Bai Zhan looked at the battlefield, feeling a little distressed when he looked at the shadows below that were fighting with the sea beasts in the blood and sea water.
After all, the shadow of the sea beast, which is bigger than an animal, is more exciting to ride.
A real man should ride a beast.
Bai Zhan really wanted to ride a sea beast shadow, but in the final analysis, these sea beast shadows with bound souls are equivalent to death squads.
To put it bluntly, it is a one-time use.
Anyway, these shadows are tools in themselves, and they don’t feel bad if they die.
As long as the battle is won, those invading sea beasts will still become the next batch of shadows to fight for Daxia.
But it is impossible for Daxia to take risks with soldiers. Soldiers are flesh and blood! Moreover, if one of them dies, it is a sacrifice!
Therefore, Bai Zhan and the soldiers cannot use sea beasts as mounts...
Bai Zhan took a deep breath, looked at the battlefield that was no longer chaotic, picked up the walkie-talkie and said: "The battle situation on our side is almost stable."
Heavy artillery bombardment!
Machine guns roar.
The warrior roared.
Fighter planes roar.
There were also countless animals and sea beasts neighing.
At this moment, the Great Steel Wall was completely pressing down on those sea beasts, and the terrifying firepower tore apart each sea beast.
And those sea beasts were unable to organize an effective counterattack at all, let alone jumping onto the Great Steel Wall. The shadows fighting with them made it impossible for them to organize a charge.
The balance of victory seems to be tilting towards Daxia and humanity.
but.
There was no joy at all on Mr. Jin's face. His old body tried his best to pull down the firing rod of the heavy cannon, wiped his sweat and said, "Don't relax!"
"The real victory...is not with us!"
"Continue to defend!"
"Until the battlefield of gods ends! We will truly win!"
"or……"
Mr. Jin did not continue.
But Bai Zhan understood what he meant.
Or, Lin Fan died in battle with all the gods of Great Xia!
At that time, the entire Great Steel Wall and the entire human race will have to face three wrathful gods!
So what if Daxia killed all the sea beasts?
The real enemy of Daxia is the god who comes to bathe in glory!
As long as the gods die, this battle will not end!
The battlefield on this side of the Great Steel Wall is to protect our homeland, the land and the people behind the wall.
But the battlefield that really determines victory or defeat is the battlefield of gods deep in the Bohai Sea!
Bai Zhan was silent for a moment, then the intercom switched channels and whispered: "Lin Fan, how is the situation there?"
no reply.
Silence is like death.
Bai Zhan slowly raised his head and looked at the endless sea surface in the depths of the Bohai Sea. The excitement on his face gradually dissipated and turned into a deep worry.
"Don't worry, just do our own thing."
Jin Lao's voice sounded from the intercom.
"But," Bai Zhan said with an ugly face, "Once they lose, then even if our side wins, it will be of no use..."
Mr. Jin looked at the ocean in the distance and said solemnly: "They will not lose!"
"I believe them!"
"They will come back alive one by one! They will come back carrying the gods' heads!!"
Jin Lao roared like crazy, as if he was convinced of this.
"boom!"
Jin Lao pulled down the firing rod again, and the cannon roared!
Bai Zhan was silent for a moment, then gritted his teeth and said, "I believe them too! Now, we just need to do our own thing!"
"When they come back, the Great Steel Wall will still be standing! We will still stand on this Great Steel Wall to welcome them home!"
"Damn it," Bai Zhan pulled the gun bolt, and the tiger jumped up!
Bai Zhan stuffed the barrel of the gun into the bloody mouth of a giant whale warrior, his eyes turned red and he said: "Kill!!"
And the other side.
Hundreds of kilometers away, deep in the sea, in the central area of the Bohai Sea.
Huge waves surging!
"boom!!"
Huge waves of a hundred meters hit the sky, like the ocean stretching out its palm to crush any ants that dare to block it!
Under the huge waves.
"Roar!"
The black dragon roared and rushed towards the huge wave without dodging, as if it was going to smash the huge wave that covered the sky!
No.
That's not a black dragon.
But a pitch black knife!
Shura knife!
The dark flames jumped and burned, the scarlet sword energy of loyalty surrounded it, and the Shura sword roared like a dragon!
"Roar!"
The young man holding the knife even let out a sinister roar like a demon!
"boom!"
The black dragon collided with the huge waves.
