In the hall of the fortress manor, soon only Ye Fei and Ling Yushuang were left in the hall, and for this battle, whether it was Lu Liang, Tang Hao and other people from martial arts families, they seemed to attach great importance to it.

"Over there, why don't you send a strong person here?" Ye Fei was silent for a moment, then looked up at the person in front of him.

The Yuan Infant Realm cannot participate in the war, which is meaningless in Ye Fei's opinion.

"Unless ......" Ye Fei's eyes suddenly flashed, and he already had some guesses in his heart.

"Well, as you think, the hidden door doesn't attach much importance to this big battle at all." Ling Yushuang's eyes flashed and she looked up at Ye Fei in front of her.

She shouldn't have said this, but in the face of the person in front of her, Ling Yushuang didn't know why, so she would not hesitate to say it directly.

"In Ye's opinion, the hidden meaning of this is not just as simple as not paying attention to it." A light flashed in Ye Fei's eyes, and he couldn't help but take a deep look at the person in front of him.

The conflict between the Eastern and Western martial arts worlds, once Pingcheng is lost, the Western martial arts world invades Huaxia, which will have the most direct impact, first of all, it is undoubtedly the Hidden Dragon Base of the Huaxia Martial Arts Family and Yanjing.

From this point of view, it is reasonable for Lu Liang and Tang Hao and others to attach so much importance to it.

But is it really that simple? If it continues to develop, even if it is a hidden sect hidden in the deep mountains, it will most likely be difficult to escape the involvement in the end, and it is impossible for the three major masters of the Huaxia Hidden Sect not to think of this.

"I, I don't know." Ling Yushuang shook her head slightly, she could only be regarded as a junior in the Hidden Gate after all.

In the hall, Ye Fei heard the words, and he was not talking nonsense, since the war had broken out, he would go and see it in person.

The two of them quickly left the fortress manor together.

At this time, in Pingcheng, almost in just a few minutes, the martial arts cultivation in the entire city had been fully assembled.

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Beihai Pingdao, this is defense, most of them are children of martial arts families, and the overall strength is weak.

But the number of people is really quite a lot, especially the establishment of the Hundred Schools Alliance, which allows the Huaxia martial arts family to unite, and the number of martial arts cultivators is not inferior to the hidden disciples.

This temporary base city, after passing through the buildings in the city and those training grounds, there is a walled defense line in front of the basin on the edge of the city, and hundreds of children of martial arts families are guarding the defense line.

And not far ahead, there is a battlefield between the two sides, and only the big battle in the martial arts world will have such a battlefield.

Strength is always the key to the final victory, and compared to the big war, it is more like a grand event in the martial arts world of the East and the West, but this grand event is built on the basis of death.

Beihai Pingcheng Defense Line.

"Lord Ye, the Western Martial Arts Realm, on the south side of Ping Island, has also established a base."

"We've played against us a few times in the past three months."

In front of the defense line, Tang Hao saw Ye Fei coming at this moment, so he hurriedly stepped forward and explained.

Behind him, hundreds of young disciples of martial arts families had gathered, and the Huaxia Hundred Schools Alliance was obviously headed by Tang Hao.

"How's it going?" Ye Fei's eyes flashed, and he asked bluntly.

When Tang Hao heard this, he couldn't help but sigh secretly, the expression on his face was slightly ugly, and after muttering a little, he roughly explained the big battles that had taken place in the past three months.

The collision between the two sides, the victory or defeat aside, every time there is a war, the children of the Chinese martial arts family will have a lot of martial arts cultivators, who will die on the battlefield, and they have lost a lot in the past three months.

"Ye boy, do you remember the Golden Sea Master of the Hidden Dragon?" In front of the crowd on the side, Lu Liang sighed at the same time, looked at Ye Fei and said in a low voice.

When Ye Fei heard this, he nodded slightly, at the East China Martial Arts Conference, that Jinhai master had a profound impact on him, but since he was defeated under his own hands, this person has always stayed in the Hidden Dragon Base.

"A month ago, he died on the battlefield."

"With the outbreak of a big war, death is inevitable......" The look on Lu Liang's face was ugly, and after speaking, he looked up at the front, and anger flashed in his eyes.

As Lu Liang's gaze looked, it could be seen that on the battlefield ahead, the army of thousands of people in the Western Martial Arts Realm had slowly approached the Beihai defense line, and an invisible oppressive force swept towards the usual support.

Under Ye Fei's spiritual sense, among those thousands, there was indeed no powerhouse comparable to the dollar infant realm.

"Those people, that's not quite right." In front of the defensive line, Ye Fei couldn't help but take a step forward, and a fine light flashed in his eyes.

Those people in the Western Martial Arts Realm who were from far and near in front of them faintly exuded this yin and evil aura, if it weren't for Ye Fei's strength in the late Yuan Infant period, he wouldn't have been able to detect it at all.

In front of the Pingcheng defense line, the representative of the hidden gate, Lu Fang, with the martial arts in the city, had already gathered at this moment and stood by again.

"Master Ye, Yuan Infant Realm, don't participate in the big war, you must not break the rules." Lu Fang came to the mountain at this time, turned his head and glanced at Ye Fei, and said in a deep voice.

After he finished speaking, he immediately waved his hand.

