After the city walls were breached, the situation took a turn for the worse, the Southern Xia defenders completely collapsed, and the battle turned into a one-sided massacre.

The Outer Tyrant soon realized that the royal city could no longer be defended, and it was only a matter of time before it fell.

As the feudal monarch of Southern Xia, he sacrificed his life for the country and died without regrets. But it would be a pity that the geniuses of the younger generation of Nanxia died here before they grew up.

The foreign lord immediately found Nangong Yan and persuaded her bitterly: "Princess, now that the general trend of Nanxia has gone, I am afraid that the royal city will not be able to hold it." Benjun is incompetent, ashamed of the heroic soul of Southern Xia, ashamed of the martyrs, and can only go to the disaster with his body. ”

"But Nanxia must not be cut off, as the so-called stay in the green mountains, not afraid of no firewood. Southern Xia must retain a vein before it can make a comeback in the future, avenge today's national shame, and rejuvenate the Southern Xia nation! ”

Speaking of this, the expression of the foreign lord became unprecedentedly solemn: "The genius of the younger generation of Nanxia is the hope of the future of Nanxia. So please take the princess and the young geniuses of Nanxia to evacuate quickly! ”

Nangong Yan looked at the destroyed city wall, couldn't help but clench the sword in her hand, and her body couldn't stop trembling, but finally let go of the sword in her hand.

Seeing Nangong Yan's acquiescence, the Wai Xiao Jun immediately turned around and solemnly entrusted Prince Nangong with his respect: "Junior Nanxia, this monarch now has an important task to entrust to you. ”

"No matter what the outcome of today's battle is, please escort the princess and the concubine, as well as the young genius of Southern Xia to evacuate the royal city safely!"

Prince Nangong hugged his fist at the foreign lord, and his eyes lit up with vengeful anger: "Monarch, please rest assured, I, Prince Nangong, swear that I will definitely set foot in Beiyan in the future!" ”

The Wai Xiao Jun nodded with satisfaction, and then said to Prince Nangong: "By the way, there is one more thing." Tell my grandson Meinan for me, from today onwards, he will be the head of the Hua family, so he will keep my Hua family! ”

After the outer lord finished speaking, he resolutely turned to face the Northern Yan army. The back is so sad, like the sunset of the mountains, extremely tragic and tragic.

"Take care, Wai Xiaojun." Nangong Yan and Prince Nangong both bowed respectfully to the foreign lord, and then turned around and left, and began to search for the young geniuses of Nanxia on the battlefield.

In the shortest possible time, the Outer Lords gathered several elders of the three major families to join forces to resist the Marshal of the Warring States.

These elders of the three major families all have the cultivation of the realm of martial kings. The highest of them reached the late stage of the second-level martial king, which was no worse than the strength of the general of Zhenguo.

But in front of the Warring States Marshal of the Seventh-level Martial King Realm, they were completely weak.

Whether it is a first-level martial king or a second-level martial king, in front of the marshal of the Warring States, there is no difference at all, just one move, and they all fall.

In the end, several Martial King elders all died tragically at the hands of the Marshal of the Warring States. Only the outer lord was left alone, still resisting stubbornly.

"Don't waste your efforts, the city wall is broken, the royal city is doomed, and Nanxia is doomed to destruction. It is too late to surrender to obedience, and if you are enslaved to the assassination will, you will be spared destruction. The marshal of the Warring States period held a thunder halberd and stood straight in front of the foreign lord.

At this time, the outer lord was already covered in bruises and covered in blood. The white jade crown on his head is missing, and the appearance of the cloak is very embarrassing.

He supported his crumbling body with his sword, and replied with a big gasp: "Don't dream, I'd rather die in battle than be a slave to the country!" I, the people of Nanxia, would rather die vigorously than grovel to life! ”

"Nanxia will never be a slave!" The Outer Owl Monarch roared hysterically, and instantly burst out with a powerful momentum, gathering all the remaining vitality in his body on the sword in his hand at one time, and then swung his sword towards the Marshal of the Warring States.

