At this moment I revive the Chinese gods

The Great Formation of the Nine Twists of the Yellow River was formed by the painstaking efforts of Dongfang Yuxiao.

The destruction of the formation will have a huge impact on Dongfang Yuxiao!

"Queen!" Zhao Feiyu shouted, and immediately put his arms around her waist, while resisting the attacks of the surrounding knights, he retreated.

The soldiers who were struggling to support in the big formation also spat out a mouthful of blood, and immediately burned their potential, and they just raised their force to the level of a martial artist, planning to die with the Holy See knights!

However, after all, the disparity in the number of the enemy and the enemy is too great, and it is already a miracle that they can last for so long!

Only the remaining [-] or so soldiers retreated while fighting, preserving their strength!

The Holy See knights are approaching step by step, infinitely arrogant!

After all, it has been so long, the Kyushu side has already been physically and mentally exhausted!

And the Holy See has a large number of people, and many people have not even had time to make a move, and the combat power is still the same!

Kyushu soldiers, tired!

They have almost reached the limit of their usual fighting, if they continue, they may only die together!

A knight of the Holy See picked up the corpse of a Kyushu warrior with his spear, his face was full of contempt: "Kyushu is still just an inferior race, a lowly embryo!"

Seeing this, everyone picked up the corpse of the Kyushu soldier one after another, joking to the fullest!

Li Boliang and Luo Tian had retreated to Dongfang Yuxiao's side.

After all, Li Boliang was defeated by the opponent. Several blood holes appeared on the long armor, and blood was flowing out at this time, his face was pale, so scary!

The Holy See knights seemed to want to put pressure on them, and they were not in a hurry to attack, but kept taunting them.

Gabriel's situation is not very good at this time, but he is still full of energy. He laughed and said: "The so-called Queen of Kyushu, a master of the Martial Emperor level, actually vomits blood by herself. I think your level is also forcibly raised. Bar?!"

"Why are there gods in Kyushu, and dare to call me the west is the land abandoned by gods? All such heretical words and deeds should be damned!"

Uriel also sneered at this time: "However, if you all kneel down and beg us for mercy, maybe we will spare your life!"

Those words made the Kyushu soldiers frown, their faces extremely ugly.

Ten seconds later, a school lieutenant held his breath, held his halberd tightly, and exerted force suddenly.

The halberd burst out like a thunderbolt, piercing the chest of a sky knight, and the rest of the Kyushu soldiers immediately burst out laughing:

"What are you doing to make your father surrender? You'd better come here and shine your father's shoes first!"

"I, from Kyushu, would rather die standing than live on my knees!"

"Just hit it, who is afraid of whom?!"

"..."

"Heresy, it really is a heresy!" Uriel's face darkened, his teeth were itching with anger, and he clenched his spear tightly, ready to start a new round of charge.

In the distance, the thin man sat slumped on the ground, his face was pale, but he smiled miserably.

He has heard the words of both sides.

He admired the will of the Kyushu soldiers who were full of blood and would rather die than obey.

I also admire the determination of the Kyushu soldiers to use their bodies as blades to protect my country!

Can……

"Surrender... Maybe you really don't have to die!" In the end, the thin man just sighed softly.

Then he controlled the two drones and began to slowly fly towards the two camps.

The blood on the soldiers of Kyushu, the broken armor, the broken weapons, and the indomitable words just now were all clearly transmitted to the audience in the live broadcast room.

Many Kyushu people burst into tears, suffering unbearably, but powerless:

"Surrender, people will really die!"

"At this level, surrender is really shameless!"

"Don't hold on any longer..."

"Kill!" Uriel sneered, and shouted angrily, one hundred thousand knights of the Holy See mounted their horses and became the vanguard, and charged quickly.

Tens of thousands of sky knights strode out, followed closely behind.

Kyushu, it's over!

The Kyushu soldiers' eyes were bloodshot, and they stared coldly at the attacking Holy See knights, holding their halberds tightly, their eyes full of determination.

On the other hand, Li Boliang and the others suddenly relaxed, looked at each other speechlessly, and immediately burst out laughing: "Even if it suffers from this, we will become the best in the fight against the Holy See!"

"Fight!"

"war!"

Accompanied by Luo Tian's loud roar, the soldiers of Kyushu continued to roar, and they were all ready to die in battle!

At this time, Zhao Feiyu suddenly stepped forward, looked at the galloping Holy See army, and said lightly: "Withdraw!"

For a moment, all the Kyushu soldiers were stunned and looked at Zhao Feiyu suspiciously, as if they didn't understand what he said.

Zhao Feiyu turned around and said word by word again: "I said, retreat one kilometer!"

"Are you kidding me? It's you who should retreat the most right now?!" Luo Tian shouted in a low voice.

Dongfang Yuxiao even grabbed Zhao Feiyu's big hand, and asked with a serious face: "What are you doing?!"

Now he wished he could knock Zhao Feiyu unconscious and throw him out.

This guy is now the hope of Kyushu, even if all the soldiers of Kyushu are killed, as long as he is alive, he can lead the people of Kyushu to rise again!

He is also the future king of Kyushu now!

If he unfortunately dies in battle, he will succeed immediately!

The current battle is already a mortal situation, including myself, all soldiers will die in the battle!

If he makes a mistake, Kyushu will have no master, and he will really become fat and be divided up by the surrounding countries big and small!

It is impossible for Zhao Feiyu not to know the stakes in this!

"Retreat one kilometer!" Zhao Feiyu still shouted in a low voice without explaining.

"Withdraw!" Looking into those pure eyes, Dongfang Yuxiao seemed to be hit in the depths of his heart, and without further words, he repeated Zhao Feiyu's words directly.

All of a sudden, everyone began to retreat, leaving only Zhao Feiyu, who looked at the oncoming Holy See army with a half-smile, but opened his arms.

When death is imminent, you still pretend to be forceful!

This is the voice of almost all Holy See knights.

In an instant, all the knights had arrived in front of Zhao Feiyu. Ulie's face was cold, and he shouted angrily: "Nezha inheritor, go to hell!"

The resistance in Kyushu was started by you, so now, it should be ended by you!

Zhao Feiyu smiled disdainfully, and asked, "Really?"

"Die!" Uriel sneered, and stabbed Zhao Feiyu's head with his spear.

Just now, Zhao Feiyu had already communicated with Nezha, and Nezha had already made preparations, and he could come to Kyushu by projection at any time.

That is, when the spear was about to stab Zhao Feiyu in the head, Zhao Feiyu raised his head and roared.

"The gods are coming!"

"boom……"

In an instant, more than a dozen red lights came from the sky, protecting Zhao Feiyu in the middle.

Uriel and the hundreds of Holy See knights around him were directly blasted away by the dozens of red lights.

Uriel was seriously injured.

Hundreds of knights died instantly!

Under the eyes of everyone, a true god descended from the sky and stood in the void.

Wearing a red bellyband, a lotus flower around the neck, a lotus leaf skirt around the waist, a bright scarf on the top, and a tiger and dragon pattern on the hydration robe!

"Where... Nezha third prince?!"

More than a dozen red lights in mid-air finally converged into one place, setting off the true god in the middle more majestic and inviolable!

It is the three heads and six arms, Nezha's real body!