"Don't worry about it." You Ming rolled his eyes at him, and then asked: "How are you going to fight this war?"
Ye Xiong told her his thoughts.
"Your method can still mobilize people's hearts, but don't underestimate the Demon Army. Their strength is unimaginable." You Ming said seriously: "We don't have much chance of winning, so you must be careful."
"You are here right now, so I have nothing to worry about." Ye Xiong said with a smile.
Next, the two chatted about the details. After seeing that the time was about the same, Ye Xiong walked towards the guest building.
Lai Guesthouse is the largest restaurant in the City of Death. When Ye Xiong went there, many people were there.
Tang Si and the Batu Balin brothers and sisters from the Western Region; Long Shiba and Long Nineteen from the Eastern Region; the Meng family siblings from the Northern Region; Wu Potian and his group from the outside force; in addition, there are some powerful monks
, all gathered together.
Except for the Southern Territory, the top experts from each force gathered here.
Ye Xiong walked into the crowd and was about to say something when suddenly a subordinate walked up from below and said, "My lord, the monks from the Southern Territory want to see you."
Ye Xiong waved his hand and said, "Tell them that the City of Death will not accept people from the Southern Region."
As soon as he finished speaking, there was a burst of laughter from outside. A scribe in his forties, wearing a white Confucian robe, walked in and said: "I have always heard rumors that King Jiangnan is a broad-minded man. Now I see it, and I am very disappointed.
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Behind the scribe were three monks, one of whom was a monk, the other an old man in black clothes, and the last one was a short woman in her forties with short hair, triangular eyes, and a bad look.
"What do you call them?" Ye Xiong asked calmly.
These people only have the aura of late-stage foundation building, but from their expressions and demeanor, you can tell at a glance that they are not only in the late-stage of foundation-building. If the opponent is really in the late-stage of foundation-building, it is absolutely impossible to face him so calmly.
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"I am Hu Yiming, these are my companions, Monk Jiuyang, Lu Feng, and Sarah."
Hu Yiming pointed to the people around him and introduced.
"Nanru Hu Yiming?"
"It turns out to be him. No wonder he smells elegant."
"I heard that Hu Yiming is not only a powerful man in magic, but also a man of extraordinary intelligence. He has been summoned by Alosa several times, and now that I have met him, he is indeed worthy of his reputation."
There were all kinds of noises around. It seemed like this guy had quite a reputation.
"Why are you here? Didn't I say that people from the Southern Territory are not welcome?" Ye Xiong said.
"King Jiangnan, why do you look down on our southern region?"
A figure stood up, his voice was like a bell, it was Monk Jiuyang.
"Just because you Nan Emperor is a dirty and shameless woman."
"You are so obscene and shameless, who do you think you are?"
Monk Jiuyang, as his name suggests, has a bad temper and is not at all as gentle as a monk should be.
"Jiuyang, don't make a sound." Hu Yiming interrupted him, and then said to Ye Xiong: "The Southern Emperor sent us here to assist the City of Death regardless of the past grievances. Originally we wanted to help in the dark, but now the city lord wants to attack
At the swearing-in meeting, there are people from the three regions and forces from outside the region, but our southern region is missing. This seems inappropriate, right? If the city lord does this, will people think you are a chicken-hearted person? "
"Fart, you Nan Emperor is a chicken-hearted person, and our city lord is not." Meng Bing'er stood up and said angrily.
"If not, then why would the city lord reject our Southern Territory in such a battle that is related to the life and death of the cultivation world? Everyone knows that with the help of our Southern Territory, the strength of your City of Death will increase a lot!" Hu Yiming
road.
Bang bang bang!
Ye Xiong clapped his hands: "As expected of a person from the Southern Territory, you really learned a lot from Aisha Luo's sophistry."
"What I said is the truth, not sophistry." Hu Yiming said seriously.
"In this case, in order to show that I am not a chicken-hearted person, I can only accept you."
Ye Xiong sighed and pretended to be helpless...
In fact, he was overjoyed.
The reason why he rejected the Southern Territory before was because he wanted everyone to know what Erosa had done and ruin her reputation.
Now, his goal has been achieved. Now there are four half-step golden elixir monks joining him. Unless he has a brain twitch, it is absolutely impossible to refuse.
Moreover, they still obeyed their own orders.
"Now that everyone is here, let me tell you a simple combat strategy. It's very simple. I want to organize you into five teams, one for each of the four regions, southeast, northwest, and one for the remaining extraterritorial forces. We will join them when the time comes.
Let's see who can kill more demons." Ye Xiong said.
As soon as these words came out, people from the four areas below the field were all secretly sizing up each other, each with their own thoughts.
Hu Yiming was secretly frightened. He had long heard that the King of Jiangnan was both wise and brave. Now that he saw it, he really lived up to his reputation.
With a simple decision, he raised the momentum among the four realms.
Let me ask, which domain wants to be embarrassed in this war?
"Let's start taking the oath!"
Ye Xiong stood up, raised the wine glass in his hand, and said loudly: "The city is here and the people are there, but the city is dead and the people are dead."
"When the city is alive, people will be there; when the city is gone, people will be dead."
"When the city is alive, people will be there; when the city is gone, people will be dead."
Everyone stood up, drank wine, and swore an oath to protect the city.
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Qianzhang City, inside a huge palace.
Master Tianmo stood in the main hall, looking at the dozens of half-step golden elixir cultivators with a gloomy expression on his face.
"Since our demonic army entered the world of cultivation, except for the absence of Jindan monks to participate in the battle, it has been invincible, invincible and invincible. However, in the small place of the City of Death, four Jindan monks were killed and died.
We have killed thousands of brothers. This is simply a shame for us."
"Now, a group of strong men have gathered in the City of Death. Under the leadership of King Jiangnan, they are holding an oath-taking meeting. The city is alive and the people are alive, but the city is dead and the people are dead. I asked, do you have confidence?" Master Tianmo shouted?
"have!"
A frenzied sound rang out.
"Tomorrow we will send our army northward, march to the city gates, and kill them to pieces."
"Commander, what tactics will we use to deal with them tomorrow?"
A man in black robe asked from the audience.
"My tactics only have one word, and that is: do it. In the face of absolute strength, no amount of tactics will be of any use."
"Break the City of Death and kill the King of Jiangnan."
"Break the City of Death and kill the King of Jiangnan."
The loud sound almost lifted the hall.
…
Early the next morning, the sky was gray and gray.
Ye Xiong was still meditating when the bell rang outside.
This sound is a warning bell that the enemy is coming.
Ye Xiong walked out of the room, and a group of people were already waiting for him.
"Let's go out and have a look."
A group of people walked out.
Whoosh whoosh!
Countless monks rose into the sky, densely packed, suspended in mid-air, looking into the distance.
Not long after, a dark figure appeared in his sight, like a dark cloud, floating towards here.