Chapter 784

"Dong, Dong, Dong!" the thundering drum sounds like beating on everyone's heart, which makes people's blood spray. The Yin soldiers of snow white city continue to gather mana and hit song Fei and others below in the rhythm of the war drum.

Below, only half of Song Fei's men died in the war.

Above, there were only 200000 Yin soldiers left.

The apparent contrast seems to be the victory of Marshal Murong.

But on Song Fei's side, the remaining people are absolutely strong, and the worst have insight into the cultivation of the realm.

Song Fei stepped out step by step. With the fall of a large number of Yin soldiers, the soul taking flags swept away, and collected a large number of Yin soldiers who were unable to fight back into the soul taking flags.

The corners of Song Fei's mouth are bleeding, but the firm and unyielding expression on his face is unusually profound.

The green flame on the body is like its own unyielding fighting soul, burning fiercely, as if it had collapsed the whole void.

Everyone has different degrees of injury. Everyone is wandering between injury and recovery. Their blood has been boiling under the burning of Song Fei's flame.

Song Fei looked up. There was still a dense and impenetrable ghost in front of him, and there was still a void with surging Yin power. Great power blocked him in front of him, making him seem to spend all his strength around him every step forward.

Song Fei bit his teeth and stood in front of the crowd, bearing the most attack, but laughing like a madman.

The fire of war mercilessly burned both sides, watching one companion fall, and Song Fei's eyes were as cold as ten thousand years of solid ice.

Behind Song Fei, it seems that at this moment, the dragon group, Yang clan monsters and others understand why Song Fei's prestige in Qingtian sword school is so deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

His prestige is not only strong, but more importantly, he brings people indelible hope with his perseverance.

The green flame is like a ray of dawn. As long as the green flame is immortal, it is like hope.

"Brothers, can you still fight?" Song Fei turned his head and asked loudly.

"Yes!" the first person to answer Song Fei was the sky shaking sound of Qingtian sword school.

Then other people, such as the dragon group monster of the Yang family, were stunned, and issued a huge roar: "yes!"

"Then fight." Song Fei said loudly, "those who kill my brothers will destroy all of them. Brothers, how do we deal with these people who kill our brothers?"

"Kill!"

Song Fei's answer this time was a neat roar.

Looking at Song Fei eagerly one by one, these people suddenly became blood boiling. With such a leader, even if they die in battle. It's worth fighting so hard for my brother's life and death.

"War!" Yangxia mountain roared

"War!" Lan Yu shouted.

"War!" the monsters roared.

The fighting spirit soared into the sky, and the murderous spirit filled the whole void. It even compared the murderous spirit of 200000 troops.

Song Fei continued to bite his teeth and walked close step by step towards the direction of other brothers being detained in the distance.

"The front is where our brother is being held." Song Fei roared.

"Kill!"

A large number of ghosts are falling. Although Yin soldiers and Yin generals have paid a great price and caused serious trauma to Song Fei and others, they still can't stop his steps. They can only watch them approach step by step.

The scene in front of us has exceeded everyone's prediction. All the onlookers have restrained their smiles at the moment. The tragedy in front of us has exceeded everyone's expectation.

The territory has been comfortable for too long. Almost all ghost practitioners have never seen such a tragic war.

With the passage of time, marshal Murong's face gradually changed. After the battle lasted so long, more than a dozen border crossing experts fell.

It's a border crossing robbery. There are very few ghosts who can cross robbery in the land boundary. Most people lock the border in the peeping heaven in order not to be killed by the thunder.

Each of these masters is Murong Bojia's confidant. Murong Bojia is deeply distressed by their fall.

Murong Bojia's action brought a greater threat to Qingtian sword sect.

Every time a long black gun stabbed out, the onlookers were shocked.

This spear is a treasure given to every Marshal by the Lord of snow city. It is a magic weapon of immortal level. In the whole white snow city, except for the five marshals and the housekeeper, none of the others can have immortal tools.

"Master of Mahayana realm, but so." below, Song Fei laughed contemptuously.

With the heavenly fire wheel, the skill is to restrain ghosts. Even if he is an expert in Mahayana realm, Song Fei is still not afraid.

Waving the sky fire wheel, Song Fei blocked Murong Bojia's attack with one person's strength.

After Song Fei blocked Murong Bojia's attack, the others fought with other Yin soldiers.

As for the big goat, there is also a terrible opponent, an expert in Mahayana, and the deputy marshal of the whole Murong Corps.

Mr. Jiang doesn't know when he has retreated. At the same time, he has contacted the other four marshals. As long as others act at the same time, the big array of white snow city can be complete, and its power can't be compared now.

Moreover, childe Jiang also found that marshal Murong would lose his vitality even if he fought in the end. Among many marshals, Murong Bojia was the nearest one to go with Childe Jiang. Childe Jiang naturally didn't want this helper to lose too much.

On Song Fei's side, the tragic war is still going on. With the passage of time, some people are still falling.

The huge dark clouds composed of Yin soldiers in the sky are constantly eroded by the people of Qingtian sword sect. Most of the dark clouds that used to block out the sun have now been gnawed away, revealing the lead gray sky.

There are still 150000 Yin soldiers left, and everyone around them hangs the lottery. Even if they rely on the pill to recover, the pill in the cultivation community can't recover as quickly as the fairy pill.

The people around Song Fei continued to decrease, but the elephants and others who saw this scene had contradictory faces. They also knew that strong cultivation was hard won.

On the one hand, there are enough brothers who have been trained to be strong enough, and on the other hand, there are enough brothers, so that they don't know which side they are inclined to. Anyway, everyone's heart is full of great grief.

"Dong Dong!" the war drum is still ringing. Although many people died in the war, Song Fei's fighting intention and murderous spirit are still the same.

On Murong Bojia's side, the death of a large number of comrades in arms not only did not raise people's courage to die, but also made many people timid.

Unexpectedly, a Yin general escaped secretly during the battle.

The Bank of thousands of miles was destroyed in an ant's nest. The escaping Yin general was like an ant's nest.