In front of the defense line, everyone immediately understood, Tang Hao led the disciples of the martial arts family, together with Lu Liang, and dozens of disciples of the Hidden Sect, towards the front.

In a short time, on the battlefield in the basin ahead, the two sides were already facing each other.

The big war is about to start, and the big war between the martial arts world seems to be a little messy, but in fact it is orderly in the chaos, and it looks more like a competition between people in the martial arts, but it does not only divide the victory and defeat, but also decide life and death.

The center of the basin battlefield is like a large jousting ring.

"Donald, in the first battle, the old man will be handed over to you." On the side of the Huaxia Martial Arts Realm, Lu Liang took a step forward at this moment, and while he spoke, the momentum on his body exploded and condensed.

"Senior Lu, rest assured, the old decay will live up to expectations."

"The Southwest Martial Arts Family, the elites of the major clans, go out with the old man!"

Tang Hao took the lead at this time, the spiritual power in his body exploded, and he had already reached the level of Jindan Dao, after the South China Sea Lingxi, and Ye Fei's previous guidance, the strength of this Tang family ancestor could not be underestimated.

Before the words fell, Tang Hao took dozens of children of the family and stepped into the battlefield ring in front of him.

Under the leadership of Tang Hao, the younger generations are like a rainbow, and the magic weapons in their hands are sacrificed one after another, and their eyes are full of fanaticism, but all people in the martial arts have a fearless heart.

And at this moment, it has been ignited by the atmosphere on the field.

"Hmph, Soul Hunter Team, up." In the team of the Western Martial Arts Realm in the distance ahead, there was also a low shout at this moment.

Immediately afterwards, dozens of tall leather armored men with a yin and evil aura rushed to the battlefield ring in front of them, and the momentum that erupted from their bodies could be described as not to be outdone.

"Kill!"

"For the sake of the Chinese martial arts world."

On the battlefield ring, Tang Hao let out a low shout.

Everyone on the field, without any hesitation, roared at the same time and rushed forward.

The two sides collided together in an instant, and the invisible force of the shock swept across the surrounding air, and there were bursts of muffled sounds from time to time.

Except for the melee in which there were almost more than 100 martial cultivators on both sides combined, most of the people on both sides were glaring angrily and did not act rashly.

"Stupid Huaxia, you can die."

"Soul Slave!"

On the battlefield ring, the leather-armored man at the head showed an evil smile on his face at this moment, and at the same time, a ghostly light burst out from his body, exuding a penetrating ferocious aura.

The ghostly light turned into a ghost, instantly penetrating the figure of a disciple of a martial arts family.

Under the horrified gaze of everyone, on the battlefield ring, the child of the Huaxia family who slowly fell was swallowed by the ghost light in an instant, and finally disappeared.

As time goes by, on the battlefield, the war continues, but the number of martial cultivators of the Huaxia martial arts family is getting smaller and smaller.

And this battle was also seen by everyone on the Pingcheng defense line, and naturally he couldn't escape Ye Fei's eyes, and after seeing the soul slave, his complexion couldn't help but change slightly.

"Let them come back."

"In the Western martial arts world, there are soul slaves to help, Tang Hao is not an opponent." Ye Fei turned around, and his gaze fell on the leader of this place, the man named Lu Fang.

In front of the defensive line, Lu Fang just chuckled.

"Heh, Master Ye, as a person from the Huaxia Martial Arts Realm, how can you say such words that will destroy your own prestige." Lu Fang snorted lightly, and at the same time turned his gaze and looked towards the battlefield ahead.

"Lu Liang, if you don't send people to support, do you want to see the loss of Pingcheng with your own eyes!"

Lu Fang let out a loud shout, and the voice quickly spread outside the defense line, among the crowd of people in the Huaxia Martial Arts Realm this time.

"Old man, I will never let Pingcheng fall." Lu Liang's face showed a resolute look, in his heart, even if he fought for his own life, he couldn't let those people in front of him step into the Huaxia martial arts realm for half a step.

As he spoke, on the battlefield in front of him, Lu Liang did not hesitate, and immediately commanded the people behind him to rush to the battlefield ring in front of him, ensuring that the number of people on the Huaxia Martial Arts side could not fall behind.

And as time goes by, the number of dead and wounded among the children of the martial arts family is also slowly increasing.

Not far from the rear, on the side of the Pingcheng defense line, Lu Fang's face couldn't help but smile at this moment, only to see this person standing with his hands in his hands, looking up and staring ahead, as if he was watching a performance.

Ye Fei couldn't help frowning slightly at this time, even if he won in the end, the martial arts family would suffer heavy losses.

After only thinking for a moment, he immediately withdrew his gaze and turned to look at Lu Fang beside him.

"Disciples of the Hidden Sect, the overall strength is above the martial arts family, you let those powerhouses of the Jindan Dao make a move." Ye Fei's eyes froze, staring at the person beside him and said in a deep voice.

Beihai Ping Island, in this Ping City, although there are not many hidden disciples, but the strength is extremely good.

If he joined the battlefield at this time, he would definitely be able to reverse the current situation, and these hidden disciples, Ye Fei could not command.

"No, the strong man of the hidden door is the last line of defense in Pingcheng."

"Ye Fei, do you think that a small martial arts family alone can support Pingdao for three months?" Lu Fang refused, glanced at Ye Fei, and said directly.