Chapter 2264: People’s Hearts Are Scattered

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After an hour and a half of fighting, hundreds of bodies fell on the snow altar of Mount Everest.

Dyeing this snowy area red.

Among them were elders in their seventies and eighties, as well as young people under twenty years old.

Most of these were disciples of Tianmen, and their white robes were dyed red with blood.

The fear of death slowly began to take over their hearts.

Especially those outer sect disciples, they have been living in society for a long time.

He has his own identity in the secular world and has his own family.

Some people even have their own companies and have wealth, rights, and happiness that are beyond ordinary people.

They came here just because of their identity as Tianmen, but who would have thought that this battle would be so bloody and full of dangers to their lives.

"I...I won't fight." Seeing one of his comrades being bitten to death by a white wolf, a girl in her early twenties who looked like a student couldn't bear it anymore.

She fell to the ground in a daze, and there was a stain under her white skirt.

The girl resolutely chewed up the snow particles in her mouth and appeared outside the venue.

"Zhao Xiangling, what's wrong with you? Why did you come out!" A woman came over and angrily scolded the girl.

"I don't want to die, I don't want to die." The girl named Zhao Xiangling covered her head and shook her head repeatedly.

The woman scolded: "Don't forget that you are a disciple of Tianmen, and it is your honor to fight for Tianmen!"

"Fuck you for the honor of riding a horse. Qiangzi is dead, and Zhuang was swallowed alive by the wolf." Zhao Xiangling pointed to the girl lying on the stretcher in the distance, covering her face and howling miserably: "Amei was disfigured. , and although Wang Liang survived, his left arm was gone!

I don't want to be like them, I have my life. I'm just a sophomore, I have my family, what will happen to my parents if I die.

I can't die...I can't die. "

Zhao Xiangling was shouting out of control. It seemed that she was suffering from some mental condition because she couldn't bear it in her heart.

And this is still the beginning, and people continue to quit on their own initiative.

"I won't fight anymore. I was accidentally accepted as a disciple by that guy before and reached the body-refining realm. I'm just a taxi driver, and my wife is waiting for me to come home." A man in his forties or fifties The middle-aged man shouted crazily.

"Woooooooooooo... I want to go home, I want to go home. I don't want to practice martial arts anymore, and I don't want to be a hero anymore." This is a young man under twenty years old. After appearing on the sidelines, He curled up his knees, looking timid.

Fear is contagious. The first one will lead to the second and the third.

Gradually, the remaining outer disciples began to surrender one after another.

The number of people here at Tianmen began to decline rapidly.

The decrease in the number of people also caused the offensive in Wushuang City to become more and more intense.

"There are less than 3,000 people left in Tianmen, and there are more than 900 people in Wushuang City. There are still half an hour left." Long Yi said in a deep voice on the sidelines.

"This battle is really unexpected." Xiang Yisu frowned next to him. In fact, at the beginning of the battle, he was also on Tianmen's side. After all, the apparent disparity in strength was too great.

Long Yi looked at Ye Hao on the sidelines and whispered: "That guy seems to have already calculated this. The thousand people in Wushuang City are different from the ten thousand people in Tianmen.

Eighty percent of the ten thousand people in Tianmen are outer disciples, and the outer disciples are all people who have strength but lack combat experience.

It might be okay for those people to let them participate in some martial arts competitions, but to participate in this kind of life-and-death battle, once the situation is out of control, the fear of death in these people's hearts will be taken over. "

"The people in Wushuang City are just the opposite. Starting a year ago, Ye Hao began to accept the task of hunting alien beasts, and let these people continue to train in battles.

Although such a battle will cause a certain degree of casualties, it will also give the people of Wushuang City far more combat experience than the outer disciples of Tianmen, and even the inner disciples.

In addition, coupled with the unique cultivation land of Wushuang City, the strength of these people is extremely strong, and they are much better than those of the same realm in the world.

As well as those originally warlike underworld warriors, half-blood warriors, and those originally mixed society people. Ye Hao's group of people can be said to be elites who have come out of battles. "Tang Cheng said seriously.

Huang Peng rubbed his chin and said with vacant eyes: "There is still half an hour before the end of the battle. There is another problem standing in front of Wushuang City, which is the Zhuxian Sword Formation of a thousand people. If the Zhuxian Sword Formation is not broken, Then Wushuang City can’t win.”

"That's the case. People in Tianmen have also noticed this. They started to use the Zhuxian Sword Formation as the core for the next battle. Unexpectedly, in this first battle, Wushuang City forced Tianmen into such a situation." Xiang Yi Nod solemnly.

The onlookers were also attracted by this battle. This first battle was so fierce.

Whether it is a direct appreciation or someone who has heard about the battle.

They were all deeply attracted by this battle.

"Hold on, as long as we can hold on. The final victory will still be ours." Chen Ping, who was in charge of the sword formation, roared. He was sweating profusely, his skin was red, and the muscles and veins on his body could be clearly seen, as if It's almost like exploding.

The other disciples of the Sword Forging Valley were all panting.

An hour and a half of fighting had consumed most of the energy of those who were maintaining the Zhuxian Sword Formation.

The other Ten Hell Kings were about the same.

"I didn't expect that this Zhuxian Sword Formation was so powerful that our Ten Hell Kings couldn't break it directly." The Third Hell King took a breath.

"After all, it is the first sword formation of Tianmen, and there are still thousands of people. But fortunately, we also delayed for an hour and a half, and we have successfully completed the task assigned to us by the Lord of the Palace." The Second Hell King said.

"Then let's prepare for the next step." The breath of the Great Hell King shook, and the Qiyun Dantian shouted: "The disciples of the Underworld are here!"

"Here!" The hundreds of Hell warriors on the scene shouted.

The Great Hell King stared at the Zhuxian Sword Formation in front of him, and a murderous look flashed in his eyes: "Prepare to break the formation!"

"Yes!"

Hundreds of Hell warriors immediately got rid of the current battle.

At the same time, Su Xiaoxiao, Bao Ye, Laura and others also began to take action.

"Intercept them!" Su Xiaoxiao shouted.

The three waves of people were like three sharp knives, separating the thousands of Tianmen disciples who were originally surrounded by the Zhuxian Sword Formation from the Zhuxian Sword Formation.

The disciples of the Underworld surrounded the Zhuxian Sword Formation.

This made the people in the Zhuxian Sword Formation feel uneasy.

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