Urban Madness

After calming down for a long time, the King of Black Wind left Wugui and others, leaving him and the Nether Lord again in the entire big account.

"As the leader of Tianyi Pavilion, you should have self-respect. Isn't the lesson that arrogant soldiers defeated is not profound enough?"

The Nether Lord slowly shook his head.

He had warned the King of Black Wind a long time ago, whether it is dealing with the real person Qingfeng or Ye Fan, he should have a certain sense of caution.

But this guy just took pride as his capital, and this play ruined it.

"You're talking cold words here again, aren't you? Don't you think about how to recoup the loss now?"

"Recovering the loss? It's easy to say. The Heavenly God Stone has already fallen into the hands of Real Qingfeng. When their super-tech weapons are forged, what will we use as a bargaining chip for victory?"

The Nether Lord is also solemn.

Without the support of super-technological weapons, it not only means that thousands of disciples have died unjustly and tragically, but also that the process of this war will be postponed indefinitely.

The Black Wind Lord straightened up angrily.

"Is there anything to worry about, don't they only have two Storm Swords left? Only two of them, what threat can they pose to us?"

"I have already thought about it, tomorrow I will..."

The words of the Black Wind King stopped abruptly as soon as they were halfway, because many noisy voices came from outside the big tent.

When the two walked out of the camp, they realized that the voice should have come from Jinghu Villa.

But when the Black Wind King was about to step forward to listen, the mad demon with severed arm hurriedly stopped him.

"Chief Leader, don't go there, there is nothing there."

"What do you mean by nothing? Are you deaf as an old man? Get out of me."

The Black Wind King pushed away the mad demon angrily, his figure was suspended in the air, and he stared at the past coldly. This time he almost didn't send him away!

Because the surface of Jinghu Villa didn't know when many large speakers were installed, from the speakers came one murderous sentence after another.

"The King of Black Wind really lives as a disciple, and regards his disciple as a sacrifice item, just to obtain the so-called super-technological weapon!"

"It's a pity, it's a pity that thousands of disciples may die without knowing that they would die so easily, and they would die at the hands of their own family!"

"What's even more funny now is that we already have the strength to deal with super-tech weapons, and your wishful thinking has finally come to nothing."

"Thanks to the Lord of Black Wind, thank you to the Lord of Black Wind for taking the lead in getting rid of the opponent for us. It's really a good friend of ours."

...

It was the words Ye Fan explained to Xuanyuan language that Ye Fan circulated in the loudspeaker before leaving, in order to disgust the King of Black Wind, and then blow the morale of the King of Black Wind family.

What's more terrifying is that the horns were blessed with spiritual power, and the sound was enough to pass thousands of miles, let alone this small battlefield.

"you……"

After the Black Wind King, who had just recovered, was stimulated by this, his figure was like a kite with a broken line, falling heavily to the ground, knowing his life or death.

The influence of these words on him was enormous, but what was even more terrifying was that it had shaken the hearts of all the disciples.

Every disciple, look at me, and I look at you. I really want to stand up and refute the refutation, but this matter is already firmly established and well known.

When they saw those rain men before, they knew what these things were.

The real person Qingfeng on Jinghu Villa looked at these big speakers and listened to these words, and shook his head with a wry smile.

"Are these words really told by Ye Fan before?"

"This is natural. Brother Ye Fan has worked hard to think about these words!"

"He said that as long as these words are played in a loop every day, the morale over there will naturally be greatly reduced, and the Black Wind King should not launch any major offensive in a short period of time."

"With these precious time, the sword of storm is enough to pour energy smoothly."

Xuanyuanyu responded with a smile. Originally, he was still skeptical of Ye Fan's actions, but now who would dare to say more?

"My previous evaluation of him is indeed correct, that guy is a battlefield **** cudgel, and even a battlefield ghost!"

Real person Qingfeng held back for a long time, and could only describe Ye Fan with these two praising and derogatory words.

...

In the camp of the Black Wind King, a disciple carefully brought the food into his camp, just put it on the table, and hurriedly prepared to leave.

"You stop me."

"The leader... Is there anything wrong with the leader?"

The disciple's head was almost below the ground, and he didn't even dare to look at the King of Black Wind.

When he truly knew the harsh practices of the Black Wind King, every disciple was frightened, for fear that he would upset the Black Wind King and sacrificed himself.

"What's your face? Would the old man eat you? As for the fear?"

The Black Wind King was burning with anger, and the disciple's expression reminded himself all the time that he was an executioner, a slaughter whose hands were covered with blood from his disciple.

"No no, don't get me wrong."

"Get out of here! Get out of me!"

The Black Wind King swept all the food to the ground, and then lay weakly on his bed.

This battle is completely different from what I expected!

After a while, the Nether Lord walked in, looked at the food scattered on the ground, and shook his head helplessly.

"It's only a day, and you've already vomited blood twice, dare you to be **** off by the other party before you even take a shot."

"How is the situation outside?"

The Black Wind Lord spoke weakly.

The Venerable Nether found a stool at random and sat down, the expression in his eyes was not very good.

"What else? The people on the opposite side are playing those words in an endless loop, and all the disciples look like they are protecting themselves."

"Now that your expression is full of fear, how can you continue this battle?"

Venerable Nether had to admit in his heart that the trick on the other side was really disgusting!

Although it did not cause you substantial harm, this psychological attack is the most feared and serious.

"It must be Ye Fan! It must be Ye Fan again, this trick is definitely invented by him!"

The King of Black Wind clenched his fist tightly, he didn't need to think about it, he knew that such a bad idea was created by Ye Fan.

After all, apart from him in this ancient world of cultivating immortals, no one would do such cheap moves.

The Nether Lord nodded.

"Maybe, his move has already hit our weak underbelly. This psychological attack made all the disciples miserable."