Chen Yan was stunned when he heard the female marshal call the chatty man by his name. This name really matched his personality.
Feng Zhuijian's expression changed continuously.
The female marshal was famous, and of course he knew that she was also the biggest obstacle to Dragon Soul's ascension to the top. He would not deal with her once or twice.
I didn't expect that the female marshal would come so quickly.
The most incredible thing is——
The four war kings under the female marshal are codenamed Qinglong, Baili, Zhuque, and Xuanwu. Each of them has a murderous reputation, but now there are four more great masters. Isn't it too outrageous?
Almost everyone in Dragon Soul is practicing.
Can be called a practitioner.
However, don’t think that practitioners are necessarily better than martial artists.
No.
When a warrior reaches the Grand Master level, his combat power is equivalent to that of a monk at the peak of body quenching and refining, and he even has a stronger sense of combat. The journey from quenching body refining to gathering souls and condensing pulses is a huge watershed. Countless practitioners will eventually
His body is already in the body refining realm.
This is why Feng Zhuijian's expression changed drastically.
Including Chen Yan, there are ten masters above Grand Master.
Even if they have a large number of people, it will be difficult for them to forcefully leave a statement, and the price is something they cannot pay.
But at this moment.
Someone else came.
"Hahaha, Marshal An, I really didn't expect you to dare to come to Xiangang!"
"Now that you're here, don't go back! I'll take care of your Northern Army for you from now on!"
The person who came was wearing a moon-white robe, very retro. He looked to be about forty years old, with long hair reaching his waist, and a height of 1.8 meters. He looked elegant, but his eyes and tone were extremely crazy.
As soon as this person appeared, Feng Zhuijian was immediately shocked.
He said respectfully: "Greetings to Prime Minister Zuo!"
Chen Yan was stunned.
This person from Dragon Soul is too average. He is dressed in retro clothes and is called Prime Minister Zuo. Are you still dreaming about one day wearing a dragon robe and having hundreds of officials go to court?
Prime Minister Zuo said: "No need to be too polite! You have done a good job. This time you can not only keep the Demon King, but also Marshal An and the Four Great War Kings. I will mark your great contribution."
Feng Zhuijian looked at Chen Yan and the others, and smiled bitterly: "Prime Minister Zuo, these nine great masters and above, and even martial saints, our people seem...can't beat them!"
An Xiaoyue said without any politeness: "Zuo Wugui, I didn't expect you to show up here. You want to keep me, and I also want to keep you. How about doing this in front of so many people today?"
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Prime Minister Zuo laughed loudly: "Why not?"
His laughter still echoed in the air, and his aura suddenly changed and climbed steadily.
The moment was like waves surging into the sky and dark clouds pressing over the sky.
The whistling energy and blood in his body really made a sound like a tidal wave. Even ordinary people could hear his heartbeat vibrating like a bronze drum, and everyone within 20 meters around him was forced to fly back.
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Feng Zhuijian also took several steps back.
He hurriedly shouted: "Back off, back off, make room for Prime Minister Zuo."
Soon, with Prime Minister Zuo and An Xiaoyue as the center, a blank space of a hundred meters in diameter was left.
Even Chen Yan and others retreated to the edge.
"Marshal An, please!"
Prime Minister Zuo cupped his hands and said.
An Xiaoyue exhaled a breath of turbid air, her eyes condensed, and her whole temperament became extremely sharp, as if a sharp sword was unsheathed, and a sword really appeared behind her.
This is the evil spirit condensed sword.
It is normal for a female marshal to kill countless enemies on the battlefield and possess extremely strong evil spirits. But what surprised Chen Yan was that the female marshal could not only condense evil spirits into a sword, but this sword could also be used as a real thing.
"kill!"
The female marshal roared low and rushed forward with the evil sword in hand.