Mo family's mechanical skills to attack from a distance, all the scholars above the realm of literary giants will form an army and be ready to go out to fight at any time."
Yan Wen looked at the approaching barbarian coalition forces and gave immediate instructions to the military students beside him.
"promise."
When the military student heard this, he immediately nodded, and then went down to make arrangements.
"I hope Tianguan reinforcements can arrive as soon as possible."
Looking at the approaching barbaric coalition, Yan Wen took a deep breath, and his heart became solemn.
"The Wilderness Alliance Army dispatched as many as 30,000 troops at once. If they only attack our area, it will be nothing."
Zhao Qing had appeared beside Yan Wen at some unknown time. His turbid eyes looked at the barbarian coalition forces in the distance that were constantly rushing towards the Temporary Pass, and a trace of worry appeared on his face.
"Teacher, how should we keep it?"
From Yan Wen's point of view, if there were only tens of thousands of wild coalition forces, they could still hold on easily. However, the number of the wild coalition forces this time has reached 30,000, which is more than ten times their strength. If they really fight, although they can Victory, but at least 50% of the combat power will be lost.
"It's not easy to defend. Among the barbarian coalition forces in the distance, there is a Barbarian Ancestor and a Wild Ancestor respectively."
Zhao Qing's pupils shrank, and he saw the barbarian ancestors in the barbarian army and the strong men in the wild ancestor realm, which made his heart become heavier.
"Barbarian Ancestor, Wild Ancestor."
Hearing Zhao Qing's words, Yan Wen's expression suddenly changed.
The strength of the Barbarian Ancestor and the Wild Ancestor is equivalent to that of the Half-Saint and the Sub-Saint. If a peak half-Saint fights with them alone, they are no match for them. To defeat one Barbarian Ancestor or the Wild Ancestor, it may only take three or four Half-Saints. But if you want to kill them, you will need at least twenty semi-saints.
"At this time, we can only defend the pass and ask for help from Tianguan. Let Tianguan send reinforcements and semi-saints as soon as possible. Send three golden orders to urgently ask for help."
Zhao Qing took a deep breath and gave instructions to Yan Wen and the people behind him.
After hearing this, a military student standing behind Zhao Qing immediately jumped off the tower and went to the Jieyin Hall to ask for help from Tianguan. The place they were now at was a temporary pass and belonged to the realm of chaos. If they wanted to contact Tianguan, It is necessary to communicate with Tianguan through the Jieyin Hall.
"All literati obey the order and form a defensive formation."
After the military student left, Yan Wen immediately turned around and shouted to the scholar on the city wall.
"promise."
Hearing the words, all the literati nodded at the same time. Then, with a flash of their bodies, they appeared on the city wall. As the talents surged in their bodies, literary formations condensed out one by one. The terrifying talents gathered in the literary formations, forming a series of formations. Terrifying beams of talent, these beams soar into the sky, intertwining into a huge network of talent light in the sky, covering the entire pass.
At this moment, all the Tianguan literati have begun to prepare their own defenses at the pass, always ready to resist the attack of the wild coalition forces.
Only the students who had just entered the pass were still stunned, communicating with each other, not knowing what to do.
"Everyone, let's go with the Tianguan garrison to fight against the aliens. We are all immortal. If we don't take advantage of this opportunity to fight against the aliens, when will it be?"
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