Thunder Martial

In a vintage castle with a gorgeous conference hall, there are more than two dozen heterosexuals sitting in the hall at the moment.

They are all 9th level and represent the highest power in the world.

“How dare the Divine Nation of the District provoke us so much that he must be killed!” A radical middle-aged man said.

“That man is fierce and has killed many of us, with little fighting power.” Another person said that the eyebrows were tight.

“So what? We have countless warriors, under constant siege, who want to die, unless he is an angel!” The former voiced again, "as for the gods of the divine realm, as you must know, long ago died. ”

“Khan Jing, don't be impatient, that man is more powerful than you can imagine, but with more than a hundred people, you can't help but destroy many of our men with zero casualties!” Another voice.

“Yes, the man is too strong, too sharp, but it's better to be careful. ”

“Yes, we'll discuss it. ”

Others persuaded.

A bang, the case of the Ninth God King named Khan Ding started, drinking: “There is nothing to discuss, as long as there are many people, there is no battle that cannot be won! If you don't want to go to war, give it to me and I'll go to war. ”

“Khan Ding, give people small things, we are worried about your comfort. ”

Khan Jing interrupted each other's words directly and said indifferently: “Nonsense, either you give it to people or you fight! ”

“I wonder how many men you intend to take to war?” Someone immediately asked.

“A thousand families! ”

There are more than twenty people sitting here at this moment, and a thousand people in a family are more than 20,000, which is a huge number. Even deep down, there are countless 9th level god kings, but they can't resist losing 20,000 numbers at once.

“Five hundred, up to five hundred, or we'd rather not fight.” The first person who spoke hesitated said.

The sweat glistened at them, flashing in their eyes, and lazy to compare them, "Okay, that's 500 families! ”

A family of 500, that's more than 10,000 9th God King armies, still horrible.

The meeting soon dispersed, Khan Ding first left, before leaving, he swept through several people in the field, said a coward, then spit a strong sputum on the ground.

These people are so tiny and ugly, but they seem a little afraid of sweating and not daring to attack.

As a result, Khan Ding was more proud and left with a laugh.

When he left to ask, the original ugly face immediately curled his expression, and several of his faces revealed an unnamed laugh.

More than 10,000 troops, quickly assembled, headed for the periphery, led by Khan Ding.

Half a month later, this army met the Purple Army.

All but Purple were surprised when they saw each other's Level 9 Divine King Army.

Monks and other people are only seven grades. It's not a problem to deal with a grade 9, but the current number of grades 9 is more than 10,000. How can you fight this?

The same goes for Mitty, who brings in too few, though elite, people.

She did not expect that merely going deeper into this place and encountering such a presence would undoubtedly amount to a great showdown.

Compared to other people's changing faces, purple faces show a smile, the battle cannot last so long, someone is always needed to break the game.

At the moment, this man is here.

He looked at the Khan Ding, and the Khan Ding stared at the Purple Ding coldly and drank: “That's you, lead the team to destroy our people? ”

“Exactly. ”

Zi Zheng walked forward.

“Heard you still have one side, fighting my people?” Khan Jing asked again, and the voice remained indifferent.

“Exactly! ”

Purple stepped out and paused, looking at the sweat stings.

“Good, my legion of 10,000, after killing you mutton fish, will overthrow your power!” Khan Ding said coldly, "Your people will be my people's food! ”

Purple smiled and said, “You don't have a chance. ”

After that, a glow appeared in his hand, which turned into a long bow and a feather arrow through the celestial needle.

Purple curved bow and arrow.

The energy of the heavens and the earth flows towards the purple, centered on the purple, and thousands of feet in the circle become an energy vortex, and he is the center of the vortex.

Sensing this fluctuation, Khan Jing shouted. For the first time in his heart, he was not confident. He was supposed to go straight ahead and kill Zi Xin, but at this moment he chose to defend himself.

buzz

His defense was fully activated, while his heart was infuriated, thinking that after blocking the blow, he would definitely make the opponent look good.

He pushed the defense to its limits, which made him feel relieved that the pressure around him was dissipating a lot.

The Heavenly Spirit Needle has accumulated its strength, and the Purple Spirit has released its arrows.

Feather arrows flew out, leaving a black crack in the air that stretched directly into the sweat bell.

The banging, the sweating defense broke, the feather arrow hole penetrated his heart, his proud armor was also pierced in a moment.

A bloody hole appeared in his heart, and his chances of survival disappeared with the outflow of blood.

He stared wide-eyed and stared in horror at the purple in front of him. In his gaze, the purple was becoming blurred and disappeared the next moment.

His body fell.

Before the battle began, the Lord would be shot with an arrow, which caused confusion in the ranks of 19,000 and 19,000 in the rear.

Fortunately, they are not true soldiers, nor do they need the Lord to inspire ferocity from the bones.

Powerful killing machine surge, this past 10,000 level 9 god king, will come towards purple killing.

Wum!

The void shook, and then the space began to distort, turning into countless pieces, and a huge black hole descended from the sky, instantly covering them.

Zijuan unfolded the world, his biggest killer!

Between the turns, the great armies of the Ten Thousand Divine Kings disappeared, and the black holes returned to normal.

Mitty at the rear and her angel guard, dumb and near-petrified.

They went all the way down, and the biggest crisis, it just dissolved.

What technique is that black hole actually capable of swallowing ten thousand divine kings in one go?

Looking at the purple face, it does not appear to have consumed too much at all, as if they had never seen purple consumed by the battle before.

Until this king's army is destroyed, Purple is no longer moving forward, but standing in place.

Nobody knows what Zijuan thinks.

A light came from afar. It was a heterosexual race, also of the ninth grade. At this moment, his face was still frightened and he hugged his fist with a purple fist and said: "Hend has seen the Lord! ”

Purple looked at Hend and said, "Say what you want. ”

“It is also hoped that the adults will be able to withdraw.” Hend said directly.