Lord of the night.

Chapter 1039 Success! [Two in One]

A sharp whistle sounded.

It is the retreat signal for the Divine Weasel Cult and the Spirit Snake Cult.

Fang Che continued to chase and kill, taking action in various battles, and rescued teams of Weiwo Zhengjiao masters one after another.

Farther away, Yan Beihan wielded his sword as fast as the wind and started killing people.

Bi Yunyan's soul-splitting spear and long sword kept attacking, strictly protecting Yan Beihan's back. The two women joined forces and their work was seamless.

When Fang Che rushed over, Yan Beihan had just pierced Dong Yuanping's shoulder with a sword and kicked him in the dantian, sending him flying hundreds of feet away!
Although Dong Yuanping also has the cultivation level of a ninth-grade Saint Lord, his combat power is far inferior to Yan Beihan.

If Yan Beihan hadn't considered the fishing action after going out, this sword could have killed him!

Fang Che came from afar, and the red mist rose. Dong Yuanping was most afraid of the Night Demon now. He was terrified when he saw it: "Retreat! Retreat quickly!"

But Fang Che's sword flashed, and one ice field after another continued to form, freezing the masters of the Divine Weasel and Spirit Snake inside. He calmly drew his sword and killed them one by one.

Go around and return to the original place.

Covered in blood, he looked like he had walked out of hell.

The blood of the Only Orthodox Church and the blood of the Divine Weasel Snake on the ground along the way almost covered the ankles!

Feng Yun's face was extremely gloomy, and he just patted Fang Che on the shoulder: "Thank you for your hard work."

Then he faced the gathered leaders and said sternly, "Count the number of people!"

After an inspection.

Feng Yun was instantly burning with anger!

I have worked hard to maintain it for ninety-five years, bringing in three hundred thousand troops, and before today's battle, there were still more than two hundred and eighty thousand.

But after today's battle, there are only the current 110,000 plus those left in the camp!
More than 150,000 people, close to 160,000, died in such a short period of time!
These are all treasures of the major families of the Solitary Orthodox Church, and also all the elites of the younger generation of the entire Solitary Orthodox Continent who have entered in this wave!
Even the masters of the nine major families died more than 200, and 25 of their direct descendants died!
It was obvious that the move taught by the Divine Weasel was premeditated.

Keep an eye on everyone's goals in advance.

Suddenly creating chaos, and then more than 60,000 people rushed in to kill people at the same time. If we calculate that two people kill one person, more than 30,000 people will die in an instant. What's more, it's not just two people killing one person.

Some people even killed several at a time!
In that sudden chaos, the people of the Somali Orthodoxy had no fighting power at all.

Moreover, the target of the Divine Weasel Sect and the Spirit Snake Sect was clear: they would never touch the high-ranking disciples surrounded by the crowd, because if they did, the other party's guards would come out, which would reduce their lethality.

Therefore, their targets are basically those ordinary masters.

The results were brilliant.

Now the 110,000 survivors gathered in 11 places, forming 11 groups.

Including Feng Yun, Feng Xing, Feng Xue and others, everyone was filled with an extremely foul odor.

Even Sun Wutian, Yan Nan and others were not immune to this stench, let alone them.

Feng Yun looked at the sea of ​​blood.

After a moment of silence, he said softly, "Master Yan, thank you for your hard work."

Yan Beihan's face turned pale. Seeing such a sea of ​​blood and corpses, she was also extremely uncomfortable. But she suppressed her anger and said lightly, "It's okay."

Then he gave the order: "Lingkong, Xi Yun! Xiao Jue! Zhan Meng! Lu Yuan!"

"My subordinate is here!"

Lingkong and others stood up.

But Xiao Jue did not respond.

"Master Yan, Xiao Jue...is dead."

Lingkong looked sad.

"Pack up the bodies. Prepare to take them back!"

Yan Beihan put his hands behind his back, a look of sadness on his face, and said slowly: "This time... the losses are a bit too great."

Feng Yun was silent, and waved his hand to give an order: "Bai Ye, Xiong Ying, Yu Cheng! The three of you stay with your people to protect Lord Yan and assist Lord Yan!"

"Everyone else, follow me into the palace."

Feng Yun's face was a little stiff.

But he suppressed all his dissatisfaction and anger, including the anger of "I have repeatedly warned you but you have ignored me".

It’s no use scolding now!

The most important thing now is the book.

