Exceptional Sovereign Emperor Chapter 15: This is the crowd!

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"Young Emperor, this kind of bluff is useless to me. Look at the three brothers beside you. The panicked face has told me that there are no more people in your Vientiane Sect." The young man shook the sharp knife of the yuan in his hand, a look that saw everything.

At this time, the three brothers Bai Ren, Zhao Qiang, and Zhao Jian all stared forward.

The number of disciples of the hundred sword masters has exceeded expectations, and it is completely inconsistent with the information they know.

What's more terrible is that the opponent, along with the scarred youth, has six Nirvana realms and a hundred Xingyuan realms.

For such strength, let alone their Bashan City, even a large city with a Nirvana State under the jurisdiction of the Vientiane Sect cannot resist this force.

And, even if you ask Zongmen for help, it will take at least two days before you can reach Bashan City.

But the three of them found that Brother Lin Qian's face seemed to be very relaxed.

The original three thought that Lin Qian was bluffing, but looking at that look, it didn’t seem to be the case.

"Did my brother secretly ask Zongmen for help?" Bai Ren pinched the folding fan in his hand and speculated secretly.

"Indeed, Vientiane Sect did not come." Lin Qian's smile appeared on his face, his soul dissipated, his muscles relaxed, and a gesture of not preparing to continue his hands. "But my people are here."

The sun is shining, the sun is shining, and the ground in the whole square is extremely bright.

But after Lin Qian’s words were finished, small shadows appeared on the ground, and they continued to expand.

The shadow in front of Lin Qian, the fastest expansion, gradually formed a figure.

Boom!

When the sound of metal hitting the ground sounded and the crushed stone splashed, an Yingwu man wearing a black dragon and silver armor fell on one knee before Lin Qian.

Boom! boom! boom! boom!

The sound of falling heavy armor hitting the ground continuously sounded in the sky. A soldier wearing heavy armor and holding a spear fell on one knee and faced Lin Qian.

The general kneeling in front of Lin Qian is the guard general in the previous game, the strongest growing general he created by himself: Zhao Long!

The heavy armored lance soldiers kneeling around are one of the lowest basic units in the game empire, the lance soldiers.

Even if it is the lowest class of arms, Lin Qian’s previous life has also hit the best with money.

Heavy Armor Technology: Full Level!

Black Gun Technology: Full Level!

Life Technology: Full Level!

Attribute Technology: Full Level!

Lin Qian is very proud and very confident. If the world allows soul warriors in the meta-environment to form an army, his lowest-ranking army is also the strongest!

"There are more people than me? You have a hundred people, and I have a thousand people!" Looking at the scarred young man, standing at the spot trembling at the moment, Lin Qian laughed jokingly and waved his fingers Holding each other.

"Many soldiers, they are going to kill me. What should I do against such people?"

As soon as Lin Qian’s words were finished, Zhao Longmeng got up from the ground, his eyes were crimson, and he roared angrily: "Why, where did the evil barrier come from, how dare you have such a great disrespect to your majesty. If the crime is to be mortal, it is necessary to slaughter its Nine Clan and destroy its door."

"Kill!" Zhao Long, who was furious, immediately led a team of thousands from the sky, turned into a steel-like torrent, and rushed to the direction of Ba Daomen and the Li family.

In a flash, the two people collided together.

"Dare to form a realm, dare to..." A disciple of the Daomen Gate in Nirvana, looking at the cold eyes without emotion in front of him, armed with elemental weapons, erupted in Nirvana's powerful strength, and speared a gun in front of him The soldier slashed hard.

Qiao!

This disciple of the Daomen Gate in Nirvana, staring at the empty hands, froze.

"Why, I am Nirvana Realm, can't split the armor on Xingyuan Realm, the element is still flying?" Looking at the soldier who was cut to the ground by himself, he climbed from the ground unscathed, he Do not understand.

Poof!

The next moment, the black heads of several spears were stabbed from several directions at the same time, and together he broke the guardian spirit of his body and pierced his body.

The other Dadaomen disciples and the Li family were also horrified to find that the soldiers with no emotion in front of them looked like steel monsters.

The sharpness of the spears can easily break their body-protecting soul power, and the armor is strong. Their attack can only draw a white mark on the opponent.

And among this group of people, the strongest one has a scar young man, and he wields a sharp knife in his hand frantically, and the knife-mand formed by the condensed soul power is constantly chopped on Zhao Long.

Zhao Long, who was holding a silver gun, just walked toward the scarred youth with terrifying looks, and he couldn’t avoid it when facing the Soul Force knife.

However, this massive attack eventually turned into black smoke wrapped around Zhao Long, and gradually dispersed.

"Impossible, how is this possible." The Scarred Youth looked at Zhao Long who came to him, desperately giving up resistance, letting the sharp knife fall to the ground in the hand, and finally collapsed into a red knife and a metal ball.

Staring at the dazed scared young man, Zhao Long's face was full of disgust: "Just like your garbage, dare to offend Diwei and die!"

The words fell and Zhao Long raised his gun and pierced the heart of the young man with scars.

Crushing, this army descended from the sky, completely crushed the disciples of Badaomen and the Li family from all aspects.

People at Dadaomen appeared one after another, threatening to slaughter the city and plunging everyone present into despair.

Follow it, and follow the orders of Lin Qian’s army. It’s so easy to crush this fear.

"Today, the weather is really good." Ye Nanxin looked up at the sky and murmured.

And in a dark and dark water cell, a man covered in blood and scars was imprisoned in a dark and dark water cell far from Bashan City.

Beside the water cell, a beautiful woman, Lihua looked at the man in the cell with rain: "Brother Lin, what should I do, I regret it so much that we should not come back."

"A little bit of bitterness, they won't kill me. But Xiaoyun, no matter what they say, can cure Qian'er Wuhun, don't agree, don't tell them where Qian'er is."

"I would rather he be a waste person. Ordinarily, through his whole life, he would not let his son get involved." The woman nodded to the man, her eyes full of sorrow and thoughts, "I don't know how Qian'er is doing, now. ."

In the Ye Family’s Chamber of Deputies, people with faces and faces in Bashan City are all flatteringly surrounded by a teenager, serving tea and water, pinching their shoulders and thumping their legs.

Lin Qian, unaware of his parents’ suffering, let everyone fall apart with frustration: "What are you doing around me, go sit down!"

Lin Qian’s words just came out, and everyone immediately flew out like a whirlwind, and sat down in the deliberate hall honestly.

"This matter, for the enemy, is finally a bit wrong." After seeing the people sitting down, Lin Qian stood up and nodded to them, "I am the inspector of Bashan City this time, Vientiane Zong Lin Qian, Called the Young Emperor."

"Tomorrow the Bashan Vientiane Trial will continue to be held, and each family will receive an additional quota to participate in the competition. The reward quota for the competition will also increase accordingly."

After Lin Qian finished his speech, everyone was happy.

But when Lin Qian finished speaking, it was all black, and he fell towards the ground.

Before losing consciousness, Lin Qian only saw Ye Nan rushing over anxiously.