In the sky above Yanyu City, Xu Zishuang faced fourteen military souls at the peak of martial arts alone.

She didn't seem flustered, because in the battle just now, she had completely believed it.

Chu Qianqiu is invincible and beyond common sense.

Even if it is a clone of the martial ministers, it is the same.

No one can defeat him.

Xu Zishuang seemed to have become the most fanatical convert, and in the face of so many martial arts and military souls, she still shouted unhurriedly:

"My lord, please command."

"You can also try it, try it with this set of swordsmanship."

Chu Qianqiu's cultivation is now getting deeper and deeper, and he is also groping for how to quickly become stronger than his subordinates.

For the masters of the martial arts realm, he has a new way, in addition to directly improving their divine souls, he can also give them the spiritual imprint of relevant martial arts.

These spiritual imprints can allow the opponent to master relevant moves in a short period of time and improve their own combat power.

Although the spiritual imprint will be lost, they will be able to master it if they use it a few more times.

"Lord, what kind of swordsmanship is this?"

Xu Zishuang asked in surprise, she could understand that the sword momentum transmitted by Chu Qianqiu was a powerful peerless skill that was not inferior to the "Spring and Autumn Sixty-Four Slashes".

"Hongchen Sword Technique, you haven't cultivated the Seven Emotions Technique, and you can't exert the greatest power, but it's okay to use a sword momentum."

Chu Qianqiu said casually.

Just use these martial arts pinnacles to feed the moves.

The Zhenbei army seemed very cautious, they didn't know Xu Zishuang's purpose, Jing Ming didn't show up, he was like the most secure general, putting himself in the safest place, and at the same time commanding the army soul to test Chu Qianqiu's strength.

"Martial Saint first!"

"The wounded soldier hurried to heal his wounds and summoned the military minister again."

Jing Ming was in the middle of the military formation, so he ordered the martial saint to make a move.

Jing Ming gave an order, and saw a martial saint holding a sword, open his eyes, and kill with a knife.

Sixty-four slashes in the Spring and Autumn Period - Ji Zi hangs the sword!

The military soul of the military array likes to use Ji Zi to hang the sword the most, focusing on faith and righteousness, not giving up on life and death, and directly cutting off the road of life and death with a knife, which is not as insidious and weird as the palace struggle.

Cut life and death with one sword!

Because the military soul of the military formation generally does not pay attention to strength, and if it is broken, it will be broken, and they do not cherish their martial appearance like other martial artists, but they like to use desperate moves.

[Lord, I can't stop it! 】

Xu Zishuang herself has also studied "Spring and Autumn Sixty-four Chops", and is the orthodox heir of the Duke of Xu, she knows how terrifying this knife is.

One is the military soul at the peak of the martial arts, and the other is the martial artist at the level of the gathering phase, and the gap between the two sides is heaven and earth.

Xu Zishuang is a proud figure, and it is still too far from such a military soul.

Can you resist this terrifying sword momentum just by relying on the Red Dust Sword Technique?

[The lord says you can, then you can.] 】

[You have to believe in the Lord, that is, believe in me. 】

Chu Qianqiu still didn't take these military souls in his eyes, he could release almost the same number of martial arts clones alone, and even take a few more [Jade Buddha Pendants] to do a game with these military spirits.

He just wanted to see what other means the Zhenbei Army had besides these military spirits.

Before King Jing controlled the celestials, he probed enough in one breath, and then killed them cleanly.

"The lord said I could, I could."

Xu Zishuang's eyes flashed with a strange light, which was absolute trust in the Lord.

She held the [Guiyi Divine Sword] and slashed out with a sword.

Red Dust Sword Trick - Can't Help It!

The red sword qi dyed the entire sky blood-red in an instant, and the feelings suppressed in Xu Zishuang's heart quickly spread, turning from love silk into sword qi, and each sword qi was so lingering and compassionate.

Chu Qianqiu transmitted her mana from the remote to Xu Zishuang's body, and then she delivered a fatal blow to ensure that the military soul was defeated.

The sword qi was intercepted by the love silk, and it shattered inch by inch.

