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Chapter Five Hundred and Twenty Two Million Army

"Dong, dong, dong!" A bell rang out. At this time, the outer disciple who rushed to look for support finally rang the vigilance bell.

At this time, the outer disciples, inner disciples, even core disciples, and candidates who were practicing in the Sword Sect, who were already participating in the Ten Thousand Race Conference, all looked in Zhong Ming's direction.

"Hurry, hurry, follow me, someone dares to cause trouble in front of the mountain gate!" an inner disciple shouted loudly.

"Go, go!"

"Little Young Master, how can you beg him for mercy!" Zhang Qiyuan's voice came from afar.

"What do you trash know? If you weren't weak, would you need this?" Qin Shushi shouted loudly. What is his own face, what is the face of the Gun Emperor, and the future rulers in the southern border have lost their effect at this time. All he can do is to ask for a life to survive. As long as he survives, he will have a chance.

"Hahaha, what a grandson of the Gun King. I think if Qin Yuanjiu saw you so cowardly, he would not have to do it himself, so he would have to kill you!" Seeing Qin's confirmation begging for mercy, Ye Fan, who was originally interested in killing, became happy.

According to the information of the Tianwei, although the title of the protector was still on Qin Yuanjiu, the Southern Spike Emperor Qin Yuanjiu no longer cared about the affairs of the Southern Spike and was practicing hard. The person in charge of the Southern Spike was Qin Yeshan, the father of Qin Zhenshan.

Instead of letting a person who doesn't know the depth to master the southern border in the future, it is better to let this waste master it, at least it is very simple to control it.

"What are you going to do? He is the grandson of the Gun Emperor. If he dies in the Sword Sect, the entire Zhou Empire will be in chaos. I don't care what forces are behind you, but please think more!" Chi Meng persuaded with a righteous expression.

"It seems that the name of the sword sci-fi is not true. It looks crazy, but it is the smartest one. This sword sect is really interesting and interesting!" Ye Fan said with a smile. He didn't even expect that he would rebel in the southern border and destroy them. Anyway, he now has many masters and millions of soldiers.

Among them, the Wumu Legion of Yue Fei, which was organized by 200,000, Xue Rengui's Longmen Legion of the King's Period, and the Cangyun Legion of the King's Period have been expanded from 150,000 to 200,000 to 200,000 to 200,000. In addition, the guards of the imperial city have been expanded to 100,000 imperial guards led by Meng Xu, and the 30,000 Greedy Wolf Legion of Li Cunxiao and the defenders of cities in various places, this million is only a lot.

Jian Chi Chi Meng was shocked, and he didn't expect that his years of disguise would be discovered at this moment.

According to the seniority, he could be the senior brother of the Sword Emperor Bai Yijian. However, his junior brother has been a genius since childhood, but he has never sold the last step. The junior brother Bai Yijian passed the 49th heavenly tribulation in one fell swoop and was directly appointed as the sect leader by his master.

He was the eldest disciple, and from then on, in order to prevent anyone from doing something unfavorable to the Sword Sect, he had to say that he only wanted to practice swords and did not want to be the leader of the sect, so he was given the title of sword cynicism, which also made those who supported him give up. After all, they first came to the Sword Sect at that time, and they had just gained a foothold in the Sword Sect, and they could no longer let the Sword Sect fall into internal struggles.

"You are joking, let's talk about the serious matter!" Chimeng said with a change of topic and looked at Qin Shushi.

Ye Fan was right when he thought about it. After all, Qin Shushi had been calling him for a long time, so he should respond to him. Moreover, he was not very interested in why Chi Meng wanted to hide himself at this moment.

"I want to survive, right? I'll give you a chance to lick the phlegm on the ground for me!" Ye Fan suddenly remembered the demon male supporting role who had immediately read novels before. He couldn't help but move his mind. He wanted to destroy all the defense lines in Qin Zhushi's heart and make plans for you to occupy the southern border.

"This, this, don't force me!" Seeing the mouth on the ground being spit out of phlegm, Qin Shishi showed a look of struggle on his face. He understood that the person in front of him was going to punish him, to minimize his face and the face of the southern border.

"I really didn't expect the reversal to be so big?"

"Yes, yes, the young master of the southern territory, the young master who grew up with the golden key in his mouth!"

"Now I actually want to lick my own phlegm!"

"Is this considered a self-destruction unlimited life?"

Suddenly, one sentence after another in the crowd seemed to have long been dissatisfied with Qin's conviction. Now is the good time to take advantage of the situation.

"It's not my turn to force me. How do you make a choice? You can choose yourself!" Ye Fan said disdainfully. Not to mention his grandson who is a great protector, even if his father Qin Yeshan arrives, it's not the word "force" himself.

Qin confirmed to face the mysterious dream in the distance, showing a signal of asking for help. He watched Li Li and Zhang Qiyuan fighting with Gao Ying and Yang Su. As for the guards he brought, although there was no wailing at this moment, they were all lying on the ground and pretending to be dead. No one was willing to stand up to save his life.

"I am Qin Shishi, the grandson of the Gun Emperor. Whoever can save my life? My father or grandfather will give you enough rewards!" Qin Shishi shouted loudly, hoping to get help from people around him.

Suddenly, the crowd was ready to move, but when Dian Wei glared at the lantern, he immediately took two or three steps back and did not dare to move forward. After all, even if you have money, you have to have life!

"Hahaha, see who else is willing to save you!" Ye Fan laughed, all of whom were cowards, and wealth was in danger.

"I can't let you kill him like this!" Chimeng said without questioning. Qin was sure to die, but he must not die in front of the Sword Sect's mountain gate. Then how would the Sword Sect give Qin Yuanjiu an explanation?

At this time, the Sword Sect also rushed over many core disciples, as well as two king-level elders. After all, these people's speed was much faster than those of inner and outer disciples. The appearance of these people immediately made Chi Meng feel much more confident.

"Envice them for me!"

"Your Sword Sect is sure to fight with me?" Ye Fan's voice resounded throughout the mountain gate, especially the word "Zhen", which was even more vigorous and powerful.

The whole scene was once again in an uproar. The word "Zhen" made many people look at it. Ye Fan's age claimed to be me. The result was probably obvious. The emperor of Feiyun Empire was an old man in his eighties, and only Ye Fan, the emperor of the Great Zhou Empire, matched this young man.
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