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"Nalan Dieluo, you untrustworthy villain!What did you say in the first place!" Lu Feilong was in a trance, and was pulled back by an angry roar, it was the voice of a member of the "Southern Sect" Elders' Association, and that voice did not make Lu Feilong much trouble.

"Oh, did the official say anything?" asked Nalan Diluo with an innocent and innocent expression, and beside him, Jue Fei had already taken out a thin rattling arrow from his arms.

"My lord, you once promised that the girls of our family would marry the young talents of the Jianzhou tribe! We just sent the girl over!" Lu Feilong reacted, yes, Lu Yunyun, that was when the ban on martial arts was not promulgated, he was sent to the capital to learn Jianzhou etiquette, that is his daughter Lu Feilong!

Not only Lu Feilong, but also the daughters of all the members of the Elders' Association were sent to learn the cultural etiquette of the Jianzhou slaves who were "gentle and elegant, demure and loyal," and these women could return home every night to reunite with their families.

Who would have thought that the daughters sent by all the members of the Brotherhood, including Lu Yunyun, would now be humiliated in public and die miserably in this small open space where the prisoners were slaughtered!

They colluded with the Enma cult? This is an excuse? This is an excuse for nonsense!

"Oh, the official remembered it, but there was such a thing, but wait and see, aren't those the young talents that the official is talking about? none of them are more than twenty miles!" Nalan Dieluo innocently pointed to the brown-robed jailers who were still doing the front and rear piston movements, and they were still shouting excitedly, laughing and bullying the daughters of the former Nanguo Shunmin.

"You beast! You beast! What do you want to do!" At this time, even the closest "Northern Faction" old man around Lu Feilong couldn't bear it anymore. The miserable exchange of his daughter's self-friend, like a soldering iron, tortured his heart, his heart was already black, already hard, even the empire, even the nation and even the ancestors can be abandoned, the clan elders who defected to the enemy, at this time can not bear the hellish situation in front of him.

With a click, the teapot in his hand cracked into four pieces, and between the overflow of tea, a cold and wet wind burst out, turning the tea into a highly poisonous dark green cloud, and his pair of dim and godless old eyes were blood-red at the moment, staring at Nalan Diluo under the protection of the guards like a leopard who chooses to devour.

"The old man killed you!" he roared as hard as he could, and there was a hint of lack of confidence in his piercing voice.

"Kill the official?" Nalan Diluo innocently and blankly pointed to the tip of his nose, and in his innocent big eyes, an incredible twisted madness slowly gathered: "Kill the official, kill me, hehehehe...... Hey, hey, hey...... Hahahaha!"

He laughed so distortedly, abruptly, without any reason or even reason, his body twisted, his expression twisted his heart, his soul, completely twisted years ago.

"Hahahaha! Kill this official, come on! You dare to kill this official! This official will dare to kill this Blood Yang City!"

He was completely insane, and his roaring and laughing voice was completely different from that of a human.

The Elders were completely blinded. How could they have thought that Nalan Dieluo's reputation was not even worth a fart?

......

"Hahahaha! Hahahahaha! How is it? Do you feel angry? Desperate? That's right! If you don't get angry and don't despair, you won't resist! If you don't resist, so many soldiers under the deity can only stay here for the one in Phoenix who will never know the hard work and prayers of our Jianzhou people, just stay here! In these years, making meritorious contributions is the true character of a man! But in this world, in the thousand-year history, there can be a soldier and a soldier, can you make meritorious contributions by defending the city! No! Nalan Diero smiled like a madman, his smile was distorted, his posture was distorted, and his heart had long been distorted in slavery and enslavement.

"The Southern Barbarians of Xueyang City! You are the military merits of our Eight Banners of Jianzhou! Your flesh and blood are the bargaining chips we get in exchange for rewards! Your tears are our blood and wine! And your resistance is the best reason for us to obtain military merits! Military merits, military merits! Military merits! Without military merits, our entire family of Jianzhou slaves are slaves! With military merits, we are imperial people who can stand and walk! Without your rebellion and resistance, the deity would have ordered you to be killed, and he would not have been able to get the slightest military merit, but would have been infamous for slaughtering the city! The elders of the Elders' Association were all trembling with anger, and they all straightened out a finger to point at him from afar, but no one said a word tremblingly. Only Lu Feilong coughed up a mouthful of blood violently, and screamed in a hoarse voice: "My lord......!

"Decree?" Nalan Diero deliberately made an extremely exaggerated and cute expression, and in an instant, it turned into a hideous and evil face: "The deity didn't even think about issuing a decree! The bright sunlight reflected the dots of light in his dark pupils, which looked like pure crystals.

"If you don't resist, then you'll be tortured, you won't resist, as long as you and the whole city are willing to become the lowest kiln slaves of our Jianzhou slaves, all your men will be castrated, and they will dig the dirtiest mines for us for generations, carry the heaviest stones, and even put them in cages and fight wild beasts for our entertainment, and your women will become our playthings for generations, giving birth to more slaves and more playthings for us, if you don't resist, this is the only fate for you, anyway, if you are enslaved, the army of our Jianzhou slaves can still get merit, but the saying is differentAnyway, the merit goes to us, and these people, either weeds or pigs and dogs, look at it yourself!" Nalan Diro tilted his head forty-five degrees to look up at the sky, and he didn't know which tendon was wrong and began to say the above words in a poetic aria, and his speech was wonderful, at least it could move many people—the crowd watching the ceremony was already completely angry!

