The black-patterned dragon scale rider returned alone and finished his words tremblingly.
“…Master Marshal, died in battle…”
Dead in battle? Dead in battle! Dead in battle?
The words were like a bolt from the blue, hit Ji Xiaotian hard in his heart. He looked at the black-patterned dragon scale rider kneeling in front of him, and his eyes were full of disbelief.
Boom, Ji Xiaotian grabbed a sharp claw, and the surging golden immortal energy turned into a hand that could only measure the size, and instantly captured the black-patterned dragon scale rider.
"You, tell Gu, isn't this true?" Ji Xiaotian's face was full of resentment and gritted his teeth and burst out the cold words.
"I...my emperor, villain...every sentence is true." The black-patterned dragon scale rider said with a cold heart and a look of no one on his face.
Snap...
The crisp sound of bone shattering sounded, and the Dragon Scale Knight widened his eyes in disbelief and looked at Ji Xiaotian. He did not expect that he would escape to the death, and then almost completely exhaust his energy just to return to report the news.
However, he never expected that he would die at the hands of the loyal man he had given up.
Am I really wrong? Should I really choose to surrender? The Dragon Scale Rider thought sadly, but everything is too late, my soul flew in the dark, and my body died and my way of death.
Bada. Ji Xiaotian relaxed his hand, and the black-patterned dragon scale rider's body fell to the ground. Straws of blood flowed out of the dragon scale rider's mouth, dyeing the earth red.
At the same time, behind Ji Xiaotian, there were sounds of breaking through the air. It was his ministers, as well as a group of guards, concubines, and palace maids.
"My Emperor..." As soon as everyone landed, they looked at Ji Xiaotian, who was almost thrusting away from murderous aura, and their minds trembled and they cried out.
"Huh?" Ji Xiaotian's face turned cold. He was extremely angry, but he was very happy that everyone behind him had a great reaction to him.
Only the unparalleled king has the power to kill and seize life and death, the ability to cover the sky, and make all the people under his rule tremble because of his anger.
"Who can tell Gu, what's going on?" Ji Xiaotian said coldly.
"this……"
Suddenly, all the ministers lowered their heads deeply and chose to remain silent. They saw the corpse on the ground, which was the corpse of the invincible black-patterned dragon scale cavalry of the Great Zhou.
The black-patterned dragon scale rider, which was once loved by Ji Xiaotianzhi, killed a knight with his own hands. The voice of the knight when he was dying kept echoing in their minds.
He was both shocked and scared. No one could imagine what Ji Xiaotian would do if Ji Zhantian died. No one dared to act as the first bird, and perhaps he would be pinched to death by Ji Xiaotian in an instant.
"Why, are you deaf? Are you alone asking you something." Ji Xiaotian turned around slowly and stared at the ministers coldly.
The boundless cold and fear instantly hit everyone's hearts. Suddenly, everyone lowered their heads even lowered. At this time, they wanted to crack a crack on the earth, and they retracted their bodies into the crack in the ground and hid under the earth.
At this moment, the beast's hooves trembled and the earth trembled. When everyone heard the sound, they were delighted and looked up. They saw thousands of black-patterned dragon scales riding in an extremely embarrassing manner and running wildly in a daze.
The scapegoat is here.
Sure enough, when Ji Xiaotian heard the sound of the hooves, he immediately turned around and looked, and a cold light flashed in his eyes. He temporarily let go of the ministers, concubines, etc.
The sound of hooves suddenly stopped, and only more than a thousand dragon scales barely stopped a hundred feet away in front of Ji Xiaotian. The next moment, all the dragon scales rode over and jumped off the giant beasts and knelt on the ground.
The tidy ice armor in the past was now ragged everywhere, with blood stains all over their bodies. Moreover, most of them were even lost in the weapons in their hands.
"Who can tell Orochi what happened?" Ji Xiaotian said slowly, but the coldness in his words was still strong.
As Ji Xiaotian finished speaking, the knight kneeling in front of the Dragon Scale Knight said tragically: "Black-patterned Dragon Scale Knight, the commander of the thousand men, Tubak, see my emperor..."
"Say, what happened?" Ji Xiaotian couldn't tolerate Tubak for a moment and shouted suddenly.
The next moment, his body moved and instantly came to the front of Tubak and other dragon scale riders. In his eyes, he covered his murderous intent and anger.
Tubak's body trembled and said tragically: "Report to my Emperor, Yang Daozong formed an allied army with the barbarians of the Western Regions. The Grand Marshal died at the hands of the Great Saint of the Western Regions. The Red Flame Fleet and the over 100 million troops surrendered, launching a counterattack on us, we..."
"Enough." Ji Xiaotian waved his hand and immediately interrupted Tubak's words.
In just a few words, Tubak had already explained what he knew clearly. Ji Xiaotian could naturally understand it. In an instant, his face changed several times.
"You are defeated, where is Yang Daozong at this time?" Ji Xiaotian pondered for a while and spoke.
When Tubak heard this, his face turned tragic and said, "We'll take a small path and return soon. However, Yang Daozong is afraid... he's afraid that he has already entered the Central Plains."
"What..." Ji Xiaotian's face changed. He never expected that Yang Daozong's counterattack would be so fast.
However, the next moment, Ji Xiaotian suddenly raised and grabbed Tubak, stared at Tubak's eyes hard, and said coldly: "You haven't seen it, how can you know that Yang Daozong has re-entered the land of Zhongzhou?"
