.What is it that can scare a Jinying Martial Master who has been through many battles into such a dazed and stupid appearance?

Hu Bao and others were all cold in their hearts, and they had an extremely strong premonition without reason, just like a big event, a big event that would shock everyone!

Under the eyes of everyone, everyone could see that this Jinying Martial Master was filled with fear and shock. He was like crazy, and he exploded at the fastest speed, and flew back frantically!

A well-informed Jinying Wu Zun was in a panic, panic, howling like an illusion. This scene happened on this desolate rainy night, which seemed particularly strange and made people feel cold in their hearts.

He spit out a mouthful of blood and stumbled down from mid-air, murmured in shock: "So many... so many!"

While trembling, my mind was taken away by fear! This scene seemed particularly strange.

"What a lot?" Hu Bao jumped forward in a hurry!

“So many…”

The tip of the blue sword was pierced from the mouth of the Jinying Martial Master. It retracted like lightning. The martial master fell silently, and the man in blue under the green umbrella slowly drew his sword and swung it!

Hu Bao and countless others suddenly shrank their pupils, looking at the deep night behind. What happened behind? What did this Jinying Martial Master see?

Very strange!

Di Mian suddenly remembered what Wang Ce said before, "The second half of the night is the most solemn stage of the War Spirit Legion, which will bring an unprecedented and most luxurious performance to Jiuzhou..."!

He smiled and said softly: "What should be come, we will always come!"

No one expected, no one would guess that Wang Ce’s true trump card would be this. He never thought about it, Ji Qianbai had never thought about it, but I was afraid that no one would think about it, even if the Nine Continents were so big.

Di Mian's trance was a very omission in the battle. Although it could not kill him, King Bu Tian passed through it coldly and as if he was a ghost.

A whistling sword energy was like a whip, and it was pulled and sucked in the air. Bu Tianwang swung his hand and his sword intersected in an instant, but it was about to part with one touch.

King Bu Tian was also very curious about what he saw as the martial master who was so deified!

He rubbed his body and shook it, and took the lead and threw the emperor's hun at half of it, and quickly penetrated into the darkness. With the sense of each breath, he tried his best to distinguish Wang Ce's breath. However, although his cultivation level was high, he might not be able to find someone for a while.

However, at this moment, King Bu Tian saw a smiling Wang Ce walking out leisurely and leisurely from a corner of the intersection.

Liu Wuxia is a stuttering look as if she was shocked by some experience and has not yet come back to her senses.

What is it? Bu Tianwang's eyebrows pounded. When he saw it, his fair face turned red in an instant, as if a stream of energy was spreading from the soles of his feet and striking his mind.

He had always been elegant, and he used all his strength to finally squeeze out a shocking sing from his throat: "So many... so many!"

His words were exactly the same as the previous martial master!

The half-emperor Hun, who had not seen before, suddenly chased him up, as if he was hitting the iron wall of the copper wall, and suddenly braked. The hand that had always been stable actually trembled.

The half-imperial concubine Hun looked at him tightly, her eyes filled with shock and horror.

Really, so many!

The night is like a deep, bottomless hole, like an endless giant beast!

The strange scene made everyone's eyes look at the dark night, trying to penetrate the sunken rainy night with their eyes and see what's behind the darkness.

What is it? What will it be?

Hu Bao's feeling of anxiety was almost strong and almost rushed out of his throat. He looked at the dark night hard. What was it? Could it be Wang Ce's trump card? Could it be something unexpected?

If you make a choice between accident and Wang Ce, Hu Bao will definitely choose accident, and no one wants to face an opponent like Wang Ce.

Hu Bao had an extremely strong intuition: "I must have done something wrong, I must have missed something!"

He actually made many mistakes, and the most important one is that he should have attached great importance to Liu Wuxia ten times. Once Liu Wuxia is in hand, Wang Ce has a lot of things, so he will definitely not be able to use them.

No one cares about Beice Prefecture, and no one believes that Beice Prefecture has a future. Not to mention outsiders, even their own family thinks so.

When Di Mian saw the War Spirit Legion for the first time, he understood that Beice Prefecture would definitely become an emerging force that could influence Beizhou. This is something that Dalu would not tolerate and would not sit idly by. No one hoped that there would be a force like a wolf or a tiger around him.

Therefore, if Liu Wuxia is in Hu Bao's hands and uses the Battle Spirit Legion, it will be like he will move his whole body, and the little girl will probably die!

Hu Bao didn't know for the time being, but he would know soon. His thoughts were boiling, and without thinking any more, he ordered sternly: "Tell Mo Beiying that the Hedong Army will attack, pacify Beice Prefecture, and try to capture important members of Beice Prefecture as much as possible!"

With one order, the Hedong Army prepares for attack!

The king of black-clothed guns looked at the dark night silently, and he saw the tools.

Wang Ce walked out of the darkness that was so thick that it could not be melted, and he could not see the night without fingers. However, the night could not stop Wu Ye from the Wu Ye Sect.

