In fact, due to the arrival of reinforcements from the Miracle Legion, Wang Yetuo and Mu Jingliang of the Zhenqin Legion teamed up to kill the ninth-grade foreign race, and a truce was temporarily suspended on the northern battlefield.
At a glance, the battlefield was littered with corpses of alien races, scattered everywhere, like a bloody carpet stretching to the horizon, with no end in sight.
The pungent smell of blood is everywhere in the air.
Due to the truce, Bai Xiaolong and the others returned to the Shigui Tower safely, and at the same time, they carried the black mail they had captured alive.
In the Shigui Tower, Wang Yetuo and Mu Jingliang squatted on the ground, studying the black mail carefully.
They had already listened to Feng Jiajia's account of the capture, and knew that the black mail was transported to the jungle through teleportation.
The two generals can confirm that the black mail comes from the Holy Land of the Eight Tribes.
Both of them, a major general of the Miracle Legion and a major general of the Zhenqin Legion, could distinguish the leather jackets of the noble warriors in the Holy Land of the Eight Tribes.
Although it is severely fragmented, a lot of information can still be judged through some side details.
In the Yangxiang Clan, the sixth-grade warriors who can cast teleportation formations are phoenix-haired water chestnuts, definitely not ordinary ones.
Heiyou was lying on the ground, as if he were mourning his heir. He knew what Mu Jingliang looked like, and he also knew what Wang Yetuo looked like.
If he fell into the hands of these two ninth-grade men, he could die happily, which was already a gift from God.
He couldn't figure out why he was so unlucky.
As for who he is, there is no need to confess.
If you don't confess, you may be confused and you will be killed soon.
But once you confess, you will inevitably be tortured due to your status, and your suffering will be in vain.
Being captured by the Wuwen Clan, the possibility of survival is already zero.
"Who are you? What position do you hold in the Yangxiang clan? Who are your elders?"
Mu Jingliang frowned.
He still wanted to ask for more information.
"Old Mu, don't ask. The Yangxiang Clan's head is still there and has not been disfigured. I have asked the Zhenqin Army to compare it in the Yangxiang Clan's photo library.
"We have secretly collected 80% of the photos of the Yangxiang clan's masters, which can theoretically be compared."
Wang Yetuo smiled.
China’s intelligence department is not just a freeloader.
Wang Yetuo and the others also instigated many Yangxiang tribes to rebel, and some Yangxiang tribes were able to sneak into the Holy Land of the Eight Tribes.
It's almost impossible to let them do damage, but taking some photos secretly is not a big problem.
Therefore, some of the main powerful figures in the Holy Land of the Eight Tribes are actually recorded in the data of the human race.
"General, our intelligence department is so powerful."
Feng Jiajia asked curiously.
Since the black mail was the trophy of Bai Xiaolong and the others, Mu Jingliang and Wang Yetuo did not let the three of them avoid it during the interrogation.
Of course, after seeing the cultivation level of the three young people, the two ninth-grade men were filled with emotion.
This era of evildoers.
Su Yue has been surprising to many people. Now Bai Xiaolong and Meng Yang are both only one step away from the sixth level.
They may usher in an era.
The era of the Grandmaster of Wuhan University.
Perhaps in the near future, many young warriors will be able to break through to the sixth level before graduating from Wuhan University.
Thinking about it makes me excited.
In fact, with the progress of the scientific research institute and the elixir company in the past few years, coupled with the increasing area occupied by the human race in the wetland, the cultivation environment for young people in the future will already be particularly favorable.
What's more, various tactics are also being optimized from generation to generation.
The young generation of warriors are really very happy.
People on Earth are best at overall evolution.
"Alas, you are still young and have not experienced that dark age, when the Yangxiang tribe infiltrated into China and wreaked havoc every day, and the city was filled with blood.
"Our China has suffered too much from backwardness. If a country wants to be strong, it must step ahead of hostile forces in everything. There are many things that must be prepared for a rainy day and done early!"
Wang Yetuo smiled and nodded.
As seniors, this group of seniors will retire sooner or later.
Being able to watch a new generation of strong men rise is more exciting than winning a battle.
"Yes, even compared to four years ago, the wetland is much safer now."
Bai Xiaolong sighed sincerely.
