Chapter Ninety-Seven: Tear Them to Pieces
"Wang Shao, do you think we can win?" Isabella asked worriedly, before the game, the two and Yue Ju tangled up to form an alliance.
If the three forces meet in the valley, they will fight side by side.
After all, the enemy is strong, and only by uniting can it be possible to achieve the final victory.
But will the league win?
Nobody knows!
"What's the matter, my Queen?" Wang Shao quipped, "You are actually timid? Where is your queenly demeanor? I remember that you were confident and confident before the game." ”
"I remember that before the game, you said that you want this martial arts conference to be recorded in history, because this will be the first martial arts conference won by a woman!"
"Hmph, nonsense, when have I ever said such a thing?" Isabella directly denied it.
Alas, women are like this, they don't speak responsibly, even if it's a queen, what they said a day ago, and now they forget it?
Of course, this is selective forgetting.
What is selective forgetting? It is the kind of things that are not good for oneself, and all of them will be forgotten immediately, which is a privilege that only women have!
However, although the three parties have formed an alliance, it is not easy for the three forces to meet in the huge valley.
The worst thing is that before the three forces meet, one of the forces has been eliminated in advance.
If that happens, then there will be no point in forming an alliance.
"Brother Yue, do you think we can win?" Wang Shao smiled and looked at Yue Ju, who had a calm face, and asked.
"Why not?" Yue Ju was still very confident, for his Silver Armor Legion, plus Wang Shao's War Puppet Legion, and the British Female General of the British Dynasty.
The three forces united, and Yue Ju felt that it was reasonable to win.
The soldiers under his command, he knows that the hundred-man Silver Armor Legion forms a big battle, even if it is a big man who has just become a supreme, he can grind to death.
Three thousand Yue Jia, it's not for fun.
Not to mention, the most elite 100-member Silver Armor Legion among the 3,000 Yue Armor.
This hundred-man army, put on the battlefield, can resist an army of 100,000 people.
"It seems that you are very confident?" Wang Shao admired Yue Ju's self-confidence, probably, only confident people will succeed.
Of course, Wang Shao asked that, not because he didn't have self-confidence.
On the contrary, Wang Shao is very confident.
It was because of his self-confidence that he was afraid that Yue Ju and Isha would not be confident, so he asked jokingly.
In the valley, battles are taking place all the time.
Day and night, it's the same for the warriors in the valley.
Because they can't rest, they can only fight, and no one knows if they will be killed by the enemy who suddenly appears when they are resting.
So, no one dares to rest at such a critical moment.
Everyone is nervous, listening to all directions, looking at the six directions, and paying attention to the surrounding environment all the time.
Surrounded by rocks and trees, all of them may hide enemies and do not allow them to slack off.
However, unlike them, Wang Yi and them rested well.
Because, there are war puppets guarding it.
War puppets are weapons, not flesh and blood, they don't need to rest, as long as they have vitality, they will silently complete the master's orders.
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The time came to noon the next day, and today, Wang Yi and they encountered a strong enemy.
The Tianya Bright Moon Sect from Tianya Mountain.
That's right, it's the force to which Liu Zaixing, who was taught by Wang Shao in the town inn.
Sure enough, the road is narrow.
Through the picture of the projection realm, Wang Shao even saw Liu Zaixing himself.
And, judging by the appearance, he is still the leader of the team.
"Wang Yi, not one remains. Wang Shao silently recited in his heart, and these words reached Wang Yi's ears through the replica King Tower.
"Yes, young master. Although Wang Yi didn't know how Wang Shao's voice came from, he still replied very respectfully.
Then he looked at the people of the Tianya Mingyue Sect with sinister eyes, and said in his heart: "Little cubs, the young master has spoken, and no one is left, although I don't know how you offended the young master, but since the young master has spoken, then I will definitely treat you well." ”
"War puppet legions, go, tear them up for me. Wang Yi roared, giving orders to the war puppet army.
Tear ......
Tear ......
When Wang Yi's words were finished, the war puppet army immediately rushed over, raised his hands to grab the disciple of the Tianya Mingyue Sect in his hands, lifted it into the air, and tore it hard, directly tearing it in half.
The shredding mentioned in Wang Yi's sentence is obviously shredding in the real sense, not simply killing.
After all, along the way, they also encountered a lot of enemies, and there were more than a dozen forces that they eliminated.
However, when he encountered those forces, Wang Shao didn't speak, only Tianya Mingyue Sect, Wang Shao spoke.
Wang Yi, who said that as a subordinate, understood how important it was to pat on the back, he directly used the most cruel method to tear the enemy to pieces.
Presumably, seeing such a picture, the young master must be very happy, right? Wang Yi thought so.
However, this is not the case at all.
The reason why Wang Shao said that was just because he had dealt with Liu Zaixing, and to see if his words could reach Wang Yi's ears through the copied King Tower.
There is really no intention to torture and kill the Tianya Mingyue Sect.
Wang Shao is not that kind person, he is very kind......???
"How can it be so strong?" Seeing that his junior brother was torn apart in an instant, Liu Zaixing was stupid and confused?
"Excuse me right, what kind of force is this?And what's going on with those metal puppets? So powerful? Why haven't I heard of them at all?" Liu Zaixing froze in place, seemingly unable to move again.
He is just a second ancestor who relies on the arrogance of his ancestors, where has he seen such a bloody scene?
After all, coming to participate in this martial arts conference was just a whim for him, and he didn't expect it to be so cruel and terrible.
At the moment, his legs were shaking.
The broken corpses of the juniors and disciples who had laughed with him lay in front of him like this, dead without blinking their eyes.
The internal organs, intestines and other disgusting things are even more dripping all over the ground, and the first glance makes people vomit.
"Kill...... Give me the slaughter to my heart's content......" Wang Yi kept commanding in the back, and the disciples of the Tianya Mingyue Sect gathered together and kept resisting, but obviously, looking at their undisciplined resistance, he knew that these people had no special training at all, and they didn't know how to unite at all.
They were sect disciples, unlike the soldiers of those dynasties, who were well-trained and more powerful in team combat.
For the disciples of the sect, fighting alone is their strength.
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