In the camp of the Han army commander, Bai Yong, Qi Wuhen, Aunt He Aqing, and Dongfang Yi, who was sitting in the center and was suffering from the curse of death...

"How is the Master's injury?"

Aunt He said with concern: "The external trauma is serious, and the internal injury is not serious, but it has not hurt the root cause. It can be restored after a few days of cultivation. However, the curse of the final arrow is probably only possible to be lifted by bringing it back to Xuanzong."

Dongfang Yi frowned and said, "I cannot leave at this time. Although Amoro was seriously injured, with his cultivation to crush the void, he would probably recover in less than three days. At that time, there is no strong man who can restrain him, and he will definitely lose."

"Even so, so what? Your current injury is impossible to fight against others."

"I have a mysterious technique of Xuanzong that can temporarily suppress the injury."

The final arrow came from Xuanzong. Three hundred years ago, Xuanzun used this arrow to kill Amoro, who was at its peak at that time. Therefore, Dongfang Yi was very clear about the power of this arrow, and it was not something he could tell.

"I don't agree. This secret technique will definitely have a counterproductive effect. Your body is on the verge of collapse. If you hold on forcing it, it will only ruin yourself."

Dongfang Yi said solemnly: "At this critical moment, I can't take care of much. I can't leave the army behind and let the alien race invade the land of Shenzhou and cause trouble to the creatures."

Aunt He did not give in at all: "I don't care about other people's life and death, I just want you to be safe."

"you!"

Seeing that the quarrel was about to quarrel, Qi Wuhen hurriedly said, "Senior, don't be anxious. I have a magic weapon that has a unique purification effect on the witchcraft curse."

As he said that, he took out a cauldron, and there were dragons and phoenixes flying on the cauldron, and the fairy spirit was lingering, which showed that it was not an ordinary thing. Unfortunately, the three cauldrons were missing one of them, and the beauty was insufficient.

"This is the original immortal cauldron of Taoist artifact. Although it is incomplete, it has lost its maximum refining effect, but the effect of purifying curse on the healing of timid poison is still preserved. Although the Curse of Death is powerful, it is not a strange thing. It is still within the purification range. The senior only needs to temper the nine heavens with the fire of Taichu in the cauldron to be intact."

Dongfang Yi frowned and said, "Does it take nine days? But Amoro can recover in only three days, that's all..."

Bai Yong interrupted at this time, "Master, you can go into this furnace to temper it. I promise that Amoro will not go to fight within nine days."

Never heard a disciple speak in such a firm tone. Dongfang Yi was a little surprised. After seeing Bai Yong's words, he was silent for a moment and agreed, "Okay, according to your words, I will entrust everything to you."

He didn't ask much, his tone was full of trust.

"The next thing will be left to Senior Brother Qi, and the final arrow will be kept by me for the time being, which will be of other use. Next, I will go to the military tent and discuss the next tactics with the generals." Bai Yong said that and withdrew from the camp.

Qi Wuhen also noticed the difference in him and said in confusion: "What's going on with Junior Brother Bai?"

Dongfang Yi sighed and said, "People always have to grow up, shed their tender skin and grow a harder shell."

Qi Wuhen nodded without understanding, and then began to prepare for the cauldron to heal the wounds.

In the military tent, a group of generals were already in panic, making trouble, and talking uneasy about the future.

"I heard that the demon-drawing Taoist Lord Dongfang is seriously injured and in critical condition. If it is true, what should we do? Who will deal with Amoro? He can wipe out all of us alone."

"Nagus has joined forces with Qiyan. It is said that more tribes will surrender next. Now I can't win. If the opponent increases his troops next, how can he fight this battle?"

"Wen Qibi, who was in charge before, heard that he was also fleeing for fear of crime, so the scholar's opinion is completely different from talking about war on paper and actual combat. I don't know who will be commanded next. If you change to someone who doesn't know how to fight, it would be better to retreat to the pass now, send someone to contact the Zhengdao Alliance, and ask the Knife Emperor to take action."

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"The generals are so panicked, what kind of morality is this?" Xing Wupeng couldn't stand it and shouted sternly, "It's just a defeat. Victory and defeat are common in military affairs. Do you don't understand this principle? We have not damaged the root cause and still have the power to fight. It's disgusting to give up fighting spirit now!"

The generals blushed, and then some dissatisfied said, "I just heard that you have great skills in your mouth, but you are not a loser. If you hadn't been able to break through the enemy's blockade, the army on the west road could not meet with the middle road, and it would not have led to the defeat of the middle road."

Cheng Yi Kuai said angrily: "Do you blame us for this? Are you blind? The other party uses so many experts to block it. What can we do with just one? Now we are talking big, why don't you come to help? They are all shrunk like turtles, and now they are all Zhuge Liang!"

A general sneered: "You two came to command the army at that time, but if you fail, you will naturally be responsible. We didn't agree with the two people who didn't understand military command. It's not just for the sake of the Demon Daojun. Humph, you are not the ones in the army, you don't need to be responsible for making mistakes. Without military law, you can speak so readily now."

"You! Stubborn!"

Cheng Yi's face was about to turn his mouth into a move, but when he heard a clanging sound from the side, Xing Tian's sword was unsheathed. He turned his head in surprise and saw Xing Wuyan holding a sharp sword with a serious face.

The general said without fear: "How? I know the reason, but if I can't say I'm going to take action? Or should I use my position to suppress people? Come on, I know I can't beat you immortal cultivators, but we are not soft-boys. If I slash you over, I'm not a man!"

The man called the name of a cultivator, and the atmosphere in the camp immediately became two sides. Even the generals who did not have the intention to blame Xing Wuyi clearly stood on the side of their own people.

At this tense moment when swords are tense and may lead to internal fighting at any time, Xing Wuyi held the sword in his hand and stabbed him hard in the abdomen with one sword!

The blood splattered directly onto the face of the general who had been picking on his thorns. He was stunned for a moment and didn't remember to wipe it off, allowing the hot blood to slide off his face.

Xing Wuyi said with a expressionless expression: "I am not a person in the military and will not be dealt with by military law, but the criminal law is selfless and you will be punished if you make mistakes. Since the Western Army is led by me, it is my fault that I fail to achieve my goal, regardless of the reason."

As he spoke, he slowly pulled Xing Tianjian out of his abdomen. The cruel behavior of tearing the wound bit by bit made the generals present gasp. He had seen those who were cruel, but had never seen those who were so cruel to him. Even Cheng Yijiu looked at him with complicated expressions, as if he admired him, and seemed to be other emotions.
Chapter completed!