Just a few short years ago, when he first entered the wet realm, there were alien races everywhere outside the city walls. Low-level warriors like them only dared to shovel moss on the city walls.
At that time, warriors were dying every day.
But in just a few years, as China's equipment has become more and more mature and good news has been reported on various battlefields, the China Army has also ensured the safety of a lot of soil.
After occupying the jungle, it means more elixirs and better equipment.
China is a country that is good at growing vegetables, and its experimental medicinal fields are also doing research.
Under a virtuous cycle, the strength of warriors will also increase.
Nowadays, martial arts students, even in their freshman year, can leave the Shigui Tower to collect herbs reluctantly. Under this kind of spiritual pressure, the martial artist will break through very quickly.
There are even some high school potential classes that have asked high school students to shovel moss at the Wet Ghost Tower.
This is progress.
For a country to be strong, it is far from enough to rely on one Su Yue or these geniuses.
As long as all warriors become stronger, the country will be invincible and peace will last forever.
"Here we are... found out!"
The old and young warriors had just chatted for a while, and the comparison data of the Zhenqin Legion had arrived.
[95% overlap, Yangxiang Clan, General of Mengtiancheng District, Black Mail!]
Wang Yetuo told them the comparison data.
Although the Yangxiang clan is ugly in appearance, they are as ugly as any other and stand alone.
As long as there is a 70% coincidence, the identity can be confirmed.
"General District? What kind of official is this? Is he big?"
"In the Yangxiang Clan, aren't all sixth-grade camp generals?"
Feng Jiajia asked curiously.
At the same time, I am also curious whether this guy is worth anything.
Bai Xiaolong and Meng Yang also looked eager.
Gods and Buddhas bless me. I hope this guy is a treasure. Whether he can reach the sixth grade before graduation depends on this.
"Actually, he is closely related to the war in Qixia City, but now he is a waste and useless!"
Wang Yetuo smiled.
The three little guys also clicked on their backs.
If the war in Qixia City had not started, it would still make some sense for them to capture a district general from Mengtian City. Even if Blackmail had retired, he knew a lot of intelligence stations after all.
But now the war in Qixia City is coming to an end. Jin Guoqian has successfully stolen the Spring Fire back, and the Research Institute's disaster relief cauldron has been more than half successful.
It's really useless to catch the black mail now.
"Ah...it turns out I caught a piece of trash.
"Trash, you have to accept your fate."
Feng Jiajia was so angry that her liver ached.
It took a long time to finally capture a Holy Land level six alive, but it turned out to be a waste.
cry.
You still cry.
You are a loser, why do you have the right to cry?
Feng Jiajia's eyes became wet again when she saw Heiyou, and she became even more angry.
Black mail is a real injustice.
I was plotted by your Wuwen clan spies.
I was captured alive by the three of you.
You kill me and I accept my fate.
But why do you still call me a waste!
Am I really a waste?
I'm not a waste.
no.
You can offend the Grandmaster, but you really can't offend the fifth rank.
Woohoo!
Blackmail couldn't make a sound and could only refute weakly.
I'm not a waste.
Even if you kill me, I won’t admit it.
"slow!"
"Don't kill yet. Although the black mail has no meaning now, I can have people send it to the Western War Zone. After the Disaster Cauldron is successful, we can also kill a district general to offer sacrifices to heaven. It is a kind of ritual!
"You three don't know that the status of the generals in this area is actually quite high. They are all personally selected by Jue Dian, and they can scare the aliens even if they are killed.
"Besides, I want to win more military honors for the three of you. After all, it's not easy to capture a blackmailer alive."
Wang Yetuo quickly stopped him.
The military department distributes rewards based on merit and trophies.
A living body of Grade 6 can be worth at least three times, and if it is of extraordinary significance, it can even be worth ten times.
As expected, these young people still exposed their shortcomings of inexperience.
If it were that little fox Su Yue, he probably wouldn't be so impulsive, and that kid would definitely hit him hard.
What Wang Yetuo admired most about Su Yue was that the boy was cunning enough, a hundred times more cunning than Su Qingfeng's dumb head.
"well!"
Feng Jiajia nodded quickly.
Meng Yang smiled like a fool.
Bai Xiaolong also nodded, these generals are really interesting.
Subsequently, Wang Yetuo arranged for a seventh-level agent to immediately transport the black mail to the Western Theater.
