Chapter 506 The Holy Son of Slaying Demon Sect

Seeing Ying Ji's resolute attitude, Han Xin and the others also sighed deeply.

"Forget it, it's not just fighting, anyway, the final victory will definitely be the empire, but I don't know how many imperial soldiers will be lost by then?"

Han Xin sighed and thought that Xuan Jian, Chi Ri and others also kept silent and did not speak again.

They are all aware of the emperor's character, and they have also figured out some of the emperor's thoughts after being with him for a long time.

In their opinion, His Majesty the Emperor is the kind of existence who can put down his body before making a decision, invite famous people from all over the world, treat others with humility and respect, and make his own words in order to complement the decision and be cautious.

Belonging to the kind of person who constantly fills in shortcomings and enriches himself, not the kind of arrogant person.

But there is also one point, that is, once His Majesty the Emperor makes a decision, no one can change it.

Unless His Majesty the Emperor himself changes his mind, no one can reverse the Emperor's decision.

Hidden, after Ying Ji made a firm statement, Han Xin and the others chose to remain silent.

That's because they know that even if they and others object to it, it's useless.

"promise!"

After struggling for a while, Han Xin finally chose to bow his head.

But bowing his head does not mean that Han Xin agrees with Ying Ji's decision. Han Xin still has reservations about the timing of the imperial army's intervention in the battlefield.

Looking at Han Xin's gesture, Ying Ji still didn't understand what the other party was thinking.

But he didn't open his mouth to explain anything. After all, the existence of nuclear weapons was so terrifying that even if it caused a forced explanation to Han Xin and others, it might not be clear.

"Could it be... Do you want to let yourself hold a blackboard and a box of chalk, forcibly explain a wave of relativity and atomic science, and discuss that science and technology are the primary productive forces?

Thinking of this, even Ying Ji shuddered.

The picture is too beautiful to imagine.

Under the firm order of Ying Ji, the order was gradually issued from the shadow guards and nets, and passed on to the main force of the imperial army that was encircling here.

 …

Above the sky, the god-like Nangong Changwan is still standing in the sky.

With his hands in his sleeves, his brows stretched, a sense of domineering ripples across the heavens and the earth, and Nangong Changwan said.

"The dog of the Southern Region, who dares to come and die?"

At this moment, Nangong Changwan is tall and straight, and his heroic appearance is unparalleled in the world. A painted dragon and halberd is inserted diagonally into nothingness, adding a bit of domineering color to him, which is simply invincible.

Who dares to come and die?

Who dares to come and die?

The eight big characters could not help but appear in the hearts of all the Southern Territory warriors. Everyone felt angry and unspeakable, but no one chose to fly over the sky to fight against it.

Because of fear, because I dare not!

They were afraid, afraid that they would be worshipped by the Dark Night Dynasty just now, and they would end up in the next time when there were no bones left.

That is a powerful warrior of Yuandan Great Perfection Realm, and it is enough to open up the existence of a powerful force in the Great Southern Region.

But it is such a strong man with a high-grade yellow-rank weapon to assist him, and he was beaten alive after less than twenty moves in the opponent's hands.

Even such a strong person has ended up like this. Their strength is even lower, and even a martial artist who has not reached the transcendent innate realm does not need to think about it. How dare they dare to take risks?

Not to mention these low-level ones, under the blessing of the domineering demon attributes that Nangong Changwan Tiantian brought, even the existence of many terrestrial gods couldn't help but be in a trance for a while, and even forgot to take action.

Compared with the people in the southern region who are in dead silence at this moment, they are thousands of meters long, powerful, holy and evil coexist.

The black dragon's eyes that are circling above the sky are constantly flashing thinking colors, which are extremely intelligent and humanized. I don't know what this black dragon is thinking about...

"Chang Nangong Wanxiu is mad, I will kill you!"

After everyone came back to their senses, a sense of shame flooded into their hearts.

A total of 70 or 80 powerful teams of land gods were stunned by a Yuandan martial artist who had not reached the level of land gods. It would be shameful to say it.

Thinking about it like this, a Holy Son of Demon Sect couldn't help it, he turned into a splendid streamer and lifted into the sky, and a cold spear carried endless might towards Nangong Changwan and killed him.

"It's him, the Holy Son Qianjue shot, and he also carries a soul-snatching gun."

"Great, this person is dead."

Looking at such a picture, some people in the magic way and the magic door couldn't help shouting excitedly.

Because the person who just shot, is one of the two holy sons sent by the Demon Sect this time, Qianjue Saint Son, a super genius with a hot temper but an exceptionally strong cultivation talent and an exceptionally deep background.

At this moment, not only the people in the magic way, but even the vast majority of people in the southern region are only attracted by the battle that is about to unfold above the sky.

They believed that with the powerful combat power of the Thousand Jue Son and the terrifying attributes of the Soul Reaper gun as a mid-grade weapon, this mighty halberd warlord would definitely fall with hatred and sink his halberd into the sand.

"Saint Son of Demon Sect?"

"Haha, it's good to come, today I will use the blood of the devil's holy son to sacrifice the dragon in the hand of the general's hand to lift the halberd!"

Above the sky, Nangong Chang Wan laughed, took out the painted dragon Qingtian halberd directly from nothingness, and killed the flying Qianjue head-on.

"drink!"

His eyes narrowed, and Nangong Changwan shouted violently with the painted dragon holding the sky halberd.

The monstrous demonic energy spewed out of the body, dissociated inside and outside the body, and directly pushed Nangong Changwan's humanoid combat power to the peak in one fell swoop.

Without any lengthy moves, return to the basics, simplify the avenues, and directly break through all methods.

Nangong Chengwan, who was in the peak state of the human form, met the Qianjue Son in the peak state, and wanted to kill the opponent in one fell swoop, so as to gain fame and fortune.

"boom!"

The sound of the collision of huge spears and halberds resounded through the sky, and the crisp sound of broken weapons came.

However, it is not Nangong Changwan's painted dragon and halberd, but the soul-snatching spear of his Demon Sect.

Under the terrifying power that Nangong Changwan suddenly burst out, a huge white light wave swept all around.

And in the light wave, even the power in the corner is enough to easily tear a Qi refining martial artist, let alone the center of the battlefield.

Everyone looked at the sky in horror, eager to know how the battle was progressing.

"It's over, it's over, it's over."

A voice came, and everyone followed the sound, only to find that it was the second saint sent by the Demon Sect, Ming Xuan, who spoke.

On the face, there is still a dull color that has not dissipated, which is incredible.

"This... Saint Son Mingxuan, probably not."

"You must know that the strength of the Thousand Jue Saint Son is enough to match you, and the strength is even stronger than the old man. It should not be such a fiasco."

At this time, one of the elders of the Zifu (Supreme Grandmaster) realm in the Demon Sect said that his words were full of surprise.

However, upon hearing these words, Saint Son Mingxuan showed a miserable smile: "Hahaha, Qianjue is my old enemy, and the two of us are evenly matched and compete together."

"As his opponent, and he has been a senior brother for 50 years, how could this sect not know what kind of strength he has?"

"Failed, defeated, my nemesis, Thousand Jue, was defeated in the hands of a martial artist whose cultivation base is only Yuandan."

"It's a miracle that hasn't happened in the Southern Regions for thousands of years. It's humiliating the reputation of my Demon Sect. It's a big joke!"

Saint Son Mingxuan kept laughing and muttering to himself, but the meaning revealed in those words made everyone feel uneasy...