Chapter 748 Collapse
One sword, one sword, and another sword.
One person, one person, and another person.
Standing on the ground that had long been stained red with blood, Wei Changtian could no longer remember how many times he had swung his sword or how many people he had killed.
At this moment, every movement he made became mechanical, as if it was entirely out of his body's instinct.
The internal force in Dantian had already run out. Under the effect of "Soul Eater", groups of black mist kept pouring into Wei Changtian's body, turning into strands of true energy, which were then immediately drained away.
That’s right, if it weren’t for the Soul-Eating technique of “fighting to support fighting”, Wei Changtian would have probably died of exhaustion long ago.
But even with the Soul Eater constantly replenishing his internal energy, he could only maintain the most basic "swinging the sword" movement. He was even unable to dodge many attacks and could only choose to resist.
Of course, these soldiers could not inflict serious injuries on the body of a second-grade warrior.
But when the tiny wounds accumulate more and more, Wei Changtian will always reach a limit.
And he felt that this limit was just around the corner. His vision was covered with blood, and all he saw was a bright red haze.
Wei Changtian waved his sword, looking at the countless soldiers and the dense sword lights that were still pouring in, and still did not ask for help from the other six people.
Subjectively, he felt that he could hold on a little longer.
Objectively speaking, the other six people are now no longer able to help him.
From the hour of Yin to the hour of Mao, the moon had already set in the west, and a hint of paleness appeared in the eastern sky.
The seven men had been killing in the military camp of the million-strong army for nearly an hour.
Many people died under their swords, and no one had time to count them now.
However, judging from the corpses all over the ground, the number must have exceeded ten thousand.
Seven people killed ten thousand people.
On average, each person killed fifteen thousand.
Such a record has exceeded the normal standard of "a third-rank soldier can defeat a thousand soldiers, and a second-rank soldier can defeat two thousand soldiers."
Then, this means that not only Wei Changtian, but the other six people have also tried their best.
If these six people can return to Fengyuan smoothly after tonight, they will definitely be regarded as heroes in the future and their heroic deeds will be widely spread.
But on the other hand, for the Qianhui army, which no longer had any top-three-rank masters, they actually created a touching miracle.
Countless of the weakest warriors of the lower third rank, relying on the passion in their hearts, pushed the seven upper third rank masters into a desperate situation in a way that almost cost them their lives.
This is hard to imagine.
It’s not that there is no theoretical possibility for “ants to eat an elephant”, but in most cases, due to the “selfish” nature of human beings, such a thing can almost be called a “miracle”.
Just like now.
If these most ordinary soldiers can really kill Wei Changtian's seven men tonight, or even just one or two of them, then they will undoubtedly be heroes of Daqian and Dahui.
But you have to know that the title of hero belongs only to those who are still alive.
For those who are dead, no honor is worth a penny.
In this case, who would be willing to sacrifice their own life to help others? And once no one is willing, then "Ants swallowing elephants" will only be a fantasy. So, from this perspective, the Qianhui soldiers who did not collapse even after 10,000 people died and kept charging despite knowing that they would die did indeed show extraordinary courage and madness tonight.
Just like the fifteen masters who had died under Wei Changtian's sword before, they were like mad dogs and jackals, biting the giant beast in front of them with their not-so-sharp teeth.
And when the battle has developed to this point, it can be said that they are only one step away from success. "Crack!!!"
On the western battlefield, with the fall of a sword, the silver general's armor finally broke into pieces under the heavy weight.
The owner of the armor, a third-rank deputy general covered in blood, also showed fear for the first time.
He threw a panicked punch, sending the soldier who had cut his armor into pieces. He turned his head to look towards Wei Changtian with a look of great struggle in his eyes.
He knew that he had reached his limit, but he still retained the last bit of internal strength in his dantian, which was just enough to sustain his flying in the air for a hundred breaths.
This is the way out he left for himself.
