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Chapter 1861 Admiral

"Why is it also a black knight?"

"The outfit seems a little different."

"Indeed, some details are different."

The human warriors outside the Holy City were a little curious, looking at He Dongcheng's side and at the Holy City's side.

"Are they the first generation of black knights..." He Dongcheng's men's eyes flickered, looking at the group of black knights in front of them who didn't have a strong aura.

This group of black knights are only in the Dharma realm, and they don't even have a golden body. In their opinion, such cultivation is really very low.

But.

No matter what your cultivation level is.

I have to admit that these black knights are all their seniors, but they have only been in the earthly immortal world for more than ten years.

If you think about it carefully, when the first batch of black knights left Fengyun Jiuzhou and arrived at the Land of the Holy Fall, they were not even the King of Wu, let alone the Dharma Master. It took a long time before the first batch of black knights with Dharma cultivation skills came out.

Far more than ten years.

On the Kunlun side, it was only more than ten years before Dharma Black Cavalry appeared. This speed was much faster than that of the Su Kingdom in the Land of Holy Fall.

Maybe this was the method of the First Emperor?

It developed the humble Su country to a certain position in the earthly and immortal world to this day.

Even the seven saints in the Land of the Holy Fall were all created by the First Emperor. Without the First Emperor, these seven saints would not have existed.

"Go and inform Commander He."

The leader of the black knight calmly ordered.

"yes."

A black knight turned and left.

Commander Crane?

Commander He Baiyanhe who followed the First Emperor?

Their leader, He Dongcheng’s uncle He Baiyan?

He Dongcheng's men suddenly became excited and agitated. After a while, they would meet the legendary He Baiyan, who was one of the most powerful officials in the history of the Su Kingdom. This man had such qualifications and strength at the time.

, are far higher than the seven saints! On the other two battleships, the Dongchang led by Zhang Shanjiu and the Punishment Department led by Zhang Yi have never come down and are still quietly observing the situation.

Both sides remained silent, no one spoke first, and they looked at each other.

Before He Baiyan appeared, Kong Haoran walked out of the Holy City with Li Xuanji, Kong Xuewen, Supreme Sage and other quasi-sages.

When the three warships arrived, Kong Haoran noticed the strange aura among them. When he arrived at the scene, this strange feeling became even more obvious! "Saint! Great Sage! Is this the Holy Lord?"

Kong Haoran's eyes swept over He Dongcheng and the others one by one, and finally looked at He Dongcheng. The look of astonishment in his eyes was suppressed by him.

The group of people in front of him were dressed very similar to the black knights, and even their stances were almost exactly the same. The one with the lowest cultivation level was a saint comparable to him! However, he boasted that he would not fight against any of the saints in front of him.

Defeated.

But in addition to the Saint, there were actually several Great Saints, and the first one whom he couldn't figure out at all must be the Holy Lord! What surprised and puzzled him the most was that these people looked very similar to the human race.

Not even a big difference.

Could it be that there is still such a group of strong men lurking in some unknown corner among the human race?

"No, the luck of the human race has improved in vain some time ago. I thought it was because of Emperor Su. But now it seems that it can't be because of these people, right?"

Kong Haoran was deeply surprised. He couldn't help but step forward, cupped his fists and said, "Kunlun Kong Haoran, I have met you all."

"Su Guo He Dong Cheng."

He Dongcheng said lightly.

Su Guohe Dong Cheng?

The group of black knights around Kong Haoran were stunned. Is there still a Su country in this world?

Is there even a department similar to Black Knight?

Is there such a coincidence?

The key person is also named He?

Could it be He?

Just the sounds are somewhat similar?

At this time, a black knight standing behind suddenly looked at He Dongcheng with some surprise. He subconsciously walked to the front and stared at He Dongcheng for a closer look.

Kong Haoran and the other black knights also noticed his movements and did not make a sound, just watching what happened.

"Hedong Cheng?

It’s really you!”

The black knight suddenly made a sound of surprise.

He Dongcheng also looked at him, taking a closer look, with a hint of thinking in his eyes. After a few breaths, his eyes suddenly became a little moved.

"Zhang, Zhang Zhihao?"

There are some slight changes in the Hedong sound line.

Zhang Shanjiu and Zhang Yi on the other two battleships could hear it.

"It's me! I didn't expect you're not dead yet. Just come back, just come back!"

Upon seeing this, the black knight happily rushed to He Dongcheng and gave him a big hug.

Kong Haoran was startled, and it was too late to issue a warning.

The aura in He Dongcheng's body would originally defend itself and kill the opponent to pieces, but under the control of He Dongcheng, the aura immediately converged and allowed the opponent to hug him and hit him hard on the back.

few times.

The men behind He Dongcheng originally wanted to take action, but when they saw that He Dongcheng didn't make any move, they restrained their breath and just watched quietly, with complicated expressions.

The other party was only a Dharma minister, but he was so close to He Dongcheng, one of their Seven Saints and the commander of the Black Cavalry. This was a crime of great disrespect in their eyes.

But if you think about it carefully, this man must have been a close friend of He Dongcheng, the commander of the Black Cavalry, one of the Seven Saints! "Yes, I'm not dead yet."

He Dongcheng smiled, took a step back calmly, kept a certain distance from Zhang Zhihao, looked at Zhang Zhihao carefully, and then a smile appeared on his face: "I haven't seen you for many years, and you have gathered the Dharma."

"Brother He, don't talk about me. Back then, our colleagues all gathered together to gather the Dharma. Now, the luck of the Su country is at its peak and the fire is burning. As a black knight, my practice is blessed by luck and royal energy. I am rising step by step!"

Zhang Zhihao smiled and said: "Since you are back, you will definitely be able to enjoy the blessing of the imperial energy, and your cultivation will definitely be further improved!"

Royal energy blessing?

He Dongcheng smiled with a somewhat complicated expression, "Maybe."

The brief conversation between the two parties had already made Kong Haoran and others aware of something.

"Could this group of strong men also come from the Su Kingdom?

Is it Emperor Su’s trump card?"

Kong Xuewen and others were secretly surprised, and at the same time a little scared. The aura of this group of people was unfathomable, and they must not be quasi-sages, or at least saints.

One, two, three, four, five...twenty! A total of twenty people. If they are all saints, then how can Beicang Mountain, which has not been renamed Kunlun, have such a heritage?

"Pretend to be a pig and eat the tiger! The way that guy pretends to be a pig and eat the tiger is really impressive!"

Kong Xuewen thought with fear.

"Zhang Zhihao, come back."

A voice suddenly sounded.

Zhang Zhihao's body shook, and then he immediately turned around and ran back.

He Baiyan and a group of black riders were standing beside Kong Haoran and others, quietly looking at He Dongcheng and others.

At that time.

Li Mingye put his hands in his sleeves and walked straight towards here with a group of Dongchang senior officials.

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