Under the blue sky, in the center of Tianlan City, there are 80,000 soldiers standing facing the wind. They are shoulder to shoulder, and there is not a trace of decadence on them. They all have expressions of passion and high morale.
In the midair, three stalwart figures stood proudly. Their faces were expressionless, but they were not angry or intimidating. A trace of breath overflowed from their bodies, suddenly dispersing the aura within ten feet, causing the void to become distorted.
"Mr. Mu, you will be the host of this celebration!" The city lord looked indifferent and spoke slightly, but a strange wave filled the air, making the voice as loud as a bell and trembling in everyone's minds.
Mu Beiqing slightly raised his hands in the air, then waved his sleeves, and a golden decree flew into the air. Then he made a seal with his hand, and the surrounding spiritual energy poured into it crazily. The decree expanded at a speed visible to the naked eye. In the blink of an eye, it
It is three feet high, floating in the air, and shining golden light downwards.
"This is the Lufa Merit Order, the mother order, and the merit tokens in your hands are the child orders. Any enemies you kill on the battlefield will be recorded in detail on it. I will use this to do what I will do to you.
Reward for your contribution!" Mu Beiqing's voice was as rich as an ancient chime.
"Chen Huan, come out!" As soon as he drank, a hint of majesty appeared between his brows.
Upon hearing this, Chen Huan walked towards the front from the army, walking with his head held high and his posture upright.
"Work together as a team and annihilate forty enemy troops. Forty merit points will be recorded!"
Chen Huan nodded. He took out the token and faced the golden decree in the air. At the same time, the pattern on the token in his hand flickered strangely, and a faint light suddenly appeared.
"Yueyi, Zijing, and Munan come out!"
Three more people came out of the army. They were all at the eighth level of the blood spirit realm, but their auras were more solid than Chen Huan's.
"The three of you fought together and killed more than 140 enemy soldiers in total. Each of you will be credited with 45 merit points!"
The three of them nodded, looked at each other, smiled, and raised the tokens to face the decree.
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About an hour later, after dozens of centurions received their meritorious service, Mu Beiqing slowly breathed a sigh of relief. These next few people were the real elites. The number they hunted was far greater than that of others.
comparable.
"Zhou Feng, come out!"
Among the crowd, there was a black shadow, like an invisible and breathless wind, quietly drifting by and standing in front of everyone.
Mu Beiqing glanced at him, and then said: "Fighting alone, killing more than 200 native soldiers, severely injuring a Haoyue general, and recording 300 points of merit."
"Huh!" Everyone was in an uproar. It was obvious to everyone that Zhou Feng's strength was among the top three centurions. However, everyone was still a little shocked by his current performance. After all, he was the Haoyue God General, a being who could kill enemies beyond his ranks.
, its strength cannot be said to be weak!
"His strength is becoming more and more terrifying!" Among the centurions, looking at the thin figure, he sighed.
"Nan Zhao, get out of the queue!"
Among the troops, a man wearing a large black cloak walked out slowly. His face was resolute and his aura was restrained, just like an ordinary person.
But no one dares to underestimate him. He is fierce and ruthless in his attacks, often killing him with one move.
"Fighting alone, killing more than 240 enemy troops and killing a centurion, three hundred and forty points of merit will be recorded!"
"Yue Lin, come out!"
He was a man nine feet tall, tall and burly, with a strong aura.
"Fighting alone, killing more than 300 enemy troops, killing two centurions, and recording 500 meritorious deeds!"
At this moment, the whole place was deathly silent, staring blankly at the man as strong as a bear. You must know that one can be promoted to captain of thousands with one thousand meritorious deeds, which is enough to show how powerful his strength is.
The remaining nine thousand captains also caused a strong shock. Tens of thousands of people died in their hands, which also proved their terrifying strength.
"Yu Chijun and Han Yun came out. You both belong to Lin Zixuan's team, but you have performed well and have accumulated enough merits. I have given you permission to be promoted to centurion!"
"Thank you, Commander!" Yu Chijun smiled and immediately moved forward to exchange tokens.
Han Yun was silent. He looked at Mu Beiqing and asked, "Where is Lin Zixuan?"
Mu Beiqing was silent. The face of the smiling man in blood-armor standing in the air suddenly changed. He stared at the black-haired old man and shouted loudly: "What's wrong with him?"
Lin Zixuan was the child of his best friend. He had promised the latter that he would ensure his safety. If he died this time, how should he explain to Lin Tian?
"Deputy city lord, if this is not what I expected, he should be captured by Lu Hui." Mu Beiqing replied solemnly.
The city lord frowned slightly, but he didn't speak.
But Xue Miao couldn't bear it any longer. He stared at Mu Beiqing angrily and shouted loudly: "Mu Beiqing, what did I ask you before we went on the expedition? You agreed, and now, what have you done?"
Mu Beiqing did not explain that this time he was derelict in his duties and failed to guard against Lu Yu, giving him the opportunity to take action.
"Calm down, Deputy City Lord Xue, don't be so angry!" Kui Tianlang said calmly, but his heart was bursting with joy. He was very happy to see Xue Miao's look like this.
"Okay, Lin Zixuan's disappearance was just an accident. It's a pity for such a talented person!" the city lord said lightly.
"By the way, add two hundred more points to the merits he has accumulated, and then convert them all into corresponding skills, and send them to his family in my name as a token of comfort."
Mu Beiqing nodded. He was also a little heartbroken about Lin Zixuan, but the matter was already here and there was no point in talking more.
The people below were silent, and Kurosawa and Weihou were also extremely sad. Their lives were saved by Lin Zixuan. They wanted to express their gratitude, but they didn't expect it to be like this.
Zhou Feng and Chen Huan also secretly lamented that such a dazzling person was captured by the enemy, and his end would be very tragic.
Han Yun said nothing. Although Lin Zixuan was extremely talented, he was young and frivolous.
Mu Beiqing looked at the golden decree. When he was looking for Lin Zixuan, his face twitched and he read it more carefully several times.
"What's wrong?" the city lord asked, his face looking a little strange.
"This..." Mu Beiqing's eyes were slightly focused and his body was trembling slightly. This scene was too incredible.
"Lin Zixuan, fighting alone, killed more than 1,200 enemies and beheaded three centurions!!"
His voice was heavy and boomed in everyone's minds. Many people were stunned, their eyes wandered, and they didn't know how to speak.
Even Han Yun was stunned and couldn't believe this scene.
Xue Miao's breathing was slightly stagnant, which was too terrifying.
Zhou Feng murmured to himself: "I knew it was like this!"
Wei Hou, Kurosawa cheered first, and then fell into silence. He should not have passed away so quickly.
"Uh!" The city lord hesitated slightly. He originally thought that Lin Zixuan could only kill two hundred people at most, but he didn't expect him to be so fierce. He was possessed by the god of death.
"In this case, I will give him the soul realm skills and give them to his family!" He thought for a moment and then said.
Just when everyone thought it was about to end, a clear voice came.
"Lord City Lord, can I change it?" (To be continued)