In the basin, the infected warriors gathered together, looking desperate.
They each held weapons and slowly walked towards the top of the basin.
Above the basin was a group of archers.
Their bows and arrows were aimed at the red warning line.
If anyone dared to step out, , they will attack without hesitation.
Chu Ming, the general and others walked to the basin and looked at nearly 100,000 warriors moving up from all directions of the basin.
A chill arose in their hearts.
If these people really rushed out desperately, the result could be imagined.
"Everyone, please calm down.
Young Master Sword Demon is developing elixirs.
You must have confidence in him."
The general shouted, hoping to persuade these people to retreat.
Among the sick warriors, someone yelled: "Stop lying to us.
Master Sword Demon is dying.
He has no way to help us.
Other alchemists will not be willing to help us.
We don't want to die here."
"Let us go, we don't want to die here."
"Let us go, we can't die here" The infected warriors became increasingly agitated and slowly approached the cordon.
The soldiers guarding the basin had cold sweat on their hands.
As long as they let go of their bows and arrows, countless people would die.
Among these dead people, there might be their friends, their companions, or their relatives.
God King Hanxue and the alchemists arrived soon after.
The old alchemist knew very well that these people had taken drastic actions out of despair.
Now, unless they have antidote pills, it would be difficult to calm down their mood.
He shook his head and smiled helplessly.
More than a hundred alchemists spent a month with no results, which made him extremely ashamed.
"Everyone, everyone, listen to me.
We are researching day and night."
I believe the antidote will be able to completely eliminate the plague in a short time.”
Liu Mu also roared impassionedly: "Please believe in us, we will do our best to help you overcome the difficulties.
You must believe in us.
We are the strongest alchemists in Xuxue.
We must have a way to develop an antidote." medicine" I thought that after saying these words, the sick warriors would calm down, but I didn't know that these words not only failed to calm the warriors, but actually irritated them.
"Go away, you alchemists are of no use" "Yeah, you are just a bunch of cowards who only deal with us."
"It's a pity that Master Sword Demon can't bear it anymore, otherwise he will definitely develop an antidote pill.
You are not good at all.
You can only say some high-sounding words."
"Yes, you are not good at all" "no" The warriors were excited, their pace quickened, and they soon reached the cordon.
The tense atmosphere spread.
The people above the basin stared at the people below, and the people below glared at the people above.
The solemn breathing sounds mingled together, as if frozen in mid-air by the cold wind, forming an invisible sharp blade that stuck hard to everyone's bodies, making people feel chills to the bone.
The warriors slowly raised their feet.
As long as they stepped over this red line that represented death, their lives might come to an end.
At the critical moment, a faint shout came from above the basin: "Everyone, stop."
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The sound is weak, but surprisingly effective.
The warriors retracted their legs obediently and looked at the speaker nervously and expectantly.
With Han Bingyue's support, Zhao Yufan slowly walked to the edge of the basin, stared at the dark crowd below, and said without any doubt: "Everyone go back."
The warriors looked at each other, raised their heads and looked at Zhao Yufan, but did not leave.
Zhao Yufan's face was pale, his lips were horribly white, his eye sockets were sunken, and his body was like a rotten wooden pile that might fall down at any time.
"You don't believe me?"
Before anyone could speak, he stretched out a finger and said seriously He said: "Give me one day, and I will develop an antidote to the poison before tomorrow morning.
If not, you can do whatever you want."
Everyone present fell silent.
The warriors were a little confused.
Zhao Yufan had a very high prestige in their hearts, and no one was willing to disobey his words.
"Is that okay?"
Zhao Yufan's voice rose a little.
"Okay," the warriors shouted in unison, and then retreated like a tide.
This was the end of a frightening trouble.
The alchemists looked embarrassed, and they were even more confused.
They and Zhao Yufan were both alchemists, but how could Zhao Yufan's words be more effective than theirs?
Ma Hai narrowed his small eyes and stared at Zhao Yufan sinisterly.
His ear on the left side was gone and looked particularly ridiculous.
Liu Mu glanced at Ma Hai behind him, murmured in a low voice, and walked a few steps to catch up with the Hanxue God King.
Ma Hai blinked at several alchemists from behind the crowd, then grinned and said loudly: "Why do you think Zhao Yufan's prestige is so high?
Those warriors didn't listen to Master Yunlong or Liu Mu's alchemists.
Why did they just Listen to the Sword Demon Alchemist’s words.”
"Who knows, maybe he planned this turmoil."
"Hehe, it's possible.
In terms of identity, reputation, and status, he is not very good.
Why should the warriors listen to him?
It must be that he deliberately incited those warriors and then solved the problem himself."
Listening to the discussion of the people behind them, the faces of Hanxue God King and others became extremely ugly.
They were all shrewd people and would not believe that Zhao Yufan had planned this incident, but the words he just said spoke to their hearts.
A hint of murderous intent flashed through the eyes of Hanxue God King, and he concealed it randomly.
He didn't understand why the sword demon had only been here for a few days, but why the warriors and soldiers respected him so much.
Looking at the current situation, as long as the sword demon said a word, the warriors and soldiers might dare to rebel.
He kept thinking in his mind, and the more he thought about it, the more worried he became.
There was also a slight change in the eyes of Hanxue God King when he looked at Zhao Yufan.
The mood of the alchemists was different from that of King Hanxue.
They were just jealous of Zhao Yufan.
Zhao Yufan's pale face was extremely cold.
If he weren't wearing a mask, many people would probably be scared to death when they saw his face.
There was no expression on that face, just indifference.
It was colder than the ice in the snowy area. cold.
He heard the words just now clearly, and he also saw the emotions of King Hanxue.
He did not expect that coming here to save people with good intentions would lead to death.
Suddenly, Zhao Yufan stopped, turned to look at Ma Hai and the others, and said indifferently: "I will teach you a lesson today."
Ma Hai's eyes widened, he took a few steps back, and shouted in horror: "We didn't provoke you no matter what you did."
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"You have harmful intentions," Zhao Yufan said coldly.
His bent body suddenly straightened, and like a sharp arrow, he instantly moved in front of Ma Hai, waved his fist fiercely, and hit his right face.
There was a crisp sound of "click".
Everyone's heart trembled, the sound just now was the sound of bones breaking.
Subsequently, several other alchemists were also attacked by Zhao Yufan, but their injuries were obviously lighter than Ma Hai
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