Chapter 1961 Sitting on the mountain to watch the tiger fight!
Surrounded by the three demon clans, the entire Baidi City was silent and dead.
The faces of hundreds of thousands of people showed unconcealable fear and horror, and the aura of despair spread quickly like a storm.
Not just ordinary people, even the many powerful men standing at the top of the city, such as Yue Linfeng, the nine masters, and the true immortals who have overcome the tribulation, are also in unprecedented difficulties.
In order to refining the holy weapon, the inner energy in their Dantian was completely drained, and the oil was exhausted.
Even after half a day, it has only recovered 10% or 20%. If you attack with such combat power, you will be killed in one encounter.
In fact, there are many powerful people in Baidi City, such as Ye Fan, Qingjiao King, Ancestor of the Boaren, Hu Xiangxiang, Old Prince, etc., they are all masters who are no less than the Demon King.
However, now it is not a fight between masters, but a fight between forces.
The Peng Clan and the Crocodile Clan are out in full force. Millions of terrifying demon clans can drown Baidi City with just a drop of spit from one person.
Even if Ye Fan has two sacred weapons, the Phaseless Sword and the Fortune Cauldron, the sacred weapons are not invincible after all!
It is true that among spiritual weapons, the status of holy weapons corresponds to that of immortals among monks.
But it is a "tool" after all!
What truly determines the power of a sacred weapon is the person in charge of the weapon.
Even if you use the Cauldron of Creation, it will still be difficult to kill so many monsters at once!
"Master, what should we... do?" Yue Linfeng looked at Ye Fan and asked.
Although he is the real city lord, he has unknowingly regarded Ye Fan as his backbone.
Previously, the Fortune Cauldron was on the verge of collapse, but it was Ye Fan who stepped in to turn the tide and create a miracle.
But now, Yue Linfeng once again placed his hope on Ye Fan.
"Not urgent!"
Ye Fan shook his head. Even though the army was imminent, there was no change on his face. There was no wave in the ancient well, and he didn't even frown.
Mount Tai collapsed in front of me, but his face remained unchanged!
Seeing Ye Fan so calm, the originally flustered crowd seemed to calm down.
In fact, Ye Fan's heart was not completely untroubled.
The three demon clans launched a massive attack, with such overwhelming power that they had never seen in their lives.
Prior to this, Ye Fan had experienced more duels between strong men. Although a single person was powerful, the number of them was sparse after all.
He had never experienced this kind of battle involving millions of people.
But the more times this happens, the more calm he has to be.
As the saying goes, to catch the thief first, catch the king!
As the leader of a large force, if he panics before the battle begins, then the soldiers under his command will naturally become distracted and will fail without attacking.
Although Ye Fan has never fought in the army, his life and death duels and Phoenix Nirvana have sharpened his belief in victory. This kind of belief is integrated into his blood, engraved in his bones, and imprinted deep in his soul. It is inalienable.
With this kind of belief, you will exude an absolute self-confidence, like an invisible aura of dominance, which is enough to convince your subordinates and frighten your enemies.
Back then, even though Chi You fell into a trap and was defeated and died, Huangdi Xuanyuan, who had won a great victory, still painted Chi You's image on his banner and went to conquer other tribes under Chi You's banner.
Because to those remote tribes, Chi You was an "invincible" and "undefeated" existence. Just mentioning his name made his opponents surrender and not dare to disobey.
Ye Fan's ambition is not limited to a mere ruins or a Tianshu star.
His goal is the sea of stars, and he is more likely to become the master of a holy land in the future!
A single battle may cause hundreds of stars to shatter and billions of living beings to perish.
In comparison, the current army of millions of monsters is just a small scene.
Thinking of this, Ye Fan spoke again: "Let's stay put for now and see what these three demon kings want to do! Although they are all demon clans, they belong to different forces after all and are not monolithic! If they start to make trouble on their own
, wouldn’t it be nice for us to sit on the mountain and watch the tigers fight?”
"What the Master said is true!"
Yue Linfeng's face was filled with joy, and all the previous worries were gone.
"That's right! Mr. Ye is right! These demon clans are not educated and only know how to kill and fight. Maybe they will fight first!"
"It is said that the Golden Roc King and the Holy Ape King are not very good at dealing with each other! In the early years, the Holy Ape King beat the Jin Roc King severely and beat him until his nose was bruised and swollen. Later, the Jin Roc King became the leader of the Peng clan and never found a chance to take revenge.
,The two of them bumped into each other today!"
"If they fight and both sides lose, not only will our lives be out of danger, but we may also counterattack and reap the benefits!"
The other human masters around him started talking, and the originally low morale was revived.
…
"Stab it!"
Suddenly, the golden eyes of King Jinpeng burst out with lightning-like gaze, tearing through the sky, traveling hundreds of miles, looking at the giant crocodile king in the west, and said loudly:
"Old crocodile, why did you come here to join in the fun instead of staying in the smelly ditch? Are you here just for that treasure?"
"snort!"
The giant crocodile king sneered, his scarlet eyes flashed with cold light, and his towering figure erupted with evil energy like a wild god. The sound was terrifying, as if he could swallow billions of living things with just one mouth.
"Dead Birdman, why are you here and I can't come? Who in the entire ruins doesn't know that a holy weapon was born in Baidi City, and it also swallowed up eight points of Tianshu's luck!"
"As long as you get that sacred artifact that carries your destiny, you will definitely be able to become a supreme being within ten years. By then, let alone dominate the ruins, you will even be able to kill the outside world! Hehe... the flesh of the Daxia royal family,
I have never tasted it, and I don’t know what it tastes like!”
At the end of the sentence, the giant crocodile king looked greedy.
"Old crocodile, you should go back to your stinking ditch! I will decide on that sacred artifact!" King Jinpeng's voice was sonorous and powerful, and it was clear that he was determined to get the fortune cauldron and would not allow others to interfere with it.
"Why?" the giant crocodile king asked.
"Only because of the millions of good men from the Peng clan behind me!" King Jinpeng said proudly.
"kill!"
"kill!"
"kill!"
Millions of Peng warriors roared together, as if they had been rehearsed countless times. The roar shook the sky and dispersed the clouds in the sky. The majestic killing energy swept away in all directions like a tide.
However, the giant crocodile king didn't buy it at all, and said disdainfully: "Tch! What bullshit Peng tribe warriors, each one has small arms and legs, as if they haven't eaten enough! I can swallow tens of thousands in one mouthful, and it's not enough to fill my teeth.
Sewn!"
"Arrogant! Are you looking down on our Peng clan?"
King Jinpeng showed a sulky look in his eyes, the wings behind him were fully spread out, and the feathers turned into the sharpest blades, making people shudder.
For a time, the atmosphere in the venue was tense and extremely tense.
Seeing that a battle was about to break out between the two demon clans, the Holy Ape King in the distance suddenly turned somersaults and cursed:
"Hey...you two old guys, what are you chattering about? You're making this great sage so much!"
