This battle was so brutal that apart from the people on the Guardian side who could understand it, people from the Solipsistic Orthodox Church and the Divine Weasel Sect and the Spirit Snake Sect were all completely surprised!
Feng Xiangdong, Zhongyu Ge, Mo Ganyun and others looked at the three people with complicated eyes.
Even the notoriously mean-mouthed Dong Yunyu didn't say anything this time. Instead, she watched silently and closed her mouth tightly.
Xue Changqing frowned slightly, looked at the three bloody men in front of him, and said calmly: "How many lives do you have to fight for?"
Luo Qishui said silently: "Fight until there is nothing left."
Xue Changqing sighed, and then shouted loudly and in an exciting tone: "Luo Guishui, Chu Qingwu, and Jin Xingyu killed the stubborn enemy and returned in triumph! Record, a great achievement! The guardian's merit value is one hundred for each person!"
Then he raised his hand, and a small jade bottle flew out and landed in the hands of Luo Shi's sailors: "As the leader, I personally give three recovery pills. Order: take them immediately!"
The three of them bowed: "Thank you, Mr. Qing!"
They are basically the same generation as Feng Xiangdong and others, and are of a different generation than Xue Changqing and others.
This call "Qing Ye" is not flattering.
Song in the Rain, Mo Ganyun and others remained silent.
Emotionally, they can understand the actions of Luo Shishui and others, as well as their moods. They can even empathize with them!
However, also from an emotional point of view, Fang Che's death is also a pain that Feng Xiangdong and others will not be able to overcome in this life!
We know that you are working so hard to make up for it.
However, no matter how much you try to make up for it, our boss is gone after all!
Useless!
They are stubborn and awkward!
I recognize you as good men and colleagues, but I can no longer be friends in this life! I will never accept you!
The eyes of Luo Shishui and the others quickly swept across the faces of Feng Xiangdong and others. However, Feng Xiangdong, Yu Zhongge and others all had indifferent faces and stiff eyes.
They seemed completely indifferent to their desperate fighting.
The three of them, Luo Shishui, silently withdrew their gazes and stood on the sidelines with their heads lowered. The smell of blood slowly filled the air.
Another group of three geniuses from the five major families have also been working hard from the beginning, but their cultivation is a little weaker than each other. When the two groups fight, five of them are evenly matched, but the other's cultivation is a little weaker.
Both sides fought desperately, and all three guardians died heroically.
One of the masters of the Pan family shouted before he died: "Those who are still alive in the Pan family, please remember not to be cowards!"
"Stop embarrassing me!!"
The two opponents were immediately killed together and taken away, leaving only one person whose chest was smashed and his head was patted to the point that it had been split in three places and the brain was flowing out, but he was not dead yet.
Xue Changqing looked at the three corpses lying quietly in the field, moved her lips, and took a deep breath.
He waved his hand and said decisively: "This battle is a loss! No merit, three families will have demerits! Deduct the family merit, one hundred each! Those who died in the battle will be brought back with the etiquette of mainland heroes! Xue Yiyi!"
He whispered: "Take the remains of the three comrades into the eternal space! When they leave, their souls will return to their homeland!"
A big flag appeared from Xue Changqing's hand!
Suddenly he fell to the ground.
Standing tall, the sword shines and floats in the wind.
Guardian flag!
It’s also a soul flag!
Everyone's eyes were focused on him simultaneously, with solemn expressions on their faces.
Xue Changqing said leisurely: "Guard the heroic soul and quickly enter the soul flag; this life is over, and we will fight in the next life!"
Countless guardians shouted at the same time: "This life is over, we will fight in the next life!"
The roar was so fierce that the sky and the earth were shaken together. On the surrounding lakes, the shocked water rose into the sky one by one, majestic!
Everyone in the audience, including the Solipsistic Orthodox Church, the Divine Weasel and the Spirit Snake, all looked at him with complicated eyes.
Looking at the battle flag facing the wind, the sword is sharp.
A woman in white appeared with her team. It was Xue Yiyi, the female genius of the Xue family. Her face was solemn, and the corpse powder was scattered. She took out three exquisite small jars, engraved her name, and contained the remains. The medal with crossed swords,
Shining brightly on the jar.
As Xue Yiyi's team put away the body, they returned holding the jar.
All the guardians looked at each other collectively.
The sword energy soared into the sky.
The other group's snow-clad red swords were sharp and they fought steadily and fiercely with hundreds of moves. They slit the throat with one sword and killed one. Then the battle became one-sided.
Only when the last person was the strongest one, something unexpected happened. The master of the Divine Weasel Cult suddenly let out a loud roar, and his body suddenly became several times larger, and his whole body was covered with black hair.
In this state, the swords of the other two people in the group could only penetrate halfway, but could not cause any fundamental damage.
Xue Yihong exploded with all his strength, his sword energy was as red as a blood moon volleying in the sky, and he connected three swords in a circle to completely kill this man!
"Give me the order!"
"This battle! Win! The family's merit will be recorded! The guardian's merit will be recorded as one hundred points!"
Xue Changqing's face is as iron-like.
He has absolutely no room for accommodation on this point.
As long as you win, it is merit; if you lose, no matter how heroic your death is, it is still a defeat, and your reputation as a guardian is weakened. You can be given the status of a hero, but no merit will be recorded!
