Chapter 742: Do not hesitate to die for killing thieves
There are still living people in White Crow City.
The most humble of miscellaneous people, the most humble sugar man, saw the ancient Yan Yanbo not saluting and not getting off the sedan chair.
After the incident, even if there are still survivors, and how many are left, the sugar man Xia Lishan said that he still wants to run for election... not to run for election, but to serve the emperor directly.
The people in front were shocked and laughing, but no matter what, the smiles in their hearts did not dare to appear on their faces. Tangren was overly polite and disrespectful to his superiors, thus committing a capital crime! As expected, the attendants around Uncle Yan Yan were furious: "How bold
Sugar Man..."
Just after shouting four words, 'Xia Lishan' spoke again. He ignored the clerk and only said indifferently to Uncle Yanyan: "Uncle Yanyan, please wait a moment. Xia still has an old debt to settle."
The candy man in Nuanqiu inside the sedan spoke, and the candy man in green clothes outside the sedan raised his hand toward a black ice city in the distance ahead, and then retracted his hand.
Put your hands back into your sleeves and march out of the city!
What a roar it was, like anger but more like laughter, it was like a war, but more like a carnival during a festival, seven hundred sugar-human corpses were rushing towards the direction pointed by their master!
Using a weapon without permission is a capital crime. Now everyone's smiles disappeared, and they were even more surprised. Could it be that the White Crow Tangren had gone crazy with the fear of Fanzi massacre?
In front of the superior clan, before the big competition, the people of White Crow City and Xia Tang want to take revenge.
The people from the Shang clan who came from the south were all furious. The singer was about to yell, but Uncle Yan Yan waved his hand to stop him. The trip was boring, and this errand was even more boring. The journey was completely boring. Meeting a madman at this moment was a good entertainment.
Uncle Yanyan looked at the zombie soldiers charging into the formation, and then at Xia Lishan in the sedan chair, with great interest.
The troops and horses of the Shang clan did not move. The troops and horses of other Zamo cities along the way where the Zisha soldiers charged did not dare to move rashly. The generals secretly made gestures to indicate to their sons that they should ignore them.
Seeing that there was no one to stop him, Xiao Xiang Liu slowed down the demon Yuan who was in good health, so he didn't have to take action. Su Jing said, although the Xia family is not a good person, but I have taken the name of his family, I will always do it for them.
It's fair to do something to avenge this... Who doesn't want Su Jing to avenge the Xia family? There's no need to talk too much. Just use violent methods to eliminate the troublemakers!
Anyway, Su Jing and Xiang Liu are here. The first word is:
kill!
The corpse evil soldiers, the evil ones, roared like tigers and wolves, and rushed straight into the place pointed by Xiang Liu. The other Zamo City stood still. How could the Bingcheng army and horses killed by the corpse evil stand in front of them and wait for death. In the blink of an eye, they were beaten into a ball. This
At this time, Uncle Yanyan suddenly said: "Xia Lishan, why did you send troops to attack them?"
"My Xia family uses strange magic to refine corpse soldiers in order to serve the country. I have been away from the city for three hundred years. I am practicing alone. I made an appointment with the family leader half a month ago at the place where the corpse soldiers are raised. I will wait until I get there.
I know: The Baqi people in Xuangu City sneaked into my corpse-raising formation and massacred my disciples. If I don’t avenge this, I will be serving the Xia family in vain.”
Just as Su Jing finished speaking, General Zamo from the battle group in the distance responded: "Xia, open your blind eyes and see clearly. This is Shenze City. The Liubai Army is not your family's enemy!"
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Angry and aggrieved, the vicious corpses attacked for no apparent reason. The city that was forced to fight didn't know what was going on. It turned out that the Xia family had chosen the wrong place and made the wrong enemy. Marquis Yan Yan was startled when he heard this, and then he laughed.
laughing out loud.
The noble man smiled, and the Zamo people hurriedly expressed their voices and laughed together. Fukasawa City was unjustly charged by the corpse soldiers. This incident is indeed ridiculous.
Next to the sedan, Xiaoxiang Liu Yin replied: "I know you are not from Xuangu City, Baqi, but your military appearance looks good, so I asked my son to come forward and try it out. It's just an embroidered pillow." After a pause.
, Xiang Liu said: "Xia Erlang!"
"No!" The seven hundred corpses roared in a hissing voice, which was definitely not loud. Their voices were deep and muffled, as if they were buried deep underground. The roars coming from the ancient tombs, and the thick aura of death hit your ears with the roars.
, more heartfelt.
The sugar-coated man in green pointed to another Xuanbing city and said, "Kill Xuangu!"
