Two days later, Nanya Mountain.

Tianyuan Female Monarch Jimo Jiuxi led 500,000 Tianyuan soldiers to meet the 300,000 Huangquan ghost army of Fu Qiang.

The young monarch was dressed in red soft armor, wearing a cloak of the same color behind her, sitting on a horse, her expression was rare solemn and solemn, and she looked preoccupied.

"Your Majesty, don't worry too much, life and death are fate, and you can't hide from what you should come. ”

Jiuxi glanced at the Qingjun person next to him, the two walked side by side, Jiuxi said: "Zuo Xiang can see it, he is not afraid of life and death, but he doesn't want to be buried in this world." ”

The army went all the way south, mighty, the horses' hooves carried up and fell leaves, there was no wind to rely on, and they fluttered down, all fell to the ground, and finally annihilated to dust.

"Your Majesty is benevolent and loves the people, just like the wind that supports the leaves, and when the wind is there, the leaves rise. Jiuxi had no intention of listening to this compliment, she knew that Qin Sang said this, but it was just to comfort her.

Looking up at the fallen leaves not far away, all the way to the dust, and almost to the border. The thought drifted to another place, and the shadow of someone else appeared in front of me.

Dressed in a dark robe, he is arrogant and noble, and he has the power of a king standing in one place.

Jiuxi sighed faintly and said softly: "I don't know what happened to Jun Qianyu in Luojing." ”

Qin Sang thought about it when he heard this, it seems that this Feng Jun has not heard news for a few days, and the secret envoys he sent were all intercepted and killed by the Qiming ghost soldiers halfway, and he currently doesn't know how the battle in Luojing is.

"Feng Jun is unparalleled in bravery, no one in the world can beat him, and the minister believes that he will soon end the Luojing War and come to support His Majesty. ”

Jiu Xi still frowned: "No matter how powerful he is, he is only a mortal in the flesh, this battle, I only hope that he can return safely." ”

The two talked without a word as they walked, and they all knew that if this battle was won, the world would be unified, Haiqing Heyan would be peaceful. If it is defeated, it will be green mountains and white bones, and the prosperity of this world will never be seen again.

It's a pity that they all know that although they fight for their lives, they still don't win much.

On the battlefield, the situation is changing, and before the battle, Fu Qiang looked at the girl sitting on the horse opposite in front of the battle, and smiled.

He had some memories of being the young monarch of the Upper Realm God Clan, and when he recalled the past, he felt more and more that he had a lot of fate with his younger brother and the girl who grew up with the little girl in front of him.

However, he will eventually be just a wisp of Yuan Qiang's soul, he has not inherited Yuan Qiang's heart, nor has Yuan Qiang's appearance and character, he raised his hand coldly, and showed the things in his hand to Jimo Jiuxi, and saw that the girl monarch opposite widened his eyes, and the panicked, nervous and shocked color made him extremely happy.

Originally, the confrontation against the 300,000 ghost army was still unfazed, but at this time, when he saw the thing in his hand, he was confused, and he really had a deep affection for that person.

Fu Qiang was still holding the thing in his hand, his face looked extremely pale for some reason, inexplicably a little weirder, and said loudly: "Your Majesty, can you recognize this thing?"

After that, he raised it in front of his eyes and looked at it carefully: "According to the report of the person who handed over this thing to the widow, this thing is the belongings of your country's Fengjun, and the widow can't recognize it, and I ask Her Majesty the Lady to help the widow distinguish it." ”

Jiu Xi stared at the Xuanyu Sword in Fu Qiang's hand, which she gave him with her own hands, how could she not recognize it!

A touch of murderous aura gradually emerged from the nine pupils.

"Give him back!" was a word for all, full of anger and disbelief that she couldn't keep her composure.

How could he, die!

However, if something hadn't happened, how could the murderous protective weapon he had with him get into the hands of others.

Jun Qianjiao, did you really have an accident?

Okay, you want to protect me for the rest of my life? Now that you're just a ghost soldier, you're going to break your word, right?

