Great Thousand Robbers

The masters of the Gongyang family were blocked by the masters arranged in advance, and the low-level minions were surrounded by soldiers. Gongyang Kun and Huang Shang fought fiercely with the top of the void. Silent.

On the human side, the people fled in panic, and Murong Yuanshan appeared to calm down the scene.

More than a dozen bats rushed towards him at a high speed, Huang Lin's face changed suddenly, and with a roar, his figure went straight down, desperately blocking one of them.

Huang Yinsha took a deep breath, and said: "There are a lot of masters from the palace, and the rest must not be adjusted again. We must personally deal with this situation!"

As she spoke, she went down extremely quickly, and also plunged into the bat clan.

Leng Que's face changed suddenly, and he shouted: "Yinsha, you are in the realm of life and death, don't be brave!"

Huang Yinsha gritted her teeth and said, "Then if you don't come over to help, aren't you afraid that something will happen to me?"

"Hey! I'm so fucking confused!"

Leng Que let out a loud roar, an incomparable force erupted from his whole body, the black light surged, and he punched out with a bang.

I saw a burst of black vitality shooting out like a fright, causing the space to vibrate endlessly, instantly beating a strong bat clan to pieces, and raining blood all over the world.

"Haha! Refreshing! I'm suffocating to death these days!"

Leng Que laughed loudly, his vitality surged out like a wave, he plunged headlong into the bat clan, and punched the bat clan around Huang Yinsha into the air a few times, he was in high spirits for a while.

It was only when a three-foot-tall bat clan caught it with hundreds of hands and beat it out with a few mouthfuls of blood that he really became serious.

Desperately buying time, but there are too many people, and it is impossible to transfer in such a short time.

Murong Yuanshan looked at the crowds of people and said coldly: "Look at you, don't you look like a man? Have you seen the creatures behind me? They once slaughtered your ancestors and raped your compatriots. Seeing such Enemies, the first thing to think about is not to run away, but to fight!"

He stared brightly, and said loudly, "Men! We were born to fight! Especially our Huangzhou boys!"

As he was speaking, he suddenly turned around, his stooped back suddenly gradually straightened, as straight as a pine, as straight as a sword!

A surging momentum gushed out of his body, not only the vitality of the realm of reincarnation, but also the evil spirit of killing enemies for countless years in blood!

This invisible temperament has affected countless people, and his voice is still stirring in the hearts of these people.

"Quick! Quickly withdraw!"

"Old Sage Dong, let Old Sage Dong go first!"

A few shouts came out suddenly, and I saw a few young scholars walking towards a thin old man with white hair at a high speed.

The old man stomped his legs on the ground, stopped forcibly, stomped the leading crutch in his hand, and said loudly, "What are you going to do? Huh? Where is this place? Where are you going to go!"

Seeing the crutches with the head of a dragon bestowed by the late emperor, the crutches with a dragon's head that were used to beat the faint king up and down the treacherous ministers, several young scholars did not dare to step forward.

Old Sage Dong looked at the people in front of him and said loudly, "I'm asking you! Where is this place!"

"Jin, the capital of Jin."

"Where is Jindu? It's the capital of my Huangzhou, it's my homeland! Here, there is no withdrawal or non-retreat, only victory and death! Do you understand?"

After he finished speaking, the dragon's head and crutches were inserted downwards, and the soft sound spread throughout the earth.

When the boys around heard this, their blood boiled with excitement.

Old Sage Dong said loudly: "If you want to withdraw, you will withdraw! I, Mr. Dong, will not withdraw! As long as there is still a commoner, I will not withdraw."

The voice spread all over the place, old and hoarse, but it seemed to carry a strange magic power.

A sweaty beard with a naked upper body stood up and said angrily, "Fuck it! Old Sage Dong is more than 100 years old and has the courage to stand in this place. Why wouldn't I dare? What kind of bullshit bat clan!" , whoever offends me in Huangzhou, would rather die than execute!"

"Anyone who offends me in Huangzhou would rather die than be punished!"

"Anyone who offends me in Huangzhou would rather die than be punished!"

A loud roar suddenly spread across the earth, Murong Yuanshan let out a roar, grabbed the lapel with his right hand, and pulled it suddenly, the jacket was instantly broken, revealing a strong physique.

After all, he was old, his muscles were still there, but his skin was already slack, but the vertical and horizontal scars, the wounds all over his body, wriggled continuously with his breathing, like scary long worms.

That is the glory of a soldier and the totem of a man!

Countless men strode forward, stood behind Murong Yuanshan, and tore off their shirts one after another, revealing their upper bodies.

They may be fat, or thin, strong, or old, but on the land of Huangzhou, in the city of Jin, the sound of cracking silk is so magnificent.

These are ordinary people. For the strong bat clan, they can kill more than ten people with a single move.

But in front of millions of men tearing open their skirts, when their bodies are exposed to the scorching sun, no matter how weak the strength is, when the will is united, it will form a terrible hurricane.

Just like a drop of water is not enough to overturn a boulder, but when countless drops of water gather together, it will form a surging and monstrous wave.

As a result, strands of unyielding will gathered together, immediately forming an indescribable righteousness, sweeping upwards with a bang.

The power of the will is the Tao!

More than a dozen bat clan were annihilated in an instant and turned into dust, unable to resist at all.

The power of all beings!Reversible heaven!

Everything seemed to be quiet, so when that stalwart figure fell heavily on the ground, it was so clearly audible.

"Old Marshal Murong!"

"Old Marshal Murong!"

Countless people's faces changed drastically, and they suddenly exclaimed. Several people were in front of him and quickly helped him up, but his mouth was already bleeding.

Murong Yuanshan panted heavily, and murmured: "My fate is over, I have no regrets in this life."

He struggled to stand up, and suddenly roared: "Anyone who offends me in Huangzhou will rather die than be punished!"

The voice seemed to make the world tremble, and he fell heavily into the arms of the man. A generation of famous generals fell like this.

Those countless military exploits and glory will be buried in the loess. Countless years later, those words still affect generations of people.

"boom!"

Countless people, with solemn faces, knelt down.

Gu Que looked from above and saw figures like waves sinking continuously. In the whole Huangzhou, I don't know how many people knelt down.

This great soul has indeed influenced too many people, and this stalwart body has blocked too many winds and rains.

He spent his whole life as a soldier, killed countless enemies, defended his family and defended his country, the legend is just around the corner, but it finally came to an end.

"Gu Que! Help me block him!"

At the top of the void, Huang Shang yelled violently, and while repelling Gongyang Kun, his figure flew downward at a high speed.

Gu Que's face darkened, without saying a word, he slashed straight at the sky with his right hand, and straightened the figure of Gongyang Kun.

Huang Shang landed firmly on the ground, and countless people gave up an open space for him. Standing beside Murong Yuanshan's body, he suddenly trembled and knelt down immediately.

Suddenly there was a loud noise in the sky, the emperor knelt down, and the grace of heaven was mighty!

"Long live my emperor! Long live!"

The people shouted in unison, the first kneeling emperor in the history of Huangzhou was born, he was a general, a general who dedicated his life to Huangzhou.

"Old Marshal Murong, who spent his whole life as a soldier, saved Huangzhou several times. His posthumous title was Guanyong, and he was granted the title of first-class prince. The whole world is in March, and he held a state funeral and worshiped heaven and earth. My relatives carried the coffin and were buried in Huangling."

His heavy voice spread across the earth, and for a moment, Jin Du was silent.