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Chapter 168 Powerless

The atmosphere in the team was solemn, and everyone silently climbed into the giant airship and advanced towards the battlefield. After setting up camp in the afternoon, Ning Chengfeng got into the tent again and practiced behind closed doors.

The next day, the eight brigades of the Baser War Zone, dressed in uniform black clothes, gathered at the temporary base on the grassland.

The sky was gloomy, with dark clouds all over the sky. Vultures were circling low in the sky, chirping excitedly, as if they had seen bloody food.

The battle flags roared in the cold wind, and the atmosphere was depressing. The robot mortals and monks were either gearing up, feeling uneasy, dejected, or expressionless...

Dozens of kilometers away was the white army of the Shilu Sect, which was also divided into multiple formations. Each side dispatched more than 30,000 troops, and the marshals were all Mahayana kings.

Ning Chengfeng did not dare to release his consciousness to find the one he loved, so he could only stand quietly and wait for an attack.

The war is about to break out. Missiles, laser cannons, magic weapons or talismans, etc., are roaring towards the enemy.

The neutron light shield is activated, blocking most attacks, but there are still some powerful weapons that can be fired into the opponent's camp.

The explosions and smoke became increasingly dense, and the unlucky mortal warriors were about to die at the first touch.

The baptism of artillery fire and fighter jets lasted for more than two hours, and the leaders of both sides issued instructions for ground combat in a tacit understanding.

The Sunrei sect is divided into three forces. The center army and the left wing each have three teams, while the right wing has only two. They have the fewest people, but they are all elite.

In today's layout, the center's combat power is above average and needs to be stabilized; the left wing is weak and focuses on defense and strives not to be defeated; the right wing is the key and shoulders the key mission of cutting through the enemy's formation.

The horn sounded, the center slowly advanced, and the two wings were the first to encounter and fight.

The seventh team belongs to the Chinese army, and Ning Chengfeng's position is very close to the left wing. As soon as the battle started, he impatiently released his soul and searched to the left for Xelia or Xie Wen.

Six minutes later, he was lucky enough to find Xie Wen in the middle of a fierce battle, far to the left.

The Chinese armies of both sides finally came into close combat. Ning Chengfeng drew on his experience of showing off at sea and rushed towards the enemy "bravely".

He took the initiative to fight with two men in gold and white clothes, but was "forced" by his opponent to retreat to the left.

After crossing the dividing line and joining the melee on the left, he injured an opponent and "escaped" into his own team.

Ning Chengfeng roamed the left wing, sometimes severely injuring his opponents, and sometimes running away "injured".

He needs to cross many small and medium-sized battle groups, and in order not to attract the attention of experts, he cannot be too sharp, so the "performance" is really hard.

"Chengfeng, this won't work, we must seek change." Lingxi couldn't help but remind him.

"How to change?"

"You have to switch to the Nascent Soul stage's 'vest' to move quickly."

He trudged forward for more than ten kilometers and took a corpse of a late-stage Nascent Soul into the ring, while the other party's token was quietly hung on his chest.

As Ning Chengfeng fought, he slowly changed his appearance and aura. The dead monks were "resurrected" and galloped around the battlefield alive and well.

He directly made a "space jump" and rushed to Xie Wen's side.

There were many bloody holes in the beauty's body, which was too horrible to look at. Ning Chengfeng helped her block most of the attacks, and then sent a message:

"Fourth Miss, I am Ning Chengfeng. You pretend to be seriously injured and fall to the ground. I will rescue you."

"Chengfeng, is that you?" Xie Wen was filled with surprises.

Her breath quickly "withered", she was slashed away by her opponent's sword, and she could no longer get up.

The enemy was about to take her life, but unexpectedly a swordsman arrived and struck her with swords continuously, severely injuring her.

Ning Chengfeng picked up Xie Wen, stuffed two pills into her mouth, and quickly asked: "Where is Xelia?"

"She's on the right."

"Ah, why aren't I with you?" Ning Chengfeng's heart skipped a beat.

"She was accepted as a disciple by Ji Mo, and she insists on accompanying the master to the right wing. It's very dangerous there, so hurry up and save her."

Ning Chengfeng didn't have time to elaborate and directly moved Xie Wen into the gravel.

There are Mahayana Lords in the war zone, as well as many combined powers. Directly using "space jump" or "starry sky walk" to carry out large-scale transfers is tantamount to courting death.

He did the next best thing and divided the battlefield into multiple small squares based on the positions of the high-level monks.

Every "space jump" is only done within a block, but no matter how careful you are, you will always get entangled and get into fierce battles several times.

He was worried about his girlfriend's safety and had no mercy. Anyone who stood in his way would be his life-and-death enemy.

More than two hours later, covered in blood, he reached the edge of the right wing.

Ning Chengfeng's eyes were red, like a madman, and he released his soul without any scruples to search for Shelia.

His consciousness encountered high-level monks several times, and three of them responded with soul attacks, giving him a splitting headache.

He finally discovered the beauty of his sweetheart. She had just broken through to the Great Perfection of Nascent Soul, and her state was not yet stable.

Shelia's mana was mostly depleted, her breath was weak, and she was scarred. She and two comrades were besieging a peak Nascent Soul that had been sacrificed to the Yang God.

Ning Chengfeng's soul is in danger, where is the siege? It was clear that a man in white was fighting one against three, and was suppressing his opponents, unable to break free. In desperation, Ning Chengfeng used "Earth Dragon Escape" and galloped underground until he was blocked by an "earth wall".

He drilled into the small space, controlled the gravel to squeeze into the "earth wall", and then rotated at high speed to pass through the barrier.

He jumped out of the small space and continued to fly with "Earth Dragon Escape". Several times in a row, he encountered a restriction that could not be broken, and he had to return to the battlefield.

