Mad Martial War Emperor

“Ben Hou, Emperor Zhentian, is with you today!”

The sound of Hong Zhong’s voice was huge, and the long sword drew its soul against the rays of light of the scorching sun, tingling his eyes.

“Zhentianhou!”

“Zhentianhou!”

The army finally greeted hope. For the emperor Zhentian, this sentence is not what Ye Qinghan said, but the immortal Qingzun!

Counting 1000000 million people roared, the sound of waves shook, and the waves of waves shattered, the pressure was very low, almost within reach.

Si si ……

At this moment, Lord Taihao’s old tears were vertical and horizontal, covering his face to secretly wipe away the tears. At this time, he had to admire the arrangement of his brother. God, Immortal Emperor’s arrangement, it really is not ordinary people can speculate.

Everything is planned and everything is under control.

Ye Qinghan is like a scorching sun, tearing the dark clouds in the south of Qingzun Immortal Kingdom. It was a desperate situation, and now there is a dawn.

Pingyang Hou Huo is by his side. He only needs to pay attention to the big brothers. To deal with these ordinary troops, he doesn’t need to shoot at all.

“Be careful of that High Priest, too ginger divine runes can directly control the souls of slaves. No matter what the bloodline is, it is difficult to escape.” Pingyang Hou’s deep pump light stared at High Priest. The immortal spirit of the palm was strong and broke out anytime Out of the 3 levels of battle strength.

Ye Qinghan is silent, just nodded. Even if there is a shroud wrapped with gold body at this time, you can feel the hatred between the blood of the Yan people and the too ginger Divine Race. That can’t be worn away by time. Bloodline inheritance came down.

Tai Jiang High Priest didn’t even know that Ye Qinghan, the town lord, had twinkling eyes, and there was a strong hostility in his heart. He flew into the air and appeared in front of the army.

Yang Zexian was also a stunner. Ye Qinghan didn’t think of it that year. The appearance was to replace Emperor Zhentian with Mysterious Immortal-level Great Perfection.

Zhentian’s sword is 10000 points sharp, the blade glow is flashing, lightning flashes, and the town is heart-souled.

“Taijiang Divine Race, Jufeng Mountain, are you retreating or fighting today?” Ye Qinghan looked coldly at the two leaders who led the army, Wei Shen said.

Tai Jiang High Priest faintly smiled, said in a tranquil voice, “Here is a young Paragon again, is it the legendary Xuanyuan Hongshen, Qingzun?”

“You are old, shouldn’t you lead the army to blame, haven’t you just heard the call of the 10000000 million army?” Ye Qinghan replied disdainfully.

Hua!!

The Qingzun Army immediately raised its troops and shouted.

“Zhentianhou! Zhendi for the emperor!”

In an instant, originally relying on the army of Nantianguan Tianxian to be passive, he opened the door, followed the Yan Ao and rushed out. The square array quickly changed. Led by Xuan Yuantai and other parties, Marquis and the king of the king, strong and two parties The army confronted.

Ye Qinghan slightly raised his head, stepped forward slowly, his eyes fixed on Tai Jiang High Priest, the power of 3 Immortal Emperor hidden in Zhentian’s sword was about to move, he was urged at any time to kill the enemy.

Tai Jiang High Priest is so old and hot, why ca n’t you see the clue? When Ye Qinghan appeared, the army directly started to attack, showing his prestige. If he did n’t have the ability, who would believe it? In this brief moment, he even felt the threat, the threat of death!

“He has the ability to wreck me or even kill me?”

Tai Jiang’s High Priest’s eyes flashed brilliantly, flying back to the central podium.

After waiting for the ginger Divine Race to issue an attack, Ye Qinghan turned to look at Yang Zexian, said solemnly, “Senior Zixian, Ben Houben is ready to turn hostility into friendship with you, and you retreat today. What should I do? I do n’t want to retreat, and within 30,000 years, I will lead the soldiers to level you Peak Mountain, even chicken and dog doesn’t remain. “

Chicken-dog-no-stay!

Rolling back to the sound of the vast sky, the will will crush the enemy’s heart.

Yang Zexian’s scalp was numb. Although Ye Qinghan was only a little Mysterious Immortal, it was almost 1000 miles. He shouldn’t care, but in the face of Ye Qinghan, he had the pressure that he could not fight.

