The body couldn't help shaking. Shuang'er looked at him incredulously and said in disbelief: "This... isn't it possible. Isn't Brother Zhuo the general marshal of Sizhou? Why do you want to..."
"Isn't that a temporary appointment when it is said that it is the general marshal of the four states? It's not an easan to say that it's not too much to call it use!"
The light flashed in his eyes, and he said solemnly with a cold and impermanent face, "The birds are gone, the good bow is hidden, the cunning rabbit dies, the lackey cooks! Now that the war in the five states is tight, the senior officials of the four states have no choice but to ask Housekeeper Zhuo to come out and lead the whole situation. But if this war is over, what is the general marshal of the four states? Sizhou is still the original Sizhou, but is Zhuo Butler still the original Zhuo Butler? How can you not see the danger here with the wisdom of housekeeper Zhuo?"
"Moreover, although the game of Housekeeper Zhuo is a wonderful game that directly beats the yellow dragon, it can immediately disintegrate the general trend of Zhongzhou, but at the same time, the combat power of the four states will also be disintegrated. The so-called mussels fight with each other, and the fisherman benefits. Butler Zhuo controls the whole situation. Who is he really planning for? It's very thought-consuming!"
Slowly touching his goatee, with a mysterious smile on the corner of his mouth, he walked away slowly, and sighed softly from time to time: "I really don't know if I will beat me up when I meet Housekeeper Zhuo in the future and know that I have weakened his death of both defeats? Alas, forget it. Let's push it to the master at that time. Who let our Luo family be so compassionate all the time? Do you think so, hehehe..."
Looking deeply at his deep and unpredictable back, Shuang'er's eyebrows trembled slightly, thought a little, and shook her head with a smile.
This bad guy has really not changed for so many years. I don't know if he should think more about the world's life...
Boom boom boom!
On the other hand, in the face of the constantly rushing crusade army, the invincible sword in his hand kept swinging and sending them to hell, but it was useless.
These people seem to be crazy people who are not afraid of death. They die one after another, coming one after another, and the source is endless. The invincible swordsman cut his hands soft, but it was still difficult to stop the sharpness of the dead man.
The other four sword kings were also completely dumbfounded. Generally speaking, even if they take action and deter them, those timid ordinary cultivators will not dare to take a step forward. But now there are so many strange things, and they are not afraid of death. Just like queuing up to grab the elixir, they rush forward.
This can't help but make these sword kings have an inexplicable feeling. What's wrong with these people in Beizhou? Are they crazy?
But they didn't know that it was not these people who were crazy, but Zhuo Fan's plan to kill them. They had already let them know that the victory of this battle would be made of dead bodies. And they are the ladder to victory.
Sometimes people are not afraid of death, but afraid of being worthless!
In the past, the sword king was too powerful. Even if they died, they could not hurt a single hair, so they did not dare to rush forward. But now, Zhuo Fan has given the answer. Nearly 100 million people's combat power has consumed them.
In this way, everyone's mood is different. Their death is valuable. They can get the heads of the invincible sword master and several sword kings, coupled with the cold and impermanent way of the closest group, which naturally instills in them the value of giving up their lives.
The more power you consume this group of monsters now, the safer your closest relatives will be. And maybe, you can get the first achievement!
In this way, if these people have the belief of victory, they will really become dead soldiers and are not afraid of death!
Boom!
Another group of dead soldiers fell down, but the undefeated swordsman was tired and pale, panting, spitting out two mouthfuls of red blood from time to time, but the injury was more serious.
"Ancestor, please take a rest first. Yuyu is coming!"
At this time, Baili Yuyu came to him just in time and stood in front of him. Because he had exhausted his strength, he was no longer persistent this time. He retreated along the steps and landed to rest with the help of the other three sword kings.
And those new dead soldiers were killed by Baili Yuyu. Although their mouths are still constantly provoking the invincible swordsman, now the old man has no more energy to consume with them, so he won't be that fierce donkey, pretending not to hear, and just adjust his breathing to heal the wounds.
Seeing this scene, Leng Wu's common Baili Yutian unexpectedly retreated and came up from the top of the sword king, so he immediately decided to send them from one team to five teams and five teams to increase their pressure. And those attacks, from all directions, were all smashed at the invincible swordsman.
Baili Yuyu had to protect his ancestors, and he was busy and even more tired.
There was no other way. Seeing this, the other three sword kings also had to follow. But you know, they themselves are still seriously injured. It's okay to deal with more than a dozen groups, but dealing with hundreds of groups at once will make their injuries worse, and it will be difficult to support them.
Fortunately, at this critical juncture, Baili Yulei and the prince Baili Jingtian also rushed here to help resist.
However, in the case of Baili Yutian's serious injury, two normal sword kings and three seriously injured sword kings were also a little weak in the face of the combined attack of the two states and the continuous consumption of hundreds of millions of dead reserves.
Although these dead soldiers can't hurt them, they constantly consume them, but they consume a lot of power. One day, two days, three days... After a long time, they feel dizzy, as if they are about to run out of power.
But at this time, they only eliminated 30 million dead soldiers, and there were twice as many people waiting behind them!
Completely unaware of the huge number of swordsmen, in the face of this inexhaustible opponent, finally fell into the most difficult danger.
