Chapter 774: National hate

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At this time, the Changhong Swordsman group of warriors is in a position between danger and danger. They say that they are now facing an enemy nearly five times their own, and the chance of winning is almost zero, but they ca n’t talk about danger now. After all, the combat power of the Chinese warriors are there, and without being attacked, it will not be possible for more than a thousand mutants to directly defeat these warriors!
At this time, the situation of the war was in a state of stalemate. Chinese warriors guarded against death, especially the disciples of the Changhong Sword School relied on the treasure of the town school, Zhou Tianjian, to resist the attack of the mutants.
The Zhou Tianjian array is a housekeeping technique of the Changhong Sword School. The Zhou Tianjian array composed of 981 disciples can evolve for 360 days. Even if the sword array is running, even the fourth-level peak warrior can be trapped in it. This is one. This secret method of borrowing power from heaven and earth cannot even crack the top warriors, let alone these mutants who don't understand anything!
In front of Zhou Tianjian array, a large number of mutants were beheaded, including several fourth-level mutants.
The other disciples gathered at this time next to Zhou Tianjian array, waiting to pick up and kill the enemy, but more enemies were stopped by Zhou Tianjian array.
Although Zhou Tianjian array seemed to have no solution at this time, the real people in Ganyang were anxious. The disciples who presided over the sword array were generally not high-level, only about three levels. After they formed the sword array, although they took the power of the world, it was enough to block thousands of variants. Human offense, but these disciples are limited in their anger. Once they are exhausted, the Zhou Tianjian array will also collapse on its own.
Once the protection of Zhou Tianjian formation is lost, they are less than two hundred warriors who will be involved in the melee by thousands of mutants. Once in the melee, the advantage of the number will be greatly amplified, and it is time for the warrior to turn. We're out of luck!
"Hurry up the attack!"
"What about the Alpha team? Bomb them with energy!"
"You idiots, don't you know that the reinforcements of the other party are coming? Give me a quick attack! I'm going to kill these Chinese people!" Walker frantically urged the mutants under his attack. He is a variant of this team. Commander, is also the eldest son of Linton, vice president of the Mutant Brotherhood!
The root of Walker's so-called hatred for the Chinese warriors was still on Jiang Fei, as early as the Battle of the East. On the way back, Jiang Fei and others encountered the interception of a mutant, and the leader was Walker's twin brother Frost Prince Kid!
However, Kid's child was rather unlucky. He had been spoiled at home since he was a child. He had no one in his eyes. He never expected to meet Jiang Fei when he was sent out for the first time.
I think Jiang Fei was also a gimmick at that time, so he didn't care how deep your background was, dare to pretend to be thirteen in front of Jiang Guanguan? Can that get used to you? As a result, Jiang Fei raised his sword and fell. Kill Kidd!
Because at that time the Brotherhood of Mutants had just received the biochemical information, it was not enough time to turn this technology into strength. So the father and son, Linton and Walker, could only put their hatred in their hearts.
But today, only the fourth-level intermediate Walker was strengthened to the peak of the fourth-level by biochemical technology. He brought people to attack the Chinese warriors. He has unforgettable hatred of the warriors in public and private, so he naturally urged his men. People storm!
"Boom ..."
Attacks in the form of energy such as frost and flames were smashed to the warrior by those mutants with special attributes, but they were all smashed by the sword crickets issued by Zhou Tianjian array, but in order to issue these sword crickets, the eighty-one who presided over the sword array The famous Changhong Sword disciples are already exhausted!
At this time they were completely forcibly supported by their will, and the vitality in their bodies was even on the brink of exhaustion.
Although the mutant attack only lasted less than two hours. But these three-level Changhong Sword disciples are about to die!
"Brother Bai, when are you going to come!" Ganyang real people are also anxious at this time, their level four masters can only stare at this time, because the disciples who make up the sword array must be quite capable, if the strength is not waiting for the sword The array is not operational!
However, if the real people in Qianyang were to come up with the four-level masters of 981, it would be like a dream to the idiots. If they had so many fourth-level masters. What sword array do you use?
"Master! I can't do it!" After insisting for another half an hour, a disciple of Changhong Sword who presided over the sword formation finally couldn't support it. After a spit of effort, he fell to the ground!
"Ah!" The real man in Ganyang snorted, although he felt bad for this disciple. But more afraid of the sword array collapse!
Zhou Tianjian array borrowed strength from heaven and earth. One hundred and ninety-one disciples were indispensable. Now one disciple could not support vomiting blood and passed out. The entire Zhou Tianjian array also stopped operating!
"Ha! Those Chinese people are over! Kill them!" Walker's eyes flashed a surprise!
"Damn! All disciples have withdrawn! Form a defense!" Shouted the real man in Qianyang.
The disciples who originally supported Zhou Tianjian array quickly retreated and snatched back the fainted disciple. These people were exhausted at this time, so they were protected in the middle of the crowd!
At this time, the outer periphery of the defensive circle is naturally more than a dozen fourth-level masters such as Ganyang real people. Then there are those third-level disciples of these small martial arts. Although these people have sixty or seventy people together, there are thousands of mutants who besieged them!
"Kill!" The real person in Qianyang sided with his heart. At this time, he could only fight to resist, waiting for Bai Wanli's reinforcements.
If at this time the real people of Qianyang and others choose to break through, then first of all the exhausted disciples of Changhong Sword School will not be able to survive. UU reading www.uukanshu.com is not only them, it is also difficult for even the third-level disciples of the small martial arts. Out of the siege, only these fourth-level martial arts hope to escape from the sky.
But in that case, the first real person in Qianyang could not agree. These disciples are all elites of the Changhong Sword School and the future of the Changhong Sword School. If they are buried here, the Changhong Sword School is basically over!
The same is true of the heads and elders of other small martial arts. They are small families and small households. There are not many disciples at the third level. If all of them are buried here, they can't afford the loss, so there is a Bai Wanli reinforcement. Under hope, they are not willing to abandon these elite disciples!
"Kill those Chinese people! Don't leave any!" After Zhou Tianjian's collapse, Walker's eyes turned red, and the national enemies hated all of them at this time. He now wanted to eat the meat of the warriors and drink the blood of the warriors!
"Hmm ..."
With the sound of a strange noise, the beastly mutants rushed up, and the energy-supply mutants were bombarded from a distance. Because their power comes from the bloodline, the means of attack is quite simple. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendations, monthly tickets, and your support is my greatest motivation.)