He was just waiting for this fight to be over before the thundering rage would subside.

The other side.

Dong Yuanping led thousands of people and emerged quietly.

"Feng Yun! You're going in. Have you asked me?"

On the other side, She Menglong and his men also appeared quietly at the same time.

The Night Devil is fierce.

But they all have reasons that they cannot give up. This is almost the last interest of the three parties!
And this is a treasure book!
A treasure book that can determine the survival of a sect!
So the two of them came anyway.

Moreover, just when we retreated, a suicide squad had already been deployed!
Yes, the Night Demon is fierce, we admit it. But we are willing to sacrifice our lives for yours! We will exchange the lives of one hundred people for one Night Demon. If one hundred people are not enough, then we will use one thousand!
Yes, you are strong. We don't ask to fight you to death! We sacrificed hundreds of lives, just to make you seriously injured and unable to participate in the battle! Is that okay?

Then the rest of us can still fight!
She Menglong and Dong Yuanping discussed this seriously and both believed that it was absolutely feasible.

Feng Yun's eyes were fixed, and he immediately sent a message: "Ye Mo, they are using extreme tactics, be careful of their life-threatening tactics!"

Fang Che's expression remained unchanged as he said, "I'll be careful."

Feng Yun nodded, feeling satisfied.

This is what he admired most about Night Demon. He would never take things for granted and confidently say, "It's okay! Risking your life? I don't care at all!"

That kind of complacency will definitely lead to trouble.

But Night Devil was always cautious. This was so rare!

The palace gate was just a few hundred feet away, shrouded in white mist.

On this side, the three parties were confronting each other and refusing to give in.

After the tragic trauma, the strength of the Only Orthodox Church has dropped sharply. Moreover, the fighting spirit is not high, and the fighting spirit is even a little broken.

The Divine Weasel Sect and the Spirit Snake Sect each suffered nearly ten thousand casualties in the previous battle; but compared to the Solitary Orthodox Sect, the ratio of casualties was ten to one.

Although he was killed by the Night Demon, he had the psychological advantage when facing the other members of the Solitary Orthodoxy.

Especially after seeing those guys smelling foul and with deep fear in their eyes, they became even more eager to fight.

Apparently, the antinomians are worried about another fart attack.

That is really... unbearable to look back on!
Feng Yun took a deep breath, looked around, and said calmly: "Dong Yuanping, She Menglong, how many of you are left? Do you all have to die here?"

Dong Yuanping's eyes were bloodshot: "Feng Yun, you are the only one who is orthodox, but didn't you lose more than half of your group? Don't talk about the second brother, what are you pretending for?"

Feng Yun sneered, "The Divine Weasel Sect has 150,000 people coming in this time. There are less than 50,000 people left here. The Spirit Snake Sect, She Menglong, do you still have 45,000 people?"

They are all super masters, and with a quick glance of their powerful spiritual perception, they can roughly know the number of people.

Dong Yuanping and She Menglong both felt a pain in their hearts.

Now, the Divine Weasel Cult has only 48,000 members at most; and the Spirit Snake Cult is even worse, with only 43,000.

One hundred and fifty thousand people!
She Menglong sneered, "We are just eliminating the dross and retaining the essence. Although we have sacrificed a lot, those who remain are all elites!"

This statement is not wrong.

Just a little cold-blooded.

Feng Yun said slowly: "We are the only orthodox sect. This time, there are nearly 280,000 people. In the battle just now, we lost 160,000! There are only more than 110,000 left!"

His voice was sad, yet filled with inexplicable power.

"It's not that we are weak. It's that we fell into the enemy's cunning tricks. If we fight head-on, we can annihilate you with only 20,000 or 30,000 casualties. But dying in this stench for no reason is a great shame for us, the righteous people!!"

"All those who died in the battle died in humiliation and could not rest in peace!"

Feng Yun's words were like a clear spring, flowing into the hearts of the people of the Only righteous religion.

Everyone gasped at the same time.

Yes.

Young Master Yun was right, we were much stronger than them, but we were defeated by this extreme stench, and those who died were really miserable!

The phrase "die with eyes open" really touched everyone's heart.

"The responsibility for this battle loss is certainly mine."

Feng Yun said sternly: "But everyone, share the responsibility! Can you really follow my orders?!"

Everyone lowered their heads in shame.

