Puppet emperor?Summon three thousand Xuanjia troops at the beginning

Chapter 256 Soldier Immortal
The usual lottery is nothing.

It's just a daily pastime.

But after this lottery.

If you want to make such a big bet again, you may have to wait for a while.

Therefore, Zhou Yuan had great expectations for this lottery draw.

The system dial quickly starts spinning.

And Zhou Yuan just waited quietly.

He always felt that this lottery took an extra long time.

But he also knew.

This is just my own illusion.

After all, the system has no such intentions.

at last.

The final conclusion.

Zhou Yuan opened his eyes.

figure!

Once again, characters appear.

The corners of his mouth gradually curved.

[Name: Han Xin
Title: Soldier Immortal

Level: Ninth Grade National Scholar (Saint)
Weapon: Sword
Current location information: in the wild]

Bing Xian Han Xin!

This is the result of his lottery draw.

Although Zhou Yuan did have a lot of expectations for this lottery.

But now that he saw the result of this lottery, he still couldn't help but smile with joy.

He drew countless warriors.

Most of them are heroic souls from previous lives, plus or minus 5000 years.

A man strong enough to leave his name on the entire history.

Lu Bu, Xue Rengui, Bai Qi...

Each one is the swan song of an era.

But when Zhou Yuan summoned them.

After all, the power of these people did not reach the level that Zhou Yuan imagined.

Even if it's Bai Qi.

After spending millions of imperial power points, when he just extracted it, his realm was only an eighth-grade national warrior.

It's been such a long time.

Bai Qi's power has reached the ninth rank of National Scholar.

But he knew.

Bai Qi may have reached the upper limit.

It's not because Bai Qi doesn't have enough potential.

Bai Qi, who was just summoned by him, has already passed his peak.

Even the God of Death.

Nor can it withstand the invasion of time.

but now.

He got the soldier Han Xin.

But he is a being in his prime.

Moreover, he has not yet reached his true limit.

Because Han Xin's potential is clearly marked in the system.

Reach the saint!
This is the second figure in his hands with the potential of a saint besides Mozi.

And if nothing else.

He will also be the strongest among his current subordinates, except for Xuanyuan Jingcheng.

However, Han Xin's information did surprise him.

It is clear.

Han Xin is not here now.

I just don’t know where he appeared.

However, Zhou Yuan didn't pay too much attention to this.

People will come anyway.

He looked in the direction of Zhutian City.

That city.

It should almost be cast.

The location of Zhutian City.

Xuanyuan Jingcheng turned his hands into clouds and turned his hands into rain.

A huge city was built as quickly as a clay sculpture in his hands.

And there were witnesses from many dynasties around.

I was already shocked and numb by all this.

This is the power of the Semi-Saint!

A huge city that may not be built in ten years.

It was actually completely cast in just three days.

This is the power of the Kingdom!

This is the horror of Da Gan!
with this thought.

Many of the envoys from the Kingdom of Heaven were thinking of returning to their own dynasty as soon as possible.

In order to achieve great success this time, they must come up with a bigger gift as soon as possible.

As for those originally prepared.

It just seemed too shabby.

If it makes the Holy Lord Daqian unhappy.

It will definitely bring disaster to their dynasty.

after all.

The half-saint of Daqian.

It's different from other places.

Countless envoys have already sent people to leave quickly, hoping to spread the news here back to the country as soon as possible.

When the casting of Zhutian City is completed.

Xuanyuan Jingcheng stood above Zhutian City and looked down.

Wherever the eye can see.

No one lowered his eyebrows and lowered his head.

Just like God's residence is alive.

This is the power of the saint.

But even he didn't notice.

It's dozens of miles away from Zhutian City.

Three figures stood on a slope.

There is a small table in front of you, with delicious food on it.

"The power of the Half-Saint is really amazing."

One of them spoke, with an unconcealable exclamation in his eyes.

The other person grabbed the wine glass and drank it in one gulp.

"What should we do? We have already witnessed the semi-saint's construction of the city. It is time to return to the court."

There was a bit of impatience in his eyes.

After hearing his words.

The man before had a slightly helpless look in his eyes.

"In that case, let me leave later...

But Daqian.

The country should not be established at this time. "

"It doesn't matter, I'm going to die anyway."

It was only then that the third person spoke.

