Since Zhao Shenbi was about to be appointed by the Coalition Council of Elders as the commander of the garrison of Xiushui City, and worked with Lan Xin and Liu Qing to resist the attack of the demon tide, it was natural that there should be monks who obeyed his orders to accompany the army.

However, to his surprise, although the general situation was essentially decided, he had not yet been officially announced, and nominally he was not qualified to command the coalition forces.

However, Lan Xin directly classified this group of monks, who looked very good in terms of aura cultivation and fighting power, as his own pro-army to welcome him to attend the meeting.

Even her descendant disciple Zhou Luan was also among them, and looking at this appearance, it seemed that she was going to be Zhao Shenbi's personal guard.

Lan Xin's intentions made Zhao Shenbi a little confused.

However, Zhao Shenbi has no objection to this.

He nodded slightly, and gathered the scattered sword intent and momentum in his body, so as not to cause sword contention again, and then his gaze slowly swept over.

Among the hundreds of monks, most of them are young male cultivators, and there are also many female sword cultivators with long swords on their backs, who are obviously disciples of Lan Xin's Sword Viewing Waterfall.

Everyone's body exudes a sharp killing aura, and slowly gathers together, as if twisted into a hemp rope, there is a great momentum that soaks each other and is integrated, which should not be underestimated.

If an unknown bystander looked at it from afar, these people did not look like monks who were far away from the world and cultivated on the mountain, but rather like those battle-hardened warriors in the secular dynasty of the world.

Although they all buried their heads, from the eyes that were constantly secretly peeping, Zhao Shenbi felt a strong sense of recklessness and disobedience.

At the moment when Zhao Shenbi looked at them, all the armored monks suddenly raised their heads, and an earth-shattering shout erupted in their throats, "Please lead Zhao to review!"

And so it was. Zhao Shenbi narrowed his eyes and said secretly in his heart.

Before the words fell, the breath of hundreds of distant travel realms erupted.

Although each one is as small as a firefly to Zhao Shenbi, when they come together at this moment, it is tantamount to a landslide and tsunami, surging like a shocking wave.

When you meet, you have to give him a dismount!

This momentum is so strong, especially mixed with a strong evil aura, as if crawling out of the sea of blood in the corpse mountain, if it falls on the ordinary earth immortals, in the eyes of those Jindan monks who are pampered in the sect and have not experienced too many battles, I am afraid that they will be frightened on the spot, and their minds will be in turmoil.

It's a pity that they met Zhao Shenbi.

After a playful smile appeared on the corner of Zhao Shenbi's mouth, under the eyes of everyone, the red light in his eyes appeared like a rushing wave.

It was suddenly dark.

In a look of surprise and incomprehension, the wave of momentum condensed by hundreds of people suddenly collapsed, collapsing and whirling like a storm.

The monks present only felt a tightness in their chests, and their eyes suddenly turned black, and even their bodies couldn't stop trembling.

They looked up, and a vicious aura that was almost condensed into substance suddenly dispersed, like a thick lead cloud, instantly enveloping the sky above the City Lord's Mansion.

In the boundless, hellish rolling clouds of evil qi, there seemed to be the roars and cries of countless unjust souls, both the pained faces of monks and the bodies of demon beasts.

Zhou Luan's mouth was sweet, and after swallowing the blood gushing in his throat, he looked at Zhao Shenbi with even more horror and awe, and couldn't help but think of the rumors that circulated among the middle and high-level last night.

That white hair makes people shudder.

How many monks and demon clans do you have to kill to have this evil qi? Moreover, among them, the aura of Jindan monks and fourth-order demon beasts is actually as many as a few!

One of the pitch-black spirits was as blurred as a ghost, and just feeling the breath on its body made Zhou Luan have an urge to burst his mind, collapse his realm, and hurriedly flee.

However, those masters who resented in the evil spirit died at the hands of the people in front of them!

Zhou Luan was still like this, and the monks behind her who were traveling far away were even more overwhelmed, and after spitting out a mouthful of blood, there was no more rebelliousness and disbelief in their eyes.

Fortunately, Zhao Shenbi didn't mean to embarrass them, and after this evil aura just dispersed, it suddenly collapsed and collapsed, as if it had never appeared.

Silence, between the four fields, there is only death-like silence.

Only the hundreds of armored monks who knelt on the ground kept letting out heavy gasps.

Zhao Shenbi clapped his hands and said with a smile, "It's not too early, let's go." ”

Everyone's faces turned red, and they looked at the white-haired, red-eyed, handsome and extraordinary figure of the man with some shame and excitement.

Obviously it was still the same, but at this moment, it seemed to be filled with a terrifying aura that could make the sky collapse and the earth tremble.

Which of them is not a battle-hardened battlefield monk? If he follows a mediocre man, he will naturally be dissatisfied. But if you can follow such a strong man, become his pro-army monk, fight with him bloodily, and fight in armor, wouldn't it be an honor?

In the cultivation realm, it has always been like this, respecting the strong and respecting the brave.

Hundreds of pairs of bright and firm eyes began to be filled with a feverish reverence and conviction, although this convincing was not yet very strong, but it had begun to ignite a fire, and it would eventually burn.

Zhao Shenbi didn't say anything more, his figure suddenly rose from the ground, and after setting off a gust of wind and thunder, he immediately broke through the clouds in the sky and went straight to the highest place in Xiushui City, the main hall that was suspended above the sky and fell on the top of the formation light curtain.

He deliberately slowed down, as if waiting for someone behind him to follow.

Zhou Luan's foxy and moving gorgeous face flashed an extremely complicated and incomprehensible look, and immediately followed the sword and stuck to Zhao Shenbi.

And further back, hundreds of brilliant rays of light swept into the blue sky like a torrent, like scattered wings, lined up behind Zhao Shenbi.

Everyone's face is like iron, their eyes are firm, and they don't say a word, but they are fierce and can't be looked at.

In Xiushui City, after feeling this momentum, countless monks raised their heads one after another, looking at the thunderous figure at the head, and the hundreds of garrison monks behind them, they couldn't help but be shocked, and looked at each other.

"What a terrifying momentum, who is this in the city, and why have you never seen it before?"

"It should be the new Commander, looking at this posture, I'm afraid it's even stronger than Commander Liu and Commander Lan!"

"Recently, the demon clan is preparing to attack on a large scale, which has caused panic in the city, I hope that after this adult comes, we can defend Xiushui City!"

As Zhao Shenbi got closer and closer, and acted in such a high-profile manner, even the low-level monks on the ground could see it clearly, and the garrison of those middle- and high-level monks in the main hall was even more insightful.

Lan Xin's eyes froze and smiled, "It's here." ”

"This kid, why has he become stronger again!" Liu Qing suddenly stood up from the chair at the end of the long table, and a strong look of jealousy and disbelief appeared on his old and old-fashioned face.

As for the rest of the generals of the Manifestation Realm, after feeling that breath, they didn't even dare to raise their heads, and when they thought of the gossip that went viral last night, they felt cold all over their bodies.

Especially Fang Huyun, he was trembling all over, and his face turned pale.

At this moment, a delicate voice of a woman with a sword aura suddenly came out of the main hall.

It was Zhou Luan, who was a personal guard, who said loudly, "Commander Zhao has arrived!"

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