I Have Countless Skill Points

Less than ten minutes after the start of the battle, the wounded were brought over, and after the first wounded returned to the battlefield, the speed at which the wounded were sent back from the front line became significantly faster.

There is a mother behind, so don't panic.

The Xingwu army on the front line has realized that there is an awesome medical star warrior behind us, who can't get out of the line of fire with a minor injury, and treats death as home with a serious injury! As long as it affects the battle, withdraw it for treatment! Stay on the front line and get a box lunch every minute if you can't exert your combat effectiveness.

What kind of hero can you still be if you can maintain complete combat effectiveness?

After the battle lasted for 20 minutes, Wang Lan had successfully treated 30 people, but none of them were killed. On the contrary, more than 20 biochemical magic soldiers on the front line were killed.

If this continues, the balance of victory will be completely reversed within an hour.

Everything else is perfect, but the consumption of soul orbs is a bit high.

The orderly who transported the wounded back and forth watched Wang Lan absorb the soul orbs one by one to replenish his star power, and his heart ached so badly that he couldn't breathe. Most of the current batch of Star Warriors have never experienced real wars.

Even if it is called the elite of the elite true martial arts regiment, it has only participated in some combat missions. At this moment, the orderly really felt that fighting is the essence of fighting money.

A soul orb sells for 80,000 outside, and you sucked seven or eight in a minute? Even if the internal recovery price is 1,000, you can kill more than 10,000 in a minute or two.

Hao! Treacherous and inhumane!

But no matter how quickly Wang Lan consumes the soul orbs, these soldiers can only feel grateful from the bottom of their hearts. What is a mere soul orb to be able to return to the battlefield with full blood?

Another twenty minutes passed, and the search team isolated outside the headquarters still failed to get through the support route. However, the balance of battle outside the headquarters was subtly tilted.

With a three-to-one force, it stands to reason that whether it is a blitzkrieg or a protracted battle, the biochemical magic soldiers are not in vain. Half an hour is enough to tear through the defense line of the headquarters defenders, and the battle can definitely be resolved within an hour.

but why? Why didn't the Xingwu army's income and expenditures not happen? The soldiers who were obviously seriously injured and retreated returned to the battlefield alive and well not long after?

At the beginning, the demon commander also wondered if he had fallen into a trap again? There are far more than a hundred defenders in the headquarters? But he quickly rejected this conjecture.

He has already investigated the number of people in the third battalion of the Zhenwu regiment. A total of 400 troops have been restrained outside. It cannot be faked. The Xingwu army headquarters definitely only has 100 people. Well, as long as you are not stupid, it is easy to think of a possibility.

"There is a star warrior of the top medical department in the headquarters of the Star Martial Army, and it may even be a star warrior of the star river realm medical department."

"Then what should we do? Let the devil go directly to the headquarters?"

"It's useless!" the demon general controller shook his head, "Wu Changfeng hasn't shown up yet, I'm sure he's by the side of the star warrior of the medical department. It seems that the only way to go head-to-head is to dispatch the demon general. In the current situation, there is only a bright sword! Is it Wu Changfeng who is stronger, or our demon general is stronger!"

"However, demon generals cannot easily participate in battles. Once a demon general encounters an accident with biochemical magic soldiers, he will fall into riots."

"This regulation is no longer applicable at the moment! There is no military law, no rules, only life and death and victory and defeat!"

boom--

Suddenly, there was a sudden change in the battle situation on the front line. The cliff behind the biochemical soldier suddenly exploded with a loud noise, and a huge, five-meter-tall, terrifying figure appeared in front of the Xingwu army.

The lower body of the huge figure looked like the Snow Spider Emperor, the only difference being the jet-black armor and sharp blade-like feet. The upper body is a three times magnified biochemical magic soldier.

The magic general's speed was extremely fast, and he immediately joined the battle as soon as he appeared, but in this second, at least ten people from the Xingwu Army were killed.

Under the terrifying speed and formidable power of the demon general, star warriors with nebula strength could not resist at all.

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"Bastard——" Wu Changfeng roared violently, and at the moment of roaring, his figure turned into a streamer and jumped off the watchtower.

The body in the air swelled rapidly, and when it landed, it had already become a huge figure close to three meters.

The iron body not only brought great strength and defense to Wu Changfeng, but also brought terrifying explosive power and speed to Wu Changfeng.

Landing, the earth shook.

With a leap, he spanned 500 meters and slammed fiercely at the raging biochemical demon general.

"Roar——" The demon general instantly realized the threat above his head, and he couldn't care less about killing the Xingwu army. He raised his head, and the armor on his chest instantly turned red. He opened his mouth, and a blue flame spewed out from the mouth Wu Changfeng in the sky was shrouded in a sea of ​​flames.

"Go to hell—"

boom--

Although the body of steel cannot resist the high temperature, it is not impossible to resist for a second. Even if the flame of 5,000 degrees is to melt the steel, there must be a process.

Taishan pressed the demon general under his body, picked up a fist as big as a pot lid, and beat the demon general violently on the face. After five or six punches, Wu Changfeng suddenly jumped off the demon general.

Looking down at his knees, molten iron is flowing meanderingly.

