Fanchuan noticed that the dozen or so Nishigong Immortals not only did not participate in the battle, but actually looked nervous. Even if the Nishigong Immortals who participated in the war came to ask for help, these dozen or so Nishigong Immortals remained motionless and seemed to be trying to find an opportunity to evacuate.
Under Fanchuan's gaze, a golden light suddenly struck from a distance, but this golden light did not come towards Fanchuan, but towards the dozen Xigong Immortals.
"ah……"
The dozen or so Nishigong Immortals screamed in surprise and gathered together, seeming to want to leave quickly. However, when the golden light settled, they realized that it was not an attack, but a seriously injured Nishigong Immortal.
, was hit and flew here.
The seriously injured Nishinomiya Immortal was still breathing, and it seemed that he was struggling in place because of too much pain. However, the dozen or so Nishinomiya Immortal beside him not only did not fight back, but instead tried their best to treat the injured Nishimiya.
Immortal.
Fanchuan stared at it for a long time and then thought to himself: "Is it possible that these dozen immortals no longer want to participate in the war?"
Thinking of this, Fanchuan glanced at Zhuji again, and after thinking about Zhuji's strange changes before, suddenly an idea flashed and an idea appeared in Fanchuan's mind.
Fanchuan immediately called several Donggong Fuxian around him.
"Young Master, what are your orders? Do we need to rescue the first and second routes of our East Palace?"
"No..." Fanchuan shook his head, then gathered a few East Palace Immortals together, and whispered: "That's it, you guys will take advantage of the chaos now, and then sneak around to the dozen West Palace Immortals
Behind your back, it’s best not to let them find out.”
Several immortals from the East Palace were stunned and said: "Young Master, what does this mean? Are you planning to sneak attack on the more than ten immortals from the West Palace?"
Fanchuan shook his head again and said: "No, after you go, immediately shout to the chaotic battlefield over there. Remember, it is best to add immortality to your voice so that everyone can hear it."
"Ah? Shouting? What are you shouting for?" Several Donggong Fuxian looked confused.
Fanchuan smiled slightly and said: "Just shout: Master Zhuji Immortal used the divine weapon to become possessed! Master Xianjun massacred our own brothers with his own hands! Everyone, please think of a solution!"
When Fanchuan said these three sentences, he deliberately emphasized his tone to ensure that every word was correct.
However, after hearing this, several Donggong Fuxian looked even more confused. However, since it was Fanchuan's order, several Donggong Fuxian did not ask any more questions, but turned around and prepared to sneak over.
At this time, Fanchuan warned again: "Remember to join in the immortal energy and shout, and come back immediately after shouting, don't take action!"
"I obey my orders!"
Several East Palace Immortals bypassed the crowd and sneaked towards the dozen West Palace Immortals.
At this moment, the melee on the battlefield is still going on, but from time to time, the Immortal of the West Palace comes here to report to Zhuji. However, the cold look on Zhuji's face makes many Immortals of the West Palace feel puzzled.
The sky above the wasteland seemed to have changed color. The wind howled again, gathering the blood in the air and dyeing it into dazzling rays of light. Under the rays of light, some people stood up and some fell down. The collision between the weapons was even more intense.
Golden light shot out in all directions, the broken bodies on the ground were exposed, and the scattered armor fragments were a constant reminder of death.
Fanchuan couldn't bear to see this scene, but it was not easy to fight without bloodshed. He just used his best ability to minimize death, but Fanchuan also knew that it was probably just his own wishful thinking.
While Fanchuan was waiting, several immortals from the East Palace suddenly ran up behind him. Fanchuan noticed that among them was the familiar Fuxian Guiyun, who had volunteered to join the first route along with Qi Kang and Kanniu.
Fu Xian, but Gui Yun's body was now covered in blood, and there was an obvious wound on his forehead. The blood flowing out had stuck the long hair behind his ears together.
Before Fanchuan could say anything, Guiyun quickly bowed and saluted, and was the first to speak out: "My subordinates pay homage to Shaojun. It was Qi Kang who asked me to come and inform Shaojun of the battle situation!"
Fanchuan knew very well that time on the battlefield was precious. Sometimes if you delayed for a second longer, you might lose many innocent lives, so Fanchuan immediately echoed: "Tell me quickly."
Guiyun immediately nodded and said: "As Shaojun said, most of the immortals in the West Palace have gathered in the Eight Hundred Miles of Immortal Vein. We were ordered to harass the enemy and were not willing to fight until Xiaoxiang sent the order to attack.
Join the second group and launch an attack together...ahem..."
Because Gui Yun was speaking too hastily, he kept gasping for breath, coughing, and coughing up blood.
When Fanchuan saw this, he immediately waved his hand and said: "Don't be so anxious, you..."
"Young Master, our East Palace has suffered heavy casualties..." Gui Yun interrupted Fanchuan, and then said: "The immortal weapons of those immortals in the West Palace all have poisonous spells, and there are two more in the Eight Hundred Miles of Immortal Veins.
The Hidden Immortal of the West Palace!"
"What? Those two hidden immortals are in the Eight Hundred Miles Immortal Vein?" Fanchuan exclaimed.
Although it has long been known that there are four hidden immortals in the West Palace, excluding the dead Qin Lao and Ku Tianjian, there are still two that Fanchuan has never met, but Fanchuan did not expect that Zhuji would arrange the two hidden immortals in the eight-hundred-meter house so early.
However, judging from the current situation, it is not difficult to explain that this is Zhuji's desperate move.
Guiyun nodded and said: "Yes, if it weren't for these two hidden immortals, our casualties would not be so many."