And now, it's time to make a choice.
Should he fight to the death with Wei Changtian? Or should he "go ahead"? To be fair, the deputy general felt that he had done enough tonight.
And a person like Wei Changtian must have life-saving items on him, so he will most likely be fine even if he fights until the last moment.
But what about yourself?
If I use up the last bit of my internal energy, the only result will be death.
Gritting his teeth, the man fended off the swords and knives that kept attacking him, while reaching out to grab the sachet that he had always kept hidden in his arms.
This is a token of love given to him by his beloved.
The two agreed to get married after the battle.
But what if I die here? A trace of pain flashed in his eyes, and the man slightly bent his knees, as if he was ready to fly away.
But just a moment later, he slowly stood up again, mobilized the last bit of his internal strength, turned it into sharp fists, and smashed into the crowd on the opposite side . From "escape" to "not escape".
No one knows what kind of mental journey this third-rank deputy general went through.
Maybe he felt that even if he escaped back, Xu Suisui would never let him go.
Maybe he felt that he was at least a top-third-rank warrior, so how could he be more afraid of death than these ants.
Maybe he felt bad because he saw that others did not escape.
It may also be that he didn't want his loved one to think he was a coward. In short, no matter what the reason was, the man made the decision not to escape at the last moment.
Except for Wei Changtian, the other five were the same.
No one chose to escape alone, and no one even asked Wei Changtian a single question. They just gritted their teeth and continued fighting.
Even if I have reached the point where my energy is running out, "Plop!"
His knees went weak and the third-rank deputy general suddenly fell to the ground exhausted.
His eyes suddenly widened, and the sachet he had been holding in his fist slipped quietly.
Lying in a pool of blood, looking at the long knives slashing towards him, the man knew that he was going to die here.
Regret, pain, remorse, relief.
Countless emotions surged into my mind at this moment, and then suddenly turned into indescribable astonishment in the next second.
This, this is... "Puff!"
“Puff, puff, puff!!!”
The sound of sharp blades cutting through skin and bones rang in my ears one after another, and in an instant, heads flew flying one after another.
Staring blankly at the familiar sword energy, the man suddenly struggled to turn his head and look in one direction.
Under the moonlight, there are piles of corpses.
Densely packed swords slowly floated up into the air, and a strong second-grade aura exploded among the crowd surrounded by countless soldiers.
"boom!!!!"
The roaring and swimming real dragon reappeared, and an invisible formation covering an area of more than ten miles slowly rose. Dark clouds covered the waning moon and the new sun, and purple thunder rolled in the clouds.
“.”
At this moment, all the chaos stopped suddenly and everyone standing on the ground was stunned.
Everyone stood there in a daze, looking up at the strange visions that rose one after another, looking at the man who was standing under the dragon head, with sword light around him, and standing under the purple thunder. They felt as if they had seen a real immortal.
But it is obvious that this person is not a true immortal.
"How is this possible?"
Countless long swords fell to the ground, and countless Qianhui soldiers suddenly lost all their courage at this moment.
They couldn't accept what they saw. They couldn't accept that Wei Changtian, who was about to fall just a moment ago, now appeared in front of them in this posture. "What is this!! What is this!!!"
“Why is this happening!!”
“Why, why!!”
"It's fake! It must be fake!!"
“.”
The desperate and unwilling roars, the fleeing crowd, everything meant that this million-strong army that had persisted for a long time finally collapsed at this moment.
Looking down from a high altitude, they are no longer mad dogs or jackals, but just ants fleeing for their lives.
Wei Changtian watched all this calmly, then slowly raised Longquan.
“Zheng Zheng Zheng!!”
Three thousand long swords turned their tips and pointed downwards, and the purple lightning in the clouds became more and more dense.
Then the next moment, as Longquan drew an arc from top to bottom in the air, dense and endless sword lights and purple thunders fell from the sky like heavy rain.
(End of this chapter)
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