"None of the three great soldiers can match the one in that man's hand! How could this be? What kind of great soldier is in that man's hand?" Zhihuang stared at Bai Ye, his pupils rippling with endless fear.

He really didn't think that a Jin Dynasty existence could exert much power.

Even if the existence of this Emperor Jin Dynasty suppressed his cultivation.

And there is another place that makes him very puzzled.

That's how this Jin Dynasty person...how can he find Hongbing again and again!

Where did he get these soldiers from?

Counting all the red soldiers, he now has nine red soldiers!

Nine!

Only three great soldiers can gather 12 great soldiers!

This is something that many people can't even think of!

Others fought so hard for only one hand, but he had nine...

"Who is this person?"

The emperor looked solemn and secretly thought.

"Everyone, come again!"

At this time, the shouting started again.

These powers rushed towards the white night again.

But how can Bai Ye stay passively beaten?

He stared at the rushing mighty with expressionlessly, the sharp sword in his hand suddenly danced wildly.

Huhuhuhuhu...

A series of terrifying and terrifying sword aura burst out, swallowing those great abilities with the terrifying power to destroy the dryness.

All the mighties have their own magical powers.

Someone turned into a glare, galloping around, avoiding the horror sword stream.

Some people went directly to the ground, close to the white night.

Some people jumped into the stars and fell towards him.

Bizarre spells appear frequently.

The moves of these souls seemed fierce, but they were vulnerable to the death dragon sword aura that Bai Ye wielded.

After the sword qi passed, all people or things turned into grains of sand and all died.

On the contrary, the soldiers came blasting, but they couldn't cut Bai Ye's body.

The world looks solemn.

"Why Ye Yaojian, Frightening Sword, and Prison Sword Sword are invalid for this person?"

"I don't know!"

"Wait, there seems to be a thin film on the surface of this person's skin. This film seems to be some kind of energy... It is the energy of Na Hongbing!" A great power seemed to have insight into something, and his face changed immediately and he lost his voice. Call away.

"what?"

‘Is this person able to use Hongbing’s energy to defend himself? ’

"The bridge between him and Hongbing must have reached a very high level, otherwise this would not be possible!"

"And it's not just this, this person's powerful army can easily withstand the attacks of Ye Yaojian and the horror sword, and...even the characteristics of the Hell Sword are more than half offset by it! You guys should be aware of it! The characteristics of the prison sword, it can ignore the defense of anything, directly penetrate the defense, slash the body, and hollow out any existence! But now, the special effect of the prison sword does not appear. What does this mean? This shows that the prison sword is here. In front of the human army... it is useless at all!"

"This person...what kind of soldiers is he using?"

The people's complexion was dark, and their eyes were full of fear.

It was a great power who suddenly lowered his voice.

"Among the twelve red soldiers, perhaps only the red soldier has such power!"

"That Hong Bing?"

Everyone's scalp was numb, as if thinking of something, their faces were extremely ugly.

"What Venerable Thousand Smoke said...Is that the Dead Dragon Sword?"

The sound fell to the ground, and the surroundings were immediately silent.

Many people who were about to hit the white night again, stopped abruptly at this moment, and looked at the man inconceivably.

Dead Dragon Sword?

This is the leader of the twelve soldiers!

And it is said that this sword is strong when it is strong, which is very mysterious.

The person who gets this sword doesn't need much strength at all, and even the most naive person can easily control it.

With this sword, no matter how strong a person is, he has to weigh it.

Because any one of its attacks, no one can bear it!

"impossible!"

The emperor here coldly snorted: "When I talked with the bluestone ancestor before, he told me that the Dead Dragon Sword has been sealed by the people of the Shenji Palace! There is no chance to touch the Dead Dragon Sword at all! You! Said that this one in his hand is the Dead Dragon Sword, is it possible that this person also went to the Divine Machine Palace to plunder the Dead Dragon Sword?"

"Pillaging? Huh, why should he go to fight with the people of the Divine Machine Palace? Also plunder? Most of the people from the Divine Machine Palace give it!"

"He represents the Palace of Shenji?"

"Huh, he represents a fart! Good point, what does the Shenji Palace want to hand over the Death Dragon Sword to this Jin Dynasty existence? What's more, the Shenji Palace and Shangshenshan always enter the water without breaking the river and kill them on the mountain. No matter how fierce it is, the Divine Machine Palace has no right to intervene, nor will it intervene. What do they send someone to do here?"

These words left many people speechless.

"What's the discussion about this now? Even if it is really a dead dragon sword, don't you take it?" The Emperor snorted coldly.

"Yes, if this is really the Dragon Sword, everyone, do you think it means anything?" someone said again.

The people all around trembled and their eyes tightened.

Everyone knows what this means.

Those who can die the Dragon Sword are enough to challenge everything.

Even in the face of a few great soldiers, it is definitely worthwhile.

"Is this person my lucky star on the mountain? Not to mention bringing so many soldiers, even the dead dragon sword! Haha, is this to make me go up to the mountain to show a mighty power?" Longbeard can laugh.

"Oh, great power? Then you have to live it!"

"Don't get the sword, but lose your life, then you can really lose the madam and break the army!"

"These babes are not so good now."

Everyone talked about it.

But this time no one dared to go anymore.

The white night over there is simply invincible and unstoppable. The three soldiers not only did not suppress him, but were suppressed by him, and the more they killed, the more courageous they were.

People become more frightened as they fight, and become weaker as they fight.

In such a short time, this person has killed more than 400 souls.

Among them are ten horrible powers from the top of the mountain.

Seeing the existence of the Hong Bing, his face was very ugly, and he did not dare to move impulsively, and retreated one after another.

"What? Don't you want Hong Bing anymore?"

Bai Ye killed the surroundings into a vacuum zone, looked sideways at those mighty, and asked hoarsely.

Everyone is silent.

But when Bai Ye suddenly turned his sword, he said grimly: "Since you don't want to redo soldiers, then I will take it!"

When the voice fell, he waved his hand.

The Tyrant Sword, the Li Huang sword and the Shattering Spear flew together, stood beside him, and walked here with him.

hiss!

The crowds were able to gasp.

"What do you want to do?" Zhihuang snorted coldly: "Could it be possible that you still want to kill us?"

"Can't I kill?"

Bai Ye drank low, leaped forward, and actually rushed towards these powerful people.

The violent murderous intent hit the four directions.