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"Are you still fighting? Yuzhibo's Tiandao is dead. Under the joint efforts of me and the clouds, yuzhibo has no hope, and the victory belongs to our thousand hands. "

The thousand handed Buddha wields a long sword. He has excellent physique and skill. He takes advantage of one enemy and two abilities. While fighting, he fights coldly and strikes the other side's confidence.

In the center of the battlefield, the three figures suddenly split and closed. Yu Zhibo retreated and gasped. As for what the other side said, he even ignored it. If he was naive enough to believe what the enemy said, he would have died many times.

Yu Zhibo fights with the other side again and retreats to him.

"You are too tired. Go back and have a rest."

Yuzhi bodou shakes his head. Chakra is actually OK, but his physical strength and energy have reached the critical point. Years of battlefield experience tells him that he really needs to rest now.

"It's hard to deal with the thousand handed Buddhas. Can you do it alone?" Yu zhibodou asked, this is the reason why he has been supporting until now.

Yu Zhibo tightened his long knife in his hand. There were several obvious gaps in the surface of the blade made of fine steel, which was left when he was fighting with the other side.

"He's injured. It's a battlefield again. Many Ninja arts can't be launched. It's not a problem to protect his life if he's fighting. Go and have a rest. Next, there are many places for you to contribute."

Yu Zhibo was quick and frowned: "besides, I have a bad feeling that the words of thousand handed Buddhas are naturally untrustworthy, but the patriarch really never returns. In addition, when the thousand handed Buddha appeared, he was already injured. Who in the end hurt him?"

Yu Zhibo Dou was shocked and lost his voice: "what do you mean?"

"Don't think about it. You just have doubts. Now you go back to stabilize the confidence of the people. We have to believe in the patriarch. In any case, this battle must be fought. We have invested too much and can't afford to lose."

As Yu Zhibo Zhan said, the whole person turned into a black shadow and immediately entangled with the thousand handed Buddha.

Yu Zhibo bit his teeth and turned to the rear. He left the battlefield at a rapid speed. When he came to the camp, he asked, "what about the clan leader? Haven't you come back yet? "

There is an elite on tolerance to welcome the way: "elder, the patriarch has not come back."

Yu Zhibo's face was still, and his uneasiness became more and more intense. He sat down beside a boiling stove. The three yuzhibo people who had been surrounded by the iron pot stood up quickly. He did not care about him. He took a large bowl of cooked coarse grains and ate them in large quantities.

"How many people in the camp who didn't participate in the war, all gathered together, took out the materials and detonating symbols, and were ready to fight defensive warfare." As he ate, he ordered calmly.

The resting yuzhibo people felt relieved when they saw him eating and drinking.

At the same time, another battlefield!

In the long and deep trenches, the exhausted yuzhibo people squeezed the only chakra in their bodies, hoping to release even one more fire escape.

Countless yuzhibo people have been wiping their long swords and preparing for close combat. Their long swords are very blunt, with obvious gaps on them. Even many of them look like saws more than knives, which makes people wonder whether such weapons can kill people.

They are faced with a large number of ninjas in thousand handed nationality clothes. They are divided into three teams. One team uses water escape. As long as Yu Zhibo's fire escapes, they will erect water walls together.

The first team uses the earth to hide, erect the high earth squat, changes the terrain is incomparably complex, advances forward by the terrain.

The last team is scattered, moving forward under the cover of the two teams. They are the main force of the next close combat.

In the trench in front of Yu Zhibo, a middle-aged man in armor, with a ferocious face and sweat dripping down his cheek, left a clear mark on his face covered with mud.

Each time, you need to use both hands to resist the fire.

Yuzhibo Zhengtian, the commander of fenglingchuan battlefield, is one of the top decision-making members of yuzhibo family.

This is the fenglingchuan battlefield. Compared with the Fengjian and the valley, maybe there is no more fierce frontal attack there, but the pressure is undoubtedly greater. Because they do not even have the qualification to fight frontal assault, they can only retreat and defend. When they are in close combat, with their current equipment, they really lack the confidence to defend.

"Everyone, the art of fireball, prepare!" He roared again, and all the people in the front row of the trench stood up and spewed out a flame, large or small, towards the front, converging like a sea of fire towards each other.

The Ninjas in the other side's troops responded quickly and used water escape to resist. Large waves sprang up, interlaced with the sea of fire, and a large amount of water mist rose and made a hissing sound.

"My Lord, my Lord!"

In the yuzhibo trench, a 30-year-old ethnic group quickly moved to yuzhibo's main field and yelled.Yu Zhibo Zhengtian saw him and quickly turned around and asked, "what do you say about the wind and the valley? Have we sent our help?"

The visitor touched the sweat on his face. His name was yuzhibo KANGYI, who was yuzhibo Zhengtian's deputy.

"My Lord, we have contacted through the warhawks. The wind and the valley can't send out any manpower. At the same time, a thousand hands have launched an attack on them. The attack is fierce. It seems that they have built up our family. They can't support us now."

Yu Zhibo Zhengtian's face was heavy. He looked back at the slow, but extremely firm, thousand hand endurance army. He gritted his teeth and said, "it's up to us to defend Feng Lingchuan with flesh and blood."

Yu Zhibo KANGYI grinned bitterly and looked at the many people who were tired. He said, "my Lord, with our present state and equipment, the probability of defending is too low."

Yuzhibo Zhengtian took a deep look at him and said: "KANGYI, you should know that we are in the battlefield. The order given to us by the patriarch at that time was to guard fenglingchuan at all costs. Now the patriarch has not ordered to retreat, so our mission is still to defend here, even if the price is our own life."

As he said this, he came to the front of the trench and yelled with a loud voice of chakra: "all brothers in the battlefield, look at me now. I am yuzhibo Zhengtian, the commander-in-chief here. I have just received the news that another battlefield, fengjianhegu, is also in war, unable to support us. At this moment, we can only rely on ourselves.

I know that we have been guarding for so many years and fighting for such a long time, we are tired. But before we have a rest, we can't fall or retreat. We are the south wing of the wind and valley. If we fall, the main battlefield will face a major crisis. Once the main battlefield fails, our families, our ethnic areas and our children will all face disaster. I We have no way back, we must hold here, no reinforcements, no supplies, only the blood in our hearts, only the faith to protect our families.

Now, you look at me, I'm standing here, and I'll always be here, I swear, never step back, because one step back is the abyss.

I hereby order that all of you hold your weapons and prepare to fight in close quarters. If I am killed, the command will automatically transfer to yuzhibo KANGYI. If yuzhibo KANGYI is killed, the command will automatically fall on yuzhibo Haiji. If even yuzhibo Haiji is also killed in battle, yuzhibo Yansheng will be ordered. This order is issued. If any of you see me step back, you can not Hesitantly cut off my head, but correspondingly, if anyone dares to step back, I will kill him on the ground.

Life and death war, show your blood, today, a thousand hands will be defeated! "

Yuzhibo Zhengtian's roar reverberated throughout the battlefield. All the clansmen were filled with blood. Yuzhibo KANGYI took the lead in yelling: "follow the Lord, today a thousand hands will be defeated!"

"A thousand hands will fail!" "A thousand hands will fail!" "A thousand hands will fail!"

All the yuzhibo people tore and roared at the same time, and their eyes were red. The roar of more than 2000 ninjas reverberated across the battlefield, spreading far and far, and even into the ears of thousands of hands in the distance.

The commander of a thousand hands in the distance looked over there and frowned: "yuzhibo Zhengtian has mobilized the morale. This bone is not easy to gnaw." ..

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