The military camp scattered towards the two wings, and Yuan Ye and the others are now moving along the banks of the Manhe River towards the entrance of the passage.
The gathering place for this party was close to the passage. It was a courtyard slightly larger than Yuan Ye and his friends' previous residence. There were chairs and tables scattered everywhere in the courtyard. At this moment, there were twenty or thirty people standing or sitting in the courtyard.
"Wei Xiao, you are here!" Wei Xiao and his group arrived, immediately attracting the attention of the people inside.
"Haha, Conghun, you are so lucky and still alive."
"Nie Hu, you returned to our Amitabha Realm earlier than me this time. Haha..."
"Li Yuxiao!" The venerables in the Amitabha world shouted each other's names and chatted and laughed freely. The strong people standing at the top of the Amitabha world also have their own circles. They are also familiar with the strong people of the same level, and many of them are friends. Even if they are not friends, there are only a few venerables in the whole world, and they still know each other.
Yuan Ye knew almost no one, so he came to the corner of the courtyard alone, found a chair and sat down, took the wine and started drinking. After a while, Li Yuxiao took care of some acquaintances and walked back.
"It's really lively." Yuan Ye smiled slightly.
Li Yuxiao also teased: "Hiki? Some are happy and some are sarcastic. I hope you will live if you have a good relationship with you. I hope you will die if you have a bad relationship with you. You know few people. In a while, some people will probably come to talk to you, and soon you will be familiar with you."
"But they seemed to have forgotten one thing. Our gathering was second, and the focus was on discussing the war. To put it bluntly, this was a pre-war military conference, but I don't look like I was discussing the matter."
"Hmph, what to discuss? Everyone has their own opinions. If anyone listens to whom, it will only make a fuss. If the relationship is broken, it is better not to discuss a big battle. Only your strength here is qualified to stand up and talk, but who except me knows you? Look, the master of the Great Perfection level of the Venerable, the only one in the Amitabha world, those people don't come to say hello to you at all."
"I don't care." Yuan Ye smiled indifferently, raised his wine glass, drank a light sip, and said: "It seems that the battle in the Amitabha Realm cannot be counted on these venerables, nor can he count on the army. There is no way to fight the decisive battle with others in a pile of sand."
"There is only one way," Li Yuxiao looked at Yuan Ye, "There should be only one Venerable Divine Perfection Deng Ai on the opposite side. As long as you kill Deng Ai and show your Venerable Divine Perfection on the battlefield, the Maya Realm will be depressed and defeated. If they dare not retreat, you will massacre the remaining Venerables. After killing them, they will not retreat. Then, they will kill those powerful masters. Sooner or later they will be defeated. This is the role of a level master."
"I'll do my best. I hope the war will end soon." After saying that, Yuan Ye stopped talking and continued to drink quietly.
"Shi Feng, you are also with Li Yuxiao. Who is the person next to Li Yuxiao? Why have I never seen him before?" Among the crowd gathered on the other side, a venerable looked at Yuan Ye and said curiously. There are only so many venerables, they know each other, and occasionally there is one who doesn't know. Of course, many people want to inquire.
Before Feng could say that, a bald man next to him whispered: "Don't underestimate him. The guy carrying a golden stove has spread his reputation in the Maya world. He is very recognizable with a pot on his back. This guy has killed the peak master of the Venerable, and there are many other Venerables. He survived from Xiahou Yun's pursuit. His strength cannot be underestimated."
"That's so strong, that's the peak of the Venerable. There are only five or six of us who are at the peak of the Venerable." Many people were shocked.
"It should not be as strong as the peak of the Venerable. I heard that the reason why that man was able to kill the peak of the Venerable was because of his sword. He was injured by the sword three times, and his opponent would undoubtedly die. I am afraid that Cui Ying, who was killed by him, was completely unaware of it and was careless." The bald man immediately explained with a smile.
"It's the sword's credit!" Hearing this, a man suddenly became a little jealous and jealous. If it was really a sword that would die with three strikes, it would be terrible. It's not easy to attack an opponent three times in the same level. It's great that I was also injured, but the opponent died. Even if I am stronger than me, I have a chance to defeat it. This is the power of a treasure. Of course, this kind of treasure is hard to come by.
Suddenly, many people no longer respect Yuan Ye, but some of them were just jealous.
As time goes by, there are also venerable masters coming in one after another. Many venerables often talk to others. But there are indeed very few people who talk to Yuan Ye. Yuan Ye himself is even more lazy to talk to others, and he is happy to be pure.
After a long conversation, at this moment, a one-eyed Venerable stood up suddenly, looked around everyone, and said in a deep voice: "People, please be quiet."
Hearing the words of the One-Eyed Venerable, the noisy courtyard suddenly became quiet. The One-Eyed Venerable was extremely powerful, comparable to Xiong Zhan. He was the number one master here except Yuan Ye, and he was also very prestigious.
Seeing everyone below looking at him, the One-Eyed Venerable said solemnly: "It's not long before the decisive battle! Let me say, there are the Venerable Divine Perfection Deng Ai on the opposite side of this battle, and their Venerables have more than us. The most important thing is that their army completely obeys the command of the Qiushan Alliance. But we are a bunch of sand. No matter how we fight, we can't win."
When I heard the words of the One-Eyed Venerable, the people below suddenly buzzed. There were many bloody people, and I was naturally very unhappy when I heard these words of defeat before the battle.
Yuan Ye also frowned, letting go of morale before the fight, what kind of leader is this?
Seeing the unwilling appearance of many people below, the one-eyed Venerable frowned and said coldly: "Why, someone is not convinced? Then please stand up if you are not convinced. Tell me how we win, and tell me if you can kill Deng Ai."
Hearing the words of the One-Eyed Venerable, the people below suddenly became silent. The Great Perfection of the Venerable Deng Ai was indeed a huge rock that was pressing on everyone's hearts.
"No one dares to stand up, right? Then listen to me." The One-Eyed Venerable snorted again, "I will tell you now that we will definitely lose this decisive battle."
There is really no sound this time, how can you say it? Who dares to say it? If you have a way, you say it, but no, then shut up!
Seeing that everyone below were honest, the One-Eyed Venerable sneered and turned to shout: "Don't be discouraged, even if we lose, we may not lose the battle with the Maya world."
After saying that, the One-Eyed Venerable became even more energetic and said loudly: "We are going to fight on the ground, and we will fight on the sky. Who decides the outcome of this war? It is not those millions of troops, not you and me, but the strongest masters, and the decisive battle of the human master in heaven. So what if we lose the decisive battle on the ground? As long as we win in heaven, I will win the Amitabha Realm. The above masters and several masters of the Great Perfection above all understand this deeply, so they clearly know that we are at an absolute disadvantage and have not sent a Venerable to help, in order to ensure our final victory to the greatest extent."!~!