Chapter 3110 Stealing the beam and changing the column
Chapter 3110 Substituting one thing for another
Ye Feng also gave Zhou Ji some advice on the current situation, and he quickly thought of a way to deal with it.
"Zhou An, Luan Ping, Zhao Zhiyan..."
Zhou Ji quickly named ten people, all of whom were eight-star peak warriors. He turned to look at the other members of the Hammer of the Holy Guard.
"Anyang, the command authority is given to you. You lead them to leave here immediately. If I don't come back for three days, you will be the new leader of the Hammer of the Holy Guard."
As soon as these words came out, all the soldiers were shocked, and they quickly said: "Commander, what do you want to do?
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"We share blessings and share hardships. Commander, you can't take risks on your own."
"Yes! No matter what, we must stay with the commander."
The soldiers knew that Zhou Ji was planning to let them leave first, and took the risk to rescue the Night King with Zhou An and others.
"Hmph! Don't you want to listen to what I say?
Obey the order, have you forgotten what the leader said?"
Zhou Ji snorted angrily and looked at An Yang sternly, "Why are you still standing there?
Why don't you take them away quickly?
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"Commander..."
Anyang looked hesitant, but when he saw Zhou Ji's stern gaze, he couldn't help gritting his teeth.
"Fighters of the Holy Guard's Hammer, listen to the order! Follow me and retreat three hundred miles!"
Anyang turned to face the soldiers and shouted loudly: "Anyone who violates this rule will be severely punished!"
"yes!"
The soldiers gritted their teeth, stared at Zhou Ji and the others, and after a long time responded loudly with a hint of crying.
Watching the soldiers turn and leave, Zhou Ji breathed a sigh of relief, and then looked at Zhou An and the others he had named with a slightly guilty look.
"I feel guilty for letting you take risks with me."
Zhou Ji smiled disappointedly and solemnly clasped his fists, "Everyone, if you don't come back from this trip, Zhou Ji is willing to be brothers with you in the next life. We will share life and death together and repay today's kindness!"
"Brother Zhou, what do you want to do? We are all brothers and share the joys and sorrows."
Zhou An and others shook their heads, with firm eyes, "We will definitely be able to successfully rescue this woman this time and escape intact."
"Yes! Escape intact."
Zhou Ji clenched his fists and immediately began to give orders, "Zhou An, take Luan Ping and wait underground at the place where they fought."
"Zhao Zhiyan, take Wang Qianyi and Li Kongxue with you and wait at the exit. The others will follow me."
Zhou Ji quickly made arrangements. He decided to lead his men to sneak into the underground culvert again, wait for the battle to end, and rescue the Night King at the moment of his defeat.
At the same time, after rescuing the Night King, Zhou Ji will change his appearance, use illusions to disguise himself as the Night King, and escape with the help of his companions.
They will secretly hand over the real Night King to Zhou An and Luan Ping who are lurking underground. When Zhou An and Luan Ping successfully break out of the culvert, Zhao Zhiyan and three others will pick him up and evacuate quickly.
Zhou Ji entrusts the most dangerous matter to himself. He disguises himself as the Night King, which will attract the attention of the mysterious demon king. It can be said that he has a narrow escape from death.
The eleven people quickly started planning and quickly arrived at their preset locations.
In the sky, Ye Feng looked at Zhou Ji's command and nodded with satisfaction.
Ye Feng saw Zhou Ji's growth, and Ye Feng admired Zhou Ji's decision this time. Being able to make these decisions in such a short period of time was already very good for a novice commander.
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The battle between the Night King and the Third Prince is still going on. Facing the overwhelming magical powers of the Third Prince, the Night King, who can only resist with brute force, struggles to resist, and his decline becomes more and more obvious.
"Why does this guy's power seem to be endless!"
The Night King gritted her teeth, and the Third Prince used his magical powers like crazy for free, which put great pressure on her.
In fact, the Night King guessed right. The power of the third prince is indeed endless, because Ye Feng is behind him to support him and ensure his power supply.
"readily!"
There is no need to restrain himself deliberately, and the third prince is also excited by using his magical power so wantonly, and his offensive becomes more and more fierce.
"Boom!"
Streams of pitch-black magic thunder slashed out, wisps of bone-cutting demonic winds roared in, and thousands of raindrops as heavy as mountains poured down on his head and face.
The Night King was beaten so hard that she couldn't fight back. She racked her brains and tried to use magic to use her magical powers, but she never succeeded.
The brilliance of the Dharma has dimmed and its power is about to be exhausted. The Night King falls into despair. At this moment, a flash of enlightenment suddenly emerges in his heart.
"I see!"
This glimmer of realization came suddenly, but it seemed as if it should have happened naturally, and it did not arouse the Night King's suspicion. This was actually Ye Feng's secret move.
At this time, the Night King had already understood the method in his heart and knew how to use his magical power. He immediately mobilized the last remaining strength of the Faxiang and used all his strength.
"The succubus confuses the sky and confuses the common people!"
The Night King shouted in his heart, and saw the Night King living between the forehead of the Dharma, with countless strange lines appearing on his body, which were the poison of the miasma!
The poison of the miasma spread rapidly, spreading all over the body of the Dharma form in the blink of an eye. The remaining strength of the Dharma form also gathered the poison of the miasma.
"boom!"
The next moment, poisonous smoke filled the sky in all directions, and the magic and the poison of the miasma combined to form a miasma of phantom poison, covering the entire underground culvert.
All the phantom demons were trapped in a dream. Countless illusions appeared in their minds. Countless beauties surrounded them, and they showed crazy smiles.
Even the third prince was caught off guard by this miasma of phantom poison. He was confused for a moment and his consciousness was filled with illusions.
Even though his sanity is still there, he is disturbed by the illusion and unable to attack the Night King.
The third prince watched helplessly as Ye Feng's Dharma exploded, and the Night King, who had exploded with the last bit of strength, passed out and fell from the air to the ground.
"Are we okay?"
The Night King's succubus, Mi Tian, is extremely terrifying. Seeing the phantom demon tribe trapped in a boundless environment, Zhou Ji and others' hearts went cold.
But when they saw the Night King unconscious and falling from the sky, they suddenly realized that they were okay.
Obviously, the Night King had just discovered that they had not left, so when he cast the succubus, he deliberately avoided them to avoid affecting them.
“This is a great opportunity!”
Zhou Ji's eyes lit up and he immediately shouted, "Do it!"
"Whoosh whoosh!"
Several people who were lurking appeared immediately. Zhou Ji rushed to the front and hugged the Night King in mid-air.
"Walk!"
Zhou Ji hugged Night King and blended into his companions. He and Night King were obscured by their companions.
"Substituting a weak point for a weak point?"
The third prince sneered. Although he was not freed from the entanglement of the illusion, he also saw the little calculation of Zhou Ji and the others. They quietly sent the Night King underground, and Zhou Ji transformed into the Night King.
"Let me go!"
The third prince shouted low, and the illusion of the sea of consciousness finally collapsed. He regained control of his body and immediately took action, preparing to stop the two Luan Ping who had taken over the Night King underground.
"Let the water go."
At this moment, Ye Feng's voice sounded, and the third prince rolled his eyes, and quickly stopped extending his palm towards Luan Ping and grabbed Zhou Ji instead.