Xue Zhen stared at the three people in front of him with an ugly expression.
That's right, three!
Three stops!
Two of them were Nanman Navy Commander Buto, who had attacked the South China Sea twice before, but was repelled twice by the power of his military soul, and a master of the Nanman Imperial Court.
But now, there is one more stop, the stop of the Blood Cult!
There are only nine realms in Xue Zhen. With the power of the military soul, it is possible to defeat two realms with one enemy and two against two.
But with one against three, it's a bit weak.
However, Xue Zhen didn't panic, it was just the end of the road, and Daxia was not without it.
It only takes a little support for a moment, and there will be expert support.
"Jiejiejie~"
"Xue Ming and Xueyao are really useless." Xue Hui looked at the Qilin Army in front of him.
The third warrior of the end is an archbishop of the Blood Religion. If there are no accidents, he should also be the last archbishop of the Blood Religion.
Of course, if the Blood Religion really only has four archbishops.
The two archbishops who had invaded the Southern Barbarians were both dead. During the time in the Sea of Mist, there was also an archbishop of Zhijie, both of whom died in the hands of Yang Si.
"Two limits, coupled with so many blood cultists, have failed." Xue Hui looked at the Qilin Legion in front.
If the Blood Cult's plan in the South China Sea succeeds, there will be no such obstacles at all when they land this time.
But it's a pity that the two blood cultists who brought so many to the end failed.
Therefore, he had no choice but to come over with support from Nanman.
Previously, Bhutto met Yang Si and Chu Yi on the sea. After being tortured, he luckily escaped with his life and quickly asked for help from the Southern Court.
Then the Nanman imperial court sent an expert to stop the situation.
The two of them joined forces to attack the coastline of the South China Sea. It was originally a sure thing because of the Blood Cult's plan.
Unexpectedly, the Blood Cult plan failed, resulting in the failure of the attack.
After losing twice in a row, facing the Qilin Army's military formation, the two warriors at the end were unable to do anything to Xue Zhen.
Moreover, with the South China Sea at its back and sufficient supplies, it is not worth fighting them for a long time. The Qilin Army only needs to defend the coastline.
However, the Nanman navy cannot delay.
But at the moment, the Southern Barbarians really can't draw out other support forces. After all, the warriors at the end of the world are not cabbage.
Moreover, during this period of time, for some unknown reason, the Southern Barbarian court, whether private or official, had some well-known Zhiming warriors.
Either he was in seclusion or he disappeared inexplicably. The Nanman imperial court investigated, but there were no clues at all.
On the Nanman side, there were not many masters of the ultimate realm, but now there are even fewer.
As a last resort, the Southern Barbarians found the Blood Cult again. Anyway, the fundamental problem in this incident lies with the Blood Cult.
The cooperation between the Nanman and the Blood Cult is Nanhai's plan. The Blood Cult's plan in the Nanhai failed, and now the Blood Cult naturally contributes.
So, Xuehui is coming!
Of course, another reason is that Bhutto himself, although he is the commander-in-chief of the Nanhai Navy this time, and he is still capable of stopping, even though he is entering the stop for the first time.
But if this guy can gather the power of his military soul, he can fully display his peak strength.
But Bhutto would not.
That's right, Bhutto did not have the ability to gather the power of military soul.
Although you can arrange your troops and arrange your tactics, there is no problem.
But himself, Bhutto commanded the navy. The warships were shaking on the sea, and there was no way to arrange the military formation stably.
Secondly, this guy spends more of his time improving his own strength, otherwise why do you think this guy Bhutto can reach the end.
Didn't you see that the generals of Daxia's army are generally at the peak of the Eighth Realm, and at most the Ninth Realm, that is, Yang Si's grandfather, Yang Dingyue is more powerful at an older age.
Secondly, the Yang Sheng who was on the Chihu battlefield before was very rare. This was because Yang Sheng was one of the three saints of the Three Holy Kingdoms and had no shortage of precious resources.
Because of the power of gathering military souls, it also takes a lot of time to accumulate and practice military formations.
The Nanman navy, Bhutto's younger brother, Brown can gather the power of military soul.
Unfortunately, when Brown met Yang Si and Chu Yi before, he was directly killed by Yang Si's sword.
"Hey, if we kill this guy, the Qilin Legion will be abolished." The Nanman warrior of the End of the World stared at Xue Zhen who was retreating.
"Hey, kill me?"