Although Young Master Yun said so, everyone understood that Young Master Yun was really irresponsible! In order to prevent the stench, Young Master Yun had made arrangements for seventy or eighty years!
He repeated this order every now and then.

Can I blame the commander if I and others were disobedient and didn't take it seriously?
"Next, the battle of the treasure book!"

Feng Yun said calmly: "If you still want to die in such a miserable way! Then I have nothing to say, and I won't even give you any orders!"

"Your life is your own. And I, Feng Yun, will not die here no matter what! Everyone knows this!"

"After this battle, you all know that you will face my wrath and accountability!"

"I'll just watch this battle! After this battle, I'll kill you or chop you up, depending on how you perform in this battle!"

"This time, I have a butcher's knife! Someone will definitely lose his head! I have military law! It's ready to fall on you!"

Feng Yun's eyes were bloodshot: "If you want to be exempted from responsibility! Exchange it with the head of the Divine Weasel Spirit Snake!!"

All the people who believe in the righteousness of the Self-Imperialism had gleams of light in their eyes at the same time.

They knew that they would definitely be severely punished if they returned this time! Especially those who didn't even have perfume powder or a towel on them, they would probably lose their heads this time.

I'm feeling anxious.

But, there is a way out.

He could actually kill someone and take the blame!
The demons felt like they were about to explode.

No matter what, we have to grab a head!
Feng Yun's few words made everyone's murderous intent surge to the sky!
There is no need even to deliberately incite.

After he finished speaking, he paused for a moment, suddenly waved his hand, and shouted: "Kill! I'll see who can escape my military law!!"

With a roar, the sky collapsed and the earth shattered!

One hundred and one hundred thousand members of the Weiwo Orthodox Church rushed out simultaneously.

Including Feng Xingchen, Yun Bifeng and others, they were all fighting for their lives at this moment.

Because they know Feng Yun's temper better, this young master will definitely start from the top and kill the chicken to scare the monkey!
A battle as devastating as a landslide suddenly broke out.

Fang Che moved, red mist suddenly spread, and he was the first to rush out.

And the other side.

Dong Yuanping roared wildly: "Kill all of us who are the orthodox religion!"

The transformed God Weasel followers also rushed up madly. The moment was deafening, and at the moment of close combat, countless God Weasel followers released foul and poisonous gas again!

But the Orthodox Church was prepared for this wave.

If we don’t guard against this wave, we’ll all deserve to die.

Although they were also fighting in an awful stench, and although the people of the righteous sect were also feeling extremely uncomfortable, their fighting power was not hampered in the slightest.

Instead, he became even crazier: You used this trick to plot against me once and you want to do it a second time! ?
I'm going crazy thinking about you!
As Fang Che leaped up, ten Saint Lord masters rushed over fearlessly. Ten masters from the Spirit Snake Sect also leaped high into the air, transformed into giant pythons, and entangled with him.

Judging from the trend, they are going to entangle those ten Divine Weasel masters together, without distinguishing between friend and foe, just to kill the Night Demon!

The ten followers of the Divine Weasel had clearly disregarded life and death, and rushed forward madly, becoming one with their bodies and swords.

Behind these ten people, several waves of people rushed out frantically.

Fang Che snorted.

The Ice Soul Sword suddenly unfolded.

The sword shone brightly, and the sky and the earth suddenly became freezing cold.

Huge lumps of ice immediately formed in the air.

No matter whether it was the divine weasel or the spirit snake, they were all frozen and could not move forward at all.

Not to mention getting close to him and fighting for one's life, one couldn't even get within twenty feet of him.

At the same time, thousands of sword energies flashed by, and more than two thousand followers of the Divine Weasel and Spirit Snake Sect were injured at the same time, with the wounds created by Fang Che himself acting as a medium.

The Blood Smoke Hand suddenly launched with all its strength.

With a hissing sound, the two thousand fighting Divine Weasel and Spirit Snake masters instantly turned into dried mummies.

Ice Soul Deadly Needle!
This is the most suitable move for group battles among the Ice Soul Sword.

Bai Jing once used this move to kill a group of thousands of guardians with one sword!
Now in Fang Che's hands, the power is not inferior at all, and even better. Because of the dense crowd below, everyone is piled up together, you are in me, I am in you, but all the people of the Only Orthodox Church are actually unharmed!

After three consecutive sword strikes, more than four thousand people died on the spot. Then Fang Che turned around and continued to shoot out large lumps of ice in the air.

