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627 Into the Tiger's Den

Under Zheng's command, the other party's careful large-scale attack did not benefit.

The wars everywhere ended with the victory of the Holy Sword. Of course, casualties are different, but they are not going to be hurt.

On the contrary, almost every attack team in the Blood Sacrifice Alliance was wiped out, which was a heavy casualty.

Zheng Fang did not take this result lightly. He still had a concept in his mind that the losses of these people may not really calm the other party down.

The state banquet was halfway through. At the banquet, the kings of various countries had a great time and waited for the time to take out the contract. Everyone signed the matter.

At this time, the killer weapon of the Blood Sacrifice Alliance finally appeared.

In the direction of the North City, a team of about ten people appeared. According to the deployment, Zheng Fang immediately drew several nearby mobile teams.

After nearly two hours of fierce fighting, the combat effectiveness of the mobile team arranged by Zheng Fang has been weakened.

However, this attack team is more than one level stronger than before.

The first mobile teams to reinforce were repelled in just twenty minutes, with heavy casualties.

Knowing that these subordinates were forced to fight desperately, Zheng immediately ordered them to retreat and continue to be wary of the attack teams that might appear again elsewhere.

Zheng Fang himself personally took the battle and rushed from the command center to the north wall of the imperial city.

The opponent was strong and came in a fierce manner. He chose the North City, which was closest to the Imperial City, and his intentions were obvious.

After experiencing the first wave of battles, the team did not encounter resistance any further along the way. They were full of fighting spirit and advanced all the way and rushed beyond the northern wall of the imperial city.

Looking from afar, there were no heavy troops on the wall, only a mighty and majestic general stood dryly, and Zheng Fang was naturally standing here alone.

"Zheng Fang, I know you!"

A group of ten masked masters stopped and said to Zheng Fang on the city wall, who looked like a leader.

Zheng Fang did not speak, but only observed these ten people with a faint look. His expression that was not taken seriously made the group angry.

"Hmph, I know you're a master, but

It’s too confident to stand in front of us like this!”

After the leader observed the surroundings and confirmed that there was only Zheng Fang, his eyes became sharp. While talking, he used his hand to write a code word, asking his subordinates to circumvent Zheng Fang.

"Don't worry too much."

Zheng Fang saw his movements clearly, said coldly, then flew down the city wall and rushed towards the direction of the masked master.

A group of ten masters immediately attacked Zheng Fang without mercy, but none of them worked.

From the beginning, the battle situation was led by Zheng Fang to become a one-sided situation, one, two, three...

The leader of the masked master also became more and more frightened as he fought. His people fell one by one, but Zheng Fang looked more and more brave. His agile figure was like a god of war in the sky descending to earth, with unparalleled power.

"withdraw!"

Seeing that the battle situation was no longer controlled, the leader shouted and stopped caring about the only three remaining team members and stepped back.

The strongest team leader retreated, and the three players had no chance to escape? The pressure suddenly increased, and two of them were killed in a blink of an eye, and the last one only delayed Zheng Fang for two seconds.

At this moment, the unexpendable Sacred Sword elites who had been transferred from elsewhere had arrived. Seeing the master chasing the enemy, they had to follow the traces along the way and chase forward.

In fact, Zheng Fang could leave this team leader directly, but he didn't do that.

The people who used to sacrifice blood alliance would not retreat at all. There must be some conspiracy in today's abnormal behavior.

Zheng Fang wanted the other party to succeed in his conspiracy. The cunning fox would only reveal his tail when he was sure that he had won.

Now they clearly want to lead themselves into the game. If they don’t go, although the Blood Sacrifice Alliance plotted to go bankrupt, Zheng Fang also lost the opportunity to take the opportunity to fight a big fish.

Along the way, Zheng Fang deliberately hung behind him and chased him from the northern city to the wilderness of the northern suburbs.

When he came to the mountains, the opponent's speed was a little damaged, so it was difficult for Zheng Fang to slow down the speed together, otherwise the play would not be able to continue.

As time passed, the two chasing people went deeper and deeper into the mountains and had already left the capital.

Finally, the other party stopped, and Zheng Fang also noticed an abnormality around him.

The originally fresh air in the mountains became turbid, and gradually, thick fog that could be seen in the naked eye. Just as he took a breath, Zheng Ban thought it was not good.

It turned out that the thick fog was already full of poison, which means that Zheng Fang was strong and discovered it early, so he stopped the invasion of the poison in time, otherwise he would have really been hit.

Once again, the leader of the black team was gone, but Zheng Fang did not continue to chase him.

This is already the danger set by the other party. As long as they are still there, they will naturally not leave. What Zheng Fang is thinking in his heart is instead those subordinates who will definitely keep up.

After waiting for about ten minutes, Zheng Fan saw the team of Holy Swords.

Obviously, they also discovered the abnormality in the thick fog, and they covered their mouths and noses with facial towels, and came to find them to death.

"You can exit the thick fog range and set up defenses on the outside."

In such a highly toxic and thick fog, the role of the Holy Swords can no longer be exerted. Instead of letting them move in the poisonous fog, it is better to go out and stand by.

After receiving Zheng Fang's order, the team of the Holy Sword immediately withdrew from the thick fog, and Zheng Fang had no worries.

In the direction where the leader of the black team disappeared before, Zheng Fang followed him strode.

Soon, Zheng Fang came to a platform that was quite flat in the wild. In front of the platform, there was a cave that was more than two people high and nearly five meters wide.

The other party's sudden disappearance must be because he entered the cave. Since he came, he would be at ease. Zheng Fang, who had already made up his mind to take the plan, resolutely walked into the cave.

This cave is unfathomable, with traces of artificial excavation around it. It seems that it is indeed a gift prepared by the Blood Sacrifice Alliance for itself.

After chasing all the way, Zheng Fang was not worried about the safety of the imperial city. He had his own team of holy swords arranged outside and protected by various masters of the Yuan Dynasty. Unless there were a hundred powerful attack teams like this, he would not threaten the safety of the saints at all.

Of course, if the Blood Sacrifice Alliance really has that power, there is no need to deliberately lead Zheng Fang into the game and directly enter the imperial city.

As long as you fight for the lives of a hundred teams, there should be no problem if you replace three or two kings.
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