He had already advanced halfway, and once again glanced at Shelia with his spiritual consciousness, he found that one of the three people "besieged" had fallen. Each side has a Nascent Soul teammate join in, creating a two-on-three situation.

Shelia's mana is close to exhaustion, and she can only overdraw her potential. If it continues, she will definitely fall into the realm, and it will be difficult to improve. But in order to survive, I no longer care about so much.

In the distance, Ji Mo noticed his apprentice's miserable state and wanted to rescue him, but was entangled by two high-level fusions and was unable to escape.

Ning Chengfeng was so furious that he tried his best to avoid the powerful enemy, constantly changing his route, and rushing for reinforcements with continuous "space jumps" and curves.

He didn't dare to rashly remind Xelia to cower, because the beauty was fighting for her life and suddenly disturbed her mind and broke her defense.

Just as he was getting closer, Shelia's strongest comrade was pierced through the head by Bai Yi's sword. The black beauty was horrified and threw an offensive talisman before blocking the sword.

The sword cultivator thrust out a crooked sword, leaving her unable to dodge, so she had no choice but to use Ran Kuang's "Crazy Sand". Yellow sand rolled, flying sand splashed in all directions, and her figure disappeared into the dust.

The white-clothed swordsman smiled contemptuously: "I'm a little skilled, I'll take my arm off you first."

The long sword pierced the "sea of ​​sand", and suddenly he felt his soul surge like a sea tide. When he was distracted, the flying sword lost its aim and sprang out from the other side.

The sword cultivator said softly, feeling slightly surprised. The long sword turned around and dug into the yellow sand.

He monitored his consciousness closely and was concentrating on it. Two crescent moons rose from the sea of ​​​​soul, and the moonlight was bright and reflected each other. The two moons teleported, overlapped, and shot out dazzling white light.

The swordsman felt chilled in his heart. He mobilized 10% of his soul power and fired thousands of arrows to destroy the Soul Moon.

The flying sword sprang out from the "Crazy Sand", but still got nothing. "It's interesting. Be careful, I'm about to make a killing move."

"Just kill, are you afraid?" Black Beauty knew that it would be difficult to resist the enemy, but she continued to burn her potential with the blood of a noble.

Wielding a spear, coupled with agile body skills and the weird "Burning Sky", with the blessing of the "Six Transformations", he took the initiative to attack ten moves.

The sword cultivator was unexpectedly injured and was slightly injured. Shelia's potential is about to be exhausted, and her momentum is rapidly declining. The man in white strangely drew his sword and removed the beauty's right arm.

The sword cultivator clicked his tongue and marveled: "The person is beautiful, the spear is wonderful, and the strange fire and field are even rarer. Such a treasure falling into your hands is really a waste of nature. I'm sorry, I will destroy it with my own hands."

The flying sword glided in the air, jumping in a wave pattern. With a muffled groan, a large hole was opened in Shelia's left chest, and the sword energy penetrated, destroying her vitality.

Black Beauty had no time to regenerate her limbs, so under the cover of Ran Kuang's "Dark Night", she used her body to interpret the killing gun intention and kicked the enemy with flying legs.

She silently said in her heart: "Chengfeng, farewell!"

The man in white sighed: "That's all, you can be considered a fierce woman, so I'll keep your remnant soul. I can use it to inquire about the field of enlightenment in the future."

He waved his sword continuously, and in the dark night, silver light suddenly appeared. The light intertwined into a grid, becoming more and more intense, gradually breaking through the darkness and illuminating the area.

Shelia's figure was revealed, and the sword net was about to be fired instantly. A green light suddenly appeared, and the neutron light shield hidden in the protective necklace was activated, blocking the fatal attack for her.

"The nobles have so many tricks, so I'll let you try this." He painfully threw an ancient talisman paper with a small sword drawn on it.

The talisman turned into a white sword light and merged into the long sword in the air. The sword shook, as if it was injected with hormones, and it jumped up excitedly and rushed into the green light.

The necklace pushed the energy to the extreme, but it was still difficult to resist. With a crisp sound, the pendant exploded.

The long sword passed through the beauty's lower abdomen, destroying the Dantian, and the blazing white light entered the body, damaging the organs and killing the Nascent Soul villain.

If the man in white had not wanted to keep her for questioning, Yuanshen would not have been spared. Even so, most of Shelia's souls have been destroyed by the flames.

A silver short gun shot out of her head, with determination and hatred to die resolutely, perfectly interpreting the crazy gun intention.

The sword cultivator swung out his palm, but the silver spear was blocked, suddenly softened and lengthened, turned into a flying rope, and shot into the enemy's shoulder.

The front end of the long rope turned into countless small soul guns, which were released in all directions. The sword energy in the white-clothed man's body exploded, binding them into a small ball.

The gun was full of humiliation and unwillingness. It roared and charged several times, but could not break through. Finally, he whimpered a few times and was destroyed by the sword energy.

A desperate roar came from two distant places.

The sword cultivator didn't care about the screams of Ning Chengfeng and Ji Mo. He stretched out his hand and put Xelia, the spear, and the rhythmic severed arm into the space magic weapon.

He and his companions killed the remaining black-clothed warrior, jumped up, joined a new battle group, and continued killing and plundering.

Ning Chengfeng watched helplessly as his girlfriend struggled to her death, but was unable to do anything. He felt like his heart was pierced by knives, and he was filled with grief and anger.

Waves of sorrow and sorrow surged into my heart, tears were about to fall, and the burning anger and overwhelming hatred in my body was overwhelming.

The tightness in his chest was unbearable, almost ready to explode. His blood-red eyes were like ancient ferocious beasts, staring fixedly at the pair of fellow apprentices who were blocking the way.

(End of this chapter)