In the Iron Fort in August, it was very lively, and super masters from all countries on the mainland gathered together, among which the grandmother and the holy Maiden Xianya, one of the five powerhouses in the mainland, were undoubtedly the strongest among them, and the grandmother had already been rumored to beat Maher and Tony since she became the ninth sword god, and the strength of being able to defeat the sword saint so easily was naturally admired by countless people.

As for Xianya, since Athena showed her strength in her test battle, she didn't dare to say how much strength she had, and she could only blindly evaluate herself as a Pope-level master, otherwise, people really didn't know how to describe a monster who put down the Sword Master and only used seconds to count time. Even if my grandmother beats Anthony, she has to use minutes to count the time!

In addition, none of the six major magisters on the continent have arrived! Eight of the top ten sword saints came, and only two did not, they were the Ice Sword Saint Marcus who was removed from the list and the Fire Sword Saint Lanx, who died in battle. Being able to get such a strong lineup to support is really something that the Seventh Princess herself didn't expect.

As soon as we arrived, we didn't even have time to drink saliva before we were called to a meeting. Because at this time, there are almost all the famous folk masters on the whole continent (not within the five, six and ten majors), as well as the official reinforcements of various countries are basically there, of course, there are some people who are far away, but they are all small roles and have nothing to do with the overall situation. So, when they were about the same, my grandmother held a meeting with the Seventh Princess. Poor Dao didn't have time to meet Xianya? depressed!

In addition to representatives of the major empires and representatives of folk masters, there was also an unexpectedly group of uninvited guests, the Japanese from the island country south of Wana! There were more than 100 people in their group, and three of them attended the meeting. An obviously diplomatic one, with a wicked smile on his face from beginning to end. A leading fellow, with a sinister and cunning face that always has a disdainful sneer. Seeing him sneer, Poor Dao felt disgusted in his heart. The last guy is a master, and the aura on his body is well hidden, which shows that his martial arts path is secretive and first-class, but unfortunately he still has nothing to hide under the wisdom of the poor Dao! However, this person's strength is definitely not below a few sword saints on the mainland.

Although the number of people attending the meeting was several hundred, it did not mean that there were so many countries on the mainland, although the number of countries on the mainland was actually more than 100, but there were only a dozen or twenty provinces in the real area, and the others were small lord states. All of us sat in a hall specially prepared for this meeting, and those super masters sat in the chair, and only the figures at the level of Sword Saint and Grand Magus were eligible. Otherwise, you have to be the leader or head of the three empires!

"This time we are all here to fight, not only for the sake of Vana, but more importantly for the benefit of all of us humanity, I hope you will notice this first!" Grandmother glanced at the audience majestically, and found that she had attracted the attention of almost everyone, except for Poor Dao and Xianya, we only had each other in our eyes! Grandmother pretended not to see it with great interest, and continued: "In order to ensure victory in this battle, our Holy See has sent a total of 100,000 troops. Let me first introduce our troop allocation, and I would like to ask you to talk about it later, so that we can get to know each other first, okay?"

"Of course, please!" said the people below.

"Very good!" Grandmother said coldly, "Among our 100,000 troops, there are 10,000 unicorn cavalry, 10,000 silver Pegasus knights, 10,000 magic bow iron riders, 10,000 zeatics and 10,000 guardian knights, as well as 50,000 priest troops led by five cardinals, and 3,000 mage troops! It's 113,000 people in total! The leader of the team is me, and in addition to me and the Holy Maiden, the Wind Archmage Miraso and the Leader of the Zeatic Legion Luo Jing and Ronaldo are also here!"

"Wow, so many masters?" the people below began to talk in surprise, the Holy See was indeed a big deal this time, dispatching three legion commanders and five cardinal archbishops. It can be said that it mobilized one-third of the strength of the most elite troops of the Holy See, and counting the super strength of Grandmother and Xianya, it is almost half of the strength of the Church!

"Now, His Royal Highness Karl, the third prince of the Meigerlan Empire, will report on the reinforcements of Meigerlan!" Grandmother continued coolly.

"Okay!" Karl didn't see a lot of maturity in half a year, he stood up with a smile, and after saluting his grandmother and their masters, he smiled: "Our Maglan Empire is naturally not as strong as the Holy See. Therefore, we can only take out 50,000 iron-blooded cavalry to participate in the battle, and their leader will be His Excellency the Earth Sword Saint Maher, and in addition, our national teacher, His Excellency Wen Rui Stan, the Great Demon Master of the Fire Department, has also brought his 100-member Demon Guide Group to help!"

"Very good, the strength is very strong, please take a seat!" Grandmother said coldly: "The following is Miss Ouyang Ruolan of the Huofu Empire to report on their military strength!" Speaking of this, Grandmother's always cold face couldn't help but show a smile, after all, it is really not easy for a girl to come here.

