Chaos Emperor System

Lin Hua was the leader of this embarrassing team. Originally, 2,500 of them were aggressively trying to annihilate the 1,000-strong team, but there was no one in the army tent.

Not only that, they were also shot and killed many soldiers by Tian Yuan's arrows.

Of the team of 2,500 people, there are only 1,500 people left, and 500 of them are injured.

Lin Hua looked at the figure that appeared in the middle of the road, his pupils shrunk, and he said angrily, "Is it you? Are you delivering a treasonous item?"

Yu Shaoqiu laughed, and said: "Lin Hua, Lin Yi's second son, well, I accept your life today."

"Big talk." Lin Hua sneered, and mocked, "You want to take my life by yourself. It's really beyond your control. I asked why the defensive spirit circle was useless. It turned out that you were behind the scenes."

"Hmph." Yu Shaoqiu snorted coldly: "Then you can try it."

Lin Hua waved his arm and shouted: "Go up, take down this traitorous fellow!"

"Kill!"

Many monks swept away the previous melancholy and rushed forward.

Yu Shaoqiu stood where he was, squatted down slowly, looked at the soldiers who were getting closer, made seals with his hands, and stroked the ground.

Looking at Yu Shaoqiu's solemn appearance, Lin Hua felt a bad premonition in his heart, until he felt a wave of spiritual power under his feet, and then he shouted: "No, hurry up and spread out, there is a spiritual formation."

"Oh, I just want to leave now, it's late, the candle demon formation, get up!"

With Yu Shaoqiu as the center, a huge disc with a diameter of hundreds of meters suddenly appeared at the feet of everyone, and then a lot of black mist emerged from the disc.

The mist gradually formed in the air, turning into soldiers one after another.

The soldiers transformed from black mist screamed and rushed towards the terrified monks of the Linghuang with their teeth and claws.

A monk bravely rushed towards the soldier, and the two of them fought together. The monk Linghuang struck the soldier's chest with his sword, and the soldier transformed from the black mist disappeared immediately.

Just when the monk was complacent, a cloud of black mist quietly formed behind him.

Immediately afterwards, a black sharp sword pierced the monk's heart, and the monk died with regret.

Everyone was a little terrified,

They avoided the soldiers transformed by the black mist.

Because those soldiers can't be killed at all, even if they are killed, another cloud of black mist will quietly form immediately, making it hard to guard against.

Lin Hua looked angry, picked up the long sword and went straight to Yu Shaoqiu who was kneeling on the ground and manipulating the formation.

In his opinion, all of this is caused by Yu Shaoqiu, as long as he is killed, all of this will be solved naturally, but how could Yu Shaoqiu let him succeed.

Before the long sword was close to Shao Qiu, a golden long spear struck directly, knocking the long sword in Lin Hua's hand into the air, and then two double whips shining with light yellow light hit Lin Hua's back heavily.

"puff!"

A mouthful of old blood spurted out.

Yu Shaoqiu condensed his hands, and a cloud of black mist appeared in front of Lin Hua, and then the black soldier stretched out his hands, stroked Lin Hua's face, twisted his hands, and a big head was taken off by Yu Shaoqiu.

After Zhou Tong and Hu Yanzhuo arrived with five hundred people, the battle ended even faster.

The entire army of 2,500 men was wiped out, and General Lin Hua died in battle.

When Yu Shaoqiu and others returned to the camp, they hung Lin Hua's head directly on the wall to demonstrate and boost morale.

And at this time, Lin Xue finally sensed something was wrong, and quickly led the team up the mountain.

On the desert filled with yellow sand.

After the two figures intersected, they separated quickly. Wang Jian, holding a short sword, stood there breathing heavily, while Ye Hao, holding a sword of Wu Dao, sat on the ground without any image, panting heavily.

"How about it, General Wang, do you still think you can easily defeat me?"

Wang Jian looked at the trembling arm and remained silent.

At this moment, Ye Hao's silver-white skin dissipated. He stood up, looked at Wang Jian and said, "Actually, I have met your apprentice."

Wang Jian was stunned, and asked: "He still went to look for you?"

"That's right."

Wang Jian smiled wryly and said, "Did he suffer when he left?"

"He didn't leave." Ye Hao wiped the sweat from his forehead and said, "He surrendered to me."

"What!" Wang Jian was furious, and he moved forward with a sword, stabbing Ye Hao straight.

Ye Hao smiled calmly, and the eight fire phoenixes intertwined to stop Wang Jian's attack.

"That day, Lin Sheng was there, and we almost died."

Wang Jian smiled wryly, and said: "Sure enough, Lin Sheng has also gone. From this point of view, Lin Sheng should have died."

"That's right." Ye Hao mobilized his spiritual power and said seriously, "I killed Lin Sheng."

"Do you know why Yu Shaoqiu wants to submit to me?"

"I don't need to know the reason, I'll just pretend I don't have this apprentice in my life."

"because of you."

"Heh." Wang Jian sneered and said angrily, "If it's really for my own good, I shouldn't have gone to you, and I should have left this place of right and wrong!"

"Do you think he can leave?" Ye Hao was also angry, and growled: "Lin Sheng has been following him since he left the tent, if he hadn't come to me, then you would really lose this apprentice! "

"This is not a reason for him to join the enemy and treason!"

"He wants to save you, and he doesn't want you to be in the hands of the Lin family. His condition for submitting to me is to let me save you!"

Speaking of this, Ye Hao recalled the conditions of Yu Shaoqiu's surrender last night.

He doesn't want any glory and wealth, he doesn't want to live in the world, and he doesn't want to be criticized by thousands of people, but he is more afraid of losing his only relative, so that night he begged Ye Hao to be kind to himself when the two armies were at war. His master showed mercy and brought his master to Tianyuan.

Ye Hao agreed, so he asked Yu Shaoqiu to direct the war with Lin Yi, and he was responsible for stopping the only Lingdi standing force in Yuelun, and also fulfilled what Yu Shaoqiu had promised.

Wang Jian took a deep breath and said calmly: "This is the path he chose, I won't say more, but my path should be chosen by myself, he has no right to make decisions for me."

After saying that, Wang Jian closed his eyes slightly, and a stern sword energy shot straight into the sky.

Ye Hao also knew that it would be useless to talk too much, so he simply kept silent and secretly accumulated energy. Behind him, the phantoms of nine fire phoenixes gradually appeared, and those phantoms slowly opened their red eyes.

The dagger in Wang Jian's hand shattered, and the sword became stronger and stronger, while the phantom of the phoenix behind Ye Hao became more and more real.

Tun Tian, ​​who was lying on the ground not far away, said happily: "After fighting for a long time, these two guys are finally going to show their housekeeping skills. This is a one move to determine the outcome. I like this."

As Tun Tian said, both of them are preparing for their last move.

But this move may not only determine the outcome, but may directly determine life and death. The difference depends on the control of the two.