"Oops!"

Qiu Yishan's expression suddenly changed, and he said solemnly: "The dead men from Prince Yu's Mansion are here!"

Xiao Zhan asked: "Are these dead soldiers powerful?"

"Awesome!" Qiu Yishan said: "According to legend, King Yu trained nine teams of dead soldiers, each with forty or fifty people, all of whom were in the Golden Core realm. The captains of each team of dead soldiers were adopted sons trained by King Yu.

They are loyal to King Yu, and the dead soldiers are all people who are not afraid of death. Their belief is King Yu, and they will do whatever King Yu tells them to do. Even if they are asked to die, they will die without hesitation."

"These dead warriors are all trained in the same way as raising gu, that is, they crawl out from the pile of dead people. Hundreds of people of equal strength are thrown together to fight. The last one who survives is qualified to become a dead man.

Scholars are trained.”

"So these death warriors are all people who are not afraid of death. Once a person is not afraid of death, he will be more fierce. For example, if two monks of equal strength, one is afraid of death and the other is not afraid of death, in a fight, the one who is not afraid of death will naturally be stronger.

Therefore, these golden elixir realm dead warriors can cross levels to kill monks with a higher level of cultivation, which is very terrifying."

"We have ten people in the Golden Core Realm here, and there are more than forty people on the other side, and there are millions of troops. Now we may really have trouble flying."

After hearing Qiu Yishan's words, everyone's expressions turned extremely ugly!

If there were only a few million troops, or just a few dozen dead soldiers, they could still put up a fight.

The dead soldiers plus millions of troops rushed over together, and they were sure to die!

Although Xiao Zhan has a wind talisman that can help everyone escape.

But once the wind talisman is used, everyone will be scattered, a few here, a few there, because the wind talisman is randomly transmitted to any place hundreds of miles away, how will they get together then?

It was precisely because he thought that he could not reunite after being separated that Xiao Zhan never used the wind talisman along the way. It was impossible for so many people to transfer one wind talisman at the same time. They had to be divided into several teams to transfer. He did not want his family to be separated. Once they were separated,

Maybe it's goodbye forever.

So at this moment, Xiao Zhan's face was extremely solemn.

He didn't know what to do either.

To disperse is to die, not to disperse is to die, it is better not to disperse, there may be hope if we work hard!

"Haha!" Zhou Yanjun laughed wildly and said: "Xiao Paopao, why don't you run away? If you have the guts, can you run another one to show me?"

Shen Lang cursed: "Zhou Yanjun, you are so despicable. It is outrageous to use the power of the entire dynasty to deal with Brother Xiao!"

"Hahaha!" Zhou Yanjun smiled even more unscrupulously: "My prince has such strength, what are you unhappy about? If you have the guts, you will use the whole court's strength to deal with my prince?"

"Besides, does this prince have the power of the whole dynasty? To kill a few of you rebels, does it take the strength of the whole dynasty? The third team of dead soldiers trained by my father, plus my uncle Kui, is completely enough.

!”

After he finished speaking, Long Kui rode forward and shouted: "Isn't the strongest among you the demon? If you have the guts, stand up and fight me! I haven't fought in decades, let me have a good time.

Have a fight with you!"

"Okay!" Tianhe Sword Immortal said as he wished: "Let the army not move for now. I will spar with you to see how powerful you are and how dare you shout with me."

After saying that, he immediately began to gather sword energy.

Whether you can get out depends on how many dead soldiers this move can kill!

Long Kui had never seen that move, and neither had Zhou Yanjun, so it was not surprising that the Tianhe Sword Immortal condensed his sword strength. He thought he was just preparing for war. Long Kui said: "Your Majesty, let the army stop first and let the

I will spar with this demon."

Zhou Yanjun nodded, trusting Long Kui's strength, and immediately shouted: "The army in front, don't move yet. This prince is Zhou Yanjun, the prince of Prince Yu's palace. Let me take action first. If I can't defeat you, I will take action again."

It’s not too late, lest you rush over and affect the performance of my people!”

A battle between masters would cause great harm, and he was also worried that if the masters from both sides fought, it would harm the army, so it was best for the army not to move. If the battle failed, it would not be too late to move.

"Okay, Your Highness!"

The general in front responded and the army stopped immediately.

"Uncle Kui, we must kill this demon." Zhou Yanjun said.

Long Kui smiled: "Don't worry, I will try my best to kill him."

After saying that, he raised his hand, holding a large sword with a beast ring in his hand, and shouted: "Demon Dao, take action!"

Tianhe Sword Immortal has not made any move, and is still accumulating strength.

In the current situation, he doesn't care about his face or not. He can kill anyone by scheming. Thank you for losing your life just for the sake of face!

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Chapter completed!