Chapter 1462: The enemy is currently

"Kacha..." The fifth elder who had returned to the sect of the Heavenly Sword God Sect, a jade slip held in his hand, broke open inexplicably.

The fifth elder was taken aback, then looked at the fourth elder who was following him. The other party obviously heard the crisp voice, looking down at the jade slip held in the hands of the fifth elder.

On that jade slip, a crack was expanding all around, almost unstoppable, covering the smooth jade slip all over.

"Why..." the four elders murmured, subconsciously asking such a sentence. He was still cheering over the fall of the three elders before, but now he saw the jade slips of the seventh elders also beginning to shatter, and his mood was different again.

It was the same reason. It didn't matter how many elders died. The important thing was that Shenzong was in a state of being defeated on the battlefield this time. It is not the time to fight for power. If the same enemy is still inferior to the opponent, counting each other is no different from suicide.

"Old seventh...seventh elder...he, is he?" The atmosphere was very heavy, the fifth elder did not speak, the fourth elder could only bite the bullet and talk to himself.

The Fifth Elder, who was walking but now standing there, shook a bit and almost fell to the ground stiffly.

Fortunately, the fourth elder stretched out his hand to hold the fifth elder who was a little dizzy, and this didn't make the fifth elder fall like this.

Although he wouldn't fall directly to death, it was enough to make the Fifth Elders face disgraced by being irritated like this.

"This...how can I explain to you like the great elder!" After the fifth elder was relieved, he wailed and tears overflowed.

He really wanted to cry and cry to release his depressed mood: not only because of the loss of two old friends in a row, but also because of the loss of two elders in his line, and his strength was greatly damaged.

When the great elder ended his retreat, he knew that he had lost the third elder and the seventh elder after he came out...he couldn't bear the responsibility.

It's a pity that he can't afford it and there is nothing he can do about it. There is really no one to carry this pot to him-the first one of the three elders who could have carried the pot is finished.

The Seventh Elder, who could have dispersed some firepower, was also dead. What is left now is the Ninth Elder who has stayed behind at the sect who hasn't set out before, so he naturally doesn't have to worry about this kind of thing.

In the previous campaign, in order to fight for the merits, the Nine Elders really planned to go with them, but the result was that the Seventh Elders didn't give the Nine Elders the face, but wanted to go by themselves.

Looking at it now, this old seventh is definitely a typical self-seeking dead end, and his fifth elder, at that time, did not expect to leave the position of the march to the nine elders.

When the thoughts in his mind were full, the fifth elder had already seen that the jade slip he was holding in his hand had been completely shattered and turned into a pile of powder.

It seemed that the seventh elder was really dead, there was no suspense, just like the third elder, the death lamp was off.

In the eyes of the Fifth Elders, the death of the Seventh Elders also means that the rear defense forces of the Heavenly Sword God Sect remaining in the Shengjiao City have basically been wiped out. Otherwise, there is no way to explain why the Seven Elders have fallen.

In the same way, the collapse of the Shengjiao City defense line also means that the blocked Cambridge is almost certain that it cannot be retaken.

No one knows whether the millions of troops trapped in the new Dongtianfudi can recapture Cambridge and break through.

"Hey..." He sighed, and didn't know whether it was the seventh elder who was distressed for the fallen, or the swordsman who was stuck in another world. The fifth elder stood melancholy, not knowing what to say.

The fourth elder didn't say much. What he was worried about now was how the sect should behave if the opponent invades the world where the sect is located.

From time to time, some flying boats escaped back here through Cambridge, and the news they brought back was more pessimistic.

Some people said that the enemy's reinforcements had arrived, and the troops trapped in the distance had surrendered in large numbers. The troops were defeated and the scene was chaotic.

It was also said that the last Jianfeng fell and blocked a large number of roads. The troops who came later had to make detours, but were blocked and blocked again, resulting in heavy casualties.

Some people who fled back didn't speak at all, as if they were stimulated by some kind of irritation. They were muddled as if they were stupid.

"Fifth... Now, I have to consider whether it is time to close Cambridge... to stop the loss in time." Seeing the grief of the fifth elder, the fourth elder finally reminded him.

The fifth elder lowered his head and glanced at the fourth elder. From the other's eyes, he didn't see the meaning of falling into the pit.

In fact, the four elders really didn't mean to fall into the trap—although most of those trapped in another world were monks of the same line as the great elders, it was indeed the root of the Heavenly Sword God Sect.

If there were only one hundred thousand or eighty thousand swordsmen stranded on the other side, the four elders definitely wanted to go down once and pit the five elders.

But now, what the four elders are thinking about is that they are afraid that the other party will suddenly rush into the world here, and it will be difficult to clean up.

Because the opponent has a very powerful and weird weapon, it will destroy the world at every turn, if the sect is damaged, this can be really lively.

"Is it...Is it right? Wait a moment..." The Fifth Elder's original plan was that the Seventh Elder blocked the opponent from the Holy Religious City, bought time for the rest, and protected most of them from jumping back to the sect.