Chapter 1310 (1/2)
Four or five thousand people were cut off in one breath.
Suddenly, the queue, which had faintly collapsed, stopped again. Looking at the sandy face behind him and the cold cultivators with a long string of heads in their hands, these cultivators who had hesitated and started to retire, immediately clenched their teeth and continued to fly forward.
”Those who dare to retreat, cut off and decide this war is our Penglai Fairy Island. We must do our best to stand until the last soldier.” ZHUGE shouted loudly.
Seeing that there was no collapse on the other side, Fang Zhiqin summoned up his courage and continued to run here. Suddenly, Fang Zhiqin's heart was pumping.
As the enemy got closer and closer, the falling shells kept flying, and countless people were blown to ashes, but. There are too many enemies. It seems that they can't kill all of them. There are one and another. In front of them, the attack flood composed of practitioners of Penglai Fairy Island is getting closer and closer. They show their teeth one by one, and the weapons in their hands are waving fast.
As if to kill all the enemies.
Seeing that they were close to Fang Zhiqin, the practitioners in charge of controlling the quantum cannon trembled. However, this time, the practitioners from the alliance of powers and the dragon family did not dare to retreat easily, because they were given a death order. If they dared to retreat, they would commit suicide and apologize.
Well, he Feng can do this through the chip.
But instinctively looking at the distance, the approaching enemy, their huge scale, and their frightening strength, these practitioners and the inevitable ones inevitably had fear from the heart, but the command from the chip in their mind still forced them to continue to stick to their posts and make the final resistance, even if it was meaningless.
”Everyone has a stop!”
Only when the other party's torrent was about 10 kilometers away from him, occasionally, a huge roar came from the enemy group, and countless practitioners stopped together. At this time, Fang Zhiqin and others only felt a cold light flash in front of them, but saw that the other party's practitioners who stopped raised their flying swords.
Under the reflection of the sun, it was a silver edge for a moment.
It's scary!
”Ten thousand swords!” with an order.
Countless flying swords rose from the sky, and then the flying swords that covered the sky and blocked the sun rushed towards this side. It was like a downpour from the sky. The whole sky was full of oil. The torrent composed of a bottle of sharp flying swords and a torrent of steel rushed here quickly. At the same time.
With another roar: ”start, speed up!”
Countless people continued to move, and at the same time, the practitioners took out another spare flying sword from their back again.
”Prepare for defense!” looking at the flying sword falling like raindrops.