"Look for death!" A flash of contempt flashed in the eyes of the Marshal of the Warring States, and then the thunder halberd in his hand swept forward, releasing a thigh-thick thunder whip and slamming it on the outer lord.

Bang!

With a loud bang, the body of the Outer Owl Monarch instantly exploded into a large cloud of electric sparks, and then flew backwards like a burning meteorite.

The Marshal of the Warring States Period, rushing forward after him, and before the Outer Tyrant could land, a halberd pierced the Outer Tyrant's heart, nailing him to the city wall.

A large amount of blood gushed out of the outer owl's mouth and chest, but he clung to the thunder halberd.

"Old Mo ...... I'm sorry, I was ashamed of your expectations, and in the end I still failed to fulfill your deathbed entrustment, failed to hold the royal city, and failed to defend the Nanxia country...... Forgive me, my old adversary, I'm going to come down and be reunited with you soon......"

After saying this, the foreign lord raised his head and looked at the marshal of the Warring States with a hideous look, and spit out word by word: "Beiyan, there is also an assassination meeting, I will not let you go!" ”

The war halberd in the hands of the marshal of the Warring States period turned around, and the heart of the foreign lord was completely crushed.

The Outer Owl Monarch spat out a large mouthful of a mixture of blood and minced meat, and roared with his last breath: "Southern Xia is immortal!" ”

After saying that, his head drooped downward, and he died on the spot.

And at that moment, a faint light shone on his abdomen, which was obviously an activated self-detonation charm.

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"Not good!" The Warring States Marshal's pupils shrank sharply, and he hurriedly released the thunder light halberd and retreated violently.

As soon as he withdrew more than thirty meters, the corpse of the Outer Owl Jun exploded in an instant, evolving into an ever-expanding cluster of brilliant light, sweeping everything in an overwhelming manner.

Boom——!

With a terrifying loud and earth-shattering sound, the ground was instantly crushed and sunk downward, the roads in the neighborhood were torn apart like pieces of paper, and countless houses were crumbled in the shockwave, turning into ruins and shards flying everywhere.

As soon as the brilliant light expanded to its limit, it immediately dimmed and evolved into a sixty-meter-tall dark red mushroom fire cloud, mixed with billowing smoke and swept into the sky.

And underneath the mushroom fire cloud is a scorched pit with a diameter of more than forty meters.

The Marshal of the Warring States Period's thunder light war halberd flew upside down from the mushroom fire cloud, crossed a parabola in the sky, and went to the street more than 100 meters away.

The swar-covered marshal of the Warring States came out of the heaps of ruins all over the ground. Even though he was covered in bruises, none of them were fatal.

After all, at the moment of the explosion just now, he got out of the center of the explosion in time, coupled with the body protection vitality of the seventh-level Martial King Realm, and a high-grade armor body, it was natural for him to be able to escape the catastrophe.

"Want to die with Ben Shuai? It's a dream! The Marshal of the Warring States walked up to the Thunder Light Halberd, pulled it out of the ground, and then his eyelids jumped.

Because behind him, there was a sudden scream, as if something had been formed by a rapid streak across the sky.

The marshal of the Warring States hurriedly turned around and looked up, only to see a griffin swooping down from the sky.

Less than thirty meters from the ground, a man in dark gold armor jumped off the back of the griffin and landed steadily on the street dozens of meters away, directly stepping the street out of a pit with a diameter of two meters.

This man was armed with a war spear, wearing purple gold armor, wearing purple gold voyeurism, his eyes were as sharp as an eagle, and his face was covered with criss-crossing sword marks, full of terrifying murderous intent.

Seeing this person who suddenly appeared, the Marshal of the Warring States raised his eyebrows, revealing a strong interest.

"You're finally here, the number one powerhouse of Southern Xia!"