Chu Fei sat cross-legged for a while and slightly refined the tens of thousands of blades seized from a bad Moorsman, mainly to consume all the large amount of turbid dew beads accumulated in the consciousness space; and to increase the attack power of the blade.

Then he went to Shangguan Jun to learn about the recent battle situation, and then Chu Fei was stunned:

The tactic of adding fuel has reached its limit. The Yanhuang Federation has mobilized 6 million people, and the Moorch civilization has crazily increased its troops to seven million.

But because of the darkness, the Yanhuang Federation still gained the upper hand.

After a brief introduction, Shangguan Jun concluded: "At present, more than 30,000 casualties have reached our side. But at least 20,000 people can be rescued intact.

The Moors paid a greater price, at least 400,000 people.

But the situation is not very optimistic. The Moors are quickly adapting to the dark environment."

Chu Fei nodded, "I have found a way to deal with Thunder Tenglong. Tell me, what's the situation now?"

Shangguan Jun pointed out seven positions without hesitation.

Chu Fei recorded the coordinates, drank a breeze of energy nutrient solution, spread the wings of the wind and set off.

Soon we came to the first coordinate and found that the Moors united and occupied a high ground, which in turn deterred the movement of the Yanhuang army.

Chu Fei dived directly and shot out more than 500 blades, severely damaging at least 150 elites of the Moorshi civilization.

The Moors' camp collapsed and was soon captured by the Yanhuang Federation's army.

Chu Fei had already shifted his target and came to a high altitude.

The second position turned out to be high altitude, and more than 200 elites from both sides confronted each other at high altitude.

With the cover of the night, Chu Fei flew at a high speed, flew past the enemy formation with a brutal sight, and he seized a weak link, and three wind spears burst out one after another.

Three waves of attacks severely damaged a Moorch elite who was fighting.

Under such circumstances, he suffered a severe blow and was immediately seized by his opponent to behead him.

It’s just a person’s victory or defeat, but the balance of the scene has changed. Yanhuang Federation has one more man!

Chu Fei quickly passed by and quickly went away without any stop. It is enough to break the balance here, and the remaining five key points must be saved as soon as possible.

Chu Fei has a clear positioning of himself: a firefighter!

As for the rest, I believe that my comrades can do it well.

The news that Chu Fei appeared again soon reached the Moors' temporary command center.

At this time, at the Moorch command center, Thunder Tenglong looked at the old man in front of him with an extremely serious expression; because he used too much force, there were rock-like marks on his face, which were tense muscles.

"Why must it be me?" Thunder Tenglong couldn't help but roar at the commander.

Then I looked at the old man in front and the blood inheritance formation on the ground, and felt depressed, angry, and more complicated emotions.

The commander's voice was low: "It's a dark state now, and the rest of the people are strong in combat but cannot see them."

I don’t ask you to kill Chu Fei, as long as I can hold him back, drag him until dawn.

Together, you three do not seek merit but seek no mistakes.

As long as you can hold back Chu Fei's footsteps, it will be a great achievement.

If you have to ask why, then I can only say that you are requisitioned by the army now, you are already a soldier, execute the orders!"

Thunder Tenglong turned his head to look next to him. There were two other friends. The seriously injured friend was already jumping around.

Valley Widow

The old man sat cross-legged in front of Thunder Tenglong, his face was calm, and he said slowly with a smile: "Child, we are old and useless. But I don't want to die of old age in obscurity.

If I can pass on this body of blood power before death, I will be satisfied even if I die.

If there really is another world, if I meet my ancestors, I can also hold my head up and say to them, I have not let my blood down."

Thunder Tenglong had a struggle on his face, "But you still have at least fifty years of life."

"But the only one who can resonate with you, enter this space, and whose bloodline is pure enough, is me, the old man.

Children don’t have to have any psychological burden. Compared with my comrades and classmates who have already died in battle, I am already very content.

People are always going to die, as long as they are not unknown."

Thunder Tenglong took several deep breaths and spoke firmly, "I can try and I am willing to try. But I can't guarantee success.

All I can say is that I will do my best and never take a step back even if I die. But I am afraid of letting down everyone’s expectations.”

"That's enough." The old man said, suddenly coughing a few times, put a blood gem on the formation between the two of them, and said softly: "Let's start."

The unique bloodline inheritance formation was activated, and a pure aura surged out of the old man, injected into the bloodline gem, and then into Thunder Tenglong's body.

The old man was weak and dry at a speed visible to the naked eye, and he became like a dead tree in a blink of an eye; in the blink of an eye, his head hangs down and his breath is gone.

The bloodline formation did not stop, and the powerful force poured into Thunder Tenglong's body, promoting the evolution of bloodline.

The majestic aura rolled on Thunder Tenglong.

Next to him, an old man walked into another formation, and the other two friends also slowly walked into the formation.

Inheritance is carried out in words; responsibility is also passed down in words.

The human being has passed away, but the power of blood is endless.

A few minutes later, Thunder and Tenglong and the other two woke up from the formation. There were faint energy patterns flashing through their dark skin, some like lightning, and some like ripples, each with different characteristics.

These patterns flash and gradually hide and disappear quickly.

The three of them knelt down slowly to the three bodies that had lost their lives and kowtowed deeply. Then they turned around and walked out of the camp where there were hundreds of elites.

"Kill!" With a roar, the three of them faced hundreds of elites.

Roars and screams came one after another. During the fierce battle, the patterns on the three of them appeared again, but in the crazy battle, the patterns dissipated again.

But this time it is not hidden, but blended into the skin and into the bloodline.

At the beginning, the three of them were beaten up like an unbearable person; but gradually, the three of them began to get up, fight back, and start to win.

Half an hour later, the three of them stood proudly; the hundreds of elites were already rolling around.

After another half an hour of treatment, the commander saw him off in person after returning to his peak condition.

At this time, the commander's eyes were a little red and bloody, and they were a bit ferocious. "Please. In this hour, that Chu Fei killed hundreds of our top experts. He can't let him continue to kill!"

The three nodded and then soared into the air.

In the dark night, only a few blue and white lightning flashed in the void, like dragonflies sifting through the water, and blue and white ripples rippled in the void, quickly moving away.

Compared with the rays of lightning that had previously driven lightning, this time the dragonfly moves forward seem to have less momentum; but there are qualitative changes in both movement speed and skills.

Chu Fei has a ‘cosmic brain program’, and the Moors have a “blood inheritance”.
Chapter completed!