What makes Jin Fenghuang even more depressed is that...just like the first attack on the Guan family and the Ye family army, Guizhen Pavilion also sent undercover agents against Jun Pavilion. During the battle between Guizhen Pavilion and Jun Pavilion, secret signals were issued many times to order lurkers.
There was a reactionary backlash, but no one reacted. Even Jin Fenghuang himself knew several undercover agents. Not only did they not have a backlash, they risked their lives to fight Guizhen Pavilion for the Monarch Pavilion!
How could even an undercover agent, our own undercover agent, become like this!?
This kind of thing is really weird!
Even if you want to carry out your undercover career to the end, you are risking your life, so why are you still undercover?!
Then, the only explanation is that these undercover agents are no longer undercover agents, but have become real surrenders from fake surrenders!
Although he was full of confusion, Jin Fenghuang understood one thing, that is: the power of the Monarch Pavilion must not continue to exist!
Such power, such strength, such spirit, such unity, such loyalty, such cohesion... Once there is a little more chance to breathe, then more terrible changes will inevitably occur... Even if it is as powerful as
Guizhen Pavilion... may not be the opponent of Jun Pavilion!
This is a thorn in your side!
It must be eliminated as soon as possible, and the other party must not be given any room to breathe!
"Everyone needs to rest for half a day!" Although Jin Fenghuang was unwilling to do so, he could only order: "Everyone should try their best to restore their combat strength. All members will take action later! Completely destroy the Monarch Pavilion's manpower!"
"Half a day is simply not enough." The Soul Dream Tiger said in a slow voice: "Everyone has reached the end of the battle now. It will take at least one night for our reinforcements to arrive here; if we force an attack after half a day,
, or the Monarch Pavilion can be destroyed, but the 20,000 brothers who are still fighting here will definitely not survive more than 500 at that time. For this pavilion, the price is too high and the loss is too heavy.
No, the gain is not worth the loss!" said Hunmengzhihu.
The golden phoenix gritted its teeth, a frightening cold light shot out from its eyes, and said: "Tiger, don't you know the truth of long nights and many dreams!"
"Even if you have a long night and many dreams, you can't do this." The Tiger of Hunmeng smiled bitterly: "If we really want to fight, I can guarantee that I will be fine, but... you and Hong'er will definitely die. And the remaining three of the Eight Heavenly Kings
Humans, as well as the only remaining one of the Four Great Vajras, are 90% likely to fall in, so how can they be spared?"
"That's fine with others, but if something happens to you two together... what will happen to the young master... You are all the confidants who have been cultivated by the young master and started a business. This is not a loss that the young master would like to see.
"The Tiger of Soul Dream stopped talking.
Jin Fenghuang's eyes looked stunned for a moment, and he said nothing. After a long time, he sighed deeply.
…
Turning the clouds and turning the rain tower.
"Snapped!"
Mr. Bai slapped the table uncharacteristically, and said in a dark voice: "What's going on with Ye Xiao? I have such high expectations for him in vain, and I regard him as my lifelong rival. How can I end this battle?"
It looks like this now! What kind of situation is this!"
Mr. Bai frowned: "With the current combat power of the Monarch Pavilion and so many panaceas, how could the battle situation reach this point? Even if we are worried that there may be additional help from the Guizhen Pavilion, we should arrange more
There are many ways to weaken the enemy, and how to use such a head-on approach, which is completely head-on, without the use of targeted strategies... In addition to the methods of each hall, the others are really just head-on... How can he
Would you make such an unwise strategy?"
Wan'er was silent on the side and said for a long time: "Maybe... it's not Ye Xiao who is directing the battle at the moment?"
Xiu'er said: "Yes, I feel the same way. In this battle, there is no shadow of the Laughing Lord who battled wits and courage with the Young Master in Hanyang Continent."
Mr. Bai frowned and said: "The current situation and the truth are correct... But such an important battle is almost a battle that determines fate. How can Ye Xiao have any reason not to take command personally? Moreover, the battle situation has already become corrupted.
, but they still haven’t stopped it? How about making at least targeted arrangements?”
Wan'er and Xiu'er were speechless at the same time, unable to respond.
Yes, this problem is indeed the most terrible and fatal problem at the same time.
Even if Ye Xiao was not commanding this battle at the beginning, it has reached the point where it is now. If Ye Xiao does not come forward, he will just sit back and watch the total defeat of his men. This is obviously unreasonable. Even before this, as early as two months ago,
Ye Xiao should have appeared, and the battle situation would not be so bad at all!
But now the war situation has just developed and worsened!
Even though Mr. Bai is as smart as the sea and confident that he has all the plans, at this moment he is still puzzled by this completely abnormal phenomenon!
I know there must be a problem, but where exactly is the problem?
"Is it possible...that Ye Xiao is already dead?..."
Mr. Bai murmured.
Wan'er and Xiu'er looked at each other and were shocked.
The young master’s conjecture is too bold and very unconventional, but it seems to be quite consistent with the environment and atmosphere at that time. However... if Ye Xiao really dies, no matter how loyal the Monarch Pavilion is to Ye Xiao, it will still inevitably lose morale. After all, it is against Ye Xiao.
Loyalty to a dead person is a price that is too high to pay. Would a person in the monarch's palace really be like this?!
But if it’s not this reason, what other reason is there?!
…
The morning wind was strong, suddenly blowing away the blood mist that filled the sky.
After a night's rest, both sides have more or less recovered some combat strength. No matter how heavy the injuries are, the main combat strength of both sides are cultivators at the Saint Yuan realm or above. Their self-recovery ability is far better than that of ordinary cultivators. As the mountain wind blows,
The morning fog on the top of the mountain dispersed, and tall and tall figures struggled to stand up with dried blood all over their bodies.
All eyes are looking towards the direction of Chaos City beyond the boundless sea.
The eyes are clear.
He seems to have no expression, but everyone is looking in that direction.
Your Majesty!
Or after today, I will never be able to fight side by side with you again!
…
Qiu Luo stood up from the grass, stretched out her hand, and found a handful of dew in her hand. She took a few sips, and then washed her face.
While I was washing my face, I spit out a few mouthfuls of blood and almost lost my footing and fell to the ground.
He murmured in his mouth: "After today's battle, I'm going to find my wife. I'd better wash my face clean, lest she won't recognize me..."
…
In the air, a silent rhythm was spreading wantonly, but the surroundings were filled with deathly silence.
After a long, long time, the Poison King dejectedly stopped summoning and smiled bitterly: "There is not even a single poisonous insect in the radius of thousands of miles..." He sighed and began to use his poisonous power.