Chapter 1655

"General Ling!" A sergeant got off his horse and said, "the detection is finished!"

Ling huxiong's eyes were cold and said, "speak!"

"The whole county is a prison, where tens of thousands of people from the Qin region are imprisoned, as well as all kinds of elders and disciples, including the aristocratic families in a thousand Li City, and even the rebellious Party of the ancient region!" The sergeant even busy way, but he said, the bottom of his eyes is a piece of dead ash!

Because, to capture so many prisoners of war alive can only prove that the prison's fighting power is very powerful!

I'm afraid it's not only the elders of shengqianwu's residence, but also the people from futu region, the heaven of yin and Yang!

They besieged the county town and the prison, but they could only see the appearance. Sleep is not sure, how many masters are hidden in it!

"I see." Ling huxiong took a deep breath.

Around him, many generals dismounted, full of grief, stood in front of him, hissed and roared: "Ling general, simply attack the prison directly, one can be rescued, so sit and wait for death, brothers feel humiliated!"

The speaker is dressed in a bloody cloak, with a sword in his hand, full of anxiety!

He was Li Ao, the supreme commander of the Pingma army. Yes, he was Xu Liusu's former headquarters!

At the back, familiar faces are all soldiers of Pingma army, including Fu Tiangang, Qin Shaoyang, Qin Feiyu and Pei Guang from the second battalion!

They were incorporated into the Qin army and served as the final fighting force, fighting against the dictatorship of shengqianwu mansion!

Ling huxiong's flag of war is not willing to fly. Why? Because once this flag is lowered, the three armies will be brave and fearless, and will rush to the shengqian prison!

But this is an unfair contest, because they are faced with the same number of disciples and their combat power is even better than several times!

If only shengqianwu's house is good to say, but there are also yin-yang Tianfu and heretical heaven palace...

Ling huxiong understands that some people in the three armies have long thought of retreating. When the war does not start, their morale is not there, and they have already lost!

At this moment, everyone looked at the purple veteran who was sitting in the center of Wanjun!

He once had a name that made all four regions tremble:

old general God, Duan Dehai!

But the old man's hair is gorgeous, and his strong spine is also slightly curved. His once vast eyes have been lonely and withered. It seems that the old man will be extinguished at any time!

Oil lamp exhausted!

Ling huxiong from the hip of the horse, the sergeants to make way for him.

He hastily approached Duan Dehai, knelt on one knee, and said in agony, "old general, please let me order you to break into the prison and rescue the people of the Qin region!"

It looks like a killing sight!

They just want to see Duan Jiang nodding his head, and then they rush into the city!

Duan Dehai's turbid eyes glided down a tear drop and drifted away with the wind!

He is old, extraordinary years, has witnessed the rise of Emperor Qin, the rise of Qin region!

But when he was tired, unable to fight, and unable to command the three armies, he realized that the name of the old general God no longer existed...

the prison pillars standing far away bound the dense crowd. The Holy Qianwu mansion laid down blood for these prisoners, in order to give them the most unbearable torture and punishment!

There are more ancient regions of the rebel party, there are naxue, naqianshan, YILENG, three ethnic groups, countless people who have met once.

They are enemies and friends, not relatives or friends. But now, under the ruthlessness of the Holy Qianwu mansion, they are all forced to wear the masks of prisoners and suffer from devastation!

A drop of blood tears, from Duan Dehai's old face, glided down!

"Old general God!"

"Will God you!"

"Will God!"

When the bottom of the crowd sank, they quickly gathered around. But no one dares to touch Duan Dehai. Although the old man's body rickets, but there is still a trace of burning military spirit gas, slowly supporting!

"Senior, you..." Ling huxiong choked, eyes wet red.

Has the deadline been reached?!

The wail of grief and indignation instantly tears the heaven and earth, resounds above the county pass, burns the soul to cry the blood, the mortal especially pities!

And this cry of pain also spread to the pillars. Hundreds of prison posts, tens of thousands of prisoners, wearing masks, men and women, can not see the face, but bursts of sobbing, from the mouth!

"Well. The time has come. " Zuo Ming stood on the city, his eyes narrowed slightly, and said, "as I expected, the old man who the son fears most is going back to the West. In this way, Qin Tiandi became a puppet, and the old three armies were destroyed. There is nothing to be afraid of in this land! "

Beside him stood a young man holding a long sword of the sea tide. Although he was a young man, he was cold and proud with a handsome face!

The disciples of shengqianwu mansion and Yinyang Tianfu are all respectful to this young man, because he is Li Canghai, the little God, and is as famous as the son of God!

Li Canghai said indifferently: "since we are about to die, more than 38000 old troops are not enough to fear. After pulling out the last tiger teeth, the two territories of Qin and ancient China can be used as the place where the highness of evil son fosters demons. "

"Good!" Zuo Ming did not dare to be arrogant in front of Li Canghai. He arched his hands and offered a flag!This flag is given to him by the son himself. All the disciples and elders of the holy prison can be used to give orders for him. Don't you dare not obey!

"Kill!" Zuo Ming squints!

However, waiting for the moment when he will fall the flag, a white shadow appears in the sky and the earth!

The white shadow, like a snow-white leaf, fell from the sky and danced with the wind. It just stood a hundred feet in front of the holy prison city!

"This..."

under the gaze of all people, we gradually see the appearance of the figure.

He is a mutant, hunting, handsome face with a touch of ethereal, his back hands, eyes slightly raised, clearly just standing in the same place, but gives people a kind of spear, magic emperor's presence.

"Good, so handsome..." left Yumeng is a woman, staring at white, showing a trace of envy!

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