Under the blue sky, in the center of Tianlan City, there are 80,000 soldiers standing against the wind. They are shoulder to shoulder, and there is not a trace of decadence on them. They all have solemn expressions and high morale.
In the midair, three stalwart figures stood proudly. Their faces were expressionless, but they were not angry or intimidating. A trace of breath overflowed from their bodies, suddenly dispersing the spiritual energy within a few feet, causing the void to become distorted.
"Mr. Mu, you will be the host of this celebration!" The city lord looked indifferent and spoke slightly, but a strange wave filled the air, making the voice as loud as a bell and trembling in everyone's minds.
Mu Beiqing slightly raised his hands in the air, then waved his sleeves, and a golden decree flew into the air. Then he made a seal with his hand, and the surrounding spiritual energy poured into it crazily. The decree expanded at a speed visible to the naked eye, and in the blink of an eye, it It is three feet high, floating in the air, and shining golden light downwards.
"This is the Lufa Merit Order, the mother order, and the merit tokens in your hands are the child orders. Any enemies you kill on the battlefield will be recorded in detail on it. I will use this to do what I will do to you. Reward for your contribution!" Mu Beiqing's voice was as rich as an ancient chime.
"Chen Huan, come out!". As soon as he drank, a hint of majesty appeared between his brows.
Chen Huan heard the sound and walked towards the front from the army, walking with his head held high and his posture upright.
"Fight as a team, annihilate forty enemy troops, and receive forty merit points!"
Chen Huan nodded. He took out the token and faced the golden decree in the air. At the same time, the lines on the token in his hand flickered strangely, and a faint light suddenly appeared.
"Yueyi, Zijing, and Munan come out!"
Three more people came out of the army. They were all at the eighth level of the blood spirit realm, but their auras were more solid than Chen Huan's.
"The three of you fought together and killed more than 140 enemy soldiers in total. Each of you will be credited with 45 merit points!"
The three of them nodded, smiled at each other, and raised the tokens to face the decree.
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About an hour later, after dozens of centurions received their meritorious service, Mu Beiqing slowly breathed a sigh of relief. These people who followed were the real elites. The number they hunted was far greater than others. comparable.
"Zhou Feng, come out!"
Among the crowd, there was a black shadow, like an invisible and breathless wind, quietly drifting by and standing in front of everyone.
Mu Beiqing glanced at him, and then said: "Fighting alone, killing more than 200 native soldiers, severely injuring a Haoyue general, and recording 300 points of merit."
"Huh!" Everyone was in an uproar. It was obvious to everyone that Zhou Feng's strength was among the top three centurions. However, everyone was still a little shocked by his current performance. After all, he was the Haoyue God General, a being who could kill enemies across ranks. , its strength cannot be said to be weak!
"His strength is becoming more and more terrifying!" Among the centurions, looking at the thin figure, he sighed.
"Nan Zhao, get out of the queue!"
Among the troops, a man walked out slowly wearing a large black cloak. His face was resolute and his aura was restrained, just like an ordinary person.
But no one dares to underestimate him. He is fierce and ruthless in his attacks, often killing people with one move.
"Fighting alone, killed more than 240 enemy troops, and killed a centurion. Three hundred and forty points of merit were recorded!"
"Yue Lin, come out!"
He was a man nine feet tall, tall and burly, with a strong aura.
"Fighting alone, killing more than 300 enemy troops and two centurions, a record of 500 meritorious deeds!"
At this moment, the whole place was deathly silent, staring blankly at the man as strong as a bear. You must know that one can be promoted to captain of thousands with one thousand meritorious deeds, which is enough to show how powerful his strength is.
The remaining nine thousand captains also caused a strong shock. The number of people who died in their hands totaled tens of thousands, which also proved their terrifying strength.
"Yu Chijun and Han Yun are out. You both belong to Lin Zixuan's team, but you have performed well and have accumulated enough merits. I give you permission to be promoted to centurion!"
"Thank you, Commander!" Yu Chijun smiled and immediately moved forward to exchange tokens.
Han Yun was silent. He looked at Mu Beiqing and asked, "Where is Lin Zixuan and others?"
Mu Beiqing was silent, and the face of the smiling man in blood-armor standing in the air suddenly changed. He stared at the black-haired old man and shouted loudly: "What's wrong with him?"
Lin Zixuan was the child of his best friend. He had promised the latter that he would ensure his safety. If he died this time, how should he explain to Lin Tian?
"Deputy City Lord, if it goes as expected, he should be captured by Lu Hui." Mu Beiqing replied solemnly.
The city lord frowned slightly, but he didn't speak.
But Xue Miao couldn't bear it anymore. He stared at Mu Beiqing angrily and shouted loudly: "Mu Beiqing, what did I tell you before we went on the expedition? You agreed, and now, what have you done?"
Mu Beiqing did not explain that he was negligent in his duties this time and did not guard against Lu Yu, giving him the opportunity to take action.
"Calm down, Deputy City Lord Xue, don't be so angry!" Kui Tianlang said calmly, but his heart was bursting with joy. He was very happy to see Xue Miao's look like this.
"Okay, Lin Zixuan's disappearance was just an accident. It's a pity for such a talented person!" The city lord said lightly.
"By the way, add two hundred more points to the merits he has accumulated, and then convert them all into corresponding skills, and send them to his family in my name as a token of comfort."
Mu Beiqing nodded. He was also a little heartbroken about Lin Zixuan, but the matter was already here and there was no point in talking more.
The people below were silent, and Kurosawa and Weihou were also extremely sad. Their lives were saved by Lin Zixuan. They wanted to express their gratitude, but they didn't expect it to be like this.
Zhou Feng and Chen Huan also secretly lamented that such a dazzling person was captured by the enemy, and his end would be very tragic.
Han Yun said nothing. Although Lin Zixuan was extremely talented, he was young and frivolous.
Mu Beiqing looked at the golden decree. When he was looking for Lin Zixuan, his face twitched and he looked at it more carefully.
"What's wrong?" the city lord asked, his expression a little strange.
"This..." Mu Beiqing's eyes were slightly focused and his body was trembling slightly. This scene was too incredible.
"Lin Zixuan, fighting alone, killed more than 1,200 enemies and beheaded three centurions!!"
His heavy voice roared in everyone's minds. Many people were stunned, their eyes wandered, and they didn't know how to speak.
Even Han Yun was stunned and couldn't believe this scene.
Xue Miao's breathing was slightly stagnant, which was too terrifying.
Zhou Feng murmured to himself: "I knew it was like this!"
Wei Hou and Kurosawa cheered first, and then fell into silence. He shouldn't have passed away so quickly.
"Uh!" The city lord hesitated slightly. He originally thought that Lin Zixuan could only kill two hundred people at most, but he didn't expect him to be so fierce. He was possessed by the god of death.
"In this case, I will give him the soul realm skills and give them to his family!" He thought for a moment and then said.
Just when everyone thought it was about to end, a clear voice came.
"Lord City Lord, can I change it?"
