God-level choice: swallowed a mythical-level martial soul at the beginning

"I'm not going to lie to you."

Yang Qing took a deep breath and said, "At this point, we don't have any defensive force in our city, and all the combat power has been put on the battlefield by me."

As soon as he said this, everyone couldn't help but startled, and their expressions inevitably became a little weird.

The coaches of other people's families often used various methods to boost morale before the war.

But you are lucky, you actually did the opposite, and said that you have no defensive power as soon as you come up.

Yang Qing didn't wait for everyone to think about it, so he spoke again: "So, this general came here... to fight with the lords, until death!"

The moment his words fell, all the soldiers couldn't help but feel a surge of enthusiasm burning in their hearts.

"As expected of a red fox!"

Reporter Han Ya saw it in her eyes and couldn't help but secretly praised it.

The other party's few words are probably enough to make countless soldiers willing to die for him.

"Bewitching!"

General Lihu glanced at Yang Qing, snorted coldly, but didn't say much.

I saw Yang Qing speak again: "Masters, would you like to die together?"

"Wish to die with the general!"

Some soldiers shouted suddenly.

The moment his words fell, countless soldiers raised their arms together and shouted: "I am willing to die with the general!"

"Hahaha...Okay!"

Yang Qinglang laughed, looking at the monster army that was less than 50 meters away from the city wall.

There is no fear in his eyes, but there is only a desperate intention.

I saw him suddenly open his arms, and the next moment, behind him, a white light suddenly burst out.

Under the gaze of countless eyes, the dazzling white light gradually solidified and turned into a human form.

It is the human soul-like martial soul!
I saw this Martial Soul, with an extraordinary appearance, dressed in a white robe, a feather fan and a scarf, with a refined temperament in every gesture.

"Is this the Martial Soul of General Chihu, Army Master Zhuge?"

A martial artist stared blankly at the martial soul, and couldn't help murmuring.

In ancient times, the feudal lords competed for the throne, causing the world to be divided into three parts. Zhuge Liang assisted Emperor Zhaolie of the Han Dynasty, made great achievements, and then came out of Qishan Mountain seven times.

How strong would such a legendary figure, as a martial soul, be if he could unleash all his power?
All the people present couldn't help but have such questions in their hearts.

They had never seen Yang Qing make a move in person, and now, if they could see it with their own eyes, they would die with no regrets.

Yang Qing met the gazes of many people with a stern expression. He stared coldly at the army of monsters below.

Martial soul skills, the east wind suddenly rises!
With a thought in his mind, he saw Zhuge Liang's martial soul behind him, gently shaking the feather fan in his hand.

A gust of hurricane suddenly picked up and swept towards the flying monster!

"Crash..."

Some flying monsters with weak cultivation could not form an effective resistance in the face of such a hurricane, so they were swept away, breaking up their formation in an instant.

A large number of flying monsters lost their balance one after another and fell towards the ground.

But this is just the beginning.

Yang Qing used the Dongfeng Chuqi martial soul skill, his face was obviously a little pale, but he didn't stop, but recited silently again.

Martial soul skills, the flames of war rage!
I saw Zhuge Liang gently waving the feather fan, and a large piece of sparks burst out, like a celestial girl scattering flowers, flying towards the army of monsters and beasts!

When the camera zoomed in, it was not difficult to see that a spark fell on the body of a monster.

The spark was rapidly enlarged, and turned into a raging fire in an instant, engulfing the monster in it.

Waves of extremely miserable howls continued to come out of his mouth.

But this still couldn't stop the passing of its life. In just a few breaths, the monster was already burned to ashes.

At the same time, the large sparks also landed on the bodies of many monsters one after another.

In the blink of an eye, thousands of monsters were already covered in flames.

Yang Qing's face was already extremely ugly, obviously exhausted.

He took a deep breath, suppressed the discomfort of his soul, and used the Dongfeng Zhaqi martial soul skill again.

Wind helps fire.

As a gust of east wind blew by, the raging flames spread among the crowd of monsters in an instant.

Thousands of monsters were engulfed in it, and the breath of life was passing away at an extremely fast speed...

"General Chihu has such tricks!"

"Hahahaha... With General Chihu here, I will surely win this battle!"

All the soldiers, seeing this scene, couldn't help but feel refreshed, and their fighting spirit was high.

Only Han Ya realized that after Yang Qing used three martial arts skills in a row, the endurance of the soul had already reached a critical point.

This is the fact.

At this moment, Yang Qing only felt that his eyes were a little dark. If he hadn't been holding on tightly, he might have fallen down.

He bit the tip of his tongue fiercely, and slammed his right hand on the city wall to stabilize his body.

"Yan—"

Just at this moment, a voice that resembled a dragon's chant rather than a dragon's chant suddenly resounded through the audience.

I saw a huge figure flying towards the skyline in the distance.

"This is... an S-rank water dragon?"

Yang Qing's pupils contracted violently, full of disbelief.

All the soldiers who were originally excited could not help but pause.

I saw that under the gaze of countless gazes, that huge figure flew over the battlefield in an instant.

It let out a long cry again, and the next moment, a large amount of rain fell from the sky, extinguishing all the burning flames!
Yang Qing's method was disintegrated in an instant!
Those monsters lost their threat, and the anger in their hearts rose steadily, and immediately rushed towards the city wall like a tide.

……

Modu, on the road leading to the northern military camp.

Chu Li was driving fast in a military vehicle.

Behind him is a convoy of various expensive vehicles.

At a glance, there are hundreds of them!
Among them, those sitting are the Patriarchs of the eight major families and their respective elite warriors!
These elite fighters cannot be compared with Wang Hu and other military elites.

After all, the army of the devil city is extremely large in number, and the resources allocated to each person are already extremely scarce.

On the other hand, the eight major families only need to support their own clansmen and confidantes, and they will not be stingy with resources at all. Therefore, the level of individual strength is far from what the elites in the military can compare.

"The addition of a thousand elite fighters from the eight major families is enough to change the situation of the battle."

Chu Li thought so in his heart.

He couldn't help but look towards the northern city wall, a trace of worry flashed in his eyes.

Now, the only thing missing is time.

Thinking of this, Chu Li couldn't help looking at the driver who was driving the vehicle, and asked, "How long will it take?"

"Two ten minutes."

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