Yang Zixian took a deep breath, secretly thought, “Pingyang Hou is not a fool, and the south collapsed. Instead of asking the ancient gods, he asked Ye Qinghan. Presumably the Qing Emperor Emmortal Emperor must have given him the details. Today In World War I, rather than sitting with him both sides, it ’s better to sit atop a mountain to watch the tigers fight, let them and Taijiang Divine Race both sides suffer, I must back and become the fisherman who sweeps the benefits. “

Tai Jiang High Priest also looked at Yang Zexian. If they led their troops away, this battle would not be easy!

After a while, Yang Zhexian took a deep breath, pulled away the hostility, smiled and said, “Since Zhentian Hou has spoken in person, the mountain owner is also willing to pay Marquis, and this seat gives Marquis a face today.”

Hua!!

As soon as Yang Zexian waved his hand, the war drums echoed, and the army quickly shifted backwards and detoured the original way.

In a word, the mountain peak retreated, and Ye Qinghan’s power reached Peak.

The Emperor Taihao had to admire Ye Qinghan’s domineering. The innate Murderous aura made the enemy have to think carefully. Jue Feng Shan really did not want to offend Ye Qinghan anymore. Such people have created too many miracles, 10000 One really led the army in 30,000 years to kill Jiefeng Mountain. Jiefeng Mountain is absolutely impossible to run away.

As soon as the army of Jufeng Mountain retreated, the pressure on the army in Nantianguan suddenly eased a lot.

Ye Qinghan looked at Tai Jiang High Priest, coldly said, “Too ginger Divine Race? Today, I want to teach you about your ability. Is it really so exaggerated, unfavorable, and invincible.”

Hua!!

Ye Qinghan raised his knife slightly to signal Yan Ao.

The battle flag in Yan Ao’s hand moved, hunting against the wind.

Hua hua hua! !

The battle flag flickered and quickly changed, causing the army to change its position and make an aggressive posture.

Five Golden Immortal-level gangsters, three guarding the South Tianguan Pass, guarding against the sneak attack, and two leading the army to control the left and right winged forces. Ye Qinghan personally centered and defended, and the 5rd Army slammed into the enemy.

Pingyang Hou and Taihao Huangye teamed up to protect Ye Qinghan and prepare to deal with Tai Jiang High Priest.

“The emperor, Pingyang Marquis, you 2 can defend the High Priest, Ben Hou is responsible for the impact, directly into the enemy’s abdomen, beheaded to kill the ginger ginger Divine Race Ben clansman.” Ye Qinghan said solemnly

“Okay!” The two noble people are nodded. Although they are three-level people, they face the Paragon masters such as Tai Jiang High Priest, and they do not have the confidence to win together.

“I’m here to defend all around the army for you, as long as you are responsible for killing in.” Azure Lotus said firmly with a sword.

Ye Qinghan nodded, looking to Yan Ao, waiting for his orders.

wu wu wu ————————

boom ~ boom ~ ————————

Dong dong dong ……

The horn of war sounded, and the sound of the snare drum was magnificent and inspiring.

Hua!!

The banner greeted forward, and the order of the attack was communicated to all parties.

“Follow me!”

Ye Qinghan screamed angrily, took the Zhentian sword and took the air, rushing directly to the front of the army.

Hua hua hua! !

boom———-

Ye Qinghan danced with the town long sword. Although he did not use the power of Immortal Emperor, the essence of the town long sword alone was enough to shake the army’s defense.

boom! !

The heavy armour of the heavy infantry was torn open with a single knife, and Ye Qinghan tore out a hole without even supporting it for a moment.

Hua!!

xiū xiū xiū ————————

Sword Immortal Qing Lian exhibited Myriad Sword Returning to Origin. Countless sword shadows were used to steal and kill people. In cooperation with Ye Qinghan, the enemy’s defense was shattered. The tearing became larger and larger, and soon spread to thousands of meters away.

Bang bang bang!!

Ye Qinghan step by step, forcibly dispersed the army, even if these dead men were not afraid of death, they could not stop his footsteps, dancing with long swords, blood flowing into a river, no one could stop him.

xiū xiū xiū ————————

Ye Qinghan was like a mudslide, unstoppable, and took Sword Immortal Qing Lian to the depths in a flash.

Tai Jiang Divine Race was shocked, and the High Priest pupil light flashed, immediately waving the battle flag to make Ben Clansman retreat to the rear.