Chapter 15: This is the crowd
"Young Emperor, this kind of bluffing method is useless to me. Look at the three juniors next to you, the panicked faces have told me that there are no more people from Vientiane Sect." The young man shook his hands. Zhong Yuan Qi has a sharp knife, with a look of seeing everything through.
At this moment, the three brothers Bai Ren, Zhao Qiang and Zhao Jian stared at the front with solemn expressions.
The number of disciples of the Hundred Domination Sword Sect had exceeded expectations, and it was completely inconsistent with the information they knew.
What's more terrible is that the other party, together with the scared young man, has six Nirvana Realms and a hundred Form Yuan Realms.
This level of strength, let alone their Bashan City, even the large cities under the control of the Vientiane Sect with the Nirvana Realm could not resist this force.
Moreover, even if you ask for help from the sect, it will take at least two days to get to Bashan City.
But the three of them found that Senior Brother Lin Qian's face seemed relaxed.
The three of them originally thought that Lin Qian was bluffing, but looking at his expression, it didn't seem to be the case.
"Could it be that the brother secretly asked the sect for help?" Bai Ren squeezed the folding fan in his hand and speculated to himself.
"Indeed, there is no one from the Vientiane Sect." Lin Qian smiled on his face, his soul power was dissipated, his muscles relaxed, and he was not ready to continue his hands. "But my people are here."
The sun was shining brightly, the scorching sun was shining, and the entire square was extremely bright.
But after Lin Qian finished speaking, tiny black shadows appeared on the ground, and they continued to expand.
The dark shadow in front of Lin Qian expanded the fastest, gradually forming a human figure.
boom!
When the sound of metal hitting the ground sounded, and the broken stones splashed, a heroic man wearing a black dragon and silver armor fell on one knee in front of Lin Qian.
boom! boom! boom! boom!
The sound of the landing heavy armor hitting the ground sounded continuously over the square. A soldier wearing a heavy armor and holding a spear landed on one knee, facing Lin Qian.
The general kneeling in front of Lin Qian is the personal guard general in the previous game. He has created the strongest growth-type general: Zhao Long!
The heavy-armored pikemen kneeling all around are one of the lowest basic units in the game empire, the pikemen.
Even in the lowest class, Lin Qian used money to get the best in his previous life.
Heavy Armor Technology: Full level!
Xuan Qiang Technology: Full level!
Life Science: Full level!
Attribute technology: full level!
Lin Qian is very proud and very confident. If this world allows the soul martial artists of the Xing Yuan realm to form an army, his army of the lowest class 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 trembling all over, Lin Qian laughed playfully and waved his finger at the other side.
"Soldiers, they are going to kill me. What should I do with such a person?"
Just after Lin Qian's words, Zhao Long stood up from the ground fiercely, his eyes were red, and he roared angrily: "Where is the wicked barrier, dare to hold such a disrespectful idea to your Majesty. The crime deserves a thousand deaths. To die, you must slaughter the nine families and destroy the whole family."
"Kill!" Zhao Long, who was furious, immediately led a team of thousands of people that fell from the sky, turned into a torrent of steel, and rushed towards the direction of the Domineering Daomen and the Li Family.
In an instant, the two people collided together.
"Only in the elementary realm, how dare..." A disciple of the Domineering Sect of Nirvana, looking at the unsentimental icy eyes in front of him, armed with the elementary weapons, burst out the tyrannical strength of the Nirvana realm, and slammed at a spear soldier in front of him. Cut and chop over.
Cang!
The disciple of the Domineering Sect of Nirvana looked at his empty hands and was stunned.
"Why, I am in the Nirvana Realm. I can't split the armor of a Xing Yuan Realm, and the Yuan Qi is still flying?" Looking at the soldier who was chopped to the ground, he climbed up from the ground unharmed, he couldn't understand. .
puff!
At the next moment, the black spear heads of several long spears pierced from several directions at the same time, and together they broke through his guardian spirit power and pierced his body.
The other disciples of the Tyrant Sword Sect and the Li family were also horrified to find that the unsentimental soldiers in front of them were like steel monsters.
The sharpness of the spear can easily break through their body guard and soul power, and the strong armor, their attack can only draw a white mark on the opponent.
And among this group of people, the strongest Scar Youth, frantically waved the sharp knife in his hand, and the blade light formed by the condensed soul power kept slashing on Zhao Long.
Zhao Long, holding a silver spear, just walked towards the Scar Youth with a terrible expression. He couldn't avoid the spirit power sword light, letting him blast on his body and burst open.
However, this massive attack could only turn into black smoke that entangled Zhao Long's body and gradually dispersed.
"Impossible, how is this possible." Scared Youth looked at Zhao Long who walked in front of him, gave up resistance in despair, let the sharp knife in his hand fall to the ground, and finally collapsed into a scarlet knife and a metal ball.
Staring at the dazed scared young man, Zhao Long's face was full of disgust: "Just as **** like you, you dare to offend Emperor Wei, a capital crime!"
When the voice fell, Zhao Long picked up his spear and pierced the heart of Scar Youth.
Crushing, the army that descended from the sky completely crushed the disciples of the Tyrant Sword Sect and the Li family from all aspects.
The tyrants appeared one after another, threatening to slaughter the city, causing everyone present to fall into desperate fear.
But right after, the army that obeyed Lin Qian's orders crushed this fear with such ease.
"Today, the weather is so good." Ye Nanxin muttered while looking up at the sky.
And in a place far away from Bashan City, in a dark and gloomy water prison, a man covered with blood and scars was imprisoned.
Outside the dungeon, a beautiful woman, Lihua looked at the man in the prison with rain: "Brother Lin, what should I do, I regret it, we shouldn't come back."
"A little bitterness, nothing, they won't kill me. But Xiaoyun, no matter what they say, if they can heal Qian'er's martial soul, don't agree, don't tell them Qian'er's whereabouts."
"I would rather he be a useless person, ordinary people will pass his whole life, and not let his son get involved." The woman nodded to the man, her eyes full of sadness and longing, "I don't know how Qian'er is now."
In the Ye Family's Chamber, there are people with faces in Bashan City, all of them surrounded by a teenager with flattering faces, serving tea and water, and squeezing their shoulders and legs.
Lin Qian, who didn't know the suffering of his parents, let the crowd disperse helplessly: "What are you doing around me? Sit down!
As soon as Lin Qian's words were spoken, everyone immediately moved away like a whirlwind and sat down honestly in the chamber.
"This matter, for the enemy, there is something wrong after all." After seeing everyone sitting down, Lin Qian stood up and nodded to them, "I am the inspector of Bashan City this time, Vientiane Zong Lin Qian, known as the Young Emperor. "
"Tomorrow, the Bashan Vientiane Trial will continue, and each family will get an extra place to participate in the competition. The number of rewards for the competition will increase accordingly."
After Lin Qian finished speaking, everyone present was very happy.
But when Lin Qian finished speaking, he fell to the ground and fell to the ground.
Before losing consciousness, Lin Qian only saw Ye Nan rushing over anxiously.