When Tubak heard this, his body trembled. He understood that Ji Xiaotian began to doubt him. However, he was not afraid of anything. Nearly 100 million black-patterned dragon scale cavalry were almost wiped out, with blood flowing into a river and corpses everywhere. Tubak never thought that the black-patterned dragon scale cavalry would be ruthlessly slaughtered.
His heart was already cold, and death was never so close to him.
Tubak ignored Ji Xiaotian's murderous gaze and smiled bitterly: "The Great Sage of the Western Regions, holding the legendary sword of the First Emperor's National Master: the Demon subduing, the Grand Marshal could not even block a blow, and was killed. Since he chose to help Yang Daozong, how could he not take the opportunity to counterattack and enter the Central Region?"
"You...what did you say?"
When Ji Xiaotian heard this, he was stunned. He almost unconsciously let go of Tubak and murmured.
"How could the Sword of Demon Subduing Demons be in the Western Regions? Also, what kind of great saints in the Western Regions have entered other worlds more than a thousand years ago? How come the great saints in the Western Regions appear again?" Ji Xiaotian asked in disbelief.
Tubak was able to escape, still kneel on the ground, and said tragically: "The Great Saint is the change ceremony completed on the day when the Grand Marshal led us into the Western Regions."
Ji Xiaotian was silent for a while. After a while, he murmured: "Great Saint, Great Saint? Who are you? Why do you hold the Sword of Demon Subduing Demons and Why did you help Yang Daozong?"
However, at this moment, a messenger rushed over quickly, and he elongated the word "report" in his voice, which was extremely harsh.
Boom, the message soldier almost fell to the ground as soon as he arrived in front of Ji Xiaotian, his face turned pale and his heavy shirt was wet. He supported the ground with both hands, and the sweat instantly formed a stream on the ground.
"My Emperor, Yang Daozong has returned, Xilin City has been lost."
Boom, the words of the messenger were tantamount to a bombshell, which instantly caused a huge wave. On the spot, everyone was shocked.
"Report..."
Then another messenger rushed over.
"My emperor, Qifeng City... has been lost. Yang Daozong and an unidentified strong man are coming to Linshui City."
The message soldier said nothing, and in an instant, a huge wave was stirred up in everyone's hearts. The message soldier from the two cities came from one after another. What does this mean? It goes without saying.
Ji Xiaotian's face turned pale. He never expected that when he was flattening the Daxin Kingdom, he had already sent a huge army in various cities. However, he could not stop Yang Daozong from returning to fight.
The great saints of the Western Regions are all the great saints of the Western Regions.
Ji Xiaotian clenched his fist hard, and a ball of air exploded in his palm. Killing intent was everywhere, and the coldness penetrated everyone's hearts.
"Where are the generals?" Ji Xiaotian called coldly, and his voice suddenly passed through the entire Long Capital and resounded in the ears of all the garrison generals.
"exist."
"exist."
...
Suddenly, hundreds of shouts rose up with a strong will, in line with Ji Xiaotian's words.
"After the orders, all the generals gathered a large army and headed to Linshui City. There was no soldier left in the Dragon Capital." Ji Xiaotian ordered in a deep voice.
Murderous intent and infinite murderous intent filled his heart. At this moment, he just wanted to completely destroy Yang Daozong's crazy progress and kill the mysterious Great Saint of the Western Regions.
"Report... Linshui City lost its troops, Yunshan City garrisons are requesting emergency support."
Boom, another messenger knelt in front of Ji Xiaotian and said in a trembling voice. The sound of this sentence hit Ji Xiaotian's heart heavily.
What is this? Previously, after Yang Daozong fell into the Lost Fire Phoenix City and Tianxing City, he abandoned the city and fled. However, the complete city defense could not stop Yang Daozong from making a comeback.
It was as powerful as a rock. Yes, in this short period of time, three consecutive messengers conveyed such news. That is, Yang Daozong, who was as powerful as a rock, drove straight in and made a comeback.
"Impossible, this is absolutely impossible." Ji Xiaotian roared angrily.
On his forehead, cold sweat was covered in his arms. He was extremely reluctant to believe it, but the messenger would never dare to deceive him. In this way, there was only one explanation, that is, the great saint of the Western Regions who were allied with Yang Daozong were so strong that his army could not compete with him.
At this time, hundreds of military camps in the Dragon Capital, with people roaring and horses neighing, and warships took off. The army drove and reinforced Linshui City according to Ji Xiaotian's order.
"Who is the Great Sage of the Western Regions?" Ji Xiaotian said in a deep voice, and couldn't help but feel a chill.
"My emperor, the great saint of the Western Regions, killed the chief general when they met, and the morale of the army was greatly damaged and the city was broken... only in an instant." The Linshui City message soldier said in a trembling voice.
"Behead the chief general and destroy the morale of the army..." Ji Xiaotian said in horror.
What kind of magical power is needed to take the life of the commander among the hosts. Ji Xiaotian could not imagine the situation at that time, but he vaguely knew that he could not compete with the great saint of the Western Regions.
Suddenly, Ji Xiaotian hesitated.
Support? Maybe it’s to send a sheep into the tiger’s mouth. I’m not willing to give up. He is not willing to give up before he has sat in the heat of the dragon palace.