Chapter 251

the killing machine has not been released, his face has not shown despair, and even Zeng Yushu has not felt any sense. The gossip plate suddenly stops turning, and the crisis has been solved.

At this time, he found that Lin Wufeng was staring at himself, as if he were looking at some treasure.

"You look so pale. Have you not recovered from yesterday's injury?" Lin Wufeng asked about his injury as soon as he opened his mouth.

That's what really embarrassed him. Is this a trial? Or do you really care?

"Thank you for your concern. I think you can recover in a few days." Yi Heng did not dare to hesitate, so he had to reply ambiguously.

Was it just that I saw my face suddenly pale that I would take back the killing machine? He had to think in secret.

In any case, the killing has gone and the second level has been broken.

I just don't know how much is involved?

He didn't even dare to wipe off the sweat, but still came from the cold wind. The sweat on his forehead and face was dried slowly, and a cool feeling came from his forehead from his face to his heart.

With a light click, Wu Siyi broke a twig in his right hand.

Yesterday, the Zerg attacked fiercely, and the world's fourth World War areas were confronted at the same time. Countless friars tried their best to stop and kill the invading Zerg.

In one day, the number of monks who died was far more than the sum of the past hundred years. This shows the severity of the war.

However, he was very proud that the northwest war zone under his command had little damage and good gains.

Although the statistics of casualties in other war zones have not been announced, the date of announcement will not be too long.

By then, with this war, his dream of being famous in the world will come true.

Although the rank of the four generations of disciples is not high, he still has a lot of confidence when it comes to command and strategy.

Chen Shoutian? Yan Changkong? And Xuanyuan Caixue, who is his opponent?

Yi Heng and Zeng Yushu are just soldiers in front of Yan Changkong. What are you afraid of?

At this time, the disciples of Gen clan, who were four or five miles away from him, were still cheering loudly, praising him loudly while holding the core of his share tightly in his hand.

After today, all the disciples can improve their accomplishments, even break through the bottleneck for many years and reach a new level. How can we not make everyone ecstatic?

There are also countless monks who have already spread the war situation around the world. Among them, he Wu Siyi is the most outstanding one.

But he, who had just enjoyed the praise of the crowd, came here alone and suddenly broke an innocent twig.

There is a great resentment in my heart. The breaking of a twig is not enough to vent.

But he knew that if he wanted to vent his anger, he was afraid that it would not be enough to break all the trees in the misty forest.

Therefore, he had to stand still, eyes looking at the southwest direction, let the resentment slowly torture himself, slowly dissipate.

In fact, what made him angry was just a message, and the message was only a sentence. But the sentence hit him far more than the total number of blows in the past few decades.

"Yi Heng Zeng Yushu joined hands to kill one of the later Zerg."

There was only one sentence on the herald, but he knew that it would smash all his efforts and dreams to pieces.

No matter how little he lost, how much he gained, and how dazzling this battle is, he will become worthless in front of this sentence.

Monks in the world will not focus their eyes on him. What they pay attention to must be the late Zerg who was killed, as well as Yi Heng and Zeng Yushu, who killed this insect.

"Why are they always the two? Are these two people in our generation will be dim? " He murmured to himself, and his honest face gradually became ferocious.

Originally, the southwest theater under the command of Yan Changkong was attacked the most, with one Zerg in the later stage and several in the middle stage.

At first, I was worried that he could not defend himself and become a breakthrough for Zerg.

But now we have not only prevented it, but even achieved such a feat against the sky.

Is it time to be happy? Or should I be sad?

"Well, after this war, Yan Changkong will surely be famous all over the world, and Yi Heng and Zeng Yushu will also be on the altar forever. From now on, monks in the world will no longer pay attention to anyone except him."

Wu Siyi had no choice but to think of it. He threw half of the branch in his hand to the ground and flew away in the distance.

At the same time, Chen Shoutian, the commander-in-chief of the Western Theater, also received the message, but he did not leave the crowd like Wu Siyi.

