Chapter 910

This is the team of Tianting city?

How terrible.

The leader has been with Chi Tong for many years in the hall of Yan Luo. He has taken care of the military management of Chi Tong. He knows a team's military appearance and so on. For this, the leader has always been proud that the team in the hall of Yan Luo is the most rigorous in the whole happy valley.

But

The team of Tianting city is no inferior to the people of Yanluo hall. They have firm and energetic faces and wear uniform silver scales. They look majestic. If they don't know the inside information, they are afraid to regard them as the regular army of a country, but they don't know. More than a month ago, they were just a group of mobs living at the bottom of Xiaoyao valley.

What kind of power is it that makes such a group of scattered sands gather in such a short time?

The leader raised his head involuntarily, and he saw that a young girl was wearing a silver scale armour, with a lifelike faucet carved on her shoulder armour. The silver white Cape rose with the wind, forming a sharp contrast between the black hair and the white hair.

The monsoon smoke comes from Baize, elegant and holy white deer. They are the fierce king of the night wolf, Glen, and the sharp eyed sky dog.

The leader's eyes opened slightly. Somehow, he even felt the powerful momentum of red pupil on the body of monsoon smoke, which made the commander of the army have nothing to say!

How is it possible?

The leader shook his head subconsciously.

No matter how successful the monsoon smoke is, it's impossible to have the same experience as the red pupil, who is the real leader in the war!

In the leader's mind, the monsoon smoke has appeared in front of the Tianting city people.

Meng Fusheng and Ling He, as deputies, are closely behind her. They don't know whether they are affected by the monsoon smoke. Today's feeling is totally different from that of ordinary people.

"From this day on, you are the heavenly soldiers. This battle is only allowed to win, not to lose. If you lose the reputation of our Heavenly City, I will hang you on the wall of the city for public display." The voice of monsoon smoke.

"Take command!" The low roar of the brush immediately sounded from the mouth of all the people. The magnificent air rushed to the sky, and the sound was deafening.

The leader of Yanluo hall was shocked three times by the group of people under monsoon smoke. His subconscious eyes swept through the crowd, but he did not see the tall man who had been following monsoon smoke all day, wearing scales and holding strange weapons.

A pure white flag was held high, on which dragon flying and Phoenix dancing with silver ink, wrote the word "Tianbing".

Tianbing?

It's really a big tone.

The team leader felt that the people in front of him were crazy, but they were so crazy that people were stunned.

The monsoon smoke pulled out the evil sword, and the sharp sword held high across the sky: "let's go!"

"Roar!" A roar shook the sky. Thousands of people in Tianting city were ready to go. Under the guidance of monsoon smoke, they walked out of the gate of Tianting city with powerful steps.

At the same time, Yanluo hall and Xianxing tower also started the final battle. However, in a few days, the situation in the Xiaoyao valley will be completely changed. It is unknown who wins or loses the battle, but one thing is that all people know.

To win is to live, to lose is to die.

This is the blood path of all three forces of Xiaoyao valley. Who can really go to the end?

Wait and see.