It can be reached quickly by driving from the Earth. After all, the Zhenqin Army has its own roads, with tunnels and bridges all the way. Some roads are purely straight lines. Sometimes the car is too fast and will take off accidentally.
The earth's atmosphere has been destroyed by aliens before. Although there are some fluctuations in blood, the flow of air is extremely unstable, so airplanes are not as fast as cars, and are even extremely dangerous.
"Lao Wang, do you think Lao Yan can handle it?"
After dealing with the black mail, several people focused on the light curtain in Qixia City.
Although Nie Haijun looks calm, Yan Chenyun's situation is not good.
Although the video was a bit blurry, they could still see clearly that half of Yan Chenyun's life had been taken away.
"It's not like you don't know Lao Yan's peerless fighting skills, but he's just a turtle shell. From my analysis, he can hold on for at least another half hour.
"In half an hour, if Nie Haijun succeeds, our country can abandon Qixia City.
"If we fail, we will inevitably withdraw our troops. There is a high probability that Yan Chenyun will not die, but a serious injury is unavoidable. We are all veterans who have been killing for half our lives. What are we talking about? Today you die, tomorrow I die, who lives, remember the last time
Just the grave."
Wang Yetuo smiled calmly.
His tone was particularly free and easy.
For these veterans who have fought all their lives, they are already accustomed to sacrifice, and they are always ready to sacrifice.
It doesn't matter.
When you are alive, take it easy.
"General, what is the use of the war in Qixia City?"
Feng Jiajia asked curiously again.
The three of them have just returned, and they still don't know the details.
In a city, Yan Chenyun has one against five.
The dean of the Scientific Research Institute actually sat under the cauldron himself and refused to help Yan Chenyun.
In the distance there is a dead-looking Jin Guoqian.
The situation in Qixia City is very strange.
"Young people, you are really lucky.
"If Dean Nie Haijun can succeed this time, our Shenzhou can build a city in the wetland. It is not an ordinary occupation, but the kind of occupation that is like a foreign race, even the spiritual springs are controlled, and we can also move the spiritual springs.
Arrange the capture points of the city at will!
"There are vicious monsters around Qixia City. For the sake of safety, we can only let Yan Chenyun take the risk alone."
Wang Yetuo explained patiently.
"Build a city?
"Oh my God, if we want to resupply in the future, we don't have to go back to the Shigui Tower, and we can have a safe place for retreat.
"Also, China's army can be stationed in large numbers in the wetland.
"This is a big deal!"
Bai Xiaolong's face turned a little pale.
China is doing something big this time.
"Yes, so let's all pray.
"This is a major event that will benefit the future and must be remembered."
Wang Yetuo smiled.
Feng Jiajia suddenly noticed that Mucheng was in Qixia City, and there was also Bai Ziqing from the Taoist sect.
"Hey...is that guy Yang Lezhi?"
Suddenly, Meng Yang found a small detail in the picture.
Not far from Mucheng and Bai Ziqing, there was an unkempt young man whose facial features could not be seen clearly at all.
But the iconic broken arm still allowed Meng Yang to find some points of overlap.
He is Yang Lezhi.
"As expected, it's him. This guy's leather jacket is finally torn. But why is he in Qixia City?"
Bai Xiaolong was also curious.
"I don't know where that boy Su Yue has been lately, but he couldn't see such a historic battle!"
Meng Yang sighed again.
"Hey... General, can you adjust the viewing angle?
"I want to see the lake!"
Feng Jiajia frowned suddenly, and then put her big head directly in front of the screen, almost getting in.
"It can be adjusted, what's wrong?"
Wang Yetuo was stunned.
Afterwards, he asked someone to adjust the angle of the Origin Stone in Qixia City.
In fact, there are countless Source Stones in the sky above Qixia City. In every war, the General Staff collects war data and details.
With the capabilities of the scientific research institute, they can now achieve zero-delay transmission.
Just a dozen seconds later, the perspective of the source stone was switched to the surface of the Xuji River, and the image distance was even adjusted so that the view of a telescope could be achieved.
In the office, there are several light curtains, but at the same time, the situation inside Qixia City can be seen.
"Look at the black spot on the surf, does it look like... Su Yue!"
When Feng Jiajia spoke, her tone was a little unsteady.