Wu Sheng just wanted to raise his sword to fight again, but found that the love silk had been wrapped around his body through the sword qi.

The most terrifying thing about this move [Can't Help It] is that the moment you can collide with the enemy's move, locate the location of the place, and return the three thousand love threads to the other party.

The body of the Martial Saint collapsed.

The relevant soldiers of the Zhenbei Army suddenly remembered their first love, and remembered the beautiful and sour bitter love when they first fell in love.

The iron-clad soldiers, the soldiers who should have been murderous, were infected by the love thread and couldn't help crying.

In a military camp, crying was everywhere.

What a terrifying sword intent!

Jing Ming's face changed, and he immediately waved the military flag and ordered the rescue:

"Use Reira!"

The special ritual music guard began to play the movement of Confucianism - [Dawu]!

The example of the martial arts master using spiritual infiltration to suppress other soldiers in one go has long been a routine on the battlefield, how to fight these aftermaths.

The majestic music was played in an instant, and those soldiers who were immersed in grief immediately lifted their spirits and reunited their martial forces.

[The quality of the Zhenbei Army is not bad. 】

Seeing this, Chu Qianqiu didn't mean to attack in advance, and said with some surprise.

[Lord, if it is according to the tradition of the Shenwu Army, now the major families in Yanyu City, the medicine shops, and the pills of the Treasure Pavilion have all been collected by the Zhenbei Army. 】

[So the strength of the soldiers has made good progress. 】

Xu Zishuang thought about it for a while, and according to the style of the Shenwu Army, she elaborated on the changes in the Zhenbei Army.

When the armies of the past dynasties were fighting, they liked to rob the bazaar, and the bazaar was the storehouse of the army.

Once the time came for war, the merchants would be sacked by them if they did not have the hands and eyes to reach the sky.

Gain's army needed a lot of supplies, whatever it was, it would be in short supply as soon as there was a war.

In the past, Xu Guogong went to the Shence Army, also because the Shenwu Army wanted to defend Beijing, and it was difficult to make contributions, and then he took the Shenwu Army to grab a handful of fat.

A small city can make an army rich, let alone a big city like Smoke and Rain City.

The things of the Treasure Pavilion were all snatched away, and there were hundreds of spirit soldiers and treasure armor, and the backbone officers had one copy each.

So the current Zhenbei Army is very demoralized.

"I see, let's see what else they can do."

Chu Qianqiu said with a smile.

"The traitors of the Zhenbei Army."

"Whatever moves you have, you must use them all."

"Otherwise, if you lose at that time, don't blame me for being unkind."

What an arrogant act one man provoked an army of 130,000.

The soldiers of the Zhenbei Army glared angrily and shouted in unison:

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

The three earth-shattering killing words seemed to add a thick layer of armor to the military soul of the Zhenbei Army, and the military soul became stronger.

The soldiers are willing to bear a greater price to make the military spirit stronger.

"Okay, that's what it sounds like."

Chu Qianqiu's eyes lit up and continued to applaud them.

He came to test the intelligence, so he naturally wanted to see more methods of the Zhenbei Army.

Originally, the two martial ministers were defeated, and there were still thirteen left.

But if the military spirit of the military array is so easy to deal with, how can it be terrifying?

After a while, the two military souls that had been defeated by Chu Qianqiu just now rose into the air again.

If you don't really inflict heavy losses on the army, these military spirits will recover again and again, and completely grind the enemy to death.

Now Jing Ming is also clear about Chu Qianqiu's strength, and he doesn't intend to hide it.

"Fusion."

Jing Ming finally made a move, and a fire dragon drilled out of his eyebrows.

At the same time, he integrated the fifteen military souls of the pinnacle of martial arts into the fire dragon.

With the blessing of an army of 150,000, this fire dragon was enough to raise the temperature of Smoke and Rain City by more than ten degrees.

Because this is a genuine, celestial-level fire dragon.

Red Fire Pure Yang Gong - Fire Dragon Spit Pearls!

Chu Qianqiu couldn't help but smile a little:

"You're really father and son."

"General Chu, the old man wants you to bury my son!"

Jing Ming snorted coldly.

Try to make three more today

(End of chapter)