His tone is very cold and handsome, and he cherishes his words like gold.

"That's right, you're going to die anyway, so if you wait with me, it won't matter anymore."

After speaking, several people stood up, then turned and left.

These three people didn't seem to be in a hurry, but they were extremely fast.

But it disappeared into the horizon in just a moment.

The strength shown by these three.

Needless to say, he has reached the level of a third-grade national scholar!
After the three disappeared.

It didn't take long.

A figure appeared here.

There was a hint of doubt in his eyes.

Then he left.

No one knows what happened here.

And Qianyuan City.

A burly man walked into Qianyuan City and went straight to a hotel.

This person has an aura that can make people suffocate.

This caused many people around to feel uncomfortable and then left.

Cheng Yaojin made it on the table.

The previous city gate guards, He Ran, were opposite him.

A few people were drinking.

But because of this person's appearance, several city gate guards also felt extremely uncomfortable.

"Brother Cheng, I think we should leave here.

I always feel like it feels weird here. "

A city gate guard spoke.

There was some uneasiness in his eyes.

Cheng Yaojin frowned.

Then he quickly stretched it out, and then laughed loudly and said:

"Don't worry, I, Old Cheng, are here, there won't be any big problem!"

When several city gate guards heard this, they looked at each other and said nothing.

Both Cheng brothers are very cheerful people.

And at first glance, he is very capable.

Originally when this person entered the city.

They said hello to Cheng Yaojin, thinking that there would be no contact in the future.

I didn't expect that the other party would actually come to drink with them.

This naturally made them feel somewhat flattered, and they naturally had no reason to refuse.

Now that Cheng Yaojin says it’s not a big problem.

That must be it.

Cheng Yaojin comforted a few people, and then looked at the burly man.

"Brother, knowing that you are a capable person, you must have come to seek refuge with me, Lord Daqian.

I, Lao Cheng, also have some connections, so I can introduce you to him when the time comes. "Cheng Yaojin's face showed a bit of pride.

"But now, I think it's better for you to control your aura, otherwise you will scare others."

The man heard what Cheng Yaojin said.

He glanced at Cheng Yaojin.

Then he grabbed a pig's trotter and took a bite.

The entire pig's trotter, including the meat and bones, was easily chewed by him and then swallowed into his belly.

After eating, he looked at Cheng Yaojin and said:

"Who do you think you are, how dare you talk to me."

Not too loud.

But it was obvious that his words showed dissatisfaction on Cheng Yaojin's face.

Cheng Yaojin likes to be kind to others.

I prefer to make friends and interact with people from all walks of life.

That's why he invited these city gates to drink together.

After all, no one knows when these friends will be needed.

But this does not mean that he has a good temper and is easily bullied.

He is an invincible general on the battlefield.

So next second.

An extremely cold aura erupted from his body.

This momentum was not directed towards other people, but directly towards the sturdy man.

even so.

Several city gate guards suddenly noticed that there seemed to be some changes in Cheng Yaojin's current state.

Faced with Cheng Yaojin's momentum.

The tall man stood up slowly.

"Seventh grade national scholar."

He spoke with determination, without any fear in his eyes, and even with a touch of disdain.

Cheng Yaojin was a human being, so he noticed this immediately.

A cold sweat broke out in his heart.

problem occurs!
Although the man in front of him did not burst out with a strong aura, the feeling he gave him was no less than any warrior he had ever seen in his life.

This person is extremely dangerous!
His face instantly became solemn, and he whispered to several city gate guards:
"Brothers, it seems that we can't drink enough wine today. Let's get together another day. You go first."

Several city gate guards were stunned by the conversation between the two.

The seventh-grade national scholar!

They heard clearly that the tall man was speaking to Cheng Yaojin.

And Cheng Yaojin did not deny it.

In other words, the person who drank with them before was actually a seventh-grade national scholar.

You know, there are few such strong people in the entire Daqian.

That was a powerful existence that they had never heard of.

I didn't expect that they would have such an opportunity.

After reacting, several people nodded quickly.

The matter in front of them is obviously beyond their ability to solve.

The palace must be informed of this matter as soon as possible.

Because, since this man has no fear when facing a seventh-grade national warrior.

That is enough to show that his strength has at least reached this level.

And judging from the look of this person, it was obvious that he had bad intentions.

