Chapter 307: An Army Who Has Beated Like Chicken Blood

Mo Lin brandished his gun and roared, and the soldiers behind him all charged forward with shouts.

Each of these soldiers is very powerful in combat, because they have been strengthened by the holy envoy's elixir, and they are the elite of the elite, which is why he is sure to capture Xixuan City.

As the ancient city of the Qingfeng Empire, Xixuan City has a long history and profound heritage. It can be said that the Xixuan Army has long been independent from the imperial army and formed its own system. Standing still in the tide of spirit beasts is enough to show its strength.

But Merlin is confident because he has confidence in the envoy. With the help of the envoy, his army has never failed.

The gate of Xixuan City was breached, and the Mo Lin army rushed into the city one after another.

The army of Xixuan City also fought hastily. It may be because the opponent's sneak attack was too unexpected. The Xixuan army was actually retreating steadily. This is the elite army of the Xixuan army.

The flashes of swords and swords, and the sound of shouting and killing, lingered in the entire ancient city.

The people in Xixuan City were terrified and hid in their respective houses. War is cruel, and war is the most ruthless. Facing war...they can only pray helplessly.

Three figures were suspended in the void, and the bloody aura in Xixuan City soared into the sky, and one after another screamed, they were pulled out of the corpse by an invisible suction force, and absorbed into the strong Shuramen on the sky. Within the jade talisman array in the hands of the victim.

The sound of hearty laughter resounded in the mouths of these three people.

Suddenly, from the depths of Xixuan City, there was a sound of shouting and killing.

The laughter of the strong men from the Asura Gate stopped immediately, and Mo Lin brandished his blood-spattered spear and looked directly at the shouts of killing that sounded from the city, and soldiers from Xixuan City came out from the depths one after another.

Zhu Yue, Kong Xuan...these are all high-level officials in Xixuan City.

Mo Lin's face turned serious. He knew that the real tough battle had just begun.

But...their momentum of the Xixuan army is too strong, right?

Mo Lin felt very strange in his heart, because the aura of each of the soldiers rushing from the city was extremely strong, as if they were about to gush out blood, which was very strange.

This is the third army of Xixuan. Logically speaking, it should be the weakest army in the Xixuan army, right?

Zhu Yue rides on horseback,

His face was flushed red, as if there was a raging flame surging in his body.

After eating a bowl of spirit beast meat in Yipin Good Fortune Pot, Zhu Yue felt that the true energy in his body was surging, as if he had inexhaustible strength.

"Kill! Kill these beasts!!"

With a roar, Zhu Yue led the soldiers and charged into the crowd. He swung his long sword and cut one person with one strike.

Mo Lin roared angrily, and fought with Zhu Yue.

Kong Xuan's aura is very strong, as a seventh-rank battle saint, he is the guarantee of Xixuan City.

But this time, he was stopped by a figure.

It was a strong man in black robe holding five floating jade talismans in one hand. This strong man was undoubtedly a seventh-rank war saint, able to levitate in the void, and it brought him a very terrifying sense of danger.

"Offend me in Xixuan City! Kill without pardon!"

But Kong Xuan was not afraid, he made a clang all over his body, as if his true energy gushed out, and charged towards the black-robed man.

In an instant, the gate of the city turned into Shura Hell, a terrifying battlefield for fighting.

Mo Lin and Zhu Yue fought together, but the more he fought, the more shocked he became, because...he found that Zhu Yue seemed to be a little different from before!

Become more ruthless, stronger, and more powerful? !

How is this possible... It's only been a while, Zhu Yue couldn't put such a huge pressure on him before!

Mo Lin narrowed his eyes and turned his head to look around, but he was shocked to find that his army seemed... to have been crushed.

"This...how is this possible?!"

Merlin roared angrily.

Surrounding them, the soldiers of the third army were brave and fearless, and the Mo Lin army was retreating steadily. They were like a torrent of steel rushing in, blasting and killing everything.

"Is this third army fake? Wasn't it that weak before?!"

Mo Lin was very unwilling. He was extremely puzzled to see his team retreating steadily, and seeing the third army who had been battered like chicken blood!

"Haha! Have fun!" Zhu Yue laughed loudly.

Of course he knew why the third army was so brave like beating chicken blood, because they just ate a delicacy they had never eaten before, and that product of fortune pot really brought them infinite fortune .

Many people have made breakthroughs, their cultivation base has been improved, and the quality of the entire third army has been greatly improved.

In this case, the momentum of the third army is at the best time, and the combat power is also the strongest. Even if you meet the first army of Xixuan, you can fuck it. Are you afraid of a group of invaders who are fighting away?

Fuck you!

above the sky.

The remaining two Shuramen powerhouses squinted their eyes, and they were also a little surprised. They didn't expect the Mo Lin army to be suppressed so miserably.

"Go ahead, Xixuan City must be captured, this is the condition that the High Priest agreed to King Yu."

A hoarse voice sounded faintly, and then the figure holding the broken jade talisman with one hand galloped out, took a few steps, and stood in the air.

