"If the master is willing to take action, the family will definitely be saved." Su Yin said excitedly.

The name of the Medicine Monarch is extremely loud in the Eight Desolations Continent. Even a three-year-old had heard of him. In Su Yin's opinion, since Feng Dian is willing to take action, it is not a matter for the family to be in danger.

Who knew that Feng Dian shook his head at her, "Your master and I are just a mid-ranking blood king, and I can really be behind you with the people of your family." ”

Su Yin turned around and found that behind her, it was Jiang Jue who was standing.

Jiang Jue smiled slightly and said, "The wind is polite. The situation of the Xue family is not as optimistic, so let's set off now. ”

Feng Dian nodded.

After Jiang absolutely said goodbye to Sun Xiangtian and the others, he picked up Su Yin, turned into two streamers with the wind, and galloped towards a forest hundreds of miles away.

After a while, the three of them were over the forest. Feeling that someone was attacking, hundreds of powerful breaths suddenly erupted in the forest, and in an instant, nearly three hundred figures rose into the air, glaring at the comer, but found that the person at the head was Jiang Jue.

Nearly three hundred people immediately clasped their fists and shouted, "See the regiment commander." ”

These people were none other than the Dark Monks who followed Jiang Jue.

Nearly three hundred Blood King Stage powerhouses, six of whom were lower Blood Monarchs, actually saluted Jiang Jue respectfully. This scene deeply shocked Su Yin. She finally understood what Feng Dian had just said.

The reason why the Dark Monk Regiment did not appear in Huashan was because Jiang Jue, Sun Xiangtian and the others felt that if they hid this force, they might be able to play an unexpected role in the future.

Jiang absolutely shouted at all the members of the Dark Monk Order, "Someone makes a move on my family, what should I do?"

"No mercy!" the crowd shouted murderously. Someone dared to make a move on the head of the regiment's family, and they simply didn't know how to write dead words.

"Yes, there is no forgiveness for killing! The Dark Monk Regiment belongs, follow the head of this regiment to kill it!" Jiang Jue waved his hand and led all the members of the Dark Monk Regiment to rush towards the Wind and Snow Empire.

......

It was getting late, the Wind and Snow Empire, the Holy Blood City, and dark clouds shrouded the sky above the city, giving people a depressing and dull atmosphere.

In the Holy Blood City, there was a crowd of people, everyone was holding weapons and surrounded the city, some people were in pain, some people were unwilling, in short, everyone's faces were full of negativity.

Xue Feng, the head of the Xue family, led all the powerhouses in the Holy Blood City who had cultivated beyond the Blood Marquis stage, standing on the city gate, looking into the distance, with a worried face.

"I don't know if this time, my Xue family will be able to survive. Yukikaze lamented.

"Boom, boom, boom" The earth suddenly began to shake, and a loud noise shook the sky, and tens of thousands of soldiers rushed from a distance, aiming directly at the Holy Blood City. At the front of the army, a military flag stood tall in the sky, and the red military flag was written with a big cold character, which was the soldier of the Cold Wind Empire.

When the enemy army was still a hundred meters away from the Holy Blood City, it suddenly stopped, and the roaring footsteps were like a heavy hammer smashing on all the hearts in the Holy Blood City, shocking the souls.

"Listen to the people inside, surrender and don't kill! Anyone who resists, there will be no forgiveness!" The middle-aged man led by him, flapping his ink-colored wings behind him, looked down at everyone in the Holy Blood City in the air, and shouted murderously.

This person is Han Zhan, the iron-blooded general of the Cold Wind Empire, who was born with wings and unparalleled strength. He has practiced kung fu to the extreme, and his own cultivation has also reached the top blood king, which can be regarded as a strong party. He is known as the Yum General within the Coldwind Empire and claims to have never been defeated.

There were tens of thousands of iron horsemen behind him, and every one of them had reached the stage of blood strength. Among them, there are also 1,000 commanders in the Blood General Period, 100 battalion commanders in the Blood Marquis Period, and five generals in the Blood King Period.

The overall appearance of this team even surpassed that of the army personally led by Han Feng, the monarch of the Cold Wind Empire. It is a well-deserved king of the Cold Wind Empire.

Han Feng, the monarch of the Cold Wind Empire, led his army to push all the way and directly attacked the capital of the Snow Wind Empire. And Han Zhan was ordered by the cold wind to lead tens of thousands of iron cavalry to attack the major counties of the Wind and Snow Empire. Before coming to the Holy Blood City, there were already three county cities that had been breached by him, and the Holy Blood City would be the fourth!

When they saw that the leader of the army turned out to be Han Zhan, everyone in the Holy Blood City showed a look of despair. The first few battles were fought against the ordinary army of the Cold Wind Emperor, and the Holy Blood City could barely defeat it, but I didn't expect that this time it was the King Army of the Cold Wind Empire, how to fight.

"Don't listen to his lies, even if you surrender, you will only become a slave of the Cold Wind Empire. At the mercy of others, it is better to die in a vigorous battle. As the saying goes, those who are horizontal are afraid of the flute, and those who are afraid of the flute are not dead. As long as everyone does their best, there is a chance that there will be a turnaround. Yukikaze shouted.