The so-called "staying night" means that the king of black-clothed guns sat cross-legged. He saw Wang Cesen step out of the night. Then, his chin almost dropped, but his chin did not fall, but the gun that could not let go fell from his hand fell onto his knee.

The king of black-clothed guns forgot to breathe and forget everything. He looked at this scene tightly, stood up involuntarily, and roared forever: "That... what is it!"

He saw it, and Yuheng also saw it, and was stunned and suffocated, fell into the huge waves in his heart, and even panic without reason!

An inexplicable cold air spread throughout the body from the soles of the feet, as if it was frozen. Even the twisting of the neck made a crunching sound, and the sound of the spit was extremely shocking: "It's really a lot, so many!"

This place was not far from Hu Bao and others, and Wang Ce's speed was not fast or slow. The shocking chant of the Gun King and the passionate and reverent roar penetrated into everyone's ears, which made people feel a sense of chill.

What can shock so many people and so many super experts?

Could it be the God of Martial Arts?

The night is like a magnet, quickly absorbing all eyes. In a peaceful rainy night, besides the sound of rain, there are only rapid, tense and depressing breathing sounds.

The dark night is peaceful and abnormal, and it exudes a strange feeling that suppresses the soul.

An inexplicable monster devoured the entire Sin City.

A unique aura, like dark clouds covered in the sky, approached slowly in the senses of many masters. Without having time to tell what aura it was, Wang Ce Shen faintly emerged from the night!

It was like walking out of a black mist, and an inexplicable momentum made people feel suffocated.

The angle of Babulong and Luohuā Kaiyin was the first to see. The face suddenly became stiff, and endless shock appeared in their eyes, and their voices trembled: "So many... so many..."

Boom!

King Bu Tian turned into a light and shadow, and a muffled groan, sprinkled a trace of blood, and was knocked back from a distance like lightning. He fell to the ground in a mess, and stood firm!

"What is it!" Hu Bao, Emperor Pei Wu and others all snatched in front of them and asked the first question!

King Bu Tian didn't look back and looked straight ahead. The sound he spit out seemed to be swallowed up by a huge wave, and he was weak and powerless: "War Spirit!"

"Many, many... war concubines!"

Many, many... war spirits?

Hu Bao, Emperor Pei Wu, etc., and even Tai Xu and Dai Shuang of Beice Prefecture, all looked very mihuo! What does this mean?

Yes, many war spirits!

Wang Ce appeared first, then the little girl and half-emperor hun. After that, there was a spirit of silence, two spirits of war, ten, one hundred, and then, maybe one thousand!

War spirits, many war spirits.

No one has ever seen so many war spirits at once, nor has anyone seen so many fully armed war spirits, nor has anyone seen so many uniform war spirits like an army!

It would be great if the war spirit could form an army like a ghost spirit. Counting up, countless people have made such a vision.

However, when Zhen Zhenran saw the war spirit standing like an army and appearing in front of her, everyone seemed to be frozen and seemed to have become an ice sculpture.

No one has ever had more than nine battle spirits! This is the iron law.

The iron law suddenly shattered, as if the whole worldview was destroyed and fell into absolute chaos, like a headless fly.

The Zhan Ling Army was like a black hole, swallowing all the breaths, sounds, and heartbeats of Sin City.

The Hedong Army was entering the city, and Wang Ce raised his eyebrows and whistled: "Gao Shun, Gan Ning, attack!"

Boom! The battle spirits behind him quickly gathered together and were divided into the camp and Jinfan thieves. Gao Shun and Gan Ning each commanded the army and silently rushed towards the Hedong army entering the city!

Wang Ce let out a roar, shocking the Sin City and awakening all the shocked people.

Hu Bao's dull eyes shook, and turned into a cold and cold mood, mixed with horror: "Wang Ce, it turns out that the battle spirit army that is raging in the ghost world is yours!"

Hu Bao's eyes looked at the camp and the Jinfan thief, and sent a series of self-inspiring sneers: "No wonder there is Beice Prefecture. It turns out that you have the Spirit Army of War. But Wang Ce, do you think you can succeed? Can you save your Beice Prefecture?"

Wang Ce's smile hides an incomparable danger: "Hu Bao, you are scared."

"I..." Hu Bao's heart skipped a beat. It was him. He was scared. He said so much, but it was just self-inspiration. He suddenly sneered and his eyes were cold: "Do you think that if there is a War Spirit Army, you can spend tonight?"

"Your War Spirit Army is too few."

Hu Bao is worthy of being a spy. When others were still shocked, he was shocked. Countless people woke up from the shock. When they heard this, they felt relieved.

"There are too few Zhan Ling Army?" Wang Ce couldn't help laughing suddenly, shaking his shoulders, laughing so hard that he leaned back and forth, and his laughter became louder and louder. Who said that he only has this little Zhan Ling Army?

"Zhang Liao, Le Jin, follow the order!"

The night was throbbing, and the faint breath was overwhelming like a dark cloud. The imperial crown soared into the sky and shone from the sky, and couldn't help but feel a suffocating power!
Chapter completed!