With a bang, a black object fell heavily on the place where Ao Junxie had just stopped, and soon, clusters of black mist began to spread around it densely.

Ao Junxie stared at the unrecognizable corpse on the ground in astonishment, for a long time, a icy chill suddenly rose on his back.

"It's the poisonous corpse plague technique of the Miaojiang poison master!"

In an instant, a sense of déjà vu came over my heart again.The tragic battle in front of Beiming capital city is vivid in his mind.

"The army quickly retreated, spread out, and launched defense!" [

Ao Junxie turned his horse's head and quickly ran towards the army behind him, shouting orders in his mouth.

With the experience of fighting Xiao Linfeng last time, Ao Junxie knew the power of this kind of group poison technique.

Immediately, there were bursts of hurried footsteps in the Fengyun army, and the crisp sound of shields and armor moving, resounding through the world outside the gate of the capital of Nanzhao.

"My lord, why are the people of Nanzhao Kingdom..."

Qiu Sheng, who was guarding Ao Junxie, asked puzzledly.

Ao Junxie thought for a moment, frowned, and sighed softly:

"It seems that the Guangming Temple and the Miaojiang people have controlled the situation in the capital of Nanzhao. They must have forced the King of Nanzhao to order to resist the Fengyun army. Qingkuang's current situation is worrying!"

"What? My lord, you mean to say that she has fallen into the hands of the Temple of Light?!"

Qiu Sheng's eyes widened and he asked anxiously.

Ao Junxie's eyes were heavy, but he didn't look back at him. He turned around and raised the Chilong Sword in his hand to the Fengyun army. With an order, the siege machine that was originally placed at the end of the army was quickly pushed to the front.

Ao Junxie knew that the capital of Nanzhao had to be captured as quickly as possible in order to save Qing Kuang's life.

On the top of the city, arrows rained down.In the capital of Nanzhao, the total number of soldiers is nearly [-], but fortunately, Nanzhao is the least powerful in Fengyun Continent after all, and the strength of the warriors and soldiers as a whole is not as good as that of Beiming Kingdom.

Not to mention that there are still quite a few ordinary people who can't even talk about the level of spiritual power.

Enslaved by the Temple of Light and the Miao people, they were forced to participate in the decisive battle with the Fengyun army.

Obviously, this is not a battle to defend the country for the people participating in the war in the entire Nanzhao Kingdom. Therefore, facing Ao Junxie and the hundreds of thousands of troops behind him, they did not launch a full-scale attack.

Downstairs, a wave of swords swung across, and Ao Junxie and Qiu Sheng cut off dozens of arrows flying towards them one after another.

Qiu Sheng was anxious and angry, and roared angrily:

"The bastards of Nanzhao are really desperate! They even dragged the common people in the city! My lord, it seems that they are determined to be at odds with Fengyun Kingdom!

We can't be soft!It is best to fight until the capital of Nanzhao is not left behind! "[

While speaking, Ao Junxie flicked his fingers lightly, and he had already caught a cold arrow that flew in, his sword eyebrows were slightly frowned, and he was lost in thought.

"Wait! Qiu Sheng, my king's opinion is different from yours! You see, none of the arrows that were shot had the effect of spiritual power attached. Moreover, it was obvious that the people from Miaojiang were in the city, and there was something wrong with the arrows on the arrows. Nor was it highly toxic.

This can only show that the people of Nanzhao Kingdom fought hastily and did not use all their strength. This war should not be their original intention! "

Qiu Sheng took the arrow branch from Ao Junxie's hand, looked at it, slapped his head, and suddenly realized:

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