The Great Priest of the Kingdom of Ukraine flew back, and then the entire tent curtain shattered, and all the people in the tent were torn to pieces by this fierce hurricane. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The man died, and pieces of blood and flesh fell from the air, and walked in, a black-robed man with a demon mask on his head.

What kind of life was born in the black robe, the great priest of the Wu country couldn't see it, but he could feel countless murderous aura, countless death aura, rolling in the body of the person in front of him, as if he wanted to crush him to death.

The Great Sacrifice of the Kingdom of Wu produced an inexplicable fear, and pointed at Ye Xiuwen tremblingly, saying, "You? Who are you? For, why do you want to go against my country? ”

"Huh! Hahaha! Die! ”

After Ye Xiuwen's wild laughter, he directly trampled the sacrifice of the Wu Kingdom to death, he didn't want to talk to a soulless person at all.

Because that's just a waste of saliva.

"Elder Sect!"

"Elder Sect!"

Just as Ye Xiuwen stepped on the Great Sacrifice of the Wu Kingdom, six Qingdan Realm disciples arrived.

"Each of you is in a group, and you look after each other, and go to the rescue along the way, and we will meet again in the capital of Ukraine.

Remember, beware of the cursed blade of the Uzbeans, that kind of thing, if it stabs your arm, then your arm, it will be cut off, if it stabs your leg, then your leg, it will also be cut off,"

"Then the elder of the sect, what about stabbing his head?"

"Huh! Then cut off your head too,"

Ye Xiuwen laughed dryly, but a few disciples of various factions in the middle and late stages of Qingdan couldn't laugh at all, because it was simply terrifying, if the head was cut off, could it still grow?

"Yes! Great Sect Old! ”

The six of them bowed down, and the people had already retreated, and they wanted to separate from Ye Xiuwen's soldiers in four ways to rescue the people of the entire Baifeng Kingdom first.

There are not many people left in the royal family of Baifeng Kingdom, and after the country was conquered, several princes had contradictions, so they went their separate ways.

Some people say, why don't they go to the Zhenwu Continent?

Because this is simply impossible, not to mention the cost, and a single teleportation circle can't carry so many people at all.

And the other is that many border towns in the Zhenwu Continent deliberately reject these people.

On weekdays, there is no problem with trade, but the influx of a large number of disaster victims into the city is a bit unbearable.

Therefore, many people either raised the price of the rising tide or simply closed the teleportation array, so only a few people could run to the True Martial Continent to escape.

Of course, since someone has fled to the True Martial Continent, there will be someone who asks for help. And the news of the request for help is also on the way to the various sects.

Ye Xiuwen took the first step, he came early and was recruiting.

In less than a day, he received 200,000 troops and 300,000 refugees.

These refugees seem to be a burden to follow the army at the moment, but Ye Xiuwen doesn't see it that way. These people will all become the pillars of the empire's reconstruction in the future, and the centripetal force of the Ephemera Country will also be extremely high!

"Xiuwen? What do we do next? ”

In the fortress of war, Yu Linglong asked Ye Xiuwen, and Ye Xiuwen flicked his fingers and thought for a long time.

"We made a detour, hit the other country and entered the country of Mayhill, and then stabbed ourselves in the back.

And in this way, not only can the Ukrainian army be exposed to the enemy, but also cut off the retreat of the top priests of Ukraine, so that he can not escape, and fight to the death with us in the capital of Ukraine!

Hum! In this battle, I will completely eradicate the country of Ukraine, this country! ”

"Xiuwen? In this war, too many people died, those civilians of Ukraine? ”

"Huh! The benevolence of women, those are some soulless people, their souls, created and sold to the god Dawula, in a sense, they are no longer human, they are just puppets and minions of the god Dawula.

If they are allowed to be alone in the world, Da Ulla will control them by virtue of this kind of belonging, and the poisonous insect of the Uzbekistan will also die without stiffening, do you understand? ”

"Xiuwen, I understand, then do what you want!"

Ye Xiuwen and Yu Linglong, the two of them had already made a plan, and led the army to turn a corner and directly entered the territory of the other country.

Desolation, incomparably desolate, as if there were no one left in the whole country.

The camps of the Eastern Clan were all burned down, and Ye Xiuwen only saw a cold ruin.

The ruins are cold, the eastern clan of the other country has long ceased to exist, and Ye Xiuwen can only take people and continue to drive towards the western territories.

The civilians took time, and Ye Xiuwen settled them in the ruins of the Eastern Clan.

Because it's safe here, there are no Ukrainians and no people from other countries, only abandoned crops.

These crops need to be cared for and can feed a lot of people. Therefore, Ye Xiuwen left a part of the army to protect them, and then took a large number of masters to go straight to the west of the other country.

In the territory of the Western Clan, gunsmoke is everywhere, and Ye Xiuwen's army is also here, finding traces of the army of the Uzbek country.

Ye Xiuwen didn't stop at all, and the people came out from behind the army of the Uzbek and directly killed him.

One person, Ye Xiuwen didn't let go, he was a sharp arrow that killed people, and the soldiers under him were the iron walls of the encirclement.

With three bread and a sharp knife that can be attacked, the 200,000 troops of the Ukrainian country collapsed in an instant, and in less than half a day, all of them died under the city of the western tribe.

It was hard for Erluo, the chief of the western tribe in the city, to believe that this was true, the enemy's 200,000 troops had all died under the city in less than half a day, and it seemed that they had all died without even the slightest decent resistance.

"Daddy? Who is this person? ”

The eldest prince, Erzun, asked his father in horror.

"Master, it's a master, even if we do our best, we may not be able to defeat the master, come with me to meet it!"

"Boom! Bang! ”

The city gate was wide open, and Erke didn't dare to ride any mount, so he walked on foot, slowly moving forward, and as he walked, he also bowed his hand and thanked him: "The chief of the western tribe of the other country, thank you for the grace of this senior's rescue!" ”

"Poof!"

Old Erke touched the ground on one knee, his huge body fell, and he smashed the ground under his feet until it cracked.

"Poof! Poof! ”

From Erke, whether it is the prince or grandson, they all bow down.

"Huh! Hahaha! Old chief, why are you kneeling to me? Are we good neighbors? ”

Ye Xiuwen was wearing a mask, and that Erke was naturally unclear.

And at this moment, when Ye Xiuwen took off his mask, the first to faint was the eldest prince Erzun.

Because of him, he once designed to pit Ye Xiuwen, and at this moment, Ye Xiuwen is back, and he is extremely powerful, he was directly frightened.

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