Puppet emperor? Summon three thousand Xuanjia troops at the beginning

This is a huge battlefield.

No one dares to come close.

Even his high-ranking third-grade national warriors who may be hiding there definitely don't have the guts.

Because a semi-saint just died here.

Under such circumstances, even if someone appears above the ninth level, it is no different from seeking death.

But this voice.

It's like reaching straight into their souls.

It made them feel a sense of fear in their hearts.

Then, like an old man wearing ordinary linen clothes, he was slowly walking from the edge of the battlefield.

The moment I saw this figure.

Everyone was on guard.

At the same time, deadly threats constantly sound the alarm to them.

This is simply not the power that a national warrior can have!

Even Li Yuanba, whose hands holding the drum, urn, and golden hammer felt trembling at this moment.

It was as if what he saw in front of him was a big mountain, not an ordinary old man.

Even the giant python couldn't bring him such tremendous pressure.

"Half Saint!"

Han Xin gritted his teeth and said these two words.

He couldn't believe it.

Just when they slaughtered the Python Saint, a new Half-Saint appeared here.

When did this person appear?

There is absolutely no way he is the Saint of the Great Python.

Thinking hard.

If this person appeared when they were fighting the Python Saint, that would probably be the worst case scenario.

But even so.

Han Xin also smiled bitterly.

"What a miscalculation."

He sighed helplessly.

Thinking of Han Xin, he boasted that he had no plans left.

I didn't expect that there would be such a huge omission.

Everyone thought that the half-saints would not leave their dynasty easily.

But now it seems that this is obviously a huge lie.

Indeed, they may not leave on the surface.

But if these semi-saints, who are already extraordinary, leave secretly, no one will be able to detect them.

"Everyone, can we fight again?"

He looked at the generals behind him.

Everyone's eyes showed exhaustion.

Even Li Yuanba is the same.

The reason why he is able to have a steady stream of power is because he recovers his power extremely quickly.

Without using all his strength, naturally no one can squeeze out all his power.

But in this battle, Li Yuanba was the absolute main force.

Facing a semi-saint-level giant python, no one can avoid using power.

So Li Yuanba is now in extremely bad condition.

There are many injuries on his body.

"of course can!"

The Fang Tian Painted Halberd in Lu Bu's hand hit the ground heavily.

At this moment, the heavy Fang Tian painted halberd once again created spider web-like cracks on the ground.

Even if it means death.

He will only die on the way to charge.

Instead of dying a cowardly death.

Xue Rengui laughed.

"Who is General Han looking down on?"

Huo Qubing's expression did not change.

"I will be a pioneer!"

Although the others did not speak, the fighting spirit in their eyes did not diminish.

It's not like they have no chance of winning.

After a series of battles, Big Python's soldiers suffered heavy casualties.

But even so, there are still hundreds of thousands of soldiers ready to fight.

Before fighting to the death of every soldier.

They will never back down.

In the distance, a look of surprise appeared in the eyes of Daxuan's ninth-grade national scholar.

"Is this...Zhuo Sheng?"

He was a little unsure.

After all, he is only a ninth-grade national scholar, so it is naturally impossible for him to know all the semi-saints in the world.

However, the temperament of each half-saint is different.

"Zhuo Sheng?"

After hearing his words, the other two people showed shock in their eyes.

"Doesn't that mean that this person is Hong Sheng's disciple?"

When they spoke, their voices couldn't help but become quieter.

Hongsheng, that is a real saint!

Semi-saints are already like gods in their hearts.

Hongsheng, on the other hand, is an existence that they cannot imagine.

Daxuan Ninth Grade pondered for a moment, and then said:

"Actually, they can't be considered disciples. The thirty-two sages under Hongsheng's sect are all semi-saints, and some have even become saints.

But most of them only have a little teaching grace, and this is the case with this Zhuo Sage.

But even if it's just like this, it's still amazing. "

What Daxuan Jiupin said surprised the two of them.

This was already an extremely big secret, and I didn’t expect them to have the chance to know it.

"That's a real half-saint...

Those Dagan people are dead. "

There was a bit of pity in the eyes of the three people.

He is a military commander, and even though Daxuan and Daqian have different positions, he still respects the slaughter of the saint very much.

However, this reputation has not yet had time to spread.

These people are going to die.

Han Xin and the others did not know the identity of the person in front of them.

See Zhuo Sheng.

Han Xin said in a deep voice:

"I did it, so I probably didn't offend the saint."

Zhuo Sheng smiled.

"Indeed, but mortals' power is limited, how can they kill saints? If you act against heaven, you should know that you will fall into the gate of hell."

As soon as these words came out, Han Xin already understood that there was no room for turning around between them.

The saint in front of them had no intention of reasoning with them.

Just for the so-called invincibility of a saint.

It's really ridiculous.

The stainless steel sword was raised high.

"Where are the Daqian soldiers!"

he roared.

Even for the truly powerful Half-Saint, he still took a piece of flesh from the opponent's body.

Let him know that Da Gan is not that easy to mess with.

"exist!"

"The wind is blowing!" Han Xin roared.

"The wind is rising!" Wan Jun responded.

This battle!

It’s an unparalleled battle!

Everyone's eyes were filled with determination to die.

No one thought that they could survive this battle.

But death cannot scare them.

The army is preparing for war, and a fight is imminent.

But at this moment, Zhuo Sheng suddenly frowned.

His eyes looked towards the position behind Da Qianjun.

Because there was a middle-aged man wearing a Confucian scholar's robe walking slowly.

It didn't exude any momentum, but it made him feel a slight sense of crisis.