"Hello everyone!" Although Ouyang Ruolan's voice was weak, there was a faint strength in her words that she refused to admit defeat. Poor Dao is also the first time to see this legendary beauty, Chu Chu's moving comments are indeed appropriate, her face is caused by a long-term illness, pale and pale, although there is a little ruddy now, but Poor Dao's eyesight is still very easy to see that this is the result of a powerful refreshing drug. If you take it for a long time, a good person will be finished, let alone her.

When I saw Ouyang Ruolan for the first time, I am afraid that many people would wonder how her appearance could be selected as a top beauty, but as long as you sit down and carefully look at and analyze it, you will naturally be impressed by her unique temperament. Especially the glitter of wisdom in her big watery eyes, which made people unconsciously put the name of a talented woman on her head. And in fact, you'll quickly find out that it is.

At this time, Ouyang Ruolan was saying in a unique weak and pleasant voice: "My country is also here with an elite army of 50,000, and the leader is the most famous master in my country, Your Excellency the Heavenly Evil Absolute known as Feiyan Slash, and in addition, Your Excellency Si Keter, the Great Demon Master of the Earth Department of our country, has also led a hundred-person Demon Guide Group to cheer!"

Feiyan Slashing the Sky is a very famous master in the Huofu Empire. Martial arts are strong, famous for fast swords, but he has never fought with the Sword Saint, so he has never had the opportunity to win the throne of the Sword Saint, and now the two places vacated are almost certainly his, as long as he performs in this war, it is not difficult to win this title in one fell swoop! With him in charge, the strength of the troops of the Huo Fu Empire this time is finally no worse than other empires.

"Finally, Dajia, the Grand Prince of the Kampas Empire!" the grandmother said disdainfully. Even the honorific title of His Royal Highness was directly omitted, which shows how much she hates the Kampas Empire.

"Hello everyone, our Kampas Empire has brought 50,000 of the most elite cavalry troops this time, as well as 5,000 barbarian hoplites! In addition, our national teacher, the Ice Archmage Strary, has also brought a hundred mage regiments to participate in the battle!" Da Jia said with a slight smugness.

He is proud because the power of the barbaric hoplites is really several times that of ordinary cavalry, so in terms of strength alone, he is the strongest, but unfortunately he does not have a master who can handle it, although the eighth sword god is in their country, but that guy named Albert has a great enmity with the Long family and grandmother, how dare he come?

"The following is the leader of the Great Han Kingdom, Long Xiaotian!" When the grandmother called her son, her tone was slightly relaxed, and she also revealed a sense of pride, so she was louder.

"There are seven of us!" said the father. Maybe he was frightened by his grandmother, or maybe he felt that the number of people was more embarrassing, so his voice was quiet. But everyone here is a master, and this little sound is enough!

"Haha, seven people, you're here, right?" There was a burst of laughter from below.

"What are you laughing at!" the father was aroused by their laughter, and with a loud roar shook everyone away, and immediately everyone in the hall shut up, but a casual word from him knocked them all down again. The father said angrily, "Son, come on!" and he sat down in a huff.

"Hehe!" Although the people below were laughing to death in their hearts, they still tried their best to hold back their faces, and no one dared to laugh out loud, even including the two guys, the third prince and the eldest prince. They all know the temper of the poor road, it is definitely a discord, and they will fight with their fists. None of them are sure that they will be able to curry favor with me, and the two heads of the Holy See here are all my people, so none of them dare to conflict with me here.

Moreover, there are many, many people in the hall who have this idea, and almost all the people in the continent know the means of the poor way, and even dare to smash the Papal Palace. However, this does not mean that there are absolutely no fools who stir up the situation!

"Haha!" a very shrill laugh came unscrupulously, and when it was all silent, it seemed so abrupt!

Poor Dao was very angry, and the consequences were serious, I stood up with a gloomy face, and looked in the direction of the smile, it turned out that this idiot who didn't know how to die was the Japanese diplomat. He actually stopped laughing for a moment or two, because he noticed that everyone else was looking at him with an idiotic eye, and he felt that something was wrong.

However, he should really be considered unlucky. Originally, the poor road was very depressed and was interrupted by my father between me and Xianya, and when I was in a bad mood, I ran into such an idiot, if you were someone else, it would be okay to apologize to the poor road, but he is still a widow I hate the most!

The fire of Poor Dao immediately burned to a height of ten thousand feet, and he yelled and scolded at this idiot, "Whose dog is not on a leash, running out and barking indiscriminately, it's really annoying!" This Japanese diplomat is obviously an outsider, and he has no chance to know the fame of Poor Dao, today, I have to tell him to know, and now our signboard finally has a chance to be famous overseas!

"Haha!" all the people in the hall laughed wildly, they were all a bunch of guys who were afraid that the world would not be chaotic, and it was too late to be happy to see someone making trouble for me?

"Stinky boy, how can you talk! Your adults won't teach you?" That idiot thought I was a bully when he saw that I was young!

"Idiot!" Poor Dao scolded angrily, and casually released the Five Elements Divine Thunder in his hand. How can an idiot like him scold the poor way? Of course, let's talk about beating him. However, because there are more people here, I still keep my hands for fear of hurting others. However, my Divine Thunder, the power of the fifth-level spell is absolutely there.