Xiang Liu and Su Jing didn't know where the Xuangu City was at first, but then the strange green cloud dropped the seal and the 'Tang Man' found the 'Xuangu Seal', and he knew where the enemy's city was.
The seven hundred zombies turned around fiercely, howled again, and charged towards Xuangu with ferocious spirits.
Transformed from the evil temple, refined in the black prison, fought in the underworld, and practiced in the king's robe. The evil spirit is the yin and yang experience, the fierce ghost spirit polished by life and death. This group of desperate soldiers is so cruel and terrifying, even if they are put into the middle earth
Those who practice the sect have the qualifications and strength to compete with the Taoist soldiers raised by various Tianzong. On the other hand, Xueyuan Zamo is controlled by the superior clan and can only practice the most superficial skills even if he is extremely talented.
Those who are like this are also drowned in the harsh environment early on, and will never stand out. The strength of the low-level soldiers cannot be compared to that of the evil ones.
However, the power released by the seven hundred "Xiaerlang" who were sharpened by the villains in the battle was greatly reduced compared to usual, and could not even reach the one or two percent of the previous ones. This was only because: the skin was too weak.
The soul is surrendered to the worst evil corpse, but the master has strict orders: even if the body is broken, the evil spirit is not allowed to leave the body to kill, so just lie down where you are.
Su Jing said whatever he said, and they had no room for disobedience...
Although his skin is gone, his ruthless temperament has not diminished. Qibaixiaerlang laughs and screams strangely and joins the battle!
Xuangu is the same as other cities. There are two military horses displayed in front of the city. One is an elite force with a thousand soldiers, and the other is a battle formation with a force of 7,000 soldiers. First, they fight against 'Xiaerlang' with a thousand soldiers, but the opponent's brutality far exceeds the limit of imagination.
After failing to hold on for a moment, he showed his defeat. King Baqi, who was both the city lord and the head of the family, gritted his teeth. In a life-and-death battle, he ignored the bad reputation of "fighting with more and less with more". He loudly issued an order and ordered seven thousand soldiers to march in battle formation and kill the enemy.
Unexpectedly, when heavy troops entered the battle, the seven hundred corpses of the Xia family were not frightened, angry or panicked. Instead, they burst into cheers. The more enemies, the better. The more enemies, the more people they can kill; kill people.
The more, the happier and more indulgent you will be.
Weapons, fists, nails and teeth, fighting, tearing, biting and roaring, it is clearly a massacre, the evil man is grinding and killing, killing and killing himself.
A fierce battle raged, and in the eyes of many Zamo people, Xia Erlang's fighting methods... were like a group of wolves showing the horned antelope how they hunt and fight.
Unable to help themselves, some people secretly swallowed their saliva and tried their best to calm the pounding of their hearts. Uncle Yanyan twisted his short beard with his hands. After watching for a while, the smile on his face grew thicker, his eyes looked satisfied, and he said: "Xia Lishan, your evil son of a bitch."
It's not bad, but..." As he spoke, he turned to look at the soft sedan in front of White Crow City in the distance. When he looked over, the noble man's expression changed slightly, and he paused in his words: I don't know when, the master of the Xia family...
The sedan curtain was lowered.
The nobles of the upper class watched with gusto. The sugar-coated man closed his sedan chair and took a nap?
What kind of trouble do you have to be to be so disrespectful?
Hearing Uncle Yanyan's voice, the sugar man in the sedan opened the soft curtain again, with a tired look on his face and a sleepy look in his eyes. He was awakened by the count of the ancient tribe and had to socialize: "But what? Please give me your advice."
I don’t know if he felt that losing his temper with the madman was not worth it. Yan Yanhou did not have an attack. His anger was fleeting. He continued the previous topic: "But after this battle, your corpse soldiers will be almost destroyed."
The villains who were limited by their skin still managed to defeat Xuan Gu's enemies, but they were too ferocious and too merciless. They had no coordination, no coordination, no formations, they were all in a swarm, just like "looting", as if they were half a step too late and less of them were killed.
The sky fell. He only wanted to kill people without caring about self-protection, and suffered serious casualties.
Of course, it was only the skin that was injured. The evil man was not injured, but how could outsiders see it? You should know that Shisha has a magic that can cover his soul with his body, which was specially blessed by Su Jing with the King of Bones robe.
Even with Xiao Xiangliu's demon identification, there is no clue.
Tangren smiled and said: "Xia Lishan is willing to live and die to kill thieves. I am like this, and so are my sons."
There were 700 murderous corpses on one side, and 1,000 elites and 7,000 heavy troops on the other. The melee did not last long. After the incense-burning time, the main force of the Xuangu City was lost and the remaining brave men fled. The city lord, the general and other important people of Bazi were all killed. Bai Bai
Xiao Xiangliu, who was standing next to the sedan chair in front of Crow City, said calmly: "Come back, everyone."
