Psychic Card Master

"Fight to the death and never retreat!!"

"Fight to the death and never retreat!"

"Fight to the death and never retreat!"

All the allied troops of the Demon Hunting Corps were burning with raging anger at this moment, and the flames of revenge continued to burn.

The momentum has reached the highest peak in history.

Death will spread in every alliance army of the demon hunting corps.

From the first moment they stepped into the Zhongzhou battlefield, all alliance troops were ready to die on this battlefield.

Before, the fear of death and the desperate physical instinct of the battle situation were affecting everyone.

But when everyone saw the leaders of the Demon God of Rage, Long Kai who died on the battlefield, and Chen Feng who fell with all his might!

They have no reason not to be angry. This anger is aimed at the demons and at themselves!

Facing the demon god, the commanders did not despair, did not give up, they are worthy of the dead commander Long Kai here, are they worthy of the commander Chen Feng? !

Boom boom boom——

There are even countless people who exploded with tyrannical strength directly at the cost of their lives.

At this moment, the tragedy of the Demon Hunt Corps seemed to resound in the sky above the Demon Realm.

...

"Chen Feng!"

"Chen Feng!"

In the sky, Chen Feng, who fell unconsciously, landed directly in the arms of Lin You, the fastest member of Chen Feng's team.

Everyone in Chen Feng's team rushed up, and the surrounding demons wanted to interfere, but the surrounding alliance army was simply too crazy!

"Don't even think about getting close to Chen Feng!"

"Those who approach Chen Feng! Die!"

Regardless of whether it was the brothers of Chen Feng's company or not, they were full of blood at this moment. They used their physical bodies to build a solid line of defense for Chen Feng, and forcibly blocked the violent demons from the line of defense.

One brother fell, and the following brothers rushed up one after another, preventing anyone from approaching the fallen Chen Feng.

Everyone can see how long Chen Feng has been fighting in this battle.

Without Chen Feng, they would be dead now!

"Fang Miao!"

When everyone put Chen Feng on the ground and felt the vitality in Chen Feng, no matter it was Linglong, Lin You or Ye Xiaoxiao, they all heaved a sigh of relief.

At least Chen Feng is not dead, there is hope if he is not dead!

Fang Miao rushed to Chen Feng's side with a stride, Linglong's facial features were trembling.

Chen Feng's miserable state was shocking, his seven orifices were bleeding, and he fell into a deep sleep.

Fang Miao breathed a sigh of relief after investigating a bit:

"The body is fine."

"Seriously wounded."

He is too familiar with this damage to the soul. If Fang Miao is given enough time, he can completely help Chen Feng recover to his peak state.

Don't forget that almost all of his time in Zhongyu was spent studying how to treat cases of damaged spirits.

Even the bigwigs and experts in the medical field would not understand this better than him.

"Can it be cured?"

"No problem...but..."

When they heard the word no problem, all the members of Chen Feng's team were relieved, and the panic in their hearts was finally let go.

But the next moment, everyone looked at the surrounding battlefield!

"but……"

Can they get out of this battlefield?

...

At this moment, the Demon Hunt Corps has completely plunged into madness.

Under this general trend, the demons are on the contrary.

Blood splattered, and the battlefield was already a mess!

In the sky, the remaining Eternal Realm powerhouses also burned their blood and forcibly killed Mo Xiao!

"He's dying!"

"Siege and kill him!"

The damage caused by Chen Feng is visible to the naked eye. Mo Xiao is no longer at his peak state. Both the soul and the body have been severely injured by Chen Feng. In fact, Lan Feiyu and others in the battle can feel it.

Mo Xiao was thinking about everything he felt in the world of spirits and souls, he hesitated for a moment, and was hit by Lan Feiyu on the devil's body, and he burst out with a bang!

After such a moment of hesitation, the desire to kill in Mo Xiao's heart regained the upper hand, and once again burst out the billowing demonic energy, constantly blasting towards the elites of the Ten Thousand Races Alliance!

This battle can be described as shocking, weeping ghosts and gods.

The demon hunting corps and the demon army, which were burning with death ambitions, suffered countless deaths and injuries, and the corpses had piled up into mountains, covering the entire plain! !

The battle lasted for a full day and night.

None of the soldiers of the Demon Hunting Corps thought about surviving this battle. All they thought about was killing one to make money, and killing two to earn blood!

"Being able to die with my brothers!"

"My life, Chen Xiong, is worth it!"

This middle-aged man named Chen Xiong was penetrated by the demons in the next moment.

"Being able to fight side by side with my brothers, I have no regrets in this life!"

Blood spread across the plains, and the sky was stained with blood.

For a whole day and night, only nine of the original twenty-eight experts in the Eternal Realm remained...

Lan Xiang, Beiling Jing, Dai Mu...

All the strong men were pierced by Mo Xiao in the bloody battle.

"Brother Xiu!"

"Uncle Xiu..."

In the sky, another Eternal Realm expert of the Qi family was pierced by Mo Xiao, and it was Mo Xiu.

Of the nine Eternal Realm powerhouses, only eight remain.

Whether it is Mo Xiao or the surviving Lan Feiyu, Zhao Lou, they have all reached their limit.

On the ground, Mo Xiao, who was also seriously injured, crawled to Mo Xiu's side!

"want……"

"Become stronger……"

"It must... become stronger..."

When he was on the verge of death, Mo Xiu exhausted all his strength to say these words to Mo Xiao with difficulty.

Then all vitality was lost.

Fell into the Demon Realm.

"Uncle Xiu..."

"Uncle Xiu!"

"Ahhhh—"

"Ahhhh—"

Mo Xiao was crying beside Mo Xiu, he could only scream angrily in despair.

In this battle, the Demon Hunt Corps suffered numerous casualties.

In desperation——

"Um?"

At this moment, Mo Xiao, who originally planned to slaughter all the demon hunting corps, suddenly felt the tyrannical energy from afar.

That is……

The army of the Ten Thousand Races Alliance!

From the east, tyrannical fluctuations of spiritual power emerged in the east! !

"That is……"

"That is……"

Almost all members of the demon clan and the demon hunting corps looked towards the east!

"snort."

Mo Xiao snorted coldly, feeling the serious injury in his body, and didn't intend to continue fighting, turned around and exploded with amazing speed!

Mo Xiao wanted to leave, but with Lan Feiyu, Zhao Lou and the others couldn't stop him with their strength.

"Ah-"

Zhao Lou's eyes were completely red, and when he was about to chase after Mo Xiao's figure, Lan Feiyu hugged him down!

"That is……"

"Reinforcements."

When the word reinforcements fell into the ears of the Demon Hunting Corps, the brothers of the Demon Hunting Corps did not feel any joy at all or were relieved to see hope.

It was replaced by confusion.

Completely confused.

The tenth company has more than a thousand people, and now there are only two hundred brothers left.

The other companies suffered heavy casualties!

They don't know what they should be thinking now, they just instinctively fight, fight, and fight again.

The anger burned out.

Many brothers have fallen on this battlefield that is enough to be recorded in the annals of history.