If you lose, you still have to take credit. How can it be fair to the winner?
"All guardians, listen! Now that you have entered here, you must either get out alive or be put into a jar and taken out. We guardians can only win this time! We just want to win!"
Xue Changqing looked at the bloody battlefield and said coldly and sternly: "I don't want anything else!"
Everyone was in awe.
Stand in silence at the same time.
"As long as we win!!"
All the guardians roared at the same time, feeling the blood in their chests burning completely.
Endless momentum hits the sky, and suddenly the sky is filled with wind and clouds!
The battlefield on the side of the Orthodox Church will end soon. The Orthodox Church has won all three battles!
And the victory was very easy. All nine of the opponent's people died!
But Feng Yun's face didn't look good.
The martial arts of the Spiritual Snake Cult are naturally very good, but they are completely inadequate against the Soli-Orthodox Cult.
And what makes Feng Yun most unhappy is that...even though he won these three battles, the characteristics of the Spirit Snake Cult were almost invisible.
Where did you see the word ‘spiritual snake’?
They are similar to ordinary Jianghu people. Can they establish the Spirit Snake Cult if their bodies are softer?
So Feng Yun laughed loudly: "She Menglong, is this what your people are capable of? At least you have to create a wound here. Look at the nine of me who went out to fight. They didn't even vomit blood. Tsk, Ling.
Snake Cult? Is this the Spirit Snake Cult? Do you practice a special kind of martial arts? Is the name of the martial arts called Spirit Snake Delivering Food?"
Immediately, all those who believed in me were bursting into laughter.
"Spirit Snake delivers food. This name chosen by Master Yun is really talented."
Many people were full of praise.
Chen Yin chuckled and said: "Brother Yun, this Spirit Snake Cult is just a name, you can't really think of them as snakes. Just like this She Menglong, listen to this, this snake can only dream if it dreams.
Until I turned into a dragon... This is not because I am ignorant, it is just my feeling... What are these, aren't these a bunch of country people?"
Chen Yin's words caused a burst of laughter among the members of the Only Self Orthodox Church.
Originally, I feel good after winning, and everyone is elated.
Suddenly all kinds of witty remarks came.
"I have to say, I feel good about winning this money. I thought that this Spirit Snake Sect is so mysterious that I might have two brushes, but in the end, I got nine in three or two."
"That's it?"
"I suddenly feel invincible... Such a good guy is really..."
Feng Yun laughed and said: "Brother Chen is right, She Menglong, in your dream... did you really dream that you turned into a dragon??"
She Menglong was furious and gritted his teeth: "Feng Yun, you only won three games, what are you proud of?"
Feng Yun laughed loudly and looked around, overjoyed: "Did you hear that, he is not convinced! He is actually not convinced! Hahaha... Who is going out to teach me a lesson?"
"Young Master Yun! I invite you to fight!"
Suddenly the mountains roared and the tsunami roared.
There was a cry for battle.
Feng Yun laughed and said: "In that case, just order a few, you, you, you... you guys will make five groups!"
Immediately, five groups of people from the Weiwo Zhengtong Sect stood up energetically. These five groups were all under Chen Yun.
Feng Yun laughed: "Don't embarrass your boss Chen, I will win this battle!"
Feng Yun didn't even consider whether the other party would agree or not, and just ordered it as if no one else was around.
The five groups of people clasped their fists and bowed at the same time: "Don't worry, Mr. Yun, we will win this battle!"
Chen Yun's eyes were gloomy.
Why did Feng Yun say that? Are these five groups going to lose this time?
But now, the momentum of the Self-Orthodox Sect has fully risen. No matter how uneasy Chen Yun is, he can never withdraw these five groups of people.
Originally, he raised his hand and asked to go into battle, and he was ordered to go out.
How to withdraw?
At this point, She Menglong on the opposite side could no longer shrink back no matter what.
With so many people in front of them and being damaged like this, if they could endure it without fighting, then the Spirit Snake Cult would not have to play anymore, and they could really just go home.
"Out of five groups!"
She Menglong shouted angrily: "Five groups to win!"
On the other side, the Divine Weasel Cult was also fuming: "Give me a few more groups! Xue Changqing, do you dare to fight?"
Xue Changqing smiled faintly and didn't answer. He turned to look at the people on his side and sighed: "I don't want to talk to him anymore. He's too weak. Is it okay for you to send him to which group?"
Xue Changqing's voice was full of contempt, disdain, and even the helplessness of "a giant dragon being provoked by an ant".
Suddenly everyone burst into laughter.
"I'm coming! I'm coming!"
Several groups of people jumped out impatiently.
The battle is going on one by one.
Fang Che was possessed by the tomb door and did not dare to move.
The consciousness quietly watched the whole scene.
I only feel one thing in my heart: The world is so big and there are so many talents!
Feng Yun is already the leader, but Xue Changqing shows no sign of weakness. The geniuses on the Guardian side and the geniuses on the Solipsism side, the meaning contained in every sentence fully proves that everyone has
Not a fool.
The meaning of each sentence, the ridicule, the inner thoughts contained in it, the benefits to oneself, the derogation of the other party, for what purpose, what effect it can have, etc...
The cooperation between Feng Yun and everyone, the cooperation between Chen Yin and Feng Yun, the cooperation between Feng Yun and Xue Changqing, and the tacit cooperation between the leaders of the four parties...