In the eyes of the martial gods, Dismusk's threat is far greater than Qin Hao.

As long as Dismusk dies, they will take Qin Hao's head as if they are taking things out of their pockets... By that time, what is the Great Qin Empire? What is the Invincible Iron Army? It will all become a joke.

"kill!"

With a light shout, the three ninth-grade martial gods rushed out again, and the others quickly followed when they saw this.

One-on-one, you will definitely die!

Only by putting aside everything and joining forces to face the enemy can you have a chance to kill Dismusk.

And even if you can't kill Dismusk, you can just hold him temporarily... because as long as you drag Dismusk, a million army, plus a group of powerful men in the realm of Martial Saints, will be enough to crush the 40,000 Saint Knights in front of you to ashes.

Other troops from all walks of life flocking to the Qin Empire to capture some cities. If there is no army or city, the Qin Empire will be destroyed.

"Good come!"

Dismusk laughed, his cloak shook slightly, and he punched him forward.

In the void, thousands of light flashed.

In just a moment, a fourth-grade martial god was blown away, and his body exploded on the way back, turning into blood mist in the sky and scattered out.

One blow, instant kill!

"Echo left and right, fight with him!"

"Put everything aside, even if there is a chance of death together, you must not let it go."

"kill!"

......

On the other side of the battlefield, millions of troops rushed forward in a mighty manner.

Although there were tanks and red-clothed cannons, dense shells were bombarded into the crowd, the number of tanks and red-clothed cannons was limited after all. Even if each shell could take away more than a dozen people, even dozens of lives, it still could not stop the pace of a million troops.

Whoosh!

With a sharp sound of breaking through the air, a sixth-grade martial saint jumped out of the army and rushed towards a red-clothed cannon.

Unlike tanks, red-clothed cannons need people to operate, and the female soldiers of the Great Wall Guards are responsible for operating the red-clothed cannons.

"die!"

The sixth-grade martial saint had a ferocious face, and the long sword in his hand slashed forward. With just one blow, he slashed the head of the Great Wall Guards.

But even before her death, the female soldier had no timidity or fear in her eyes. Her head rolled to the ground, and her eyes were still staring at the sixth-grade martial saint.

The sixth-grade martial saint stood firm, and the long sword swept a layer of rich mysterious energy, and slashed hard on the cannon barrel of the red-clothed cannon.

boom!

With a loud bang, the cannon of the red-clothed cannon was cut out into a deep gully, and the huge force knocked the entire cannon out.

"Crash, there are only 40,000 enemies, why fear?"

"Kill them, and then work hard to razend the entire Qin Empire to the ground, kill them!"

The shouts of killing shocked the sky, and the powerful man in the Martial Saint realm played a great role in the battlefield. Any red-clothed cannon targeted by the Martial Saint powerhouse will soon be shattered and the thick cannon barrel rolled to the ground.

On the battlefield, King Arthur held up his broadsword, and shields condensed with energy hovered around him.

The spiral strike was swirling around, and any enemy that was approaching him was shattered by the shield.

"Paladin Legion, charge!"

"The red cannon, retreat, leave the battlefield, fight and retreat, pay attention to the attack distance!"

"The army of tanks, crush and move forward."

One by one, the orders were issued, and the 40,000 Paladins' movements were neat and uniform, and they rushed out frantically from the enemy.

When Dismusk was fighting with those powerful martial gods, Mo Qilin had already handed it to Ye Leng Leng's hands and temporarily became Ye Leng Leng's mount.

Ye Lengleng spread her hands, and the pebbles of crabapple flowers floated in her palms, scattering in all directions. Any paladin who was injured in the battle would soon receive her treatment.

As long as it is not a single blow, Jiuxin Haitang will stabilize their injuries as quickly as possible to reduce casualties.

Meng Yiran was holding a snake staff in her hand. In the Star Dou Forest, Long Gong and Snake Woman were originally going to find the first soul ring for Meng Yiran, but because of Qin Hao, Long Gong and Snake Woman and Meng Yiran came to Tianyun Continent by chance.

So Meng Yiran has not obtained the first soul ring until now, but although she does not have the first soul ring, Dismusk taught her some other things.

Before this, the battle of the million-level legion was simply unimaginable for Meng Yiran. Not to mention her, even the dragon and the snake lady had never seen such a scene... But despite this, Meng Yiran's eyes were not timid, but instead showed excitement.

"Looking straight at death!"

"Put everything aside, bring the strength of the body to the limit of the human body!"

"Understanding in battle, awakening in battle!"

Meng Yiran jumped up from the war horse and landed steadily on the battlefield. The snake staff in his hand swept out and knocked the two enemy troops out.

"As long as I can persevere in this battle, I will have the opportunity to comprehend the small universe and the chance to become a Saint Seiya!"

Meng Yiran gritted her teeth and said, "Martial soul, the dual cultivation of the small universe... I, Meng Yiran, will definitely live up to the expectations of Brother Qin Hao and the teacher!"

Forty thousand Paladins, like small boats sailing into the sea among millions of troops, heading forward all the way through the storm.

Tanks open the way ahead!

The red-clothed cannon has retreated to the central army, and is protected by the Paladin army in front and behind... Compared to tanks, the red-clothed cannon is much clumsy and fragile, but its lethality is not weaker than that of the tank. After retreating to the central army, it temporarily interrupted the enemy's powerful martial saint attempt.

A seventh-grade martial saint roared: "The reaction is fast enough, otherwise they must destroy all the red cannons first!"

Another shouted: "Don't talk nonsense, just rush over. Among these 40,000 troops, only the main general, King Arthur, is quite good. The other soldiers are definitely not our enemies together... Dismusk has been dragged down, and it is the time when we kill the 40,000 Paladins!"

After the words came, two of the Martial Saints turned around and rushed towards King Arthur.

The other martial saints also stared at some soldiers in the Paladin army... Even Ye Lenglen became their beheading target.

In the distance, Dismusk forced the three ninth-grade martial gods to retreat, frowned and turned his head.

"Even if I can't kill me, I will hold me back. Is that your plan?"

"That's right!"

A ninth-grade martial god gritted his teeth and said, "We admit that you are very strong, but if we abandon all defenses and hold the determination to die with you in every move, even you will not be able to easily get rid of us... So stay here honestly and watch the 40,000 Saint Knights be crushed to ashes with your own eyes!"

Hearing this, Dismusk suddenly smiled, and his smile was very bright.

"Hahahahaha!"

"why are you laughing?"

"Laughing you stupid... Just you? You want to hold me back?"
Chapter completed!