That being said, there are a few people who are genuinely willing to die. Some of the monks in the Holy Blood City slowly lowered their heads, their eyes flashing, as if they had made a choice.

Han Zhan had already guessed Xue Feng's answer, because he had heard it many times.

"In that case, let's die!"

With the order of Han Zhan, tens of thousands of iron horsemen waved their weapons and rushed towards the Holy Blood City with a roar.

And the monks in the Holy Blood City, under the leadership of Xue Feng, also slaughtered the army of the Cold Wind Empire.

Just when the two sides were about to fight together, more than a dozen people suddenly rose up in the direction of Holy Blood City and shot at their comrades-in-arms.

The unsuspecting crowd lost more than 20 lives in just one breath.

"General Han Zhan, I surrender, don't kill me!"

"I surrender too, and this head is my vote. ”

"I have killed a total of three enemy soldiers, general, I sincerely return to the Cold Wind Empire. ”

Looking at the dozen or so people who suddenly rebelled, Xue Feng, who rushed to the front, had his eyes cracked and bloodied, and he was about to turn back and kill them, but was stopped by Han Zhan.

"Your opponent is here. Between the words, an iron fist slammed into Xue Feng's chest with a low air explosion.

While fighting with Xue Feng, Han Zhan also said to the monks of the Holy Blood City: "As long as you do the same as the surrenderer just now, kill a monk next to you, and exchange your life for your life." and you will submit to our army, and your lives will be saved. ”

Han Zhan's words made the monks who were already a little hesitant make up their minds, and in the team of monks in Holy Blood City, there were more than a dozen people with fierce eyes blooming and slaughtering their companions beside them.

In the face of life and death, many people give up their dignity just to be able to live.

More and more people in the team of monks in the Holy Blood City rebelled, and the team of thousands of people was less than half at this time. Face the fierce cold wind imperial army and the traitors who slaughter their comrades in a frenzy for their lives. Yukikaze's eyes were already showing a look of despair.

He knew that this battle of the Holy Blood City had been defeated, completely defeated. In less than a stick of incense, the whole battle will be over.

Just as Xue Feng closed his eyes and quietly waited for death to come, the breath of hundreds of strong people suddenly appeared in the distant sky.

After a few breaths, hundreds of streams of light streaked across the sky and appeared above the Holy Blood City. Xue Feng, who was already desperate, suddenly opened his eyes when he saw the appearance of the leader, and muttered in his mouth: "Jiang Jue!" A flame of hope suddenly ignited in his heart.

The people who came were none other than Jiang Jue and the Dark Monks. Knowing that the Xue family's situation was critical, Jiang Jue led the Dark Monk Regiment all the way to run wildly, and the journey that originally took two days was compressed by them to ten hours.

"Finally caught up. Jiang Jue wiped the sweat from his forehead and said.

The sudden appearance of these three hundred or so people made Han Zhan vigilant, especially when he felt that there were three hundred or so people, each of whom exuded a terrifying aura, his face changed slightly.

Han Zhan said politely to Jiang Jue: "Han Zhan, the iron-blooded general of the Cold Wind Empire, I don't know what happened to the sudden visit of the seniors and others. If there is something that can be used, just say it. ”

"You are the supreme commander of this attack on Holy Blood City, I happen to be looking for you. Jiang said unceremoniously in despair of Han Zhan.

"Senior, please. Han Zhan said respectfully.

"Take your people, get out of here now!"

"What?" Jiang Jue's words made Han Zhan a little stunned.

"Didn't you understand?" Jiang Jue frowned, and shouted in a cold voice: "I'll let you take your army and get out of here!"

"The words of the seniors are inevitably a little too arrogant, although you are all strong, but with the more than 300 people in front of you, you dare to threaten the tens of thousands of soldiers of our army, it is simply whimsical. Han Zhan sneered.

Ignoring Han Zhan's words, Jiang Jue counted to himself:

"One"

"Two"

"Three"

Before Jiang Jue's fourth could speak, Han Zhan angrily gave the order to attack the tens of thousands of soldiers behind him.

"Everyone, attack these three hundred people with all your strength and tear them apart for me!"

"Boom" tens of thousands of soldiers of the Cold Wind Empire, all in unison, all aimed at Jiang Jue and the Dark Monk Regiment to launch a long-range attack secret method.

Colorful beams of light converged into a rain of light, piercing the sky and heading towards the Dark Monks.

Although the long-range attack secret techniques they cast were all nothing more than low-level elemental light arrows. However, tens of thousands of warriors were used at the same time, and their power was comparable to that of the Heaven Rank Intermediate Secret Method.

Even against an army twice as large as them, it is more than enough. However, what they were facing was a group of dark monks composed of nearly three hundred Blood King Stage powerhouses and six lower Blood Lords!

Jiang Jue and Feng Dian didn't make a move, and stood aside to watch the battle. Nearly three hundred members of the Dark Monk Order joined forces to arrange a heavy spiritual shield, which easily blocked the light rain. Not a single person was injured.

Han Zhan's eyes shrank suddenly, knowing that he had hit the iron plate. Without the slightest hesitation, he directly ordered the army and performed his final trick.

"All the soldiers obey the order, and they are all in the blade formation!"