Faced with the ridicule of the Marshal of the Blood Prison and the ridicule of many **** kings and generals, Patriarch Songhe was not angry at all.

The other four patriarchs are also very calm and calm, with inexplicable smiles on their mouths, appearing extremely confident.

The five thousand children and captives were also very calm and did not show fear.

It's just that the two thousand captives, seeing the Marshal of the Blood Prison and many **** kings and generals, were somewhat ashamed and shameless.

The Marshal of the Blood Prison stared at the patriarchs of the five clans and frowned when he saw their reaction like this.

"Where does their confidence and courage come from, they dare to be so calm and even confident in the face of this coach?

Apart from these five forces, do they have a stronger backing? "

This thought flashed through the head of the Marshal of Blood Prison, inevitably thinking of the Sword God.

At this moment, the two generals beside him suddenly exclaimed, pointing at the prisoners among the Songhe disciples, and shouting: "Look, everyone, isn't that ours?"

"Didn't it mean that the four reincarnation gods and the eight thousand army were all killed by the Songhe tribe, and they didn't leave a living?

Look, there are many of those Songhe people who are our soldiers! "

The exclamation of these two generals attracted everyone's attention.

More than twenty **** kings and powerful people followed their reputations, even the Marshal of the Blood Prison frowned, casting cold eyes.

really.

Among the five thousand Songhe disciples around, at least two thousand were once soldiers under the command of the Blood Prison Marshal.

Those two thousand soldiers were stared at by the Marshal of the Blood Prison and many generals, and they had to endure the contemptuous eyes of more than ten thousand soldiers, and they were immediately ashamed.

Due to the oath of heaven, they could not turn the battle and return to the camp of the Blood Prison Marshal.

But their inner moral standards and loyalty make them feel very embarrassed, and they want to find a place to sew in.

The Blood Prison Marshal's face turned dark, his eyes became increasingly gloomy and cold.

But he did not get angry at the two thousand prisoners, but stared at the patriarch Songhe, and shouted in a deep voice: "Song Hetao, you are really bold, and you are not sorry to die!

You left two thousand prisoners behind, forced them to fight, and pointed your sword at your old brothers and friends.

You are really mean and shameless!

This is also humiliating this handsome!

You are done!

If this commander does not break your body into pieces today, he will not be able to give an explanation to the soldiers! "

A strong man with the identity and realm of Marshal of the Blood Prison, coupled with a calm personality, of course would not casually swear in public.

But the weight of his words and the hatred revealed still make people shudder.

Patriarch Songhe didn't panic at all, anyway, there was a sword **** standing behind him, and his heart was stable.

He smiled calmly and said to the Marshal of the Blood Prison: "Marshal of the Blood Prison, who is more despicable and shameless? Everyone knows it well, why should you be arrogant?

If it weren't for the aggressive leadership of Styx, who wanted to kill our clan, why would we meet each other?

In addition, since we have set up this big formation and are here to fight you decisively, we never thought of letting you leave alive! "

The Marshal of the Blood Prison sneered with a grin, showing an expression of extreme contempt, already disdain to refute Patriarch Songhe.

The **** kings and generals around him laughed unscrupulously, and ridiculed Patriarch Songhe.

"Hahaha...Song Hetao, are you afraid of losing your mind?"

"Only with you, we will kill you in less than half an hour! You will not last ten rounds even more under the sword of the General Marshal!"

"Song Hetao, if you still have some self-knowledge, you can quickly surrender and kneel down to beg for mercy!"

"Yes! Song Hetao, now you kneel down and beg for mercy, the generals can still give you a decent way to die.

Once the war starts, you can only be wiped out and there is no bones left! "

The Marshal of Blood Prison no longer paid attention to Patriarch Songhe, his inner anger and murderous intent had already accumulated to the apex.

He looked at the captives in the crowd, and said in a majestic tone: "Although you were forced to surrender in order to survive and fight for the Songhe Clan, the commander does not punish you.

Maybe Song Hetao, a despicable and shameless person, controlled you in any way.

This coach does not require you to turn to the side, now you only need to retreat to the edge of the big formation and stand by.

This commander wants you to see with your own eyes what a tragic end to the Songhe clan traitors! "

The two thousand prisoners were moved inexplicably when they heard these words.

There are many soldiers who subconsciously bow and salute to thank the Marshal of the Blood Prison.

However, when they thought of the terrifying oath of heaven, they forcibly suppressed those thoughts.

Under the gaze of everyone, they were very embarrassed, hesitated and silent, and did not move.

Seeing the captives react like this, the Marshal of the Blood Prison was completely angry, and his face turned black and angrily rebuked: "A group of **** who are greedy for life and fear of death, have your loyalty and courage been eaten by dogs?

Since you disobeyed this commander's order and wanted to kill your former comrades-in-arms, the commander did not show mercy and beheaded all of you as military law! "

At this point, the Marshal of the Blood Prison ran out of patience and immediately waved his hand to issue an offensive order.

"kill!"

Following the order from the Marshal of the Blood Prison, 14,000 soldiers followed with a roar ~lightnovelpub.net~ burst into the sky with killing intent.

Even if it was suppressed by the invisible divine power, its strength was greatly weakened.

But their morale was like a rainbow, waving their swords very stubbornly, and launched a counterattack against the surrounding five thousand Songhe disciples and prisoners.

Patriarch Songhe no longer wasted time, brandishing his sword and gave the order to attack.

Three thousand disciples of the Songhe tribe and two thousand prisoners immediately formed a battle formation and joined forces to launch an attack.

The patriarch Songhe and the patriarchs and elders of the four clans were not idle either, and they all joined the battle first, and attacked.

On the side of the Marshal of the Blood Prison, in addition to 14,000 soldiers, more than 20 **** kings and generals also participated in the battle.

Even the nine divine ships released divine power beams and artillery fire one after another, launching a fierce attack.

Only the Marshal of the Blood Prison stopped in the sky, looking down at the battlefield, with a posture that everything was under control.

Seeing, this battle of more than 19,000 people is about to begin.

Both sides released the divine light and shadow that covered the sky and the sun, and the most intense collision was about to begin.

And the result of the battle between the two sides must be that the five ancient clans suffered a lot and suffered heavy casualties.

But at this moment, the colorful mask with a radius of 20,000 miles suddenly released tens of thousands of colorful sword lights, and thousands of lightning beams, blasting towards the army under the Marshal of the Blood Prison.

Forty thousand colorful sword lights and six thousand thunder light beams are more shocking and dazzling than the divine light and shadow released by both sides.

An invisible coercion that destroyed the world instantly engulfed the soldiers under the Marshal of the Blood Prison, making everyone full of horror and feeling the breath of death.

The patriarchs and elders of the five clans immediately showed joy and invigorated spirits.

They knew that Sword God finally made a move!

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