It's not only the fatigue of strength, but also the spirit is much weaker!
"Damn Baili longitude, didn't you say that you could break through the border of Beizhou and support us soon? Why do we feel that all the combat forces in Beizhou have gathered here? Where did you go?"
Looking up to the sky and roaring, Baili Yuyu couldn't stop his anger and gritted his teeth fiercely. The rest of the sword kings also looked resentful, clenched their fists and their eyes were red.
They have always believed in the plan of a hundred miles of longitude, but this time, for some reason, they fell into such a dead situation. What's wrong with the four-state attack under the 100-mile longitude?
Everyone shouted in their hearts, and their eyes were full of confusion, but they didn't know that they were eager, but Baili Jingwei was much more eager than them!
"Crush, rush, rush, be sure to cross the border for me, tear open the mouth of Beizhou, at all costs!"
On the border of Beizhou, his eyes were red and his whole body trembled. He pointed to the smoke of the battlefield, and the sound of roared, which was endless. The white teeth rattled and were about to break in the mouth.
Zhuo Fan, you bastard, you actually set up such a poisonous plan to slay my back. The original appearance is absolutely endless with you!
And the ancestors, I don't know what's going on now. Six days... It has been besieged for six days, with nearly 100 million combat power and three magic swords. The ancestors will be fine.
At the thought of this, the pupils of Baili Jingwei became even redder, and he roared repeatedly: "Hong, at all costs, Chong to me, you bastard!"
Howl!
As his words spread, a dragon cry resounded through the sky. Dan Qingsheng pointed to the sky and slashed down. With a loud rumble, hundreds of masters below in the late Yuan Dynasty wailed and lost their lives in an instant. Even the border array was constantly shaking and difficult to maintain.
Ding Ding Ding!
The sound of the piano was pleasant to the ear, resounding in every corner of the battlefield, but soon the sound of the piano suddenly changed, turning into seven different swords, and flying fiercely to the crowd. With a bang, hundreds of masters were instantly cut into pieces, and their flesh and blood were blurred, and they were already dead.
Next, the sound of the piano soothed again, and the man in white still played the piano quietly on the battlefield, with an indifferent smile on the corner of his mouth.
"It's the King of the Sword. Beware of his seven-tone invisible sword!" A Beizhou worshiper recognized him and immediately shouted, but before his words were finished, there was a loud bang, which was instantly blown into pieces, and the flesh and blood flew across.
Shangguan Feiyun stood in the sky, put away his sword finger, looked at everything below coldly, and hummed, "The four sword kings on this battlefield, are you only careful of the sword king of Qinser? What does this look like? The other three of us are not human?"
"That's right, this Qinser Sword King can ostentate. What kind of piano is playing on the battlefield? Dese!"
At this time, the wine sword fairy also grinned and came to the upper official Feiyun. He said, "Shouldn't we also show our sense of existence? Otherwise, this lime will be robbed by this piano player. At that time, the Prime Minister Baili will blame him and say that we will not try our best. Anyway, I don't want him to keep nagging me in the future, hahaha..."
With a big laugh, the wine sword fairy immediately made a poof, and a mouthful of liquor had already spurted down, and then his eyes condensed, and he pointed down with a bang. The whole wine turned into a golden sea of fire, turned into a sword rain, swept across a piece, and instantly killed nearly a thousand masters.
Seeing this scene, Shangguan Feiyun couldn't help but be stunned and sighed, "Jique Sword Fairy, you are the enlightened Nanzhou Burning Heaven Swordsmanship, right? Sure enough, it's more convenient to kill or fire!"
"Alas, the past is unbearable!"
He couldn't help shaking his head helplessly, and the wine sword fairy couldn't help sighing: "In those years, I was friends with Murong Lien because of wine, and we were good friends. He also generously let me understand under the burning sword for a year, so that I can have today's achievements. But I didn't expect that time has passed, and I don't know if he will give me fine wine again!"
"Hmm, when you take over Nanzhou, isn't his wine all yours?"
"Alas, how can the wine given by friends and the wine stolen by robbers have the same taste?" With a bitter smile, the wine sword fairy's eyes were full of astun, and a faint sadness flashed in the depths of his eyes.
At this time, when I saw the two sword kings, they actually stood in the clouds and chatted. Baili Jingwei couldn't help but get angry. He pointed at them and shouted, "Shangguan Feiyun, Jiujianxian, did I ask you to come for a party? Why don't you give it to me?"
"Dah, I was caught by this kid's pigtail again. It's annoying!" Shrugging his shoulders helplessly, the wine sword fairy sighed and rushed straight to the border of Beizhou.
Shangguan Feiyun saw it and hurried to follow.
Panting heavily, Baili Jingwei was so angry that his body trembled.
These foreign sword kings are really unreliable. None of them care about it! Damn it, what should I do? It's been so many days, ancestor...
"Your Excellency, send a message over there!"
At this time, a messenger came to him and bowed down.
He quickly took the jade in the man's hand, and he couldn't wait to check the hundred miles of longitude. What's the news at such a critical moment?
But soon, he shook his body, and his eyes lit up.
That kid is actually missing and no longer in command of the four states? A good opportunity...