Long Xiangtian looked around at the soldiers around him. It looked like there were about 20,000 of them. He grinned and said, "How about this? I'll give you a chance. If you surrender to me, I won't kill you. How do you think?"
After listening to Long Xiangtian's words, the two groups of soldiers were stunned. They didn't expect that this man would have such an idea? They were all elites in the country and had been trained for an unknown period of time. How could they possibly join them
Just as the general was about to laugh, he saw a fat man coming over, knelt respectfully and said, "Respected sir, if you can help us defeat these inhumane people who kill without blinking an eye, I am willing to lead more than one million people in the country to surrender to you."
Listening to what this person said, Long Xiangtian smiled, turned around and looked at Si Xin and chuckled: "You are the princess of Tuqi. You should have a slight understanding of the surrounding countries, right?"
"Well, I don't know. What does Brother Xiangtian want to ask?"
Si Xin looked at Long Xiangtian with some doubt, and her puzzled look was really pitiful.
Yunniang looked at it for some reason, and a kind of jealous smell began to spread in the venue. After all, she also had an intelligence organization, and she knew about these two countries. Why didn't she ask herself? Yunniang, sitting on the back of the giant rhinoceros, pouted a little. Long Xiangtian naturally knew it. He smiled and reached out to touch her little head without saying anything else.
He turned around and looked at Si Xin and said with a smile: "Which of these two countries is good and which is bad? You decide for yourself."
Si Xin couldn't help but be stunned. Looking at the two countries, he smiled helplessly and said, "If it's good or bad, there is no good or bad. After all, people in this battle don't care about anything."
After listening to what Si Xin said, Long Xiangtian also smiled, looked at the king, and said with a faint smile: "How about you two countries shake hands and make peace? How about going to Dongyu together?"
After hearing what Long Xiangtian said, the two kings were shocked. Dongyu was a fairyland. How could they go there? They all kowtowed and said, "We are willing to return to our country today to prepare for the migration. How do you think?"
After listening to what they said, Long Xiangtian nodded, turned around, looked at everyone and said with a smile, "Let's go to their country for a while first, and then we can go together, how about it?"
"My Lord, we have no other intentions!"
Listening to what these people said in unison, Long Xiangtian nodded with satisfaction. Without any hesitation, he turned around and followed the king, heading towards their country. At this time, these soldiers had already been sent down and began to get busy with various things.
In this camp, Long Xiangtian also felt the clamor of war, so charming and intoxicating. He squinted his eyes, felt the surrounding environment, nodded with satisfaction, smiled at the king and said, "How long have you been running this country?"
"Oh, not much time. It was just that we were blessed by the Eastern Emperor and survived for a few hundred years."
When the king said this, Long Xiangtian nodded with satisfaction. It seemed that this country was once a member of the Eastern Emperor's power. In this way, bringing it to Dongyu would be more legitimate.
Looking at the king, feeling the power in his body, he nodded with satisfaction. He was also a master in the late stage of the Profound Realm.
Just at this moment, I saw a raging fire on the other side of the camp. I felt the aura and it was obviously Xiao Chichi's fire. What happened? Could there be any changes
He frowned slightly, turned his head and grinned at the king and said, "Wait for me here, I'll go over and take a look."
As he said this, Long Xiangtian flew up and in an instant he arrived at where Xiao Chichi was. Looking at Xiao Chichi's appearance, he raised his head and looked at the man in front of him. The clothes on his body immediately made Long Xiangtian's calm heart surge. He grinned and sneered, "You people from Jian Qingzong are really tired of living. Xiao Chichi, kill the other disciples of Jian Qingzong who are out for training, and leave this man to me!"
As soon as he said this, he swung out a sword. In an instant, it seemed as if the space was cut open by the sword, and in an instant he was not far in front of the elder of the Jian Qing Sect.
Looking at the elder of Jian Qing Sect, he grinned and instantly killed him with a sword. The familiar power and familiar sword moves made people unable to calm down.
Long Xiangtian clenched the sword in his hand, and instantly killed through the flaw in the sword move. After all, he had been in the Jian Qing Sect before, so he was quite familiar with some sword moves.
Seeing the elder stunned, the sword technique in his hand changed. It was definitely not Jian Qingzong's sword technique. It was a martial art that no one knew where it came from. Maybe it was something he had realized through Zen
But, for Long Xiangtian, as long as he put on that clothes, it would be a provocation to himself.
With a cold grin on his face, he put away his sword in an instant and a long stick appeared in his hand.
Suddenly, there were shadows of sticks all over the sky, breaking through the air and instantly breaking the sword technique. After all, he had honed his stick technique for a long time, and even the general high-level martial arts could not match it.
With the blessing of the Hunhai Fantian Stick, it was like an overwhelming momentum, which made people even more frightened. He turned around, put the long stick in his hand behind his back, and began to condense some green energy in the palm of his right hand. As it slowly circled around, he grinned at these slightly panicked elders and said with a smile: "Do you know why I want to kill you so much?"
"Why?"
The Jian Qing Sect's elder asked with a puzzled look on his face, looking at Long Xiangtian with a murderous look on his face with fear in his heart.
"Because, it's very simple, you are from Jian Qing Sect, so you must die!"
Suddenly, a massive wind blade came rushing towards him!
The elder of the Jian Qing Sect who was staring at Long Xiangtian was about to resist, but he saw that the space around him seemed to be cut into pieces by this palm.
Because the Storm Palm with the Killing Formula added to it was like a martial art specially created for killing, in an instant Long Xiangtian saw the elder of the Jian Qing Sect turned into pieces of meat and scattered all over the ground.
When he saw the elder of Jian Qing Zong die, he didn't even have time to bleed, because Long Xiangtian didn't want him to bleed, otherwise, it would dirty his martial arts.