Apocalyptic Dark Age

The long ribbon of misty pink mist whipped towards Gaofeng. Gaofeng just dodged and passed by the ribbon. Seeing that he had dodged it, the empty ribbon exploded and rolled towards Gaofeng.

The flying knives spinning around Gao Feng combined with the ground and spread out like a peacock spreading its wings, blocking most of the pink mist. Gao Feng continued to rush forward and was already close to Chi Ye Ye.

Chi Yeye's heart felt at peace. She was afraid that Gao Feng would scatter knives on her like he just did, but she was not afraid of Gao Feng himself.

Gao Feng shouted loudly, and the god of death's scimitar slashed down at Chi Yeye like lightning. Chi Yeye's face had no ripples, and he slapped the side of the scimitar without a moment's notice, causing Gao Feng's scimitar to bounce away. In terms of speed and eyesight, , Chi Yeye is no worse than him, and is more powerful than his current state.

Gao Feng's hand holding the handle of the knife went numb for a while. Before he could retract the scimitar, Chi Yeye was already close. He slapped his palm again, slapped the scimitar with his backhand, and slapped it away. This was Gao Feng's first time. When someone else took away the weapon, I was stunned for a moment, but felt horrified in my heart. Having your weapon taken away with bare hands is the most unacceptable thing.

In less than a second, Gao Feng was kicked hard in the chest. Gao Feng spat out a mouthful of hot blood and flew backwards. Chi Yeye no longer used the powder mist, just like a wild wolf pounced on food. He quickly chased Gaofeng, clasping his hands together, ready to completely defeat Gaofeng.

Gaofeng hit the ground and slid away, knocking away countless flying knives stuck on the ground. Before the flying knives finished rolling, they flew towards Chi Yeye like meteors.

Chi Yeye's body was extremely agile, and he dodged the flying knives while shaking, and his raised fist hit Gao Feng's forehead.

At this moment, the pupils of Gao Feng's eyes suddenly expanded, almost occupying the entire eye socket. Green veins popped up on his forehead, and he shouted loudly:

"Blow it up for me..."

Chi Yeye saw Gao Feng's appearance, but didn't take it to heart. For an old man like him on the battlefield, any interference was unnecessary. The fist he swung down fell to Gao Feng's head without any obstruction.

"bump……"

Several soft sounds mixed together and exploded on Chi Yeye at the same time. Countless metal fragments tore the wound, causing her to fly backwards with a groan.

But it was the flying knife that had been inserted into her body before and had not been removed. In order to prevent Gao Feng from using it, she clamped the blade with her muscles and waited until the battle was over before treating the wound.

Gao Feng did not use grappling techniques at the last moment. Under absolute strength, grappling does not necessarily work. Instead, he broke the shackles of his abilities because of the dangerous pressure, and derived new abilities at the critical moment. Metal self-destruction was also Chi Yeye's. It's because they are close by, but if they are far apart, they won't have this effect.

Chi Yeye was hit hard and staggered and fell out. Gao Feng put his hands on the ground and jumped up suddenly. After walking for three steps, he fell down again. The powder mist had invaded his internal organs, making him smile with all his strength. The only thing he could rely on was his ability. ,

There were several large holes in Chi Yeye's arms, lower abdomen, and thighs, spraying blood. A large amount of blood loss made her cheeks pale and her lips black.

Neither of them had the strength to fight anymore. Gao Feng lay on the ground and stared at Chi Yeye fiercely. There were more than a dozen flying knives surrounding him. Chi Yeye gathered all the pink mist in front of him, forming a brilliant chaos. Clouds.

Chi Yeye's breathing began to become short, but he did not give up, knowing that the peak was running out, and he was only one step away from catching the peak.

How could Gao Feng let Chi Yeye catch him? This was a battle of wills, it all depended on who couldn't hold on first.

Just as the dizziness in Gao Feng's head became more and more intense and Chi Yeye's face became paler, he suddenly heard a childish roar from the distance and a stone the size of a fist flew towards him.

This stone was just a joke to Xian Feng, and its strength had weakened after flying such a long distance, but to Chi Yeye, it was the last straw that broke the camel's back. The stone was hit by a pink puff of smoke and shattered a lot. Although the pink mist has not completely dispersed, it is already close to fragments. Chi Yeye glares at the peak angrily, turns around and jumps down the mountain.

Gao Feng turned his head and saw with blurry eyes the mountaintop opposite. Jin Neng was sticking his butt out and looking for a suitable stone. Before he could think of anything, his whole body fell into darkness...

After a long period of coma, Gao Feng woke up from his own fright. He suddenly sat up and opened his eyes. When he saw the pole on the side, he asked anxiously:

"What's going on outside? Are the Deserters still attacking?"

After saying that, he listened carefully and did not hear the tsunami of fighting on the battlefield outside. Someone grabbed the arm of the pole and said, "Did you fail?"

Because Gao Feng was in coma, he not only lost control of his body, but also lost control of the battlefield. He didn't know what the outcome would be on the battlefield, and this defensive battle was something he really couldn't afford to lose. Once he lost it, it would be catastrophic.

Zhan Zi looked at Gao Feng strangely and said, "Didn't the Desolate Man scare away the Great Elder? Now there are only corpses outside the wall. Where are the living Desolate Soldiers?"

When Zhuangzi said this, Gao Feng didn't believe it at first, but then he figured out that it must be his last burst of ability that caused Chi Yeye to be hit hard. His heart suddenly became excited, and he stood on the edge of the bed as if he was standing on the ground.

"careful……."

Zhan Zi screamed loudly, and then Gao Feng was unable to sit on the bed. The fight and fright of Lian Fan, as well as the pink mist, caused his body to be extremely weak, and he has not recovered yet.

"Great Elder, it's not time to be anxious now. We'll wait until you recover. The warriors below are bracing themselves for another battle to make you look bad. They say they can't let you fight off the desolate people alone... ….”

Zhanzi pretended not to notice Gao Feng's uncertain expression, and spoke to Gao Feng in a half-comfort, half-forgiveness manner.

"Don't do anything now. Get in touch with the big team and ask them to quickly put pressure on Mantou. No matter what method you think of, let Mantou get into chaos first. We can't let them send more troops to attack us..."

Gao Feng knew that the pressure on Mantou's side would be several times greater than before. Chi Yeye's injury meant that their high-level Jialuo no longer had the power to intimidate, and no one could suppress Tianzhao anymore. This was the best time. when.

"Xian Zhao has already sent people, but I, Xianghuang Ren, shouldn't come again, right? With you here, Great Elder, they should..."

Zhuangzi's worship of Gaofeng has reached an extreme level. No one can fly in the sky, but Gaofeng can. Therefore, he believes that with Gaofeng there, no matter how many deserters come, it will not be scary.

Gao Feng couldn't help but smile bitterly, shook his head and said:

"It's useless for me to be here. I can't possibly kill all the desolate people in one go? How long will it take for me to be unconscious? How much is the loss on both sides?"

"You have been unconscious for a day and a half. It is now the middle of the second day. There are not many losses. The indentured slaves suffered about 600 casualties, all of them were shot and killed by throwing guns. The elite warriors suffered more than 200 casualties, and less than half of them were on the top of the mountain. Killed by patrons..."

Speaking of the casualties of the elite warriors, Zangzi's mood was a little low. No one expected that the protectors would take the lead and were caught off guard. The elite warriors on guard on the two hills were almost wiped out. The situation on the other side of the pole was better. At the last moment, he All remaining warriors were ordered to retreat, and almost eighty elite warriors on the peak side died senselessly in the powder mist.