I saw that at the highest position of the city lord's mansion, a handsome young man with a handsome man was holding a soft pedaling man in his left hand and a sword constantly lingering in his right hand.

Although this sword looks no different from ordinary street stalls, it is this sword that makes the young man's aura shine with a sharp edge like icing on the cake. This person is Ye Wuqiu, who is trying hard to restrain the breath of the red blood and remnant clouds. After all, the power of the artifact is not known to outsiders, and he found that this restraint is an extremely test of his mental power, and at the same time it also has an effect on the tempering of mental power.

This sharpness fell into the eyes of the Shenwu Camp and the Templar Knights, which was like a heart-warming agent, but in the eyes of the Jingyuan army, they felt ashamed, confused, and other negative emotions intertwined with suppression. They all felt at a loss.

Behind the young man at the highest point, the figures of the young man and ten bloody men slowly emerged. After the scolding of the young man in charge of the city lord's mansion stopped the war in the city lord's mansion, he roared the sky, and the rolling voices rang like thunder: "Jingyuan has been defeated, Jingyuan's army surrendered quickly!"

Originally, such a voice was not lethal, because the battle between the two armies must have been prepared in advance for the psychological strikes of the enemy. However, at this time the commander had been captured. As the saying goes, facts are better than words. Any mental construction will become pale under such special circumstances. Jingyuan's army hesitated and put down their weapons.

At this time, General Jing Yuan stared at Ye Wuqiu, who was stained with blood in the battle robe. When he looked at the person Ye Wuqiu was carrying, his expression suddenly became extremely ugly.

At the top of the sky, the Douhuangs have stopped. They each returned to their respective camps to carefully examine the development of the current situation. When the Douhuangs came to Ye Wuqiu like a meteor rushing to the moon, a sneer appeared on the corner of Ye Wuqiu's mouth, and he looked at General Jingyuan in the sky.

Although General Jing Yuan was still strong at this time, his pure black armor was domineering, and the black lion with ancient blood was looking at his crotch, even the fearful general was a little weak at this moment. The constant fluctuation of fighting spirit around his body seemed to represent his mood, constantly showing subtle trembling.

Ye Wuchou shouted loudly: "General, your master is already in my hands, I believe you will not ignore his safety!"

This sentence was like a knife, and he was snatching hard on General Jingyuan's chest. He was coveting the ancient bloodline of Tiangang Ancient Phoenix. He originally planned to completely defeat Ye Wuchou and then use some means to get the right to deal with Tiangang Ancient Phoenix, but now all plans are ruined.

He was very unwilling to accept that how many such opportunities could he have in his life? The pursuit of martial arts realm is like the desire of hungry refugees for steamed buns. It has an irresistible temptation. Could it be that he missed the opportunity like this? Jingyuan Jingjun was so nervous that he had an organization with Jingyuan, and his status in the organization was not bad. He gained an outstanding position because of his cultivation, but Jingyuan Jingyuan jumped up and ranked with him because of his talented demon body. Although he was in awe of the demon body, Jingyuan Jingyuan had no meaning to be with him, but this did not mean that he could accept that Jingyuan Jingyuan's right was greater than himself. Because this was no longer simply the meaning of mastering the number of soldiers, but the bias in the details of the organization.

Therefore, he was somewhat jealous of the prefect Jingyuan, but so what if he was jealous? Yangyang army was directly affiliated with the prefect Jingyuan. He was just a temporary general. To put it in terms of image, he was just a worker. Without the support of a huge army, it was impossible for him to attack rashly even if he wanted to ignore the safety of the prefect. Therefore, after a moment of consideration, he finally showed an unwilling expression on his face. In the extreme struggle in his heart, something was endured in his eyes.

He turned his head and looked at the large number of Jingyuan troops gathered at the lord's mansion in Jingyuan City, and chose to remain silent. It would be a fantasy to let him put down his weapons first!

Ye Wuchou frowned slightly. Seeing that the situation seemed a little embarrassed, the light in his hand hit the unconscious prefect.

"Hmm!" The prefect opened his eyes blankly. He looked around in surprise and said, "What's going on?"

Then he suddenly woke up, turned his head and looked at Ye Wuchou who was holding his collar, and immediately shouted angrily: "Let me go!"

Ye Wuchou smiled and said, "Let's see how the dignified prefect Jingyuan who deceived the world and robbed the world and faced the people of Xuanxing Empire with a face. Open your dog's eyes and look at these soldiers who have been bloody on the battlefield. Will you feel no shame in your heart?"