The magic general not only has amazing defense and amazing attack power, but also has amazing heat. The body temperature is at least 3,000 degrees. And fire can effectively threaten metal.

"This is troublesome..." Wu Changfeng thought solemnly. The previous experimental data did not show that the magic general is of the fire attribute, and can generate such a high temperature.

"Roar—" The demon general stood up again, and let out a terrifying roar at Wu Changfeng.

This roar also awakened Wu Changfeng, and in an instant, Wu Changfeng made a decision, "You guys continue to kill the biochemical magic soldiers, and I will fight this guy one-on-one."

Wu Changfeng's voice fell to the ground, and his body suddenly exploded, turning into a stream of light and hitting the magic general, and then the two rolled away like yin and yang fish handed together in the distance.

"Battalion Commander—" Ren Xingwu shouted excitedly.

"Old Ren, what should we do?"

"What else can I do? Kill!"

Wang Lan in the rear suddenly frowned, because no new wounded had been sent back for nearly thirty seconds. Before, one would be cured and another would come immediately, but suddenly there was a half-minute gap.

Being neutral doesn't mean it's a good thing. In addition to the very small possibility that no one is injured, there is a more terrifying possibility that there will be a death in battle. And it happened so suddenly that there was no chance of rescue.

"Quick! Here!"

A few seconds later, another wounded person was brought down. Wang Lan hastily pressed his sinful palm on his wound.

"What happened just now? Why didn't the wounded arrive in thirty seconds?"

"The devil general appeared, damn it, it was too strong. In an instant, a dozen of our brothers disappeared like that. Little Heizi was right next to me, sticking to a distance of less than three meters. But I couldn't even save him." There's no time... Fuck! His family depends on him..."

"Sure enough! Where's the battalion commander? Has he made a move?"

"The Battalion Commander and the Demon General went one-on-one, and the rest of the Demon Cubs are left to us, okay? The battle is fierce."

"Okay, be careful, survive!"

"Must, survive, and buy you a drink next time."

"Hurry up, nanny—Xiao Wu is dying..."

"Fuck, call Dad!"

In this highly tense situation, everyone's nerves were tense. There is no such thing as humility, demeanor, or dignity for a long time. As long as you can vent, the words don't need to go through your mind at all.

Pressing the wound with one hand, he squeezed a soul orb with one hand.

"Where's the hand? Damn, where's his hand?"

"Hold the grass, the one I was carrying just now, did it fall?"

"Bastard, I'm going to fall into your hands sooner or later. If I give you my hand, you can lose it? Believe it or not, I will lose your life next time?"

"Found an arm, whose?"

"Mine, here!"

Wang Lan snatched the arm, and pressed it tightly on Xiao Wu's amputated arm. With the help of Xingli, she didn't know if the amputated limb could be repaired as perfectly as the injury.

"Try it, can you use the attached arm?"

"There's nothing wrong with this. As soon as you pressed it on me, I felt my arm come back. I'm going to kill another devil and come back."

Wang Lan became busier than before. Before, he saved one in seven or eight seconds, but now he almost needs to save two at the same time with both hands. This shows that the battle outside has reached its most intense time.

The demons also realize that this is their last chance to fight for their lives. Once Xingwuyi survives this wave, the ratio of the number of people will reach one to one. With a one-to-one combat power ratio, the Xingwu Army has an absolute advantage.

Wang Lan didn't care about checking skill points or breathing. What she heard were the flames of war and the pain of the wounded, and her hands were pressing the wounds of the wounded.

I can't remember how many people were saved, and I forgot how many minutes or how many seconds it lasted.

When sending away a wounded person, Wang Lan suddenly found that his hand was empty, and no wounded person came back.

"what happened?"

"Brother Wang, we have resisted, we have resisted. The demon cubs are no longer dominant in numbers, and the brothers have already started to counterattack, and the demon cubs are on one side."

"How is Brother Wu?"

"This, I can't see it, but there is a lot of movement, and it seems that it is also making the last desperate effort."

Wang Lan quickly sank into her mind, and glanced at the skill points. In the past two days, there were more than 1,800 skill points. Without hesitation, put all 1,800 skill points in the Phoenix form.

Wang Lan stood up with an upright face, the protagonist in the finale of the scholar, walked with a step that no relatives recognized. As soon as he reached the door, he was stopped by two people in front of him.

"Little brother, where are you going? Your expression is wrong, why do you feel like a martyr who treats death like home?"

"Your eyes are floating, can't you see that I am taking such a clear kingly step? Since there are no wounded soldiers who need my treatment, it's time for me to join the battle."

"Don't make trouble! You are so excited and confused, have you forgotten that you are a milk?"

"No, I never thought I was a grandma! Although God gave me medical talent, I still have the heart of a warrior."

"I'm sorry, but my task is to ensure your safety and prevent any behavior that threatens your safety."

"You can't stop me." Wang Lan smiled faintly, "Brother He, remember what I said."

"what?"

"Not all milk is called special energy loss."

"boom--"

As soon as the words fell to the ground, a gorgeous imprint of a phoenix flower suddenly appeared between Wang Lan's eyebrows, and the moment the imprint appeared, a gust of wind exploded.

He Changzai stared blankly at Wang Lan's vision, and his brain lost the ability to think.