In the process of several people slipping away.

Cheng Yaojin stared at the man.

But the man had already sat down calmly and continued to eat.

It seems that he doesn't take the current situation into consideration at all.

Even though he knew that these city gate guards would report the news once they left, he didn't care.

Wait for a few people to leave.

Cheng Yaojin said with a solemn expression:

"who are you?"

Hearing this, the man put down his chopsticks.

"Me? Black Tiger.

There is only one thing to do next, pick the head of Emperor Daqian and take it away. "

Cheng Yaojin's pupils shrank instantly.

He no longer hesitated.

The whole person rushed towards the big man like a heavy artillery shell.

The power of a seventh-grade national warrior was unreserved at this moment.

Almost instantly, the entire hotel was destroyed.

Just the morale of the country's soldiers has already reached this level.

This is the power of a seventh-grade national warrior who explodes with all his might.

Just when Cheng Yaojin burst out his power.

Prime Minister's House.

Zhuge Liang stood up abruptly.

"What happened?"

He frowned, then stood up without hesitation.

"Come on!"

The power of the seventh-grade national warriors exploded in Qianyuan City.

He couldn't pretend he hadn't seen it.

Moreover, Qianyuan City is now weaker than ever.

The Daqian generals have led their troops to leave.

Originally there was a semi-saint in charge.

But now, the half-saint has left Qianyuan City.

When he thought about it, if he hurried, he might be back tomorrow.

It was obvious that the troublemakers had seized upon an excellent opportunity.

Elsewhere, people immediately responded.

Although Zhou Yuan sent out most of his forces.

But now Daqian's strength is not bad to begin with.

Even now, there are more than a dozen national scholars in Qianyuan City.

It's just that most of them are only at the lower third level of strength.

Moreover, Zhou Yuan also summoned Cheng Yaojin, a seventh-grade national scholar.

Therefore, the current Qianyuan City can still be said to be impregnable.

in the palace.

Zhou Yuan suddenly raised his head.

"This is……"

His face was gloomy and uncertain, and his eyes were extremely solemn.

"Where is King Anshen!"

Zhou Yuan suddenly spoke.

Behind him, Wei Liao, who had been waiting for him, didn't understand what Zhou Yuan was talking about, but he still said quickly: "Still locked in the dungeon, as before, absolutely safe."

"If not him, then who..."

Zhou Yuan was puzzled.

And in the hotel.

Cheng Yaojin's iron fist hit the big man's hand.

But it was different from what he imagined.

His punch did not cause any harm to the tall man.

Instead, the opponent stretched out his palm and grabbed his fist.

"What a joke!"

Cheng Yaojin was horrified.

With his strength, how could he be grabbed by his fist so easily.

"That's it?"

The big man's mouth twisted.

"too weak."

Then, the big man punched Cheng Yaojin in the chest.

Just for a moment, Cheng Yaojin felt like he was being hit by Mount Tai.

He felt that the ribs on his chest might have been broken a lot.

Such strength.

Not to mention the seventh-grade national scholar, even the eighth or even ninth grade cannot reach it.

He gritted his teeth and stood up.

Cheng Yaojin's eyes showed unwillingness.

"If I, Old Cheng, hadn't brought the ax with me, I would have killed you!"

Although he couldn't beat him, he said he couldn't lose no matter what.

At the same time, my mind was spinning rapidly, thinking about how to deal with this matter.

Although Cheng Yaojin can fight, he is just a fool.

So even though he couldn't beat it, he still didn't give up.

“Who are you and why do you want to kill me, Holy Lord Daqian.

Don't you know that I am a half-saint? "

The big man looked disdainful.

"You don't need to know my origin. As for the Half-Saint...

Do you think I'm stupid?
If the semi-saint were here, I would have run away long ago.

but now……"

The evil smile on his lips became more and more crazier.

"I have to go and twist off your head, Lord Daqian."

now.

Tens of thousands of Daqian defenders are gathering here.

In the palace, Zhou Yuan stood up.

"It seems that I have gone out alone."

Someone is causing trouble.

He couldn't avoid this.

There is no way to escape, and there is no way to escape.

He, Zhou Yuan, was also killed from the mountain of corpses and sea of ​​blood.

It's just that he doesn't understand.

at this time.

He could not imagine what other crisis would befall him.

……

(End of this chapter)