Dragon King Medical Son-in-law

Outside the wasteland, there was blood mist and a sea of ​​blood and mountains of corpses, like purgatory.

As Jiang Jiutian continued his crazy killing, groups of pagan warriors fell down in droves, the place was in chaos, with screams and despair roars.

Of the original one billion pagan troops, less than 20% are now left, and they have lost all fighting spirit and have completely collapsed.

It’s not that they didn’t think about escaping, but with Jiang Jiutian’s godlike speed, erratic large-scale attacks, and ghostly movements, they had nowhere to escape and no way to run.

In the end, they were slaughtered crazily like a tiger among a flock of sheep, and fled in all directions like headless flies.

Moreover, as Jiang Jiutian's strength increased rapidly in the killing, the pagan army completely lost the ability to resist, like fish on a chopping board.

Looking at Jiang Jiutian who was killing more and more crazily on the battlefield, Fu Chun who was standing next to Jiang Chen was like an ant on a hot pan, begging constantly, but all his begging turned into nonsense in the face of Jiang Chen's indifference.

At this moment, Zhong Ling flashed and suddenly appeared beside Jiang Chen.

"Your Excellency!" Hunxing immediately bowed and saluted.

Zhong Ling hummed, and looking at the situation on the battlefield, he couldn't help but smile wickedly.

"Our young master is showing off his divine power, killing without being evil. It's true that a tiger father will have a dog son. This family is full of perverts."

After hearing this, Chaos Xing chuckled.

But Jiang Chen rolled his eyes at Zhong Ling in annoyance: "Do you know how to praise people?"

"My hands are itching too." Zhong Ling held her wrist and said, "Master, I want to practice my hands too!"

As soon as these words came out, before Jiang Chen expressed his opinion, Fu Chun immediately screamed in shock.

"No, absolutely not. We agreed that only he can..."

"Who is this guy?" Zhong Ling interrupted Fu Chun and suddenly frowned: "Pagan?"

Fu Chun felt a strong murderous aura and subconsciously took a few steps back.

Just when Zhong Ling was about to take action, she was stopped by Jiang Chen.

"Has Yang Yi been executed?"

Zhong Ling shrugged her shoulders and said, "Of course, I will cut you into pieces first, then grind your bones and scatter your ashes, and your soul will be scattered."

Jiang Chen narrowed his eyes slightly: "Your female master didn't say anything, what did she do?"

As soon as these words came out, Zhong Ling's heart suddenly skipped a beat.

"Speak." Jiang Chen looked directly at Zhong Ling.

"No." Zhong Ling hurriedly shook her head: "But she still looks quite unforgiving. After all, they are a pair derived from the innate Tai Chi."

Then, she looked at Jiang Chen half-jokingly and said, "Why, do you suspect that the female master will cheat on you?"

Jiang Chen: "..."

"I think it's fair to cheat on her." Zhong Ling said meaningfully, "After all, you've cheated on the female master before, so we're even..."

"Zhong Xiaoling, you deserve to be punished, don't you?" Jiang Chen rolled his eyes at her in annoyance: "You all betrayed me, and your female master can't betray me either."

After hearing this, Zhong Ling immediately giggled, rubbed the Hunxing beside her, and joked.

"See? We are both beauties, but we are treated differently. Damn you, wife-protecting maniac."

"Yeah." Chaos also nodded: "Shameful wife-protecting maniac."

Jiang Chen: "..."

"Can you please stop flirting?" Fu Chun, who was standing by, couldn't stand it any longer and shouted, "We choose to surrender, but you can't even deny us permission to surrender, right?"

Hearing this, Jiang Chen, Zhong Ling and Hun Xing looked at each other.

But before the three of them could speak, Fu Chun immediately flipped his hands and a purple-red light shot towards the void of the battlefield in front.

"The alien saint army, listen to my command. Give up resistance and surrender immediately. Anyone who disobeys my order will be killed without mercy."

These words spread throughout the entire bloody battlefield, causing panic among the pagan army that was fleeing in all directions. They were all stunned at the same time and stood there in a daze.

surrender?

The Alien Saint Clan has never surrendered before, but now they have to surrender to a creature from the Ten Thousand Worlds. This is simply a great shame and humiliation.

But what does it matter? Now they have been killed so hard that they are terrified and their hearts are broken. They don't even have the strength to resist. If they don't surrender, they will only die, and die in a foreign land, without even the chance to be reborn.

It was because of the spread of this idea that the surviving pagan warriors laid down their weapons and surrendered.

Some of them who were not convinced could only look around and go with the flow.

As they raised their hands in surrender on a large scale, Jiang Jiutian, who had been killing madly, could finally take a breath.

Standing in a sea of ​​blood and corpses, he was covered in blood at this moment, like a bloodthirsty and domineering god of death.

The corpses scattered all around, the blood mist filling the void, the screams and wails everywhere on the battlefield, and the pagan enemies with missing limbs were the miracles and myths he created this time.

With one man, one sword and one pot of wine, he defeated the enemy army with god-like power.

This moment is his most glorious moment, the glorious moment of becoming a new generation of killing god.

His father gave him the opportunity to become famous in one battle, making him a hero that everyone admired and was powerful and domineering.

On the battlefield, all living creatures and pagan armies were looking at him, with some in awe, some excited, some fearful, some terrified, but none of them were unwilling to accept the outcome.

Looking at the battlefield where the killing had stopped, Fu Chun suddenly knelt on one knee towards Jiang Chen.

"Lord of the Living Beings, I, the Saint Tribe, surrender. We underestimated your Ten Thousand Worlds, which led to such a cruel scene. Here, on behalf of the Saint Tribe's expeditionary army, I formally surrender to the Lord of the Ten Thousand Worlds."

As he spoke, he suddenly raised a magic gun surrounded by red light towards Jiang Chen and lowered his head in conviction.

Seeing this scene, Zhong Ling and Hun Xing all turned their eyes to Jiang Chen.

They knew very well that if Jiang Chen accepted this magic gun, it would mean that he allowed them to surrender, and the subsequent killing would be completely stopped.

"I'm willing to accept the loss." Jiang Chen looked directly at Fu Chun: "This is your choice beyond the bet."

Fu Chun took a deep breath and said slowly, "I am willing to accept defeat. From now on, I, Fu Chun and my army are willing to become slaves of the Lord of Living Beings..."

Before he finished speaking, Jiang Chen suddenly shouted, "Killing God Jiang Jiutian!"

The next second, with a crisp sound, Jiang Jiutian, covered in murderous aura and blood, appeared in front of Jiang Chen.

"Father!"

Jiang Chen: "Call me Emperor Jiang."

"Emperor Jiang." Jiang Jiutian immediately knelt on one knee.

"You have defeated a billion pagan troops." Jiang Chen asked word by word, "Now, they want to surrender. You are the leader of this battlefield. What do you think?"

Hearing this, Jiang Jiutian glared at the kneeling Fu Chun with bloodshot eyes.

"Are you the commander of this pagan army?"

Fu Chun raised his head slowly with trembling lips: "Yes, the Young Master of Ten Thousand Worlds is famous. We, the Saint Tribe, have learned from him and are convinced and willing to submit."

"Then how are you going to explain the lives in my world that were slaughtered by you?" Jiang Jiutian asked in a cold voice.

Fu Chun was stunned and suddenly speechless.