She felt that she had seen it wrong.
"Let me go... is that kid really looking for death?"
After everyone observed it for a while, Bai Xiaolong exclaimed.
He recognized it.
Although he couldn't see the face clearly, Bai Xiaolong could roughly judge Su Yue's figure.
yes.
It's this kid.
There is a war in Qixia City.
Outside Qixia City, there were more than 200 sixth-grade foreigners gathered, and he rushed up from behind. This was simply looking for death.
Is Su Yue tired of living?
"No, look, there are pursuers behind Su Yue!"
Meng Yang also exclaimed.
"He must have wandered into the Holy Land of the Eight Tribes, and then was hunted down by the aliens. He had no choice but to jump into the Xuji River, but he never thought that a war was going on in the Xuji River. He was just looking for death."
Bai Xiaolong briefly analyzed it.
Feng Jiajia and Meng Yang frowned, their hearts beating wildly.
What can we do?
They already knew the situation in the Xuji River, and it was impossible for the Chinese warriors to go into the water to save people.
Facing so many alien races, Su Yue would probably be chopped into dumpling fillings.
"It's over, three alien races have noticed Su Yue, and they have returned!"
Feng Jiajia exclaimed.
They now have a God's perspective, and several people can clearly see the overall picture.
Su Yue was surfing in the middle of the Xuji River. Although it was undulating all the way, it was particularly cool and unrestrained. At first glance, it looked like flying with a sword.
But in front of him were more than 200 masters.
Behind him, there were also a dozen pursuers.
All can fly and all are masters.
At this time, among the 200 grandmasters, three grandmasters who were watching the fun accidentally discovered Su Yue.
They quietly turned around, probably hoping to capture Su Yue alive.
It was only about a minute away, and Su Yue would probably be killed.
In the vast lake, although he has broken through to the fifth level, he is not the sixth level after all. Su Yue can't fly, so what's his fate?
Dead.
Mu Jingliang and Wang Yetuo also had cold faces.
They don't know Yuan Longhan's plan for the time being, nor do they know that Su Yue is coming back with the Quanhuo of the Eight Tribes.
They were both shocked.
Why did Su Yue come out to cause trouble at this time?
You really don’t want to die!
…
"Su Yue, three masters seem to be coming to intercept you. Do you need me to stop them?"
Zhao Jiangtao sensed three masters.
It's also a coincidence.
These three grandmasters are just soy sauce gangsters. They feel that this scene is boring, so they are ready to go back. After all, the Holy Land still has its own mission.
Unexpectedly, they had just returned some distance and suddenly discovered something big.
It turns out that there is a warrior from the Wuwen tribe on the Xuji River.
Fifth grade?
A mere fifth grade.
He is arrogant and lawless and deserves to be killed!
Three sixth-grade men are coming to kill Su Yue immediately.
"Principal, these three masters are parallel imports, I will deal with them myself!
"But after we kill these three beasts, our identity will inevitably be exposed, and we will face a counterattack by more than 200 masters.
"Get ready for a big fight. Your goal is to help me delay more than 100 grandmasters. Don't waste time on this kind of garbage."
Su Yue licked his tongue.
After such a long period of fighting against sixth-grade foreigners, he also concluded some rules.
From the smoothness of the flight, Su Yue can judge the level of a sixth-grade flyer.
As for the three sixth-grades in front of me, they will be parallel imports tomorrow. They may all be sixth-grade Qi and blood warriors. Their control of Qi Gang is very poor, and they may fall into the lake at any time. Su Yue even sweats for them.
.
"The brave little thief of the Wuwen tribe will die soon!"
A four-armed tribe rushed over first.
Unfortunately, he was barely able to control Qi Gang to fly, and the moves he made were not strong enough and ridiculous.
Click!
A bolt of lightning fell, and the purple electric light opened the distance between the sky and the earth. Su Yue raised his palm high, and the short blade of the magic weapon appeared in his palm.
Looking from a distance, a ball of thunder appeared on the Xuji River.
at the same time.
Many masters who were watching the excitement in front were also alarmed by the thunder, and many aliens turned back.
It doesn't matter if you look at it.
Who would have thought that there would actually be a fifth-grade Markless clan floating on the lake.
Are you waiting to get stabbed?
Of course, this group of aliens didn't rush to kill Su Yue.