More than 60% of the seven hundred zombies were down, and they were still able to move and drag their companions' corpses, staggering back to where they came from. Looking at them walking and looking at their demeanor, they didn't look like elite military horses at all. They were clearly a ragtag group of people...
....But it was this ragtag group of people who burned incense and slaughtered enemies ten times their size.
The military appearance of Xuangu City is not the strongest among the elite soldiers of this ice city, but at least it is considered to be of upper-class strength.
The zombie soldiers came to Su Jing, bowed and saluted, and then all went into the city without stopping.
Before the main show started, there was a "revenge" scene first. The ancient earl smiled and exhaled: "Xia Lishan, if you don't get off the sedan and don't show respect, you must give me an explanation."
After seeing the monkeys playing around, Yan Yanbo's good mood dropped, and he asked about the crime of disrespect. As he asked, an executioner army around him separated into a large group, and drove towards White Crow City to press on.
"For three hundred years, Xia Lishan has not slept well every night." Su Jing sat steadily in the sedan chair without glancing at the military horses in the sky. He was not pretending to be calm. The battle array in front of him today was indeed not in the eyes of King A Gu: "Every night I dream
In the middle of the day, an immortal will surely visit me, chatting and drinking happily, and I will become a brother and sister to the immortal. I will get his advice on mysteries and learn his wonderful magic tricks. I will no longer be able to worship the wealth and honor of this world."
Uncle Yan Yan laughed: "Not only can you not sleep well at night, you are also dreaming during the day, dreaming about immortals? Who is your immortal?"
"Brothers don't say anything." Tangren responded, and at the same time his mind turned. The green fruit obtained from Lang Qi had already been refined into full power when he was in the Middle Earth, and the aura of returning to immortality with six ears blossomed and spread in all directions!
This is Su Jing's 'proof'. Lang Qi has a strong presence here and is regarded as a god. How can his aura be reverberated and let everyone in front understand it for themselves, which is far better than Su Jing's empty words.
But everyone below Yan Yanbo was indifferent... Gui Xian could understand the Qi of Gui Xian, but these 'ordinary people' couldn't understand it at all. This was something Su Jing had never expected. He blinked and smiled.
Okay. Things are unexpected... but it’s okay. We can’t pretend to be gods and ghosts in the killing world. Then let them meet the true king of the Yang world of Middle Earth and the Pluto of the underworld of Middle Earth. Please invite these six-eared minions to meet the real China.
Gods and ghosts.
"Wait a minute." Uncle Yan waved his hand again and held down the executioner who was on his way to capture Su Jing. This noble earl had many thoughts and changed his mind again, and asked Su Jing: "Do you want to serve the emperor?"
After Su Jing nodded, Uncle Yanyan asked again: "With less than three hundred zombies left, how many more fights can you fight?"
"Don't worry, sir, the corpse soldiers are still capable of fighting."
"It's a good thing to serve the country and share the emperor's worries, but why don't you, White Crow City, enter the French seal position? If you don't enter your own position, how can you make the competition fair and the selection smooth?"
Su Jing responded: "The driving array in the city was destroyed by the enemy. It was barely possible to reach this point. After stopping, I couldn't move anymore. I couldn't enter the sealing position in time. Please forgive me."
Then he gave some instructions to Xiao Xiangliu, and then reached out and knocked on the sedan bars. The four corpses carrying the sedan stood up and walked forward, carrying the sedan. Xiao Xiangliu shook his arms and made two long gestures.
The rope flew backwards from his sleeve, and with a sharp crackling sound, the long rope wrapped around the glacier where White Crow City was located. Immediately, the Tsing Yi Candy Man also took a step... With his divine power, he pulled up the iceberg with a radius of nearly a hundred miles, and followed suit every step of the way.
After the soft sedan, take White Crow City to the designated sealing position.
There was a bang, chaos and noise.
Looking across the snowfield, there are countless people in the Three Hundred Ice City, but are there any warriors who can stand shoulder to shoulder with this Tsing Yi Sugar Man? Everyone knows that the Tsing Yi Man is weak and weak, so where did this Tsing Yi monster come from?
More importantly, although the Xia family did not say it explicitly, everyone could see that Qing Yi was just a servant.
If a servant is like this, what should a master do?
The master was sitting in the sedan chair, complaining about the other person's bad nose, unable to detect Qing Guo's divine aura; thinking about how he could fool people in the future if Qing Guo was always so inoperable. In addition, he also wanted to find an explanation.
People ask how elite soldiers and marshals are selected. The official documents from White Crow City were lost, so Su Jing didn’t even know the rules of this drama. It is not easy to play it out in a down-to-earth manner. (To be continued.)