The corners of her eyes were inadvertently stained with a hazy mist, and the girl's teeth opened lightly, and she spat out a sentence again, repeating: "Give him back!"

Fu Qiang snorted coldly, and handed the sword in his hand to the attendant next to him, who took the sword and shook his hand, almost not catching it, obviously ignoring the weight of this blade. Although he accidentally lost his temper, he is now just a ghost soldier who does not know whether he is alive or dead.

"Your Majesty, the sword, the widow will return you, as for the people, please forgive the widow for not being able to do anything!"

At this time, Fu Qiang's heart was extremely happy, and he already faintly felt that something big was about to happen. This sword was still sent by Langle on the way to Nanya Mountain. It is only said that the army of 300,000 people, and the Fengjun Jun of the Tianyuan Dynasty are all wiped out by the Meihe River.

Although he was surprised and annoyed, a mere mortal fetus actually let him lose 300,000 hard-earned ghost army, but it was obvious that as soon as Jun Qianyu died, the Tianyuan Dynasty would only be left with this fearless young monarch, and there would be nothing to worry about.

Even if her mother Ji Mowei and her predecessor Zhong Li Qianyue were here, he could send them all back to Huangquan with 300,000 Huangquan troops!

After all, this Huangquan Army is personally trained by the national teacher, and it can fight much more than the ghost army that went to meet Jun Qianjiao.

Jiuxi was stunned and watched the sword being brought to him, but he didn't even dare to pick it up.

Qin Sang looked at the girl who was trembling a little, with a trace of unbearability in his eyes, he took the sword in the hand of the ghost soldier, and another sword shadow slashed, and the ghost soldier's body was separated.

He cultivated the Buddha slaughter method, and it was naturally easy to deal with this ghost soldier. Putting away the long sword that had just come out of the sheath, he respectfully held the Xuanyu Sword in both hands, and said to Jiuxi with his eyes narrowed: "Your Majesty, Feng Jun is arrogant, and he definitely doesn't want this sword to fall into the hands of others." If he really leaves, he will definitely try his best to stay by His Majesty's side, and ask Your Majesty to accept this sword. ”

The girl was cold and murderous, and at this time she only stared at the sword fixedly, and only after a long time, she took it with a little trembling, and then raised it high, and said hatefully in her heart:

"Jun Qianjiao, if you don't die, that's fine, I'll wait for you to come back. If you die...... , then you wait for me, and when this battle is over, I will definitely go to you for an explanation. ”

"Jun Qianjiao, you said that you would protect my life, but you have broken your word. ”

Then Lang Ran raised his voice, and the sound entered the sky, and it reached the ears of every Tianyuan soldier: "Tianyuan soldiers listen to the order, today enlighten the ghost army, trample my country, kill me Chaofengjun, stir up the world and treachery, and cause trouble to the world, if this disaster is not removed, he will become a disaster in the future, if you have the heart to serve the country, follow me to get rid of the evil, and return my mountains and rivers to Qingming!"

The soldiers of Tianyuan were vigorous, and the huge military flags were hunting with the wind, and under an order, the two armies fought, with an unstoppable attitude, and the ears were full of axes and axes.

The soldiers of Tianyuan were just ordinary soldiers, how could they compete with the Huangquan army, which was neither dead nor injured? Seeing the soldiers who came out bravely behind him, they rushed forward with a resolute heart, and in the next breath, they were beheaded by the Huangquan army with one move.

Countless soldiers were killed by a single move before they could touch the enemy's armor. A large number of soldiers and soldiers flocked forward to confront the Huangquan army, and they fell slowly like autumn wind and falling leaves.

Before the red blood could flow out of his neck, he was sealed with a knife.

At this time, Jimo Jiuxi seemed to be red-eyed, she was holding the extremely heavy Xuanyu sword in her hand, and at this time she seemed to be dominated by hatred, and she effortlessly slashed the enemy soldiers in front of her under the horse.

She didn't think much about why she had taken the sword so easily, but thought it was him, helping her.

