Chapter 273 Sweeping Thousands of Armies

It's as powerful as a fairy!

This is the only thought left in Fang Wenxian's heart, who still can't get up on the ground.

He was born in the local generation. He has never seen immortals, but he has heard from the elders.

When the Guangyang faction moved to other war zones, they also cooperated with the immortals.

In the narration of those elders, immortals killing demons are as simple as cutting melons and chopping vegetables. Only those advanced demons can slightly block the edge of immortals, and those who can really pose a threat to immortals are all big demons with the ability to pass through the sky.

Fang Wenxian has never seen the ability of the big demon, but the horse demon leader in front of him is definitely a high-level demon, but he was killed by this Yongdao friend like cutting melons and vegetables. The horse demon's body is far stronger than steel, but this Yongdao friend beheaded him with only a handful of ordinary iron. Isn't this ability like a fairy?

Master Yongda, who was mistaken for being as powerful as an immortal, put the empty ejection array back into the sword box, took three steps and two steps to Fang Wenxian's side, briefly checked it, applied a few talisman for the symptom, and burned the ash and stuffed it into his mouth. Then he said, "Your injury is too serious. You can't be cured by the rune alone. I will collect you. Go to the magic weapon to make your injury no worse, and let you out when the battle is over!"

Fang Wenxian supported himself and said, "I can still fight. Elder Yong, have you found the magic weapon?"

Yong Bowen patted the sword box on his back and said excitedly, "It's all here. It's just a lot. This demon is studying. Fortunately, we came in time!"

"Well, in that case, we will send a signal to gather the team and escort you back to Guangyang Fort!" Fang Wen Xianqiang wanted to stand up. He knew very well that the real cruel battle had just begun.

The cross-air transmission array can only send them to their destination, and if they want to go back, they can only rely on them to kill back by themselves!

I don't know how many demons are blocking this way. I don't know how many disciples can return to Guangyang Fort alive. At this time, one more person will have more strength. As the main force of the immortal disciples of the Guangyang School, how can he hide in the magic weapon and live secretly?

Yong Bowen patted him comfortingly: "Don't worry, since I have to return the magic weapon, I will leave the next thing to me!" You sacrificed your life to help me regain the magic weapon. How can you return to the world alone to express my gratitude? Relax, relax, everything has me!"

Fang Wenxian said stubbornly, "My disciple is ordered to protect his predecessors, and he doesn't want to live even if he dies in battle!"

If he doesn't want to, Yong Bowen can't get him into the computer to save it. If you want to enter the computer, you must use the power of ghosts to be a mage, and be a powerful/mage with explosive combat effectiveness. If it is not his permission, it is absolutely impossible to get close to ghosts.

"Well, you follow me." Yong Bowen had no choice but to let him. After making a few more healing charms for him, he took out the tablet computer from the sword box with his backhand. The computer was in his hand. I had it all over the world and said with confidence, "Now, it's time to witness miracles!"

Fang Wenxian stared at it with wide eyes and saw a wisp of black smoke spewing out from the side of the square shining magic weapon and turned into a rather weak evil spirit.

The evil spirit also holds an identical magic weapon in his hand!

The black smoke continues, and the evil spirits turn out of the magic weapon one after another, and each evil spirit holds the same magic weapon in his hand.

In the end, more than a hundred evil spirits appeared, neatly arranged behind Yong Bowen and Fang Wenxian. Each evil spirit held a tablet computer connected to the ghost converter in his hand.

Fang Wenxian carefully reminded: "Senior, although the demons are not very powerful, it is very difficult to rely on these evil spirits to defeat them!"

Yong Bowen smiled and said, "Don't worry, this is not a combat force. They are just a transport brigade, and it is the combat force that comes out below!" The yellow scarf combat troops attack!"

Black smoke spewed out of the tablets in the hands of all the evil spirits at the same time, but this time the black smoke settled, and the illusion was no longer the evil spirits, but a whole hundred giants.

These giants are all 20 meters high, and in terms of size alone, they all compete with the leader of the horse demon. A yellow turban, and all kinds of strange weapons hanging on his body.

A giant in yellow appeared, and the powerful fierce and violent breath filled the whole huge room in an instant.

"Demon!"

Fang Wenxian has been fighting with demons since he can fight. He is too familiar with this kind of atmosphere.

This is the breath of demons, and it is not an ordinary demon, but the breath of a powerful demon that the leader of the horse demon just now is far from being compared!

With Fang Wenxian's fierce and brave battle, under the suppression of this overwhelming violent atmosphere, he can't help but feel a chill on his back and his legs are weak - of course, the weakness of these two legs must be because he is seriously injured, which has absolutely nothing to do with fear and other emotions. Anyway, Fang Wenxian will definitely not admit it.

Is this Yong actually another demon? Otherwise, how can there be so many powerful demons in the magic weapon!

However, after a short period of fear, Fang Wenxian, who restrained his heart, soon realized his mistake.

After all, the yellow scarf puppet is very different from the real demons.

After careful observation, Fang Wenxian recognized that these should be high-level puppets driven by demon spirits.

Only this certainty made him more in awe of Yong Bowen.

How powerful it would be to refine puppets with so many powerful demon spirits as the core!

I think these demons must have been hunted by him, and they will not be picked up casually.

"Emptify the demons in the fortress!"

Yong Bowen issued simple combat orders and targets.

These yellow scarf wrestlers are still refined by Yong Bowen with the demon soul in the demon tomb of Fengyao Town. Although it is very different from the real yellow scarf wrestler, it is enough to deal with this scene with the magic weapons of Yu Chengshi Company.

The yellow scarf wrestlers who received the order lined up and walked out of the broken door in silence, but not all the yellow scarf wrestlers went out, but more than a dozen stayed behind Yongbo.

"Senior Yong, you are so born..." Fang Wenxian just wanted to praise a few words to express his admiration for the superb ability of this senior Yong who used more than a hundred puppets at the same time, but he heard Yong Bowen shout again: "The First Mobile Group!"

With this sound, thick black smoke began to emerge from the 100 tablets held by the hundred evil spirits in their hands. A large number of machine evil puppets kept coming out, not only humanoid robots, but also the mechanized troops refined with the betrayal of the evil spirits as the core. There are all kinds of tanks, aircraft and self-propelled guns, all of them are Yong Datian. Products manufactured in cooperation with Wuhuapai.

Fang Wenxian was stunned.

This, what kind of person is this!

It's great that they take a few puppets with them and listen to the command. This one is good, with a branch of troops!

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