"And don't forget.The manifestation of the Jing Heaven Realm, although there are many dead and injured people, there are still more than me!
Earlier, they retreated, but they were shocked by the aura of our waiting, plus the killing of Xu Yanchen's predecessors, and they left in fear.But now that Xu Yanchen has passed away, if you wait for them to come back to their senses and kill again......."
Gai Buwei's eyes flickered, and his tone was low.He's young.It's because he is far from having the feeling of Feng Chengtian.As far as he is concerned, Xu Yanchen's death is just the death of a predecessor of the human race.But he believes that latecomers like himself can come to the top and carry the banner of the human race.He is conceited, and it doesn't matter if there is no one in this world.So for Xu Yanchen's death, although he was a little sad in his heart, it was not much, it was more ambition, and he was thinking about the present."
Hallows, there are only five pieces, how to distribute them?"
Someone was silent and spoke.Although the Terrans have suffered heavy losses now, only eight of the seventeen people remained, and more than half of them died.But the holy weapons below are still not enough, only five.These five pieces have two sharp swords, two divine knives, and a trident.The five holy weapons are all very good, and one of the knives is an innate holy weapon, who doesn't covet it, who doesn't want it?
If it were a normal time, maybe everyone might really have to fight in the nest and fight each other.But now it's different, the only strong people in Middle-earth are left, and all the enemies are around, if they are fighting in the house, they don't need to use their brains to know what their fate will be.There can be no infighting, it can't be decided by force, so how to distribute supplies?
Come to think of it, everyone wants a holy weapon, and no one is willing to go home empty-handed, right?"
I quit, the Hallows are of no use to my mortal."
When everyone was silent, unexpectedly, Feng Chengtian spoke.Gai Buwei, Zhang Chaohai and others were shocked and looked at them in surprise, but when they saw Feng Chengtian's white hair stained with blood, his face was tired, and he was disheartened, and he actually had the breath of seeing through the world and waiting for death.There was a little admiration and sadness in their eyes.If the expectation is good, this world is compared to the place where this old man is buried."
That's it, I'll quit too."
At this time, another person spoke, a little lonely, "Now that I am seriously injured, even if I get the holy weapon, I can't exert my combat power, so it is better to give it to you." ”Eight people, two people retreated in an instant, and only six people remained.After a few more breaths, another person shook his head and withdrew."
Thank you to the three seniors for making it perfect!"
The remaining five people, with their hearts blazing and grateful, bowed to the three of them.Then, without hesitation, they rushed down one after another, as fast as lightning, and pounced on the five holy vessels that were lying quietly and inserted in the earth.At this moment, in the dark sky in the distance, there was a majestic aura surging, although it was not close, but it was shocking and made people tremble!
In the darkness, a pair of pupils appeared, either golden, green, or red, the small ones were like lanterns, and the big ones were like houses, staring in this direction, and there was a murderous hatch in them.It's a demon clan.They had been hiding in secret earlier, but at this time, seeing the rout of the human race in the Jingtian Realm and the heavy losses of the Manifestation of the Central Continent, they finally couldn't bear it anymore and stood up, wanting to do the fisherman's act and reap all the fruits of victory."
Zheng!"
The sound of the sword is faint, like the sound of a zither, and like the cry of a yellow bird, with a hint of crispness in the thickness, and a hint of majesty in the crispness.Domineering but not frivolous, clear and sharp!
The demon clan suddenly stopped."
Wait, if you want to do the act of a fisherman's yellow bird, you have to ask me about the sword in my hand."
On the chariot, Feng Chengtian held the sword in his right hand, put it in front of his eyes, and stroked it with his left hand.
Touching the trembling sword body, his eyes were focused, as if looking at his beloved one.After he finished speaking, he suddenly turned his head, looked at the demon clan giants, and shouted: "Wait, do you want to fight with me?!"
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