He must still be with her, how can he be willing to leave?

However, no matter how much she killed alone, she couldn't stop countless Huangquan troops from rushing forward and reaping the lives of Tianyuan soldiers without mercy.

She thought uncontrollably, was it that at that time, he was also facing this situation like her, so could he teach her, teach her, what should she do at this time?

On the battlefield, only she and Qin Sang could injure and kill the Huangquan Army, and the other Tianyuan soldiers had no power to fight back, so they could only be forced to endure the inhumane counter-killing of the Huangquan Ghost Army.

Jimo Jiuxi is like an off-string arrow, from the time it stabs at the Huangquan army, there is no room for maneuver. At this time, there is only killing in his eyes, as if the demon factor in his body has been awakened, and once he is removed from the cage, he can no longer be closed.

"Your Majesty, be careful!"

Jimo Jiuxi was bent on killing the enemy and moving forward, but countless ghost armies surged behind her to form an encirclement, trapping her inside.

The two of them faced the 300,000 Huangquan ghost army, and they didn't have to bother Fu Qiang to make a move, just the wheel tactics were enough to make them die of exhaustion.

Qin Sang looked at her red-eyed appearance, and saw that the victory or defeat on the field was a foregone conclusion.

I know that this time, I am destined to not be able to go back.

He smiled freely, no matter how recklessly the person in front of him moved forward, no matter how countless enemies around him, he only protected the girl's back and killed her happily.

Jimo Jiuxi, since I serve you as the Lord, I have said that it will make you have no worries, so I will definitely do what I say.

Fu Qiang was watching this good show with great interest, and he didn't care how many Huangquan soldiers were killed or injured at the hands of Jimo Jiuxi and Qin Sang, but when he saw the two of them in prison, it was like a battle of trapped beasts, and he felt extremely comfortable and satisfied.

But he didn't mind giving them another fatal blow, seeing that they had no power to resist, and could only watch the people he brought, the people he was bent on protecting, fall in front of their eyes one by one, that feeling was even more pleasant!

Therefore, he finally came on the field in person, killed the people in front of Jiuxi one by one, and then faced her Xuanyu sword, and with a bang, the tiger's mouth was numb.

Jiuxi didn't seem to feel pain, and every move was full of killing intent. Her previous kung fu was taught by Lang Le, which didn't come in handy, but her kung fu of killing people at this time evolved at will, and her moves were ruthless, just to take people's lives.

On the Nanya Mountain, corpses were everywhere, and the strong smell of blood was mixed with the wind, and I don't know whose resentment it provoked.

"Little monarch, do you remember the divination of the national teacher that day? This world is bound to be unified for me, and the little monarch still doesn't accept his fate?"

"Feng Jun who you care about in your heart, that person is dead, and you have no one to rely on. Your subordinates, thanks to your gifts, all died under my Huangquan Ghost Army, and after death, they will not return to the underworld and will not enter reincarnation, are you still satisfied?"

"Little monarch, in the past, you followed him, destroyed my Seven Star Pavilion, and took my position as the prince, although this revenge is not all mine, but there is still a share of me, and today I have also taken revenge, what do you think?"

Jimo Jiuxi's face was tense, and she didn't listen to a word of Fu Qiang's words when she was a little crazy on the other side, only to feel that Lingtai was gradually in a trance, and there was no discipline at all in every move, and she only relied on the only weak reaction to deal with it spontaneously.

With a careless move, Fu Qiang cut a stroke on his forearm, and then a sword was stabbed in his left chest, which happened to pass through the crimson hell flower tightly wrapped around the skin, and the red blood slowly flowed down from the flower's bloom, and the whole blood-stained Manzhu Sawa was even more fiery and bewitching.

"Invade our land, behead my soldiers, and kill without mercy——! Jimo Jiuxi struck a fierce blow, repelling Fu Qiang by a step, and exuding an unapproachable aura all over his body. The Xuanyu sword in his hand was slightly scarlet because he had drunk enough blood, just like the corners of Jiuxi's infected eyes, as if he was a madman.