Chapter 1124 (1/2)
East Shenzhou, the branch of the great Chu Shengting! In a hall!
”No, my Lord. Marshal Dazhen East Road, Huo Guang, has just come to the news and has already destroyed tianweizong!” A man in official clothes screamed to another man in splendid clothes.
”Tianweizong? In addition to our five fairyland forces, there are ten countries and twenty schools left. Tianwei sect, that's the middle sect! Yesterday's news, Huo Guanggang just arrived, today, tianweizong is gone? ” The man in gorgeous clothes said in surprise.
”Yes, the momentum is overwhelming, tianweizong, there is no resistance!” The man in official uniform was bitter and astringent.
”One day? Why is there no resistance? ”
”From the beginning to the end, Huo Guang didn't do anything. At the beginning, the tianweizong formation was opened, and Huo Guang's subordinates launched the array and slaughtered them in an all-round way. From the beginning to the end, Huo Guang sat on the top of a mountain, drinking tea and watching everything on the battlefield! ”
”I see, Huo Guang, Huo Guang is just training?” The man's face changed.
”Training?”
”What a terrible first army, what a powerful Dazhen!” The man in gorgeous clothes looks ugly.
”My Lord, what shall we do?”
”Huyan Boyu is dead, and the power of Wanru and Shengjiao is vulnerable to attack in front of Yan Chuan. In this world, except for the arrival of the holy king, it seems that we can hardly stop the pace of great Zhen's reunification! ” The well-dressed man said in a deep voice.
”Ah? Is Dazhen really so strong? ”
”Qiang, Huyan Boyu, you haven't seen it before. There are millions of scholars who have been attacked by Ju Jiao. Although we don't know the specific situation at that time, none of them escaped. Do you think this is realistic?” Said the well-dressed man.
”None of them escaped?” The man's face in the official uniform was ugly.
”Huo Guang and his team were not fast all the way. Obviously, they took back the territory and practiced the army again. We have already looked up to Yan Chuan. Unexpectedly, we underestimated him! ” The well-dressed man said in a deep voice.
”What about that?”
”What? You fly up first and report everything to the holy king. Here I look at it and tell the king that if there is a crisis, the minister may give up this realm! ” Said the well-dressed man.
”Give up?”
”Go ahead and report it to the truth!” The well-dressed man said in a deep voice.
”Yes
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nanshenzhou. Ba Huang Zong!
”Kill!”
”Roar!”
”Kill these anti thieves!”
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Dazhen's army broke through a big battle and began to fight crazily.
In the distance, the top of a mountain.
Wang Jian is sitting at a stone table. Behind stood two bodyguards, next to a servant doing tea, tea to Wang Jian.
Wang Jian sipped tea and looked at the battlefield in the distance.
The eight wasteland sects were defeated, and Dazhen generals and soldiers also had some casualties. But Wang Jian didn't care, as if looking at a static landscape in general.
For death and injury, Wang Jian did not intervene to help, Wang Jian needs to refine his troops, so his soldiers must be tempered by blood and fire.
When I was drinking tea, there was a sudden explosion from behind.
”Wang Jian, you kill me, I'll fight with you!”
With a roar, a man in the sun light appeared behind him. He grabbed a long sword and chopped it towards Wang Jian. There was a huge sword gang in the void, as if he wanted to chop Wang Jian together with people and mountains.
Obviously, this man has become a fairy. A blow from the immortal is immense.
But Wang Jian, still tasting tea, did not even turn around.
Wang Jian did not move, behind two bodyguards, one of them moved, the hand of the bronze sword pulled.
A huge sword Gang, several times more than the eight wasteland patriarch, rushed out.
”Boom
As if the sky was white, the two swords disappeared. Wang Jian's bodyguard took back the sword and stood well, as if he had not moved at all.
But the eight wasteland patriarch, at the moment is staring at the eyes, a face does not believe.
The sword in his hand broke two pieces from the middle, and from the middle of the eyebrow, a slit suddenly appeared, flowing a lot of blood.
When the patriarch of Bahuang fell down, he was divided into two parts.
With a sword just now, the patriarch of Bahuang was cut off in an instant.
In the distance, the rebellious disciples of bahuangzong were all frightening.
A sword? Or Wang Jian's bodyguard's sword. The Lord died?
Looking at Wang Jian, who smelled the tea in the distance and tasted tea in his mouth. All the disciples of the eight barren sect were cold.
Does the eight Huang sect still want to compete with Yan Chuan? Even the subordinates of Yanchuan couldn't take a sword. You want to fight?
At this moment, countless disciples of the eight wasteland sect all have deep remorse. They do not do well in Dazhen people. What kind of disciples of the eight wasteland sect are like ordinary people robbing the mountain top and being mountain bandits. Can they make waves under the army of the imperial court?
Endless remorse, but if remorse is useful, what is the use of the law?”Kill!”
Western Shenzhou and beishenzhou.