Under Huang Yiran's leadership, Fang Xing walked in the corridor with some dim lights.

There is only the metal impact sound that is made by stepping on the metal floor.

Maybe it was because he saw Fang Xing becoming popular in the battle and wanted to repair the relationship between the two.

Huang Yiran took the lead in breaking the silence and started talking to Fang Xing on his own initiative.

Although Fang Xing saw from the last fall, Huang Yiran was not good at making plans.

However, there is still something useful to get it at this time.

Thinking of this, Fang Xing took the opportunity of relaxation and asked Huang Yiran:

"Fellow Daoist Huang, the last time I attacked the agent, I saw that the three leaders were in a bad condition.

After some rest, I wonder if they have recovered now.”

Upon hearing this, Huang Yiran put away the smile on his face and said with a heavy expression:

"To be honest with fellow Taoist Fang, the three leaders suffered serious injuries in the last battle.

Judging from the situation, it will be difficult to recover as before in a short period of time."

When Fang Xing heard this, his heart skipped a beat and he suddenly felt cold.

The resistance force is already weaker than the enemy. I had been counting on these three slightly stronger senior executives to support the scene, but now it seems that I may not be able to count on it.

Huang Yiran said this not to hurt his own morale. Seeing Fang Xing showing disappointment, he immediately spoke and comforted:

"Although the leaders are unable to participate in the war for the time being, I think they must have a backup plan.

If they were completely unprepared, how could they launch a raid on their agents? Wouldn’t this be destroyed by oneself?”

Huang Yiran's words were the same as Fang Xing had thought before, and he did not think that the top leaders would kill him blindly.

While talking, the two of them had arrived at the end of the corridor.

Under Huang Yiran's instructions, the two monks guarding here opened the door behind him.

"I won't go in. The three leaders are already waiting inside. Fellow Daoist Fang, please ask me."

Fang Xing walked into the room without hesitation after hearing this.

The three senior rebel leaders I saw before were indeed here.

The last time we met, we just glanced at it, and the three of them were injured, so Fang Xing didn't feel anything special.

And this time, Fang Xing could clearly feel the momentum emitted by these three people.

This is the pressure of the realm that can only be felt when facing the superior monks.

Faced with these three people, Fang Xing did not dare to neglect them, and bowed very respectfully.

Among these three people, the leader of the Spirit-Destroying Sect was closing his eyes and pinching the spirit stones in his hand to regulate his breathing.

Fang Xing could see that there was an unnatural depression on his chest.

The leader of the Primitive Sect beside him lowered his head and fiddled with his own prosthetic left hand.

Seeing that the prosthetic arm was as shiny as new and not wrapped in bionic skin, Fang Xing guessed that this should have just been replaced.

Based on the previous attack on the agent, it is not difficult to guess the reason.

On the other hand, although the leader of the Voodoo Sect was obviously injured.

However, his face had a pathological pale look, which was very unnatural.

Just as Huang Yiran said, these three people were more or less injured.

The leaders of the Spirit Defeat Sect and the Primitive Sect did not control Fang Xing, while the leader of the Voodoo Sect said with a smile:

“We all saw your performance on the battlefield.

Now it seems that it is not accidental that you can assist Huang Yiran in killing the agent. I am very optimistic about you by young people."

Fang Xing heard this and quickly said a few humility.

And at this moment, the leader of the original sect buckled the table with his fingers and said impatiently:

"Don't talk about those useless things, let him hand over Wang Zhou's flagship."

Seeing this, the leader of the Voodoo Sect did not refute, but smiled and said:

"Fang Xing, right? We asked you to come this time. In addition to expressing optimism about you, we do have the intention to hand over control of Wang Zhou's flagship.

After all, when we cannot participate in the war, only by relying on the powerful Wang Zhou main artillery can we better stick to our positions.

So, we hope you can put the overall situation first.”

After hearing this, Fang Xing understood why these three people hurriedly summoned him.

It turns out that appreciation is fake, but it is true that you like Wang Zhou’s flagship.

Fang Xing has never been greedy for other people's things, but the other party is so empty-handed that he wants to fetch his own wool when he opens his mouth, and Fang Xing cannot agree.

As soon as he thought about this, Fang Xing said tactfully:

"As a member of the Resistance Army, I should put the overall situation first.

If several adults participated in the war in person, I would definitely leave it right away without saying a word.

Because I know that Wang Zhou must have a greater effect in the hands of several people than in my hands.

However, I have heard Huang Yiran say before that several adults were injured and were inconvenient to participate in the war.

So, please forgive me for being blunt.

Apart from the three adults, I don’t think there is anyone on this battlefield that is more suitable to control Wang Zhou than me.

The previous battle has proved this."

The leader of the Spirit-Destroying Sect still closed his eyes and adjusted his breathing deafness, and the leader of the Voodoo Sect did not immediately respond to Fang Xing's words.

Only the leader of the Primitive Sect, after hearing Fang Xing's words, slammed the table and scolded him loudly:

"Who to take charge of Wang Zhou's flagship is a question that I need to consider. Where is your turn to interrupt?

In a word, will you not hand over Wang Zhou’s flagship?"

Listening to the other party's aggressive words, Fang Xing coldly spoke two words.

"No handing over."

Seeing Fang Xing confronting him in person, the leader of the primitive faction was immediately angered.

"Fang Xing, you are just a newcomer who has just joined the rebel army, but you are so ignorant of your ranks and inferiors.

I have repeatedly disobeyed the orders, and today I must let you know who has the final say here."

After saying that, the leader of the Primitive Sect stood up and rushed towards Fang Xing directly.

Seeing this, Fang Xing unspokenly unfolded his stance and punched the leader of the primitive faction.

Both sides swung their fists at the same time, and the fists collided without accident, and made a muffled sound of metal collision.

When the fists collided, the leader of the Primitive Sect opened his mouth and shouted:

"Mountain!"

After shouting the word "游戏", Fang Xing felt that this punch seemed to hit the towering mountain.

Then, the whole person couldn't help but take more than ten steps back.

It was not until his back hit the wall in the room that he stopped.

The gap between the medium and low realms is completely highlighted at this moment.

However, at this time, Fang Xing's face was not a trace of fear, and he even had an understanding of seeing through the other party.

After standing still, Fang Xing snapped his fingers casually. The sound waves combined with the relatively gentle explosion of spiritual energy caused the air in the room to slightly shake.

And it was this slight vibration, like the last straw that broke the camel's back.

The prosthetic limb of the leader of the Primitive Sect was broken into a pile of parts.

It turned out that the moment the punch was just swung, Fang Xing activated the explosion technique of the muscles and bones roaring together.
Chapter completed!