Hundreds of disciples in front of me are quietly getting the Zerg kernel. After today, the cultivation will be promoted again. It is supposed to be ecstatic and shout loudly. But at this time, the quiet crowd has a sad atmosphere.

Looking at them, he knows why he is so quiet.

In the first world war yesterday, although he managed to defend and kill many of the Zerg, the loss was so great that his genius pride was completely destroyed."Dead, ninety-five monks. Two of them were seriously injured in the early stage of foundation construction. This is what I, Chen Shoutian, commanded?" He thought about the statistics secretly and doubted the authenticity of the data.

But he knew that the data must be true.

Even because of his mistakes and carelessness, the ninety-five brothers of the same school will stay in the battlefield 30 miles ahead forever.

But at this time, among the numerous disciples, he was still the commander in chief.

No one dares to cheat him with false data.

Luo Ning and Miao Chengsi are two people he often see. After they were promoted to Zhuji together, although their qualifications were not top-notch, they also entered the eyes of the high-level sect. The foundation building friars were always the mainstay of the sect and could not be ignored.

But now, he and he will never come back.

It was a terrible battlefield, and it became the place where they died.

No matter how many murders there are in this war, they will become dim because of their death.

Not to mention fighting with the commanders of the other three world war zones, even the right of command may not be preserved.

Hua FengChen seems to have recovered from Zeng Yushu's attack. Once he is up, he will soon be able to surpass himself. At that time, will he not peep into the commanding position?

"Ha ha, Wu Siyi, Yan Changkong, Xuanyuan Caixue, and Yi Heng and Zeng Yushu in the later stage of killing. Chen is really not as good as him."

He thought to himself.

Originally the strength is not as good as Yi Heng, Zeng Yushu has also recognized, but the pride of genius does not allow him to lose to others.

This time, I wanted to compete with them on command and strategy, so that all the monks could know. Besides Yi Heng and Zeng Yushu, there was also Chen Shoutian. But now, I don't know what punishment the headmaster will have waiting for him?

"The headmaster and the master often say that details decide success or failure. They always regard it as a wind in the ear. Now they are always hurt by them. Although paying attention to details, you will not lose. But who will believe that Zerg will ambush?"

"In the battle of yesterday, Yi Heng and Zeng Yushu jointly killed one Zerg in the later stage and one in the middle stage."

He tried to straighten his tired and slightly bent back. As a genius, he was not allowed to be arrogant without genius. Even if he was hit by this, he could not be as depressed as Hua FengChen.

"With this achievement, Yi Heng Zeng Yushu should be able to keep pace with the three gate masters and ascend the altar of our generation. From now on, people will only worship him, but I, Chen Shoutian, are not easily defeated? One day, there will be my legend. "

In the crowd, he stood very straight, standing like a pole on the ground. Even though hundreds of monks came and went around, he was so outstanding at a glance.

"This is the pride of genius, never give up, never give up." He thought to himself.

"But Yi Heng and Zeng Yushu waved their hands in a hurry, and countless magic arts were sent out in an instant. They hit the later stage of that level, but that was the later stage of the first level of Zerg. How can the defense be broken by ordinary magic

In the Southern War Zone, after yesterday's war, countless scattered monks seldom rest and relax. At this time, they are surrounded by a monk in black and white Taoist uniform, listening to him narrate yesterday's war like a storyteller.

The monk in the middle seems to know the world's affairs. No matter which war zone is fighting, he can tell one or two things. At this time, he is talking about the southwest war zone, senior brother Yi Hengyi and senior brother Zeng Yushu Zeng.

These two men have long been famous all over the world, and many practitioners naturally admire them for a long time. Now, although they can't see them with their own eyes, they can hear them, whether they are true or not, or they are elated.

As for the dead friars, who cares about two or three hundred? All brothers in the same school can forget it very quickly. What's more, they have forgotten it for a long time because they have no love for each other.