How can such a rookie army fight against the 100,000 black-armored army led by the Dark Night God General Ghost Face?

Suddenly, a hand gently pressed on Wei Mian's shoulder.

As soon as Wei Mian turned his head, he met His Highness's smile as bright as the sun.

And this smile seemed to suddenly inject a fresh spring into his body.

Most of the humility, fear and tension that originally lingered in my heart dissipated in an instant.

However, Luo Yu did not appease Wei Mian. Instead, he looked at the ghost face opposite and said with a smile but not a smile: "This shameless general, haven't you heard a sentence? The waves behind the Yangtze River push the waves in front, and the waves in front die on the beach! This is no longer the case.

It's your time. What's so strange about you that Uncle Wei won? As long as no one says that my Uncle Wei bullies the old and the weak, it will be fine."

"The waves behind the Yangtze River push the waves in front, and the waves in front die on the beach." Ghost Face had never heard of this sentence, but the meaning was so easy to understand that the face hidden behind the mask instantly became gloomy.

He turned to look at Lan Yaozong and said with a sinister smile: "Your Majesty, the battle will begin soon. The sword has no eyes. If it hurts the two young highnesses..."

Lan Yaozong still had a faint and noble smile on his face, his brows were kind, and he seemed to be a wise king.

But the words he spoke were cold to the bone: "General Ghost Face is joking. After the rebellion of two rebellious ministers, how can they be worthy of being called generals and royal highnesses? If they die here today, it will be because of their disobedience and unfilial piety, and they will bring the blame on themselves."

Lan Yaozong's words made Ghost Face very satisfied.

He soared into the sky almost immediately, letting out a long and distant drink.

The next moment, one hundred thousand Blue Emperor's black-armored troops immediately surrounded Muyan and the others.

"Uncle Wei, you have to have some confidence in yourself and in Xiaoyao City's 100,000-strong army!"

"You are the general under my Sixth Senior Sister. In the future, you will be an invincible and unrivaled divine general who will dominate the three realms... You are nothing more than an old immortal!"

Wei Mian took a deep breath.

I chewed the words of His Highness over and over in my mind, and then took off into the air without hesitation.

The majestic sea of ​​consciousness was released without reservation.

Although he still doesn't think he can defeat Ghost Face at this moment.

But he is the only general in Xiaoyao City.

If he retreats, who will the 100,000 Xiaoyao army fight for?

Who needs to protect the dignity of Xiaoyao City?

The consciousness of the two god-level generals connected their respective armies of one hundred thousand.

The men and horses from both sides collided in an instant.

But this time, everyone in Xiaoyao City was filled with panic.

Facing the Blue Emperor's black-armored army whose cultivation level was one level higher than his own.

Do they really have a chance of winning?

A doubtful mind means a weak will, and a weak will means a weak will to fight.

The war has not yet begun, but everyone has already seen the ending.

The smile on Lan Yaozong's face became even wider, his eyes flickering brightly, showing no trace of reluctance or concern.

However, at this moment.

A melodious piano sound rang out from the east side of the martial arts arena, then shot straight into the sky and filled the entire Lan Emperor Camp.

At this moment, the situation that was supposed to be one-sided began to reverse.

Lan Yaozong's eyes widened, and he suddenly turned his head to look at the girl floating in the air not far away, playing the strings of the piano.

There was an expression of disbelief on his face.

The reaction of other people in Lan Emperor's camp was a little slower than that of Lan Yaozong.

But gradually some people saw the clues.
Chapter completed!