"You" Goshawk pondered for a moment and said: "There is a lot of uncertainty about your strength, I don't want to give you a random assessment!"

"Huh?" Spark, who was full of anticipation, couldn't help but be disappointed when he heard this, "Why is that?"

"Hehe, it's not that you're weak!" The goshawk couldn't help but laugh when he saw Spark's deflated look, and then said seriously: " If according to your current strength, it is only the fourth order, and it is only considered the middle and upper reaches among the countless cultivators, you must know that since the countless masters of cultivators are as many as the stars, but if you count the blood energy of your evil sect, then I am sure that you can reach the strength of the fifth order, as for the upper, middle and lower levels of the fifth order, it depends on how much blood energy you exert, according to you, if this blood energy bursts out with all its strength, it is enough to threaten a sixth-order master!"

"But where can I use my blood now?" Sparker said dejectedly, "It's really uncomfortable to dare not use my strength, and now I'm not the worst in the team."

"It's okay, others can't say for sure, at least Rebecca is definitely not as good as you!" Goshawk also wanted to comfort Spark, not wanting to say his true thoughts, which suddenly made Sparker even more depressed, but Goshawk's next sentence made Sparker have the idea of wanting to hang himself, only to see Goshawk pat his head and suddenly realized: "Oh! That's right, look at my brain, Rebecca is now the top summoner who can summon the fourth master and apprentice of the Demon Realm, the conqueror Cassias! Saying this, the goshawk turned his head, screamed and hurriedly ran towards a tree, it turned out that Sparker had been hanging there Sword Saint Graham has been restless recently, this is his most restless time in hundreds of years, first Kazan's attack led to the death of the current emperor in the back, and then the palace was destroyed once he was forced to arrange a puppet regime leader, and then the tragedy of Northmar made it difficult for Gram to sleep, thinking that his hundreds of years of Qing Xiu was entangled in these trivial matters is also embarrassing. Spark's investigation led him to find a solution to the Northmar incident, and after thinking about it for a while, Graham ordered the general to assemble his troops, and he had only one purpose: to slaughter the city! Now that the political situation of the Arad royal family is in turmoil, once the affairs of Northmar are leaked, the prestige of the royal family will be gone, so although the way to cut through the chaos with a quick knife is cruel, Graham is not afraid of these killings. Straddled the lightsaber he carried: the unequaled scattered spirit on his waist, came to the tall horse prepared for him, and rode on the horse, and shouted in a low voice: "Let's go!" Then a team of tens of thousands of people rushed towards Northmar, and the pedestrians on the road avoided it one after another, and a pedestrian said suspiciously: "What are so many troops doing?"

"Cut, you don't even know this news, Bai is mixed up in Nortonmar," the people on the side said contemptuously: "This is the army to clear out the Northmar bandits, this time the royal family has finally considered it for our people!" After speaking, he looked at the peak sword saint Gram at the front with a look of admiration.

"Oh, that's the case!" The man was also overjoyed, "It seems that the royal family wants to give us the little people who have risen to the top to live in peace!" After speaking, he looked at the team that had already traveled away, looking at this team, he suddenly felt a chill on his spine, and suddenly shivered, and Gram, who came to Northmar, ordered Aragorn to gather the soldiers who participated in the massacre, and then walked up to a simple platform, looking at these soldiers, Gram shook his head and said, "Are you afraid?" No one answered, on the one hand, because they didn't dare to say such a rebellious thing, and on the other hand, everyone was really frightened by the terrible crazy virus. Those who serve as soldiers can be killed by the enemy without blinking or beating, but they cannot accept being executed by their own people.

Looking at the silent soldiers in the audience, Gram cleared his throat, and then shouted, "Let me ask you, what is your original intention in joining the army?"

"To protect the family and defend the country!" shouted tens of thousands of soldiers in the audience.

"Very good!" Graham nodded and then asked, "Are those bandits threatening our continent and our families?"

"Yes!" was recognized by tens of thousands of soldiers.

"Then, if it's a man, I'll be listed!" Graham suddenly amplified his voice and roared with a hint of internal force: "Those who participate in this operation will be rewarded, and those who are not killed or killed will be supported by the Arad royal family to support their parents and children. The Retreating One was silent for a moment, and Gram uttered only one word: "Die!" and a sense of majesty followed.

Looking at the tens of thousands of soldiers on the field who were silent for a while, Gram was also making a big gamble, he knew the danger of this operation, and he was born as a soldier and he also understood the scruples of soldiers. If he couldn't complete this mission in his state just now, and now he is betting that these soldiers will not fight, and he is betting on the obsession of these soldiers to protect their families and defend the country.

For a long time, not a single person in the tens of thousands of troops moved, and suddenly, a loud shout came from among the soldiers: "All the soldiers obey the order and move forward!" It was the general Aragorn, which was also deliberately done by the old and spicy Gram, in order to let Aragorn play a role in fueling the trouble. After using this method, the soldiers also walked forward in unison. Seeing this, Gram knew that these soldiers could be used. Then several general-level officers were called to discuss the strategy of slaughtering the city. In the end, after vetoing countless plans, everyone chose the most direct and least commanding plan: the crushing tactic! The so-called crushing tactic is to line up these tens of thousands of soldiers in a line exactly the same width as Northmar City, and each person is separated by one meter to directly crush Northmar into a piece of loess. Although this method may seem clumsy, Northmar is now a swift and alert foe for bandits and rats. If the previous tactics were followed, I am afraid that not only would the slaughter of the city fail, but it would be killed by these local snakes, leaving no pieces of armor and suffering heavy losses. Considering that the soldiers brought this time belong to the elite division, each soldier has at least one order of brute strength, and with weapons, this earthen city can be completely flattened. After making minor adjustments, this massacre begins!

On the day of the slaughter, tens of thousands of soldiers lined up according to tactics and entered the battle preparations, Gramm took out the unparalleled dispersion on his waist, and a wave of mental power was transmitted to the sword, looking at this divine soldier who had followed him for hundreds of years, Graham sighed and said: "I'm sorry, let you kill this unqualified thing." But since you and I have been together for so many years, let's cut off the trivial matters with me!" After whispering, Gramm, who had a lightsaber in his hand, pointed at Northmar and shouted: "The whole army obeys the order!

(Today's second update,There will be there in the evening.,The sky is going to celebrate the birthday of the third grandfather.,Come back in the evening and update it immediately.,Everyone give a little more recommended collection.,Tomorrow or three chapters break out!)