Global martial arts masters: an ordinary duo

Chapter 172 The Allied Forces of the Two Cities Retreat
On the other side of the battlefield, a thin old man said with a smile: "Young people are impatient and can walk faster than an old guy like me."

The strong man from Tianmen City opposite him felt that the spirit of the Tiger Army Commander was completely wiped out, and a strong sense of crisis emerged in his heart, and his expression changed drastically.

The old man in front of me will die with him, right?
The next moment, he immediately turned around and wanted to escape from the battlefield.

"Why are you running away? Did I agree?"

The thin old man laughed, his whole body exuding a rich golden light, and like the old principal, he began to burn his golden body.

At the same time, a huge bloody blade appeared in front of him, constantly absorbing the energy from him.

"Made, these guys are serious."

The high-level strong men in Tianmen City fled frantically, but in the next second, the blood-colored giant blade that gathered the essence of the skinny old man's body cut through the void and came behind him.

Without any hesitation, the blood blade burst out with intense bloody light, and the thin old man's golden body continued to collapse.

"I killed that little guy. If I let you escape, wouldn't I be very embarrassed?"

Along with the thin old man's laughter, a huge sound suddenly sounded, and the whole world was shaken.

After a few seconds.

There was only a slight mental fluctuation left in the air, spreading in the void.

"I'm not ashamed, I can kill an eighth grader!"

……

"Old Ghost Bai is leaving now, and he doesn't even say wait for me."

At the same time, on the other side, a somewhat pudgy old man couldn't help but complain.

The eighth-grade people are so impatient, which makes him, a seventh-grade person, very embarrassed.

"Old ghost Bai, and the little guy from Mowu, wait for me on the road to hell!"

The short and fat old man laughed wildly, condensed a bloody blade, and quickly slashed at his opponent.

"Damn it, the seventh grade is so rubbish. I can't even explode my golden body. The noise won't be as loud as theirs later!"

The short, fat old man roared angrily, and punched his chest with both fists. His internal organs instantly vaporized, turning into a stream of pure energy that merged into the blood blade.

The energy of the blood blade became more and more intense, and the dazzling blood light made the seventh-grade strong men in Tianmen City feel the breath of death.

The other party hurriedly shouted: "City Lord, save me!"

"You must die today, even if the King of Heaven comes here, it will be useless!" The short and fat old man laughed again, and the bloody giant blade suddenly exploded.

With a loud bang, two more high-level experts disappeared from the battlefield.

……

"Boom..."

There were loud noises in the northwest, like fireworks during the New Year, which kept ringing.

Along with the loud noise, there were waves of surging energy fluctuations.

Loud noises continued to sound, and those powerful energy fluctuations also disappeared one after another.

"A high-ranking person has fallen!"

Chen Fan's expression changed, and the energy fluctuations in the northwest continued to disappear.

Unless someone deliberately seeks death, it is impossible for anyone on the battlefield to contain energy fluctuations, so there must be high-level experts who have died.

"Definitely not the principal!"

Chen Fan gritted his teeth, and without thinking any more, he roared loudly, and the thunder sword in his hand was as fast as lightning.

Facing his extremely fast continuous slashes, the fifth-level warrior opposite him was instantly killed on the spot.

The warriors from Tianmen City and Dongkui City also heard these loud noises. The noise was not something that a high-level player could produce in a normal fight.

There must be a high-level and powerful person who self-destructed, and it is very likely that the resurrected warrior dragged his leader to death together.

For a moment, these cave warriors were a little panicked, and their morale dropped significantly. "Get out of the city and kill!"

At this moment, Xu Mohe's voice came from the north gate.

Chen Fan didn't hesitate at all, and immediately jumped off the city wall and killed the army in Dongkui City.

Qin Fengqing, whose face was pale, jumped off the city wall with a roar of grief and anger, and rushed towards the cave warrior like a madman.

Even Fang Ping, who was in the third grade, did not flinch and jumped off the city wall with the large army with a hand crossbow.

……

A large number of high-level experts suddenly died in battle. This was completely outside the plans of Tianmen City and Dongkui City. They did not expect this to happen.

Under the cover of middle-grade warriors, the armies of Tianmen City and Dongkui City began to retreat.

The ninth-level Lord of Tianmen City was extremely angry. All the high-level strong men who died in the battle were from his Tianmen City, and not one of them died in Dongkui City.

When the high-level strong man from Tianmen City called for help before, he wanted to rush to the high-level battlefield in the northwest, but was stopped by Mr. Fan.

The two ninth-level experts were fighting inseparably. Tianmen City Lord could only watch his high-level experts slowly die one after another.

……

The pursuit lasted for more than an hour, all the way to the edge of the radiation zone in Hope City.

Only then did the army in Hope City stop their pursuit. There were corpses everywhere along the way.

There are those from the two-city coalition and those from Hope City.

This is the largest battle in the history of the Demon City Dungeon.

Although mankind won the final victory, it can only be said to be a tragic victory.

It was all thanks to the exchange of human masters and the desperate courage to repel the opponent.

If the two cities' coalition forces did not care about losses and fought with all their strength, Hope City might not be spared.

Even though the combined forces of the two cities were much stronger than Hope City, they did not have the courage to fight.

The human warriors began to clean up the battlefield and prepared to return to Hope City.

Fang Ping panted heavily and found the scarred Chen Fan and Qin Fengqing. He couldn't help but ask: "Just now...it seemed like a grandmaster was killed..."

Qin Fengqing said nothing, and Chen Fan didn't say anything either. He just looked northwest.
Fang Ping's expression changed and he asked again: "Is the person who died just now..."

"do not know."

Qin Fengqing replied impatiently, silently holding his long knife and walking back. Although blood was still flowing from his body, he seemed to feel no pain.

Fang Ping chased after him and said as he walked: "I have healing water and golden sore medicine here. Do you want to take care of the injury?"

"Do not you upset!"

Qin Fengqing looked pale, yelled at him impatiently, and then quickened her pace.

Fang Ping wanted to catch up and say something, but Chen Fan stopped him and shook his head at him.

Although they did not see it with their own eyes, they all knew in their hearts that the old principal was probably one of the human masters who had just died in the battle.

The old principal was Qin Fengqing's master, and he usually took good care of him. It was conceivable that he must be in a very uncomfortable mood at this moment.

When we returned to our residence, some students were back at this moment.

A total of 20 students chose to stay in the catacombs, and now only 15 have returned.

As for those who haven’t come back, that means they can’t come back.

Everyone looked at each other, no one said anything, and they all found a place to sit down and rest, took out the golden sore medicine and healing water, and simply treated their injuries.

Now I hope that there are many wounded people in the city and the warriors are in relatively good physical condition. As long as the injuries are not too serious, general trauma will be dealt with by myself.

(End of this chapter)