"This, what is this!?" Looking at the huge demonic beasts that sprang out of the enemy city, the warriors in Yangon couldn't help but feel fear, and some even screamed.

"Don't panic, everyone!" Zhao Sheng heard the soldiers constantly overflowing with panic, and he could only suppress the fear in his heart and try his best to speak out with the heart of the army.

"Brake, don't you make a move?" Mo Shu looked at the incomparably familiar demons on the battlefield not far away with a smile, and asked out loud about Emperor Lisha, who still had no change in face.

The latter glanced at Mo Shu, his figure flashed, and he appeared again in front of Zhao Sheng and the others.

"Brake, brake girl!" Zhao Sheng and Hao Jun were also extremely shocked when they looked at the emperor who appeared in front of them out of thin air.

"Withdraw to the camp." The cold voice of the emperor resounded on the battlefield, extremely clear.

"This 、、、、、、" Zhao Sheng and Hao Jun glanced at Emperor Lisha in embarrassment, they withdrew, so what should I do with this demonic beast? Isn't it going to run rampant as you like! And the people of the city will be troubled!

"Withdraw." The cold voice couldn't hear the joy and anger, but it was so hard that people couldn't disobey.

The soldiers of the Yangon army looked at the woman in ink in front of them, and they obeyed her order, and the army retreated!

The smoke of gunpowder curled, the ink-colored robes flew in the yellow sand, and a pair of ink-colored eyes that could not be seen looked at the huge demon beasts, as if these behemoths were as small as dust.

Emperor Li's eyes were cold, a white light suddenly rose, and a snow-white flawless Yaoqin appeared out of thin air, floating in front of Emperor Li's body.

"What a beautiful piano!" Yue Yan stared obsessively at the brilliant snow-colored yaoqin.

Mo Shuyu on the side frowned slightly, if he was not mistaken, how could he be wrong!

A pair of different pupils look at the world, and a snow piano sings in all directions. One of the four great imperial weapons of the Asura Emperor with different pupils! Xue Yaoqin ---- sound!

"Brother Shu, Sister Sha's piano is so powerful, but I seem to have seen it somewhere." Yue Yan frowned and looked at Xue Yaoqin who was shining on the battlefield not far away.

"You've seen it?" Mo Shu's eyes narrowed, looking at the emperor who was comfortable on the battlefield, and his thin red lips were slightly raised.

"Well, but I don't remember where." Yueyan held her forehead with one hand, pouted, and silently complained about her broken memory.

"Think slowly, don't rush."

Within a moment, there were a few more corpses on the battlefield like a hill. With a wave of his hand, the corpse of the mountain disappeared in an instant, dissipating in this world.

Xue Yaoqin exuded a cold streamer suspended in front of Emperor Lisha, Emperor Lisha's eyes narrowed slightly, locking on the enemy city not far away, the corners of Yin's red mouth slowly hooked, and lightly opened his lips and teeth, "I will send the people in the city out of the city for a quarter of an hour, otherwise, they will die with the soldiers." ”

The cold female voice echoed in this world, and the content of her words was bloodthirsty and ruthless.

At this moment, no one doubted Di Lisha's words! The people in the Nanban border city who suffered from the war were already panicked, and now they have an even greater desire to survive, rushing to the city gate just for a glimmer of life. In order to escape, many border generals also changed into people's clothes and blended into the crowd.

The emperor in ink clothes stood in front of the Yangon array, looking at the people pouring out of the city gate with cold eyes, with a wave of his hand, the ink robe danced, and the snow-colored Yaoqin turned into a stream of fireflies and dissipated. Looking at the few soldiers and generals in the enemy city, a suspiciously gentle smile appeared on Emperor Lisha's stunning face, and everyone was obsessed with it.

"Zhao Sheng."

Suddenly hearing Emperor Li's name calling, Zhao Sheng was stunned for a moment, and immediately ran forward, "The last general." ”

"Since the officials don't want the people to live, then 、、、 kill them all."

！！！！！！

Zhao Sheng raised his head abruptly and looked at the stunning woman in front of him, Yangon and Nanban were all wooden.

Yue Yan frowned, looked at Emperor Lisha and opened his mouth, but never spoke. It's just because she knows that Sister Sha has always said the same!

Mo Shu on the side nodded slightly, and the smile on the corner of his mouth became a little bigger.

"Don't understand?" Emperor Lisha glanced at Zhao Sheng, who was stunned.

Zhao Sheng's heart was stunned, what a terrifying look! Even General Zhao, who has been galloping on the battlefield for several years, can't help but feel indelible fear from the bottom of his heart.

"Yes, the last general commands!"

The loud voice that belonged to the hot-blooded man was extremely abrupt at this moment, and the people of the Southern Barbarians suddenly completely got out of the stunning amazement of the emperor's departure, and endless panic followed.

"All the soldiers listen to the order, kill!" Zhao Sheng glanced at the people of the Southern Barbarians, these are unarmed people! but

Zhao Sheng clenched the sword in his hand, and in the end he still obeyed the duty of a soldier to obey orders.

"Kill!" The warriors of Rangoon had red eyes, and they waved their butcher knives at the people of the Southern Barbarian Kingdom who were coarse and linen.

"Ah----!h

"Help!"

、、、、、、

The screams continued one after another, and the black eyes of the emperor were slightly raised, looking at the Nanban boss who was dressed in military uniform, his fists were clenched, and his face was full of anger, but he was always unmoved.

"The ones above stay." The voice of the emperor sounded again, and the warriors of Yangon glanced distractedly at the top of the Nanban City Tower in the merciless slaughter, and for some reason they felt a sense of sorrow for them.

"Yes!" Zhao Sheng and Hao Jun waved the butcher knife in their hands, and responded loudly, but the scene of Zhou Lang getting out of the handsome tent came to mind, and he wanted to laugh but held back.

The screams and wails gradually subsided, and the entire battlefield was surprisingly quiet at this moment.

"You're not human! You're a demon! The Southern Barbarian boss on the castle tower had his eyes split, staring at Emperor Lisha and roaring wildly.

Di Lisha's good-looking eyebrows were slightly raised, and he pursed his lips, "It's true that I'm not human, but I'm not a demon either." ”

Everyone was speechless, the Nanban boss was even more speechless, Di Li's serious appearance, cold tone, what else could they say, what did they dare to say.

Yueyan Xiaoyou, who was standing in front of the Yangon tent, wrinkled his bun face, his face full of confusion.

"What's wrong?" Mo Shu on the side asked with interest.

"Brother Shu, Yueyan is a demon." That little face wrinkled even tighter.

Mo Shu was stunned for a moment, then smiled sullenly, and clenched his fist to his lips with one hand.

Yueyan pouted, she said what should I do if my hands are itchy!?