Bi Fangdong smiled evilly and said: "Do you understand the rules of relationships? In this kind of life and death battle, outsiders are not allowed to intervene, nor are they allowed to rescue!"

Fang Che's eyes were cold: "Of course! This is how a life and death battle should be!"

Different from what Bi Fangdong was used to, Fang Che felt a little nervous at the moment.

Because this is not a battle he is fighting, but his subordinates are fighting a life and death battle with the opponent.

Moreover, even rescue is not possible. Once you fall into a disadvantage, you can only watch death.

This is cruel to Fang Che.

But Fang Che had to let go. He knew that, as he said, he wouldn't be able to stay here for long.

The more they interfere now, the more they will die when they fight on their own in the future.

In the future, they will continue to fight fiercely here for a long time!

Compared to Fang Che's nervousness, Lang Ya and the others were very relaxed and relaxed, their expressions unchanged, but their wolf eyes were tense, staring at the battle on the field.

A big, rough face, a little pale.

In the field, the Saint-level fifth-level battle has begun, and both sides have chosen the fifth-level peak.

Once they take action, they are on par with each other, fighting for their lives, extremely fierce.

Fang Che frowned.

After thirty moves of fighting, it was impossible to tell who was stronger and who was weaker. But Fang Che had already noticed that something was wrong. He turned his head slightly and looked at Langya's face with sharp eyes: "What's going on?"

Lang Ya whispered: "This Wolf Hair 309 has only recently broken through to the peak of the fifth level."

Fang Che was furious and turned around suddenly: "Huh?"

Just after breaking through, if you go to fight against someone who has been at the peak of the fifth level for a long time, isn't it like letting someone die?!

"Captain, this is our fate!"

Langya looked up at Fang Che calmly: "Sacrifice and death are our destiny! We can't encounter opponents weaker than ourselves every time!"

"Captain, once you leave then, it will be impossible for us to crush each other every time."

"Death is something we must get used to!"

"I know you are reluctant to part with it. However, this matter... cannot be changed. The people who will die today will not die because you are here, so they will definitely die in the future."

"At most, you can't see it, so I don't feel uncomfortable, that's all. We, the children of the Feng family, have fallen here over the years... I don't want to count them anymore."

There was sadness and sentimentality in Langya's eyes, but more importantly, there was no hesitation.

"But the Feng family cannot be embarrassed because of us!"

"Warn with blood, remind with life, this is the only way to wake us up from your glory!"

"..."

Fang Che only felt that his throat was blocked.

Turning his head silently.

On the field, the three hundred and nine who fought seemed to be evenly matched with the opponent, but Fang Che could see that in this first battle, they were gradually falling into a disadvantage.

The other party's level of ferocity is far above 309.

But the other party was obviously out of shape. He was obviously being used as a slave during this period, which had a huge impact on his fighting strength and morale.

Langya's lips moved.

Wolf Hair 309 suddenly began to shrink its offensive. A sword protected the whole body from the weather, just like a piranha, slowly retracting its petals and shrinking them into buds!

Fang Che closed his eyes sadly.

The next moment, there was a loud roar: "I'm going home!"

Wolf Hair 309 roared loudly, and suddenly the door opened wide. He ignored the opponent's attack and allowed the sword to pass through his chest and wreak havoc inside his body.

And his own sword also struck the opponent's throat fiercely at the same time!

The opponent, the holy master, also laughed at the last moment, with a look of relief and relaxation on his face.

“Finally I can make some money!”

Two pops.

Thousands of sword lights shot out from the front and back of Lang Mao 309's chest, and a streak of blood rushed out from his head. It was obvious that the opponent's sword energy had already been prepared and had gone straight to his brain.

And the head of the opponent, a fifth-grade saint, also flew up at the same time.

A blood-stained sword suddenly fell to the ground.

Two corpses fell to the ground at the same time.

The muscles on Fang Che's face were twitching painfully.

Langya's expression did not change.

He waved people forward to collect the corpse of Wolf Hair 309. Wolf Eyes stepped out impatiently in one step.

The entangled corpses were separated, and Wolf Hair 309's face was calm, even a little proud.

The face of the Saint-level master on the other side was also calm, relieved, and relieved.

In the first battle, both sides lost and it was a draw!

Bi Fangdong's face was gloomy, and with a wave of his hand, a sixth-grade peak saint immediately went to fight.

His face was calm.

When it comes to a real life-and-death battle, each of these masters of the Solipsistic Cult is willing to fight, because this is the rhythm they have been familiar with for so many years!

No one is afraid of life or death.

With a bang, the knives of both sides touched together, making a loud noise, and the battle began.

In this battle, this young man from the Feng family won.

At the cost of almost having his body chopped off with a knife in the lower abdomen, he cut the opponent in half!

He held up his body and donated blood, but proudly announced: "I won!"

"Record your achievements and get the elixir!"

Fang Che roared.

His anger towards Langya was almost unbearable.

"You need to wait until he comes back on his own. That's the rule!"

Langya insisted.

He knew what the captain was angry about. If he had sent out the most powerful person, he would not have been sacrificed at all, nor would he have been so seriously injured.

But Langya was silent, and he could only persist in this way.

In the months and years of fighting that will follow, it is impossible to rely on the strong to bully the weak every time!

Especially if we have to face a hundred hours of defensive battle next, if we keep our mentality in this optimistic state, it will be an absolute disaster for everyone!

Having something to rely on in your heart to participate in the One Hundred Hours Defense War only to find that your reliance may not be reliable when the time comes is much weaker than the mentality of fighting to the death from the very beginning.

One win, one draw.

In the third battle, the guardian Feng family's children were slightly injured and won.

Just being pierced through the thigh cost the other person's life.

Everyone cheered, because everyone could see that Langmao Jiuqiu, who was fighting, had obviously improved his understanding of the Feng family's swordsmanship and entered a subtle realm!

If I could enter a few days earlier, I could defeat the opponent of the same level without even being injured.

In the fourth battle, the Feng family's children won.

This battle was won more easily. An uncontrollable smile appeared on Langya's face.

This battle is between Langmao Twenty-Five and Langmao Twenty-Five. Originally, the two sides fought together without distinction, but now Langmao Twenty-Five's foundation has been fully restored, and he has gained a new understanding.

Whether it was his moves, his strength of cultivation, or his combat power, he was obviously higher than his opponent. The effect of the captain's special training these days was immediate.

The two people who could only die together can now be easily killed!

Three wins out of four.

There is already a faint aura of joy rising on the guardian's side. But on the other side of the Sovereign Orthodox Church, it is still calm, like stagnant water without waves.

He was indifferent to the death of his comrades.

"I won." Fang Che looked at Bi Fangdong with a cold face.

"You win." Bi Fangdong simply threw the luck stone over and said calmly: "My fighting spirit is broken. I had no hope of winning today."

The outcome has been decided, and the bet has been settled.

However, the ninth-grade saint master who fought on the other side did not retreat.

His old face was calm, and he looked at the opposite side with dead eyes, and said calmly: "Now that I have come out and gone to fight, I will not go back. Wolf Mao San, give me a ride."
To be continued...