Then kill all the frozen people.

He was calm and composed, and even took a break from his busy schedule to lift the sky with a knife, blowing all the stench high into the air.

"Lord Night Devil! Lord Night Devil!"

All the masters of the Only We Orthodox Church cheered in unison, and at this moment their fighting spirit was almost boiling!
The act of gathering all the stench and lifting it up to the sky is simply a skill required of a god!
The people below were directly liberated.

I could even take the towel off my nose, it suddenly felt so comfortable.

Dong Yuanping's eyes widened, and someone next to him said, "Young Master, the life-and-death tactics are no longer effective. Night Demon has broken through the shackles of the peak of martial arts!"

Dong Yuanping's eyes went dark: "Bang bang...breakthrough!?"

Look closely.

Suddenly, he felt weak all over: "Really... a breakthrough?"

Feng Yun suddenly became excited: "Ye Mo! Have you made a breakthrough?"

Fang Che stood in the air, the magic fog raging: "Young Master Yun's eyes are as sharp as a torch. Just now, he fought with Mo Ganyun desperately and luckily broke through the last barrier and took a step forward. However, Mo Ganyun also broke through."

Feng Yun was ecstatic: "It doesn't matter if Mo Ganyun breaks through! The most important thing is that you break through! Hahahaha... Kill these stinky skunks and stinky snakes for me!"

"Order!"

Fang Che's magic fog expanded again.

The body appears and disappears mysteriously.

It seems that Night Demon is killing everyone, but in fact it is not the case. The battlefield is too large, with hundreds of thousands of masters fighting, and the range is definitely not something that Fang Che can take care of alone.

He could only kill in a big circle.

But wherever they went, all the followers of the Divine Weasel and the Spirit Snake were killed.

This time, there was no holding back at all!

Too many people have died in the Solomon's Church.

Fang Che arrived a step late on purpose; too many people from the Weiwo Zheng Sect died, but the strength of the Divine Weasel Sect and the Spirit Snake Sect must be completely defeated!

Fang Che was even more ruthless about this.

After one circle, more than 10,000 people had died by the sword.

But Dong Yuanping and She Menglong rushed towards the palace desperately.

Feng Yun and Yan Beihan led Feng Xue, Chen Xue and others, fighting desperately while rushing towards the palace!
Yan Beihan's hurried voice transmission entered Fang Che's ears: "The treasure book is not bound to the soul, and it is not an exclusive item. If there is time, let Feng Yun get the treasure book. He needs the treasure book's merits now to face the pressure from outside."

Fang Che understood immediately.

Yan Beihan's words were, firstly, a way of returning a favor, and secondly, of considering the overall situation.

Feng Yun once said that he could not afford the consequences of too many deaths.

Now it has come to that point. This time, the death toll was too high, beyond expectations and beyond Feng Yun's ability to bear.

So Yan Beihan made this decision.

Let Feng Yun get the treasure book.

Anyway, no matter who gets the martial arts in the book, Ye Mo will be qualified to practice it. It doesn’t matter to Ye Mo who gets it.

Blood Spirit Scripture.

The name says it all.

Dong Yuanping and She Menglong led the top masters of the Divine Weasel and Spirit Snake, and rushed in desperately, attacking Feng Yunyan and Beihan desperately while rushing in, shouting madly: "Outside, stop the Night Demon! I only need half a breath!"

Fang Che let out a long roar, and the colorful sword light formed a mountain, which exploded and flew out with a loud bang.

The Divine Weasel and Spirit Snake masters all around retreated with wounds all over their bodies. Fang Che did not have time to use the Blood Smoke Hand to turn them into dried corpses. He simply raised his arms and rushed down wildly.

The devilish fog rolled down from the sky, and the sword light fell like a rainstorm, almost rushing into the palace at the same time as Feng Yun, Yan Beihan, She Menglong, and Dong Yuanping.

In the main hall, there was also a general in golden armor.

He stood there holding a white light box in his hand.

Standing tall.

Blood mist rolled up. Fang Che used his sword to force back She Menglong, who was in the front, and kicked Dong Yuanping out with his sword: "Get out!"

He immediately reached out to take the white light box.

But before he got it, Yan Beihan's words suddenly rang in his mind.

Fang Che's mind moved, and when his finger was about to touch the box, he suddenly retracted it, spun his body in the air, and pounced madly in the opposite direction towards Dong Yuanping and She Menglong.