The blade collided with the sea water carrying huge force!
"Buzz!"
The sword energy buzzed, and the sharp knife cut through the rolling sea water, splitting the huge blue wave from the center.
The huge wave of 100 meters, with neat cuts, crashed down to the left and right!
That knife was like cutting through the entire ocean!
In the collapsing wave, the black dragon roared out and struck at the god behind the huge wave with its pitch-black knife!
"Roar!!"
The boy, whose eyes were already innocent, roared like a ghost.
Looking at the young man charging towards him with a knife, a trace of astonishment flashed in Klein's eyes.
"This guy is stronger..."
Just ten minutes ago, that huge wave could have knocked the kid in front of me away!
Five minutes ago, that huge wave could still compete with this kid's sword with all his strength.
But now, this guy actually cut through this huge wave with one knife!
He is getting stronger!
"But you are a fifth-level low-level god after all! You are an ant!!"
Klein roared, magnified the trident in his hand by a hundred meters, and swung it with a bang!
The azure divine power poured out, and the water dragon roared, rushing towards Lin Fan!
"Roar!"
Lin Fan was like a madman, with no fear in his blue-white eyes, and he looked up to the sky and roared like a ghost!
Behind him, the evil ghost with a terrifying face raised a Shura sword exactly like Lin Fan's and struck it down in the same way!
This is a knife from ghosts and gods!
at the same time.
From the horizon, a sword chant came from the sky.
The Daxia Sword God Zhang Feng, with his clothes torn to pieces and a miserable figure, is walking with his sword!
Although there was blood at the corner of his mouth, he was still free and easy, holding a sword in one hand and a wine gourd in the other, pouring sake into his mouth.
The torn white shirt was swaying in the sea breeze.
"Daxia's sword is not so easy to break!"
"Today, I'll show you Daxia's sword!"
"A sword that has been cultivated for five thousand years!"
Zhang Feng's momentum suddenly surged, and the majestic sword energy soared into the sky!
Amidst the sword energy, the Great Xia Sword God rode the wind and waves, looked up to the sky and said with a big smile: "The white emperor bid farewell to the colorful clouds, thousands of miles of rivers and tombs can be returned in one day.
The apes on both sides of the bank can't stop crying, and the boat has passed the Ten Thousand Mountains."
A phantom in white clothes and holding a sword slowly appeared, and it was actually somewhat similar to Zhang Feng's figure at this moment.
The sword energy behind Zhang Feng seemed to have an indescribable charm. As Zhang Feng recited the poem, the sword energy suddenly solidified, revealing a magnificent scene.
Caiyun Baidi City.
Thousands of miles of rivers and mountains.
Apes crow in the mountains and forests on both sides of the strait.
A light boat flies by!
The splendor of the Tang Dynasty!
Magnificent mountains and rivers!
This is five thousand years of brilliance of humanity, this is five thousand years of poetry and painting!
These are things that gods never possess!
These are also the Daxia swordsmanship passed down to Zhang Feng by the poet, wine and swordsman!
Daxia’s swordsmanship is not just about swords!
"This is my Daxia sword!"
"Buzz!"
The ancient sword in Zhang Feng's hand buzzed. At this moment, he was like an unstoppable boat, breaking through the waves and coming quickly!
Zhang Feng, who had been knocked back a thousand meters before, was now across a thousand meters in an instant, coming at great speed!
That sword can no longer be seen as a sword!
It is a wooden boat that rides the wind and waves and travels thousands of miles in an instant!
"boom!"
A hundred-meter huge wave crashed down on the face, but the boat actually surged up along with the huge wave and was knocked out of the countless waves!
In an instant, Zhang Feng, who had just been pushed back a thousand meters by the gods, appeared next to Lin Fan. The light boat condensed with sword energy walked side by side with the black dragon!
In the blink of an eye, we have passed thousands of miles and passed ten thousand mountains!
"This guy!"
When Klein saw the sudden sword energy, his pupils shrank suddenly, and he held the trident tightly with both hands!
"Do you dare to wrestle with the gods!!"
"boom!"
The trident slammed down towards the black dragon and the boat, rolling up huge waves!
"Roar!"
"Buzz!"
The black dragon roars and the light boat breaks through the waves!
The sword energy on Lin Fan's body intertwined with the sword energy in Zhang Feng's hand. One dragon and one boat penetrated the huge waves and faced the trident that fell down!
