Super Martial God

Other martial saints practice excellent skills and enjoy a large number of rare treasures.

Only Lu jiuxiao practices the most basic martial arts in the army and eats food in the army. He occasionally goes hunting in the wild.

It can be said that he is a unique martial saint in the world who is really killed from the battlefield.

When the army marched to the top of the mountain, there was no noise from the ordinary army, and it looked very solemn and solemn.

Suddenly, Lu jiuxiao raised his right palm.

WOW!

All horseshoes, step down together and stop.

Ten thousand Zixiao Army soldiers sat upright on horseback and let the rain wash them, but they didn't even blink.

Behind Lu jiuxiao was Xu canglie.

He sat on the horse and looked at Lin Mu with great regret. However, in the Zixiao army, no matter what the origin, he had to abide by the rules of the Zixiao army. Therefore, even if he was sad again, he could only bear it and sit on the horse meticulously.

"Lu jiuxiao."

Looking at this amazing and unparalleled army, King Yan's face was very ugly.

The Zixiao army is the pride of the state of Yan, but at the moment, it is obvious that the Zixiao army did not come to help him, because he did not call the Zixiao army at all.

Moreover, because the Zixiao army had too much influence, the former king and he ordered the Zixiao army to go out at will, let alone enter other territories of the state of Yan.

Now the Zixiao army comes to Yueshan privately, which is no different from rebellion.

"What are you doing? Do you really want to rebel? "

The more King Yan thought about it, the more angry he became. He wanted to take over the Zixiao army many times, but the Zixiao army didn't enter the oil and salt, and only listened to the normal state military orders. If the orders he issued were contrary to the sage, the Zixiao army would reject them all on the grounds that it would not accept the orders of the monarch outside.

But now, the Zixiao army actually listens to the orders of a woman named Ning Qingyu, which makes him who claims to be the holy king, how can he accept it.

"Those who gain the Tao help more, while those who lose the Tao help less. King Yan, I call you king Yan for the last time. I have obtained conclusive evidence from the night camp. You made the Suhe tragedy that year."

Lu jiuxiao said painfully, "and you colluded with the devil, resulting in the death of more than two million people in Tianyuan house and Yuhu house and the displacement of more than five million people. Do you still deserve to be a king?"

"Hahaha, I am a king and you are a minister. What can I do to get your evaluation as a minister?"

The king of Yan smiled angrily, "Lu jiuxiao, I only ask you. I was not mean to you when my father treated you so well. Now you really want to be ungrateful and follow a woman's orders to deal with me?"

"Although the imperial concubine is a woman, she is far better than you in terms of benevolence."

Lu jiuxiao remained unmoved and said, "Li Hongchang, please abdicate and pass the throne to the great prince. I will withdraw my troops and bind my hands. I am willing to be imprisoned in the prison forever."

The prince in the back looked excited and couldn't help longing in his eyes.

However, Xu canglie behind Lu jiuxiao caught the prince's expression, but a light mockery flashed in his eyes.

Lu jiuxiao is a decent man, but as the commander in chief of the most elite army in the state of Yan, he is not easy.

When he said this, he was really sincere. Xu canglie also believed that if King Yan really abdicated, with Lu jiuxiao's temperament and personality, he would really be imprisoned in heaven for life.

But Lu jiuxiao knew more about the king of Yan and knew that with the ambition of the king of Yan, he could never pass the throne to the great prince at the peak.

Sure enough, the next moment I heard the Yan King sneer: "Lu jiuxiao, as a minister, you dare to force the king to abdicate. It's really a wolf's ambition. I think you are the traitor who everyone can kill."

As soon as these words came out, the great prince behind him was cold in his heart, slightly bowed his head, and a touch of resentment flashed in his eyes.

Even Lu jiuxiao recognized his succession to the throne, indicating that he was qualified, but his father was obviously too selfish. He would rather fight Lu jiuxiao and drag the state of Yan into the mire than pass the throne to him.

Think again that King Yan is a martial saint with a life span of thousands of years, which is almost equal to that he has no hope of becoming a king all his life.

"Whether I am a loyal minister or a traitor, I can live up to my conscience."

Lu jiuxiao was expressionless. "Since you don't abdicate, it's no wonder I don't read the feelings of kings and ministers. All the officers and men listen to the order and catch the swallow king. Whoever dares to stop it will be killed without amnesty!"

Boom!

At the same time, all ten thousand soldiers of Zixiao army rushed out.

The power of the army's impact is terrible. The more than 1000 experts in forget worry palace have no time to deal with others. They can only unite to resist the Zixiao army.

Among the thousands of masters in the forgetful palace, the most are Wuzong, and there are also quasi saints and wusheng masters.

However, in the face of these 10000 Zixiao troops whose strength is obviously one level lower, they can not get any upper hand, and can only reluctantly resist.

The cooperation of the Zixiao army is really terrible. Ten thousand people are divided into ten camps and attack. Every thousand people are like one person. Their lethality is comparable to that of the elite in the martial saint.

The people around looked at it, and all of them were creepy.

It turned out that the rumor may be exaggerated, but it is true that the more Zixiao soldiers, the stronger their lethality. Thousands of soldiers with average accomplishments only have great martial arts masters cooperate, and even martial saints are able to suppress. This is really terrible.

Now these ten thousand soldiers of Zixiao army obviously don't even have a martial saint, but their power is as powerful as ten martial saints.

The fighters of other forces couldn't help but look shocked. No wonder Zixiao army is called invincible in the world. It's really terrible.

"Seven kills!"

Ning Qingyu's cards have not been used up yet. Obviously, this time she is very sad and angry and doesn't intend to hide anything.

Shua Shua

As soon as the voice fell, seven figures shot out together from the humble corner next to the Zixiao army and directly killed the king of Yan.

"Seven kills? Bitch, are you in control of the night camp? "

Seeing these seven figures, King Yan was not surprised and his scalp numbed.

He found out many of Ning Qingyu's cards and thought he had understood Ning Qingyu thoroughly, but he never thought that Ning Qingyu could control the night camp.

Seven kills, this is the seven elders of the night camp, the ultimate card.

It is said that these seven men are not under the jurisdiction of anyone in the night camp, but obey orders from only one person.

At the thought of rumors, people are even more frightened when they look at Ning Qingyu. Is this imperial concubine, who is famous all over the world, but has always been the mysterious and unknown night battalion commander... Yeyan?

When the seven murders of the night camp appeared, he held his head in pain on the ground at first, then gradually subsided, and became a lost Tang Xi. His eyes couldn't help moving, staring at the first of the seven people.

She knew the man even if he turned into ash. It was Tang Huohuo who brought her to her great grandfather from childhood.

"Isn't that Tang Huohuo?"

Not only Tang Xixi, but also many others present recognized the head of the seven murders.