However, these angry crowds did not launch a desperate charge against the 3,000 ironclad heroes who surrounded them, but instead pulled and scuffled with each other. In the painful screams of the women, in the wails and angry scolding of the men after the roots were severed, the chaotic group of elders' congregations looked so funny.

"Lu Feilong, you traitor bastard, what are you doing to stop me!"

"Lei Zongren, are you crazy! Rushing over like this, not only will we die, but the whole city will be finished!"

"Xue is busy! You can't ride a horse and you can't raise a hybrid! If we die, we will die! We can't let these shitties harm our future generations!"

"Do you know how many old and weak women and children there are in this Blood Yang City?!"

"No matter how many people there are, all of them will be killed if they go on like this! Listen! Xue is busy! Isn't that your daughter!"

"Are you still in the mood to rub salt in my wounds?"

Bang!

The Wind Fist was issued.

As if igniting gunpowder, the storm rises, blood splashes, and moves such as Fengxing Fist, Thunder Wolf Paw, and Iron Hook Leg come and go. Nalan Diluo couldn't help but laugh out loud as he watched all this.

"My generation is a great slave in Jianzhou! Do you see it! These are the southern barbarians who have boasted of being the superior people in the world for a hundred years! They call themselves cynics and gentlemen! They claim to be civilized people! But now? When the catastrophe of extermination is coming, they don't think of a way, they don't make compromises, they don't rise up to resist, but they fight in the nest here! Hahaha! Let's take a look! Come and see! Come! Shout and cheer for them!"

"Come on!"

"Hit!"

"Come on! punch now, punch now!"

Because the 3,000 soldiers were stationed in the uneven mountains and attics, basically everyone could see the ugliness of a group of people in the Elders' Association, and they couldn't help shouting and cheering. The girls who had been humiliated listened to the wave of shouts and cheers, and they were so ashamed that they closed their mouths in shame, and they silently endured the last and most unbearable humiliation of their lives with their silver teeth.

"Is the speech over?Is the banquet begin?Then our generation is about to take the stage!O dance of the end of the world, the final brilliance, it's exciting to think about!" On the tallest and sharpest tower in the town, the silver-white young man smiled faintly, and said such solemn words, his words were like prayers, like curses, and more like the singing before the Doomsday Festival. His voice was loud enough, and he spoke in a voice that could be heard by heaven and earth, but none of the Eight Banners soldiers who shouted cheering and cheering, the old men who fought with each other, and the girls who were so devastated could not hear him in the noise.

The wind poured into the robe, and the silver-white robe danced violently, like a snowbird spreading its huge wings. The long silver hair fluttered up and down in the wind, like a god's training. In the spherical space with a diameter of 90 meters centered on him, glittering lines appear densely.

"Hmm, what is this?Realm of Light?" Silver Dust raised his hands a little jerkyly, and emanated a trace of magic power from the tips of his two index fingers, making an invisible spell casting guide line, pointing at the ironclad soldiers who were stuffed with the Metropolitan Protectorate. He knew that it was useless to kill Nalan Diluo alone, in case there was still Nalan mustard Nalan seasoning Nalan taro Nalan or something hidden among these soldiers, he could control the army in an instant and issue an order to slaughter the city, so destroying the living force was the only advisable action.

He had already activated the spell position, ready to guide, and was quietly waiting for the magic to gather enough energy to release a shocking blow, he knew that it was a forbidden spell, and the elemental power mobilized was extremely huge, and it didn't seem to be an incomprehensible thing to take a little time, but he had waited for three breaths for ten seconds, and the magic was still not ready to be completed.

Instead of being completed, the magic shifted to some unforeseen state. The silver-colored young man knew that he had never succeeded in establishing the Bright Realm, because the Bright Realm was the Divine Domain, full of divine will, which was the ultimate mystery that only the god-level powerhouses had the right to ask, and it was definitely not something that he could look up to as a No. 1 legendary master, but at this moment, in the case of innocent people dying every minute, the silver man did not have any joy that he was suddenly able to build the Bright Realm, but felt that every millisecond was extremely difficult.

The magic array of light became more and more complex, and it looked like some kind of dizzying hallucinogenic magic diagram at the same time, and he felt something heavy on his body, or more precisely, on his shoulders, and he found that a crosshair appeared in his field of vision, distance and ballistic parameters appeared, wind direction values appeared, and unknown equipment information appeared. His ice-like noble and indifferent face twitched suddenly, he understood, he understood the reason why this forbidden spell was so different from the magic that he refused to launch for a long time, his forbidden spell, this group killing magic with a very wide range, was completing the first materialization process.

The Spell materializes, this is the highest form of all magic in Artregayam Silver Dust, with its own regular attack, the largest range of power, infinite bursts, no preparation is required except for the first chant, and it is even more rebellious that it can leave itself and emerge from the ground, walls and even the air, which is a magical achievement that truly implements his mage concept of fighting thousands of troops with a single sword.

"It takes thirteen seconds for the first materialization......," Silver Dust's pupils tightened, and a heavy pressure came over his shoulders, and a multi-barreled weapon pointed at the sky at an angle of sixty degrees diagonally fell on his shoulders, and at this moment he looked like he was carrying a model of a hill composed of many round tubes.

"What is this?Gatling on the plane?" Yinchen didn't know anything about this new weapon on his shoulder, he was not familiar with the weapons and equipment of the ancient Evil Luo Sea City, so he naturally couldn't tell that this was a single soldier ultra-high-precision multiple rocket launcher.

Red Arrow 22A.

"There's no time to care, hurry up and launch it for the Master!" As soon as Silver Dust's spiritual power moved, golden flames erupted from the cylinders on his shoulders at a time.