"For a small Nanchi Kingdom, if the war minister has such a level of cultivation, the West is really willing to invest in you!" Ling Hao said coldly.
After finishing speaking, he twisted his eyes, took two steps, and slashed out with two blood-red rays of the Blood Shadow Mad Saber.
Although the cultivation level of the mid-stage War Emperor was very good, he was still too weak in front of Ling Hao.
With one slash, the void trembled!
Tsk! Tsk!
Without any suspense, the two sword lights disappeared from the hearts of the two people without any hindrance, and passed through each other.
The next moment, the scene immediately returned to calm, and the coercive momentum in the void instantly dissipated invisible.
The Blood Shadow Crazy Sword was sheathed, and Ling Hao stood with his hands behind his back.
"So strong..." The second elder of Nanchi Kingdom spoke with difficulty.
Immediately afterwards, a blood line extended from the left shoulder to the right waist, and the upper half of the body slipped down, and the blood and flesh were blurred.
The other third elder was also cut into two parts, and the upper and lower parts of his body were paralyzed at the same time.
Two powerful warriors in the middle stage of the War Emperor were killed with one sword.
At this point, the three elders of the Nanchi War Department died!
"Second Elder, Third Elder!" Wu Yu, who was paralyzed on the ground, shouted in pain, with a look of despair on his face.
He never thought that Ling Shuai of Daxia Kingdom would have such incredible skills. I am afraid that Nanchi Kingdom will really be in big trouble this time!
The other party said that he would set Nanchi Country back twenty years. At first he scoffed, but now it seems that he is definitely not alarmist!
Deep regret arose in his heart at the same time.
As the saying goes, the human heart is not enough for a snake to swallow an elephant!
The Nanchi Kingdom has indeed grown a bit in recent years. It thinks that by having good relations with the West, it will be qualified to challenge Daxia. It is really too naive!
The Great Xia Kingdom has been passed down from top to bottom for thousands of years. During this period, except for a few special time periods, all nations came to visit for several dynasties and generations.
How can a small Nanchi Kingdom shake its foundation?
Jingle Bell!
At this moment, the cell phone on his body rang. He picked it up and saw that it was a call from his deputy general.
"Mr. Governor, the border is in danger..." the deputy general's weak voice came from the microphone.
"The blood shadow team of Daxia Kingdom... is too strong... the combat power of 200,000 blood shadow warriors is enough to crush our Nanchi Kingdom's 2 million troops..."
"We... are no match at all. As of now, our army has suffered losses of nearly 100,000..."
Having said this, he paused slightly before continuing to speak.
"Lord Governor... I humbly request the withdrawal of troops..."
"I...I'm worried that if this continues...in less than two hours, our army of 800,000 soldiers will probably be wiped out..."
"What?! How is that possible?" Wu Yu exclaimed.
In such a short period of time, nearly 100,000 yuan was lost?
Is the Blood Shadow Team really that strong?!
"This...this is still an optimistic estimate..." the deputy general continued: "The actual situation may be worse..."
call!
Wu Yu exhaled heavily and shouted loudly.
"Withdraw the troops, withdraw the troops immediately!"
"Yes!" The deputy general on the other end of the phone finally breathed a sigh of relief.
"Brother, the Nanchi Kingdom is withdrawing its troops, do you want to pursue them?" After a while, Qinglong and others came over with three to four hundred Blood Guards.
Of the three to four thousand elites left by the opponent, less than one-tenth escaped the scene alive!