The black robe on his body fluttered in the strong wind, standing proudly above the Xixuan Third Army, the corner of his mouth grinned, revealing a cruel smile.

"So many spirits...it really makes people feel blood boil!"

The man in the black robe screamed immediately, and then out of the black robe, there were a lot of densely packed jet-black birds that looked like sparrows.

The little birds fluttered their wings, densely packed one by one, as if they had turned into a dark cloud, covering the sky and covering the sun, and headed towards the Xixuan Third Army below.

"My poisonous sparrow babies, taste this delicious flesh and blood to your heart's content!"

This strong man in black robe held the jade talisman in one hand, with a happy expression on his face, full of smiles.

The densely packed poisonous sparrows, fluttering their wings, pierced through the void like sharp swords, and every time they hit, they would pierce the chest of a figure.

The Xixuan Third Army suffered heavy casualties at this moment!

"Damn it! Is this a battle saint's attack?!" Zhu Yue shrank his eyes, and immediately looked at the densely packed poisonous sparrows that were neighing sharply.

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Ni Yan ate another bowl of Yipin Good Fortune Pot, and licked her lips with her small tongue, making her delicate lips more tender and tender.

"It's delicious! Boss Bu really didn't lie to me, it's not bad!"

"Master! There is a killing outside... Aren't we going to help?" Tang Yin said anxiously.

The shouts of killing outside, as well as the terrifying qi fluctuations gave him a bad premonition, how many people would die in this battle, and how many spirits would the Shuramen have to collect?

"Understood...the third Xixuan army just ate the first-grade fortune pot from Boss Bu, and now it is in full swing. It has no problem dealing with the first Xixuan army. What are you in a hurry for?"

Ni Yan put down the bowl, clapped her hands, and looked at Boss Bu.

"Boss Bu, do you want to go over and take a look?"

"Not interested." Bu Fang shook his head. He wasn't very interested in war, so he might as well stay and drink a few more bowls of Yipin Good Fortune Pot.

Ni Yan gave him a white look, and she knew that Boss Yibu's indifferent temperament must not be interested in joining it.

So she didn't talk nonsense, and took Tang Yin to kill towards the fighting position.

Bu Fang watched her leaving back, while he leisurely poured a bowl of Good Fortune Pot and continued to eat.

Such a delicious dish should not be wasted.

In a short while, there was a terrible fight in the sky. It was the eighth-rank war god's true qi fluctuations bursting out, and every bombardment was like a violent explosion.

Bu Fang is now in a very happy and relaxed mood, because he has completed the tasks of the system, so there is no pressure in his heart.

He finished eating a bowl of Fortune Pot beautifully. This was almost the last meal he ate in this military camp, because now that the mission was completed, the system should arrange for him to return.

Almost half a month of practice has given him a much deeper understanding of cooking skills.

"Come over and eat together."

Bu Fang turned his head to look at the Huo Tou soldiers standing cautiously on the side, and immediately waved to them, saying.

The fire-headed soldiers were all stunned for a moment, and then they all showed excited expressions. They had long wanted to taste this delicacy, and the smell of meat in the air made them swallow their saliva.

There are actually not many left in the nine first-grade pots of fortune, and it is basically sued to be so divided by the fire-headed army.

Boom! !

Suddenly, there was a crackling sound, and several figures fell in from the outside.

Tang Yin's face was pale, and his anger was like gossamer. Blood sprayed out from his body, and hideous blood holes appeared one after another.

There was a chirping of birds.

Bu Fang looked into the distance, where a group of poisonous sparrows was floating around a man in black robe.

The man in black was actually holding a familiar jade talisman in Fang Bu's hand.

"En? This jade talisman seems familiar..." Bu Fang murmured, and then he suddenly realized that the jade talisman was the jade talisman that erupted with the Supreme Sword Intent earlier, blasting Xiaobai to the ground.

Didn't the jade talisman formation escape? Why did you run back again? Are you going to come back to find a place?

The man in black had a look of indifference and sarcasm on his face.

"The garbage in Tianji Pavilion is really weak, my dears...the garbage belongs to you, enjoy this delicious flesh and blood to your heart's content."

The man in black stroked the head of a pitch-black sparrow, and said softly, and with a slap, the group of poisonous sparrows rushed towards them like black clouds.

Tang Yin's complexion instantly turned pale.

The densely packed poisonous sparrows, each with a fierce red light bursting out from their eyes, galloped towards them with killing intent.

Bu Fang frowned. Standing behind Tang Yin, he also felt the terrifying ferocity emanating from the group of poisonous sparrows.

Tang Yin was an acquaintance with him, it was impossible for Bu Fang to let him die like this.

Besides... the other party is obviously coming back to find a place, so Bu Fang can't retreat.

Looking at the group of chirping bloody sparrows, Bu Fang's hand was suddenly filled with smoke, and a kitchen knife as black as ink appeared in his hand.

The kitchen knife was spinning in his hand, and Bu Fang stared at the group of densely packed poisonous sparrows.

In his eyes... these poisonous sparrows seemed to have turned into big radishes.