Traitor: I like Master more after his gender change

Chapter 285 Appearance (Part )

Time passes quickly and the ordinary days will eventually come to an end.

On the third day after Diefang and the others gathered together again, bursts of sounds of killing were heard outside the Xin'an community.

The murderous intent was overwhelming and the momentum was like a rainbow.

It seemed as if to declare their determination to face death head on.

Looking down from the city wall, the sight of so many soldiers and horses making one feel despair is unbearable.

How many times is the gap between them? No, it can no longer be described as a gap, it is a chasm, a chasm.

There are too many of them, and there are also too few people in Xin'an.

There are so few that even one elf has to face a hundred or even hundreds of people to resist.

It was obvious... after the three tribes discussed it, they all put out all their military forces.

This was only low-end combat power, and Bai Chen felt even more desperate for the True Immortal-level combat power that could affect the entire battle situation...

Above the dark group, there were six figures with the strength of True Immortals. There was no doubt that they were the three tribes excluding two True Immortals.

You know, there are only two true immortal-level elves in Xin'an, and the other elders are only at the immortal level.

In this battle... Bai Chen couldn't see any hope of survival.

Diefang and the others also slowly walked up to the city wall...

So many... so many enemies.

One third of them were actually demons with black aura all over their bodies and strange shapes...

There are countless gods who have been transformed, hundreds of them who have transcended tribulation, and even nearly a hundred lower-level immortals, and more than twenty middle-level immortals.

They didn't dare to imagine how earth-shattering the fighting would be and how long Xin'an could hold out.

The gap between the two sides... is too big.

Bai Chen knew very well that their alliance was not indestructible and they each had their own ulterior motives, but the gap in numbers had already caused a qualitative change.

She couldn't see the future, and even suspected that even if support from the Human King Palace arrived, they might not be able to report Xin'an.

The three of them are undoubtedly equivalent to the power of half of the elves. The remaining half is their Xin'an and those remote and scattered small tribes. However, the power of this half of the elves can undoubtedly sweep away any tribe.

Bai Chen subconsciously clenched his fists.

The six enemy True Immortals didn't give them much chance to think, and the pressure from the True Immortals was released.

"Don't hesitate, come out and fight. Could it be that... you are planning to surrender?"

The voice was distant and chilling, it was a real immortal... calling out to them.

Diefang held on to the six figures shrouded in dazzling light. This experience... was really great.

The next moment, countless figures of the other side flew high into the sky in an instant, and they were behind the six rays of light.

Under the induction, there were one hundred lower-level immortals, twenty-seven middle-level immortals, and the six true immortals in the front.

Among them, there are two true immortals of the demon clan, eight middle-level immortals, and nearly thirty lower-level immortals.

This is the combat power that Yuanfeng and Shen agreed to in exchange for tens of thousands of elf girls from each demon group, a total of more than 200,000 elf girls.

Naturally, their two tribes cannot produce so many elf girls with stained bloodlines at the moment, so they all rely on Xin'an... rely on those elves with fertility.

The terrifying aura almost made Diefang unable to breathe.

She understood very clearly that even if she and her fellow apprentice sister Wenxin could withstand the attacks from those below the immortal level, the real battlefield to decide the outcome would still be the battles at the immortal level.

On the other hand, on Xin'an's side... there are thirty lower-level immortals, ten middle-level immortals, and two true immortals.

The ten middle-level immortals are some older generation elves in Xin'an who have lived for some time.

gap……

Not only Diefang noticed it, but Wenxin and the others also realized it.

A losing situation?

This kind of experience... is meaningless even if you try your best!

Diefang couldn't help but turn her head to look.

The elves named Xin'an seemed to completely ignore the terrifying momentum and moved forward with a determined look.

During this time, several elves couldn't help but look back again and again...

It touched Diefang's heart.

They looked back not because they were timid, but as a final farewell to their hometown with an unflinching determination to die. Their eyes revealed tenderness, reluctance and... their final emotions.

Knowing that it is a situation where death is inevitable...

Still no one is running away in fear...

Why is it so? There is such a big gap between elves. Some are extremely licentious and greedy, while others are law-abiding, down-to-earth and loyal.

Xin'an... They wanted to devour this alien Xin'an, just like a group of dirty mud cannot allow a bright and beautiful lotus to exist, they want to pluck this lotus.

Is the darkness trying to devour the last light within the elves...

This doomed war has been given so much important meaning...

Fighting for beauty?

Well... let's fight for beauty.

Diefang came back to her senses and looked at Wenxin and the others beside her.

Above them, a powerful aura suddenly erupted.

It was Bai Chen who brought Linglong and all the immortal-level combat forces in the Xin'an community.

Diefang and the others looked at each other.

Even when faced with a seemingly hopeless gap, they still couldn't help but laugh.

Trust...believe in each other, and the legendary miracle will happen...

Diefang's momentum continued to rise. Although she had only the cultivation level of a spirit being transformed, she was vaguely more terrifying than the average tribulation-crossing warrior.

Wen Xin's extremely sharp sword intent soared into the sky.

Xinyu's Taoist magic power rippled around her body along with her breath.

Xiao Fangying held a sword in one hand. Although it was not as sharp as Wenxin's, it still made the enemy feel dazzling.

So...are you all ready?

If you are ready...

Then go ahead and crush Ling Xiao and crush them!

……

A white-haired beauty sat at the table. On the table was a cup of green tea, which was filled with the refreshing, fragrant aroma of osmanthus and orchid.

If Xin'an were to be destroyed, it would be considered as her breaking of promise, and she would lose the opportunity to taste the fragrant tea with such a strong aroma again, as well as an old friend whom she had known for a long time.

"Can you please go now, Xiao Hei? I don't think they can hold out for much longer."

"no problem……"

……

On both sides of the huge city wall, the fighting spirit of both sides has reached its peak.

The terrifying pressure and the momentum that seemed to break through the sky, this was an unprecedented war that was enough to shock the entire world, a war... that was comparable to the great war in the sword domain of the human race!

It will definitely be recorded by the world, and they will definitely... rely on the entire stage to go to... the entire world.