Nanzhou, outside the city of Qianling. The oppressive atmosphere of the pre-life war permeated the Praetorian Guard. Jiu Gongzi walked around casually, looking at the confusion in the eyes of the soldiers, Jiu Gongzi said: "In the next battle, life and death are uncertain, I dare not guarantee that all the soldiers can come back alive, but I can guarantee that as long as there is still a soldier fighting, I will never withdraw from the battlefield." You have also seen eight cities, nearly 800,000 living beings, so miserable, people and gods are angry, and all this is the work of this army in front of us that exterminated humanity, let such an army remain in the world, I don't know how many people will die at their hands, their evil history will be remembered, and our exploits in eradicating this army will also be remembered in the annals of history! To fight or not to fight, you can decide for yourself, if you do not want to follow the soldiers who kill the enemy, I will not force it, and if you are willing to fight with me, I will thank him on behalf of all the people, on behalf of the 800,000 living beings!" There was silence, between the righteousness of the world and life and death, how could it be so easy to make a decision, and all the soldiers of the Praetorian Guard lowered their heads one after another.

The spies of the Praetorian Guard can find the Black Disciple Army, and the Black Disciple Army naturally also noticed the army of the Nine Princes, the five Black Disciples lurking outside the Janissaline Army, seeing that the Janissaries were silent, and heard that the Nine Princes called themselves me, they were overjoyed, if they could kill the emperor of Central Continent in one fell swoop, they would enjoy endless glory and wealth for several lifetimes.

The five outlaw soldiers rushed out, the speed was so fast, they came out in an instant, and the strength was so great that the sound of the wind breaking could be heard.

Jiu Gongzi felt that the murderous aura was approaching, the sword aura suddenly grew, turned around and sneered, only to see thousands of Praetorian Guards around him swords buzzing, the black army was only one step away from the nine princes, with a hideous smile on his face, but the contempt in his eyes instantly turned into a face full of horror, the five black disciples felt as if they were stuck in the swamp, being deeply sucked, only one step away, but it was always difficult to move forward at all, the dark skin slowly cracked, as if it had been carved by countless carving knives, on the hideous black face, there were also slight sword marks, the black robe moved, the nine princes instantly passed through the five people, the five people left a trace of horror in their eyes, they fell to the ground, and a gust of wind blew, The robes on the five people seemed to have been cut into thousands of strands, and a jar of black and red blood slowly leached out of the corpse.

Jiu Gongzi stepped over the corpse without care, at this time, Shi Xiong was carrying a double sword, wearing a military uniform of the Zhennan battalion was particularly conspicuous, knelt on one knee, and said in a loud voice: "Who is the last general willing to chase His Majesty, go into battle to kill the enemy!" Jiu Gongzi turned around and looked at Shi Xiong with a smile, personally helped him up, and said: "Okay! As long as you can come back alive, I will make you the former lieutenant of the Imperial Colonel, and you will be left with me! If you die in battle, your merits will go down in history, and the heirs of the family will raise you to become talented and rank among the ministers!" Shi Xiong smiled: "Your Majesty!" Then a few more people stepped forward and were willing to follow the nine princes to fight, and then the more they turned out, the voices were heavy one after another.

Jiu Gongzi shouted three times loudly, and shouted: "Bring the wine! I want to toast all the soldiers for the people of the world!" Su Gonggong ordered someone to carry a jar of good wine, poured a bowl and drank it all, and said: "Drunk and kill thieves, blood respects the soul, life and death battle, eternal merit!" A jar of wine entered the belly of the strong man, and thousands of fighting intentions came out.

The ninth prince let people kill horses and drink, eat with full morale and lift double swords, drink three bowls of wine and go to the battlefield, wearing cold clothes and iron armor to show their arrogance.

Seven or eight Chinese update the fastest ~ computer: / Break the cauldron and sink the boat, kill the horse and cut off the grain, 60,000 tiger and wolf janissaries, millions of might, each other in front, killing arrays, the two armies face each other.

The army has always fled from the wind, but now the army in front of them is competing with each other, waiting for the disciples of Yuequan to take the lead, but when the soldiers saw the villains one by one, they roared and shouted angrily, and rushed towards the black army.

The ninth prince smashed the sword box with one palm, and the sword was held in his hand, and a worldless sword qi rushed out. Chu Qing and Jiu Wei were worried about the state of the Nine Princes, and hurriedly followed, just as the Nine Princes themselves promised, the golden armor took the lead in rushing into the Black Disciple Army, the Dark Disciples thought that the invulnerable copper skin and iron bones of the sword were invulnerable, in front of the Gang Sword, but they were vulnerable, the sword pierced their throats, and when they died, there was still a trace of a hideous smile at the corner of their mouths, the golden armor was like a light in the night, and they pounced on the Nine Sons like moths.

And the soldiers of the Praetorian Guard, regardless of life and death, regardless of poisoning, the sword was difficult to assassinate, held the throat, and finally died together.

Or snatch the Mo knife in the hands of the Gang Army, and stab the Gang Army in a suicidal manner, and the knives of both sides pierce into the hearts of both sides and fall together.

The Gang army went all the way down to the eight cities, and those soldiers, those ordinary people, were not cowering and frightened when they saw them, and they didn't even have the courage to resist.

And these people in front of them, like the ghost soldiers who came out of hell to arrest them back, are not afraid of death at all, and the notorious black army finally had a time when they were frightened, and the blood violently inspired the blood of the Janissaries, and the blood wiped out the humanity of the black army, tragic and bloodthirsty, screaming and roaring, waiting for the disciples of Yuequan to watch the soldiers die tragically one by one, and the mecha box was stained with black and red blood.

Relying on the great power of the mecha technique, Light Feather Wei nailed his sword to the bodies of those black soldiers. Relying on the sharpness of the Mo knife, the Gang Army cut off the mecha and pierced the abdomen, and the light feather guards did not let the women shave their eyebrows, and the heroism of the woman appeared on the battlefield for the first time!

In Zhongzhou City, twelve warrior monks at Quliang Wharf were armed with black iron sticks, and twenty-four Tianshan disciples wearing Taoist robes surrounded a person who was embarrassed, with unkempt hair and ragged clothes, and a Tianshan disciple said: "Little uncle, put down your sword and go back with us! Don't kill innocents indiscriminately! Master, they are very worried about you, as long as you are willing to go back with us, Master, Uncle and they will definitely be able to cure the demonic obstacles on your body!" The unkempt man laughed wickedly and said, "If you want to arrest me back, it's up to you, wishful thinking!" With a sword split, the Tianshan disciples were caught off guard and were seriously injured, and the Tianshan disciples immediately shouted: "Array!" sneered, and said: "Dare to set up a formation in front of me, be ashamed!" The sword is like a silver arc, flashing past, hitting the eye of the formation, a blow is crushed, the formation is not formed, it is broken by a sword, twelve warrior monks, the iron rod is swept, the silver sword rung, a palm of evil spirit, shock flying one person, Tianshan disciples hurriedly help, these people cooperate with each other tacit understanding, the sword and stick come out, stick to the silver sword, forced to the dock, a mouthful of blood spurted out, in an instant the world is filthy, the breath is burning, eight or nine black mist stacked shadows, scattered out, one blow killed, several Tianshan disciples and several warrior monks killed in the end, a trace of hideous banter, black mist suppressed the throats of several people, struggled for a moment, and broke their breath。