"You are not qualified enough!"
"Come and fight!!"
Xue Zhen waved his long sword!
Aohou!
A huge beastial shadow took shape on Xue Zhen's head.
Kirin!
The military soul of the Qilin Legion is naturally the auspicious beast Qilin.
Dragon's head antlers, lion's eyes and tiger's back, bear's waist and snake's scales, ox's tail and horse's hooves!
Yang Si was almost there. Not far away, Yang Si looked up at the phantom of the unicorn. He couldn't help but compare it in his mind with the image of the alien beast in front of the Sea Martial Temple of the Mist.
Really similar!
That thing couldn't be just a unicorn.
Yang Si smacked his lips, forget it, support first.
However, then Yang Si raised his eyebrows and looked in another direction in the night.
It seemed that someone came a little faster than me.
…
"Don't worry, General Xue!"
"I'm here too!"
A figure carrying great power rushed into the battlefield in the darkness.
Hearing this, Xue Zhen's face showed joy.
"Hahaha, the Marquis has been waiting for you for a long time."
The faces of the three Zhijies on the Nanman side looked a little ugly.
The three of them pressed forward to bully Nanhai Navy, who had no such warriors.
Unexpectedly, now the other party has a powerful person coming.
The person who came was none other than a master of the realm of Daxia. Daxia Weiwu Marquis, it was a kind of worship relationship. The court granted them a title and a salary, and then they provided military force to the court.
From the beginning of the Chihu battlefield, the mighty Marquis Liu Ting has been following the Qilin Army as a high-end combat force.
In the previous battlefield of Chihu, when fighting against the Three Holy Kingdoms, they contributed a lot.
When the Qilin Army arrived in the South China Sea, he naturally followed.
Because the Qilin Army had been able to withstand it before, Liu Ting naturally did not show up.
"The mighty Marquis of Great Xia, Liu Ting is here to fight!"
"Hahaha!"
Liu Ting held a nine-section whip, waved it and shouted.
Nine-section whip, this kind of weapon is really not used much.
The weirder the weapon, the faster the death. I guess this prince doesn't quite understand.
The three Zhijings on the Nanman side looked at each other, and they all saw the intention to retreat in each other's eyes.
It seems that I can't get all the credit tonight.
Unexpectedly, the other party's warriors had arrived.
"Withdraw troops!"
Although he was very reluctant, Bhutto still raised his hand and gave the order.
Even if they continue to attack, it will only be a waste of effort and increase casualties.
They need to conserve their strength before breaking through the coastline of the South China Sea.
Hearing this, Xue Zhen breathed a sigh of relief.
They seek merit, but seek no fault. As long as they can defend the Daxia coastline, they will not lose.
As for the pursuit, as long as the Nanman navy retreated to the sea, the Qilin army could only stare.
"Haha, are you leaving now? I'm ready to take two moves." Liu Ting shouted sarcastically.
Xue Zhen opened his mouth, but hesitated to speak, and glanced at Liu Ting helplessly.
In fact, as long as the Nanman side retreats tonight, they will be considered to have made a meritorious service.
But Xue Zhen couldn't weaken his own prestige, so Liu Ting was shouting, and Xue Zhen could only encourage his own momentum to help support the situation.
Bhutto and another Nanman were fine, and they acted like they didn't care. This kind of verbal euphoria was also a very common method on the battlefield.
But on the other hand, Xue Hui, who had a bad temper and had a slightly twisted character after being transformed into a blood cultist, couldn't stand it.
"In that case, let me meet you, the Great Xiahou!"
With a roar, Xue Hui's eyes turned slightly red, then he raised his sword and charged forward.
The sword glow skyrocketed!
If you don't know, when you see Xue Hui's eyes red, you must think that Xue Hui has taken the Bloodthirsty Pill.
However, Xue Hui did not take the Bloodthirsty Pill. Whenever he was angry, his eyes would turn red.
Liu Ting was startled when he saw Xue Hui rushing up. Is this guy really coming?
He naturally knew that as long as the Nanman side was forced back, the mission would be completed.
He didn't expect that this Xueyao would be angered so easily.
However, since the other party has rushed forward, and they are also Zhimin warriors, Liu Ting must be worthy of his reputation.
"Haha, good time!"
The opponents all rushed forward, and Liu Ting laughed loudly and waved his nine-section whip to fight.
Boom boom! ! !
Two warriors from the End of the Realm clashed with each other.
