Quiet, quiet like death!

Everyone looked at me, and I looked at you, but they couldn't speak.

According to Mr. Feng's words, the strong man who suddenly appeared did something that humans could not accomplish, but was actually a ghost.

Could it be...

Plop!

Thinking of this, Zhou Afu and other commanders immediately knelt down tacitly and prayed piously: Brother Feng is in the sky, please bless us to escape from the predicament. From now on, we will definitely worship you as our ancestors, and ensure that incense will continue for generations. Please show your mercy and show your spirits, and help us."

You idiots, now at this critical moment, please ask for ghosts and gods?"

Otherwise? Brother Feng has appeared now and saved Commander Wan and their lives. If this is true, won’t we have hope? Otherwise, what should we do? That barrier is unbreakable, and there are still a group of royalists who want to kill us. What can we do?"

It is better to seek oneself than to seek others. At this critical moment, we must make a quick decision and no longer be merciless. First, kill all those who obey Wu Fatian, clear the obstacles, and then attack the formation with all their might. As for miracles from ghosts and gods, I hope to encounter them, but I cannot completely rely on them."

With a flash of splendor in his eyes, Qin Shanhai said with a solemn look on his face.

Everyone looked at him deeply and nodded slightly.

Only Wan Zining was still a little stunned. She looked up at the bright moon above her head, whose red barrier was covered with a layer of redness, as if she saw Yang Feng smiling at them in the sky, encouraging them not to give up, and she couldn't help but murmur in her heart.

Yang Feng, last time you were in Tian Youling, did you appear to help us? But why did it appear so short that I didn’t have time to see what you really look like…

Tears gradually blurred their eyes, and Wan Zining's heart was filled with longing.

Yang Feng is now practicing crazily under the output of the Lan Beast's large amount of Lan Qi, and his trumpet has reached the peak level of the first-level Wuling cultivation.

The next morning, the coalition forces had already reorganized their forces and began the siege again.

But this time they no longer paid attention to Wu Fatian's barrier in the field, but focused on sweeping the royalists. Before the second general attack, we should get rid of these hindrances.

The royalists also had this idea. In order to get Wu Fatian to cancel the barrier and Kai En let them go, he had to kill these rebels without leaving any left.

Both sides fought back and forth, their eyes were red and blood flowed into a river.

Everyone plunders the lives of others with a desire for life, just like a group of Gu insects fighting for the Gu king. Only those who live to the end can get out of this inhumane Shura field.

Looking at this scene, Wu Fatian smiled, and the light deep in his eyes became even more contemptuous; Yang Feng used the Thousand Mile Insight Technique to monitor all this, but shook his head helplessly and sighed.

There was only a figure in the dark, shed tears in pain and fell down powerlessly.

Time passed minute by minute, and soon eight days passed, and the troops on both sides had already killed all over the mountains of corpses, but the winner was still not decided.

Except for both sides that were decreasing sharply, the situation had not changed at all, and no one could surpass each other. Only the red storm around had swept most of the Wujiabao area and approached the war zone of everyone, but people were already red in their eyes and no one paid attention to the real threat.

Why don’t you rebels die? Without you, how could the Fortress Lord kill all the people in Wujia Fort? For the sake of the innocent people, you should die soon, please.”

You idiots, we are not revolutionary uprising for you? Do you want others to step on your head for the rest of your life?"

That's better than death. It was the time for everyone to be quiet, but you were the ones who caused trouble."

Your years are quiet, and it is not your turn to disaster. As long as Wu Fatian is in power, everyone will finish playing sooner or later, why are you so short-sighted? You deserve to die!"

...

It was jingling, people were swearing and fighting.

Suddenly, a red air flow passed by, and the commander of the fighting soldiers immediately turned into ashes as soon as he met.

His opponent was fighting hard, and suddenly he found that his enemy was missing, and only a red light was approaching him at a rapid speed. He was shocked and realized that at some point the red storm had arrived in front of him, and immediately screamed: No, the storm has already..."

call!

With a whistle, the man was also swallowed by the storm.

Immediately afterwards, the storm entered the battlefield directly, reaping human lives, and many people were turned into nothingness in a daze.

At this time, people discovered that the real danger had arrived, and stopped fighting, fled to the center.

In the evening, both sides gathered in the central area of ​​Wujiabao. The temporary safety area was still tense, looking at each other, with red eyes.

A three-meter-wide boundary in the middle separates the two sides, looking like a temporary truce, but the smell of gunpowder that was about to break out became stronger and stronger.

Ninety percent of the Wujiabao area was completely destroyed by the Lan Qi Storm. The rebels and the royalists had no choice but to gather together.

However, although they had to merge together due to geographical conditions, their hearts were still hostile and complained that the other party had caused the current dilemma.

The royalists believed that all these disasters were caused by the rebels. Without them rebellion, there would be no disasters now. They wished they could eat their meat and drink their blood to relieve their hatred.

The rebels were angry at the royalists for not fighting, hating him for always acting as a traitor, and defending Wu Fatian's cruelty.

Otherwise, without the interference of these slaves, they might have broken Wu Fatian's barrier long ago, pulled the dictator out to whip the corpse, and resolved the crisis.

Both sides blamed the anger in their hearts on the other side, and a war in the central field is about to begin again.

Looking at the hostile eyes of the two sides, Wu Fatian smiled again, smiling wildly.

OK OK OK, it’s worthy of being the fortress lords trained over the years. It’s time for this, and they are still complaining and fighting each other, bringing the last entertainment to the fortress lords.

Pigs are pigs after all, they are born to be slaughtered, hahaha...

You idiots are all at this time and are still fighting in the middle of the battle. How long will you be confused?"

Suddenly, a loud shout sounded from the big screen: Open your eyes and take a look, who is laughing and who is crying here now? After all, you are just a group of foolish victims!"

Well!

The body stagnated, and everyone who was hating each other was stunned. Wu Fatian, who was smiling evilly, couldn't help but be stunned.

Then, people turned around and saw that the person who appeared on the screen was not someone else, but the first nobleman, Sima Changfeng undoubtedly appeared.
Chapter completed!