Among the chaotic crowd at the auction, Zhang Xuan went to the door alone, which seemed out of place. The security guards didn't dare to stop him at all.

It can be imagined that after today, Zhang Xuan will bear names, criminals and national criminals.

But Zhang Xuan was indifferent to such abuse.

"Old man Lu, is this another assessment?"

Zhang Xuan murmured that he could feel that the stone book he had just got was sending out a weak energy, which was the omen of zubing's unlocking.

Every time I get a zubing. Every time you unlock a zubing, it's a test for Zhang Xuan. The sickle of fate is to let Zhang Xuan face the darkest side of his heart most directly. And this stone book is washing Zhang Xuan. Everyone says that they don't care how others comment, but who really doesn't care?

But now, Zhang Xuan is really not afraid of worldly words. If everyone's thoughts could be at the same height, then there would not be so many strange things in the world.

Zhang Xuan walked out of the auction. Walking in the street of people, he is clearly in the world, but he does not feel in the world.

"It's been seven days. It's time for the next one." Zhang Xuan said to himself.

Antarctica, ancient battlefield.

The human army has rushed into the ancient battlefield, shouting and killing. This time, the orcs they are facing seem to have narrowed the gap with their general shape. But now, the orcs occupy the commanding height, and human beings can't use all the attack facilities from bottom to top. After several rounds of charging, human beings are completely at a disadvantage.

Moreover, due to the suppression of battlefield rules, Zhao Ji and LAN Yunxiao have limited strength, and can no longer enter the orc's hinterland like a sharp knife.

In the rules of the ancient battlefield, wounding energy could erupt at any time. Everyone wore heavy armor and held a heavy sword, including orcs. Ordinary sharp blades could no longer split the armor on orcs.

The human warrior is brave, the orc warrior, then may use the fury to describe, their sharp claw, the sharp tooth, may become their weapon. Their strength belongs to the limit of their size. Every Orc warrior needs at least three or four elite human warriors to deal with.

Even the hellwalker of bright island has to cooperate closely with each other to get rid of an orc warrior.

Every time an orc soldier is killed, the human side will pay two to three times the price. Looking at the orc army, it is dense and endless, which is no less than that of human soldiers.

In Antarctica, quartermaster officers are dispatching urgently, and the major countries are constantly sending more troops. But in this battlefield, ordinary soldiers can't give full play to their combat effectiveness. Only the elite can play a certain role.

"Kill

This kind of voice is constantly ringing in the battlefield, even the icebergs outside the ancient battlefield are trembling because of the cry to kill.

In Antarctica, at night, a man and a woman leave here quietly. They look at the distance.

"Zhang, I've come to take your life." The confidence of a man's face, in his eyes, is full of something called ambition.

And the woman. Standing behind the man, he said in a voice: "elder martial brother, that Xuan can't escape from the palm of your hand."

"Oh, it's natural." The man sneered, "come on, kill him."

A man and a woman, leaving Antarctica.

Under the dim sky, the two figures gradually disappeared.

And on the battlefield, it still spills blood. No one noticed that two visitors from the center of the earth had left.

This battle lasted for several hours. Even the strong orcs were exhausted. However, the human army was still suppressed at the commanding height. The orcs had no less wisdom than human beings, and their actions also had close tactical arrangements.

In a golden sound, the human side chose to retreat, this time, they were defeated!

The human army retreated. The orc army erupted with unprecedented morale.

"Kill

Among the orc troops, there was a cry of killing. They charged from the commanding height and wanted to rush out of the ancient battlefield.

Once out of the ancient battlefield. Later, when the orcs want to do anything, they will disappear.

Just when the orc's morale was high, a golden light came down from the sky and covered the ORC.

The orc charging in the front. Under the golden light, it turned into fly ash and disappeared.

The appearance of this scene makes the orc army's face suddenly change. In the ancient battlefield where there is no use of Qi, the appearance of the golden light makes them panic. How can humans use Qi?

In the fog, a picture unfolds. Above the picture, there are mountains and rivers. This picture is the picture of the ancestors' mountain and river!

Zuqi is the greatest reliance of the human army!

Under the weimang of the mountain and river map, the pursuing orcs dare not cross the thunder pool any more.

"Retreat!" The orc side, also sounded such a voice.In the sound of gold, the orc army retreated completely.

"Thank you very much." Zhao Ji comes to Jiang Shen and thanks him.

You can see that. Jiang Shen's face turned white, and it was a great burden for him to urge shanhetu.

"We can't thank you for anything. I just did what I should do. Compared with you fighting in front of me, what I did is insignificant." Jiang Shen opens his mouth.

Zhao Zhiji nodded and looked at Ji Shouyi and Bai Yunfei beside Jiang Shen, the three of them. It's the last barrier of human battlefield and the biggest killer. When Qi can't be used, this ancestor soldier becomes a bug like existence.

The human army withdrew from the ancient battlefield and took a rest in Antarctica.

"Has the war damage report come out yet?" Zhao Ji bandaged the wound on his arm.

Lin QingHan's arm is also wrapped with a thick bandage. At first, some people don't like Lin QingHan. After all, Lin QingHan's appearance and identity don't seem to be able to shoulder heavy responsibilities. But now, no one will have such an idea. Lin QingHan proves with her actions that she is Lin QingHan, not just Zhang Xuan's wife.

Chai Jiuming nodded, "according to the preliminary estimate, the number of people killed in the battle exceeded 70000, with 16000 seriously injured and 240000 slightly injured."

This data shows that everyone in the big account takes a breath of cold air. This is not a hot weapon battle, but a cold weapon! 70000 people, how many steel knives can be cut to the edge!

Zhao Ji's face looks very gloomy. These 70000 people are not only soldiers, but also children in their families. They are treasures in their parents' hearts. At this time, they have stayed in this battlefield forever.

Some people are always crying for chaos in the world, but I don't know that when I see the steel knife into the body, my legs will soften. War can break the cruelty of people's heart.

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