A loud roar: "Mr. Yun! You come and collect it! You need it the most!"

Feng Yun saw that Ye Mo was about to get the box. Although he felt a little disappointed that he couldn't get it himself, if Ye Mo got it, it meant that the Solitary Orthodox Church had gotten it as well.

There is nothing to be dissatisfied with.

But he didn't expect that the Night Demon actually gave up when he was about to make contact, and actually let this great achievement fall to himself.

I was a little dazed for a moment.

"Feng Yun! What are you staring at?"

Yan Beihan said angrily: "Go get it now!"

Miss Yan was actually very reluctant: she had given such a great credit to Feng Yun, and now was the time for Ye Mo to show his meritorious service.

When Feng Yun heard the words 'you need it most', he immediately understood everything and felt a surge of heat rising in his heart.

He laughed loudly, his voice solemn: "Night Demon, brother! Thank you very much!"

Stand up tall.

Fang Che used his sword to throw out a lump of ice, and kept pushing Dong Yuanping and She Menglong out. The two men fought desperately, but were driven out by Fang Che's sword one by one.

He stood alone at the entrance of the palace, and used a lump of black ice to freeze all the entrances in an instant.

Yan Beihan, Bi Yunyan, Feng Xue and Chen Xue did not even have any chance to make a move. The four peerless beauties could only stare in shock.

"Night Demon, so powerful!"

There was a gleam of light in Chen Xue and Feng Xue's eyes.

"Young Master Yun, just be calm."

Fang Che laughed and said, "I guarantee that no one will be able to get in within half an hour."

Outside, She Menglong and Dong Yuanping turned around angrily and devoted all their efforts to directing the battle with the masters of the Weiwo Zhengjiao outside.

Now that the six greatest masters of the Weiwo Orthodox Sect are all in the palace, it is the best opportunity to kill the enemy.

If I can't get the treasure book, I'll just kill a few more of your Wei Wo Zheng Sect members!

In the main hall, Feng Yun laughed, composed himself, walked to the statue, and bowed first.

Pray softly.

Then he reached out and took the white light box in his hand.

The moment he took it in his hand, a cloud of blood-colored mist suddenly rose into the sky. As it evaporated in the air, the blood turned into gurgling black smoke!
The white light box flashed in Feng Yun's hand and disappeared without a trace.

Feng Yun was overjoyed: "I succeeded!"

Fang Che laughed loudly and swung his sword. The wind and clouds whistled and thunder exploded.

All the lumps of black ice suddenly exploded outwards.

"rush out!"

Six people came out at the same time.

The battle outside was completely crazy, with countless corpses lying all over the ground. In the midst of the blood and flesh, the three religions of God Weasel, Spirit Snake and Wei Wu were still fighting desperately.

The areas on all sides outside the palace were battlefields.

Every moment, someone fell down. Once someone fell down, they could not stand up at all. The swords and sabers that came from nowhere would instantly turn the body into pieces of minced meat!

In the huge battlefield covering tens of thousands of feet in radius from inside to outside, there was hardly any intact corpse to be found!
"kill!"

Feng Yun rushed out first.

Fang Che also rushed out. Yan Beihan, Bi Yunyan, Feng Xue, and Chen Xue all felt their chests and stomachs churning when they saw this extremely miserable scene. They felt like vomiting, but they forced themselves to hold it back and immediately joined the battle!
The moment the Night Devil's Red Mist rushed out of the palace, the masters of the Only Our Orthodox Sect burst into cheers again.

She Menglong and Dong Yuanping shouted angrily: "Retreat!"

Looking at the night demon on the distant battlefield appearing and sucking up hundreds of blood columns with his shaking hands, the two were furious but there was nothing they could do.

too strong!
It's already strong enough to transcend class.

There is simply no match for it.

The people from the Divine Weasel Sect and the Spirit Snake Sect withdrew from the battlefield at the command, but those who did not have time to withdraw were madly pinned down and killed, falling to the ground with flesh and blood flying everywhere.

All the people who believe in the doctrine of egoism have gone crazy.

At the last moment, Dong Yuanping and She Menglong actually rushed back with their men and killed hundreds of people from the Weiwo Zhengjiao! They didn't know that they were driven out by the Night Demon, they only knew that these two people actually rushed out with a group of masters at the last moment and started a massacre!
(End of this chapter)