The prefect Jingyuan was in pain, and he screamed like a pig slaughtering, "Ye Wuqiu, don't swear blood. At this time, I fell into your hands. You can splash your basin of dirty water as you want! The soldiers of Jingyuan obeyed the order! Slaughtered these cubs for me!"

General Jing Yuan, who was far away in the sky, was immediately delighted when he heard this. When he was about to raise his machete and rush towards the city lord's mansion, his forward movement came to an abrupt end.

All the Jingyuan soldiers dared not make any moves. They watched Ye Wuchou, who was in the city lord's mansion, making a "hey hey" sound.

I saw that the demon sword, which did not fluctuate too strongly, was placed on the neck of the prefect Jingyuan. As long as the prefect moves gently, the blade of the blowing hair and cutting off his neck will mercilessly cut off his neck.

The prefect's arrogant attitude suddenly faded. He looked at the sharp edge of the Red Blood Canyun in horror, and a trace of cold sweat flowed down his forehead. He immediately shouted: "Everyone is being moved, everything is obeyed Ye Wuqiu!"

As the prefect's order was issued, Ye Wuqiu's method of using the emperor to command the princes was completely achieved. He looked at the prefect's cowardly look with some pride, and then smiled and exchanged glances with the people around him.

Although the soldiers of the Shenwu Camp suffered huge casualties, war is the best training ground. Only troops who have experienced real bloody battles can take on heavy responsibility. Otherwise, it would be just an uncarved piece of uncensored jade, which is still lacking in temperature.

Ye Wuchou looked at the colorful expressions on the faces of the soldiers of the Shenwu Camp, and his mind could not help but feel what kind of mentality he had after experiencing the tragic battle of life and death. The pain mixed with loneliness and sorrow is still fresh in his memory. Although most of the people in the Shenwu Camp are older than him, according to his combat age, he is a senior who can be a soldier in the Shenwu Camp.

"Pick up the mess." Ye Wuchou said this to Gremy gently, and threw the prefect Jingyuan to the Templars. After the Templars tied him up, they followed Ye Wuchou to the back hall of the City Lord's Mansion.

Gremy glanced coldly at General Jingyuan and other Douhuangs and said, "Please come down and accept surrender. Jingyuan may change his ownership from now on."

General Jingyuan hesitated for a moment and still restrained his arrogance and descended from the sky. At this moment, Jingyuan's army gathered outside the city under the orderly dispatch of Gremy. In terms of management, Gremy was an expert. After all, as the deputy commander of the Knights Templar, he was familiar with the tricks in this regard. Although Pierre was the nominal commander, he became a hand-off manager under the infiltration of the Holy See. He got drunk at the banquet of the Holy See every few days. In this way, the management tasks of the Knights Templar naturally fell on the deputy commander.

Ye Wuchou and the soldiers passed through the city lord's mansion, which had been half gone into ruins. He suddenly laughed and said, "Master, have you ever thought about the scene like this today? I think it's too incredible. We actually broke into Jingyuan City, which has a huge army with three thousand new recruits. Is this a kind of irony?"

The prefect Jing Yuan looked disappointed, and he said in a bad mood: "I admit it because I fell into your hands today. After all, no one has a magical weapon to accompany you. There are too many uncontrollable factors on you and that kid."

"Do you know where you lost?" Ye Wuchou said with a smile, "I am the eye-opener today. The female generals around you must be someone you are closer to. I didn't expect you to kill them without any hesitation to absorb essence to enhance yourself. Wouldn't it be against the law of nature if such evil behavior wins?"

When the prefect Jing Yuan heard the female general, a clear touch passed through his pupils, but this emotion immediately hid after a flash in the pan. He said, "That bitch deserves to be killed. It's a pussy. No one in the world can let me down, but I can let people in the world down!"

Ye Wuchou snorted coldly and said, "If this idea has a bottom line as a program, it can become a hero in troubled times. But if it is an unprincipled destruction of human nature, it is the most essential manifestation of evil cultivators!"

As they said this, they had traveled through the main hall that became ruins and then through the long courtyard corridor

Ye Wuchou and the soldiers passed through the city lord's mansion, which had been half gone into ruins. He suddenly laughed and said, "Master, have you ever thought about the scene like this today? I think it's too incredible. We actually broke into Jingyuan City, which has a huge army with three thousand new recruits. Is this a kind of irony?"

The prefect Jing Yuan looked disappointed, and he said in a bad mood: "I admit it because I fell into your hands today. After all, no one has a magical weapon to accompany you. There are too many uncontrollable factors on you and that kid."
Chapter completed!