Five colored lightning bolts smashed into his head almost instantly, and then the poor idiot directly screamed and fell to the ground! Half of his body was about to be scorched, and he was absolutely too dead to die anymore! However, Poor Dao noticed that the other two people actually reacted, but they didn't know why, they didn't come to the rescue of him, and let him be chopped to death by me! Could it be that they were going to use their strength to kill someone? I was being used again? Impossible, right? Poor Dao was puzzled?

A puff of black smoke rose from the corpse, and all the people in the hall were collectively stunned for a moment, all of them knew that I would beat people, but they didn't expect it to be so dark, and they would be killed. They were glad that they had made a wise choice just now, and the poor road was even more famous from then on. In fact, they don't know how powerful the poor Dao hates these robbers. It wouldn't be surprising if they knew!

"Yours, why do you want to kill?" said the leading widow angrily to me.

"Because I'm happy!" Poor Dao said disdainfully: "Are you not convinced?" "Hehe, if you don't accept it, you just cleaned it up together, so you don't have to look disgusting, it's all as if Poor Dao is cleaning up the garbage!"

"You~" The guy was so angry that he gasped, and finally couldn't stand my arrogance anymore, and said angrily: "Musashi, kill him!" Damn, it turns out that this idiot doesn't do it himself!

"Hey!" the master next to him replied with a stiff bow. Then he took off into the air, crossed the rows of seats between us, and pounced on me directly, and at the same time drew his knife in mid-air, and slashed at the middle of the poor road's head, shouting: "Slash in the wind!"

"Cut! idiot!" Poor Dao sneered disdainfully. I'm guarded by three perverted masters, and he's a junk warrior at the level of a sword master, and he wants to move me?

Sure enough, when his sword wind slashed in front of me, a pitch-black shield appeared out of thin air. The samurai thought his strongest slash was easily blocked. After all, Mei'er is a master at the level of a god of law, if her shield can be split by a sword by someone one level lower than her, wouldn't it be a joke?

When the Japanese warrior was still surprised by the strength of the shield, he suddenly realized that his body was several times heavier at once. It is simply no longer possible to move flexibly. Gaiji's gravity technique, as his magic power grows, his power is constantly increasing, and now even the Sword Master will be affected a lot. Fortunately, before the war began, the people around me saw that things were not going well and fled, otherwise I was really afraid that this range-type gravity technique would accidentally hurt anyone again.

Of course, this is not the end, on my side, the bone spear that Kerry casually sent in his hand was already close to the chest of the Japanese warrior! He hurriedly roared angrily: "Dunsang!" Then it turned into a puff of green smoke and disappeared, leaving only a piece of stake in place, which was pierced by Kerry's bone spear! Poor Dao recognized it at a glance, this is the unique ninjutsu of the little devil, hehe, interesting! But he stole a little bit of Taoist fur, but he wanted to show it off here, it was really Li Ghost who met Li Kui!

As soon as Poor Dao's divine sense was released slightly, he immediately discovered his location, and this girl didn't know when she jumped into the air and was falling! Poor Dao smiled: "Hehe, what did you just call for a 'slash against the wind', why don't you let me give you a 'volley slash' now!"

As he spoke, the flying sword appeared on his side without warning, and the blue sword light stretched out several meters long in the wind, and then swept across his waist. This time, it was as fast as lightning, and the timing was also clever, it was when his old strength was exhausted, and his new strength was not born, and he couldn't dodge.

When he was about to cut him in two, the grandmother stopped him and said, "Spare him, I'm still useful!"

"Oh!" Poor Dao reluctantly agreed, grandmother's face is to be given, who told us to come from the country of etiquette, the most respectful of the elderly? However, it seems that grandmother didn't say to keep it intact, right? Anyway, it is estimated that it is enough to leave a living mouth that can jump, right? Otherwise, if he is not taught a lesson, Poor Dao will die of depression.

"Ahh The powerful corrosive power, combined with the pile of curses, made him cry out in pain. And at the moment when he was about to land, Poor Dao made a beautiful turn and kicked him in the waist.

Poor Daoyun's full kick was estimated to be able to kick a cow half to death, let alone a person, and directly kicked him several meters away, and then rolled all the way to his master! He was not seriously injured, so he quickly struggled to get up, but found that everyone was staring at him constantly, and then there was a burst of wild laughter.

"Haha!" The idlers in the hall laughed very abruptly, which made his master very strange, and hurriedly looked down, damn, Hao Xuan was not directly angry, only to see that his subordinates' faces were engraved with two big characters "dog" and "slave" on their faces! Because of the corrosion of the sword, the strokes of these two words have been deeply sunk into the flesh and skin, like a big centipede, unless the whole face is peeled off, otherwise it will never be eliminated!

"Hehe, General Ben's handwriting is good, isn't it?" Poor Dao said proudly: "For the sake of you coming from afar, this will be given away for free, no money, don't you want to thank me quickly? What a group of rude barbarians?"