After all, three masters had already rushed over. If he rushed over again, he wouldn't be able to lick the blood as fast as a hot mouthful.
until.
After Su Yue killed three grandmasters in one breath, the mob was really shocked.
right!
Su Yue stepped on the unintentional gourd with the sole of his foot, and he rose into the air with just a dry step.
Samsara Night Blade.
An envelope.
Two seals opened.
Three seals.
Speed increase.
Attack increase.
Defense increase.
When Su Yue appeared in front of the grandmaster with the magic weapon in hand, his all-attribute power had skyrocketed.
The sudden figure almost frightened the master.
He is indeed a Qi-blood warrior and a playboy. This time he is just here to watch the fun.
This kind of thing has already been shocked by Su Yue's murderous intent.
The foreigners were panicked for a moment.
He never thought that a tiny fifth-level warrior from the Markless Clan would actually rush up to kill him.
Shouldn't you dodge on the lake and then be killed by me directly?
The plot is different from what was expected.
He could only throw out the weapon by himself to block Su Yue's magic short blade.
Too terrible.
The special effects of sparks and lightning alone have frightened the alien race to the point of going blank.
Sugarcane!
Then, he heard the sound of a weapon breaking.
Look down.
The broken weapon is your own weapon.
Immediately afterwards, the alien felt a chill on his neck.
His head drooped at a weird angle, with only a layer of skin still attached.
Due to the need to control the Qi Gang to fly, this sixth-level player did not even have time to carry out basic defense.
The Su Yue he faced had already activated half of his Samsara Night Blade state.
Plop!
The first warrior fell straight into the lake.
Snap!
Su Yue stepped on the corpse, and his body suddenly exploded.
Before the second alien could react, his throat was pierced by Su Yue's magic weapon.
puff!
Su Yue waved his hand and the sharp blade cut out from the left side of Liupin's neck. He only had flesh on the right side of his neck.
There is also no defense.
The neck was almost cut off, and the sixth grade had no chance of survival.
Plop!
The second Yangxiang tribe fell into the lake.
The third grandmaster was frightened to death.
Not normal.
This fifth-grade guy is not a normal Markless clan at all.
escape!
He turned around and ran away without hesitation.
There are more than 200 masters not far away. As long as he escapes back, he will be safe.
Damn it.
You should have stayed in the team from the beginning and not come out to seek death.
pity.
He underestimated Su Yue's speed.
At this moment, Su Yue, apart from not being able to fly, his Qi and blood value was already comparable to the peak of the sixth level.
What's more, the magic weapon in Su Yue's palm is still the magic weapon of the Lei Shi clan. While cutting the wound, the magic weapon will also destroy the vitality of the sixth grade.
puff!
This Yangxiang tribe's heart froze.
He looked down again and saw that Su Yue's sharp blade had penetrated directly through his heart.
"you……"
This Yangxiang clan is going crazy.
I finally managed to gather the last bit of energy and blood, and finally managed to protect my neck.
Why do you want to stab my heart.
You are not kind.
Tear!
Su Yue turned his palm and drew three arcs with the sharp blade, disembowelling the Yangxiang tribe.
When the Yangxiang clan fell into the lake, Su Yue also made a stabbing blow.
call out!
At this time, Wuxin Gourd appeared at Su Yue's feet in time and supported his body.
Unrestrained and unrestrained, he seizes people's heads with the back of his hand.
From front to back, in less than three seconds, Su Yue killed three sixth-grade masters!
Under the Xuji River, Zhao Jiangtao was so frightened that his scalp went numb.
This kid Su Yue's strength has grown rapidly.
Even three Qi and Blood Masters should not be killed so easily.
…
Miracle Legion Command.
Feng Jiajia, Meng Yang and the others stood up, already so frightened by Su Yue that their whole bodies shivered.
Bai Xiaolong clenched his fist tightly.
He didn't know how to express his current mood at all.
Three swords.
Three sixth-grade lives.
The key is that Su Yue can also fly. The gourd under his feet not only allows him to surf, but also allows him to fly.
Wang Yetuo patted Mu Jingliang on the shoulder.
All without saying anything, he envied Mu Jingliang for having a good son-in-law.
"Damn it, Nie Haijun failed!"
However, at this time, Mu Jingliang stood up suddenly and observed another light curtain.