Fanchuan was a little anxious, so he responded urgently: "Where are those two hidden immortals now?"
Guiyun echoed: "We are currently fighting against Senior Yong..."
Fanchuan took a deep breath, immediately looked at Qiong Ji beside him, and said: "Sister Qiong, you go to support Senior Yong now, immediately! Remember, avoid Zhuji's sight, don't let him
He noticed it!"
Qiongji seemed to see Fanchuan's anxiety, and immediately echoed: "Yes!"
After Qiongji left, Guiyun told Fanchuan some little things about the war, and then left and joined the war again.
However, just after Qiongji and Guiyun left, the few Donggong Fuxian sent out by Fanchuan began their mission.
"The Immortal Lord Zhuji used the divine weapon to go crazy! The Immortal Lord killed our own brothers with his own hands! Everyone, please think of a solution!"
It was almost word-for-word identical to Fanchuan's version, and several Donggong Fuxian spoke together, adding fairy energy to their voices, causing the shouting to immediately occupy the entire battlefield and penetrate deeper into the battlefield.
It lingers in the ears of every immortal for a long time.
The immortals from the East and West Palaces, who were fighting fiercely, suddenly seemed at a loss after this heart-shaking shout. They also slowed down their attacks, and instead retreated in separate formations to draw the line between them.
Keep your distance and choose a temporary truce under the premise of safety.
Then the eyes of the entire battlefield began to converge towards where Zhuji was standing. The expressions of the immortals in the East Palace looked very surprised, while the expressions of the immortals in the West Palace looked a little frightened. The fighting momentum that was not much before was instantly reduced.
Went a little bit.
However, before the immortals on the battlefield could react, the few immortals from the East Palace who were responsible for shouting had already returned to Fanchuan. However, the dozen or so immortals from the West Palace who had been used by Fanchuan seemed a little restless and began to
Everyone blamed each other.
"Who shouted that? Stand up honestly!"
"Yes, there is a war going on right now, how can you shout such words!"
"Besides, Master Xianjun is right there..."
More than a dozen Immortals from the West Palace were talking about it, but the eyes of more than a dozen of them looked extremely nervous, as if something bad was about to happen.
Sure enough, after a moment, Zhuji seemed to react, but the previous calmness on his face had long since disappeared, replaced by the abnormal rage before, and he once again raised the Moon Divine Bow in his hand, but the target was aimed at
He killed the more than ten Immortals from the West Palace.
"How outrageous! You actually slandered me like this. It seems you really don't want to live anymore!" Zhuji roared angrily, the ice arrow in his hand once again appeared on the bowstring, and she was ready to draw the bow and shoot.
However, Zhuji's actions were all seen in the eyes of the Immortal Nishinomiya who was fighting on the battlefield. However, Zhuji's "slander" words could not reach the ears of Immortal Nishinomiya on the battlefield. They could only be transmitted to the person who was fighting at this moment.
In the ears of more than a dozen Immortals from the West Palace who were frightened.
"Master Xianjun, it's not us who said it! We really didn't say it!"
"Yes, Lord Immortal, please be merciful. We really didn't say anything. I'm afraid this is a trick of the East Palace to disturb the morale of our West Palace troops!"
"Please, Lord Immortal Lord, let me go, and we can join the battlefield!"
More than a dozen Immortals from the West Palace frequently interceded and expressed their stance, but it was of no use to the furious Zhuji at this moment.
"No need to say any more!" Zhuji roared again and suddenly shot an ice arrow.
Under the eyes of all the Immortals of the West Palace, this ice arrow pierced the chest of a Immortal of the West Palace without mercy. However, regardless of the dumbfounded eyes of the Immortals of the West Palace, Zhuji once again stringed the bow, and another ice arrow circled around it.
The strange arrow shot once again pierced the chest of a Nishinomiya Immortal.
And due to the shocking power of ice arrows, the bodies of the two Nishinomiya Immortals who died tragically were transformed into two ice sculptures. However, the ice thorns on the ice sculptures were like real ice thorns, stabbing fiercely.
It hurts all the Nishinomiya Immortals.
Zhuji's cruel massacre of his subordinates was tantamount to chilling the immortals of the West Palace who were still fighting desperately for the West Palace.
But for Fanchuan at the moment, this is exactly the outcome Fanchuan wants to see. Although he feels sympathy for the two Xigong Immortals, it is a war right now, and Fanchuan thinks there is nothing he can do about it.
Fanchuan immediately moved his eyes away from Zhuji and looked at the Xigong Immortals on the battlefield. Only then did he realize that those Xigong Immortals had lost their will to fight at this moment. The previous desperate fight now seemed extremely terrible.
ridiculous.
Once the military spirit is broken up, it is difficult to put it back together again.
The battlefield instantly became quiet. This silence seemed extremely strange. The immortals in the West Palace no longer took action. Instead, they all looked at Zhuji in fear. As for the immortals in the East Palace, Fanchuan also signaled to stand by and did not take the initiative to start a war.
.
Fanchuan thought about it, and then once again called in the Donggong Fuxian who was responsible for shouting just now, and whispered again: "In this way, you guys should quickly blend into the battlefield, and then join the immortal energy again and shout loudly.
"
Several Donggong Fuxian seemed to have understood Fanchuan's intention, and obviously felt sacred about this task. They nodded quickly and said: "Okay, Young Master, what should you call this time?"
Fanchuan smiled and said: "Just shout: Mr. Xianjun is really crazy! Let's retreat quickly! Otherwise, we will all die here!"
After several Donggong Fuxian accepted the order, they quickly left happily...