Puppet emperor? Summon three thousand Xuanjia troops at the beginning

See Ran Min.

Tan Fu himself felt his body trembling with fear.

It seemed to be a suppression from blood, or as if he had encountered some ferocious beast from ancient times.

At this moment, he even felt that the axe in his hand was a little unstable.

"General!"

A warrior rushed over here.

They wanted to support Tan Fu.

But the moment they rushed over, Ran Min swept across with the double-edged spear in his hand.

He cut the man into two pieces.

When he saw Ran Min actually take action, Tan Fu knew that what he thought was absolutely correct.

Ran Min's strength is so strong that it has definitely surpassed the limit that the ninth rank can reach.

This is a truly powerful person above the ninth rank.

And even among those above the ninth rank, they are definitely not weak.

Otherwise, it would be impossible to bring such terrible repressive force to oneself.

He wanted to leave in fear.

But at this moment, his body couldn't help but tremble and couldn't move.

Ran Min did not give him any more chances and thrust his double-edged spear straight forward.

In an instant, Tan Fu fell to the ground.

Looking at other places, the battle situation is similar.

It is obvious that these coalition forces are already doomed.

They simply couldn't imagine how Daqian could have so many people supporting it?

Logically speaking, they had already blocked off the surrounding situation, so it was impossible for Daqian to send out support personnel.

But the current situation makes it impossible for them to question these things.

Half Saint...

This is the only possibility.

Although they couldn't understand why a half-saint would personally take action to recruit a group of powerful people.

But they had to believe it at this point.

Thinking of this, despair was revealed in their eyes.

Semi-saint, their own dynasty also has semi-saints.

But even so, they did not gain any benefit from it.

In this war, it was obvious that the Semi-Saint could bring them a huge advantage just by taking action.

But their half-saint chose to stand by and watch them fight.

And what about Da Gan?

The half-saint of Daqian actually helped Daqian summon reinforcements.

Such a terrible gap made them feel desperate and filled with a strong sense of unwillingness.

pity……

Although both of them are semi-saints, the gap between them is really too big.

And at this time.

Mozi had already stood in front of a person.

The two of them just stood there, neither of them moved, and everything in the world seemed to have completely stopped at this moment.

They all heard the fighting in the distance, but did not pay any attention to it.

Opposite Mozi was a semi-saint with a calm expression.

"Mozi, you Daqian will fail."

This person said it very easily, and one could even say that he was confident.

"is it?"

Mozi chuckled and then said:

"Then I think you are wrong. This battle is doomed to failure from the very beginning."

The half-saint sneered.

“This time, I have recruited strong men from many countries. Although not many people came due to time constraints, their strength is far greater than that of Daqian.

How can you win? "

Hearing his confident words, Mo Zi sighed slightly.

This world is completely different from the world he was in before.

In this world, force is supreme.

A strong man like him who has reached the semi-saint world can even ignore the existence of a dynasty.

And in another world.

Even the strongest among them could not achieve a decisive victory in the war.

The gap between the two worlds determines the behavior of both sides.

They are too arrogant and too proud.

To them, the death of the weak is nothing to them.

So they have never considered that some things can actually be thought about from multiple perspectives.

For example, now.

The two of them are now confronting each other here, and neither of them can take action easily.

But at this time, the coalition forces could not send out too many strong men.

However, they, Daqian, already possessed a magic array that could teleport people.

Although there are many restrictions and the cost is high.

But this is a trump card that can be used to win the game.

So now, the semi-saint opposite thought that he was being dragged, but he had no idea that he was actually being dragged.

As long as we keep the enemy here, the outcome of this war will be self-evident.

After an unknown amount of time, the half-saint's expression changed slightly.

"You don't look like you're in any hurry."

He felt a little strange. Normally, in a situation like this, Mozi should be very anxious. After all, if the war failed this time, Daqian would lose most of its foundation.

Although at this point, their power has completely surpassed that of an entire dynasty.

But even so, they cannot completely get rid of the existence of national destiny.

So under such circumstances, the strength of the dynasty has a direct impact on their strength.

Especially if one wants to enter the realm of a true saint, luck is an important requirement that cannot be ignored.

All the saints alive today are extremely famous in the whole world.

All semi-saints are seeking luck.

I hope that by doing this I can get closer to the true supreme position.

Even people like Kuisheng of Wukui City, who achieved sainthood through martial arts, are no exception.

Naturally, Mozi cannot be an exception.

Under such circumstances, the Daqian Dynasty was about to end, so how could he be so calm?

"Of course not."

Mozi answered with a smile, as if he was just chatting casually, and he didn't care about what was said at all.

Hearing Mozi's answer, the half-saint frowned.

"You still have a trump card..."

He spoke these words in a deep voice.

Although he didn't know why Mozi could be so calm, the current situation was enough to prove that Muzi was not very worried about the outcome of this war, which meant that he was confident of winning.

Being plotted!

He felt a little shocked and uneasy in his heart, but he eventually suppressed all these emotions.

As a semi-saint, he must stay rational at all times, otherwise he is likely to fall into the calculations of others.

Without any hesitation, he turned and left.

Because at this time he had to go and see the battle situation on the front line.

If the situation on the front line is good, he will be able to stop Mozi here.

But if the situation on the front line is bad, then he will have no choice but to give up everything.

After all, he had seen the battle between Mozi and Kuisheng before.

The battle was raging.

But the final result was that Mozi won.

He didn't need to think to know that if he and Mozi fought against each other, he would be the one who died in the end.

Not to mention Mozi, based on his understanding of his own strength, he might not even be able to beat Kuisheng.

It can only delay some time.

Seeing his movements, Mo Zi also turned into a stream of light and chased after him.

When this semi-saint arrived at the front line, he immediately saw the battle situation in front of him.

In his imagination, the reason why Mozi was not in a hurry must be that he had some trump cards. However, no matter how strong his trump cards were, they could never determine the final outcome of this war.

At most, it would prevent Daqian from losing so badly, and it might even lead to a stalemate for a while, allowing Daqian to receive reinforcements.

But now.

Inexplicably, a lot of powerful people appeared in Daqian, and the most important thing was that they had actually rushed out of the city and were chasing in the direction of the coalition forces.

Rout!

For the first time, an expression of disbelief appeared in his eyes.

It was clearly a sure-win battle, how did these rubbish turn it out like this?

Then, when he saw Mo Zi behind him, fear appeared in his pupils.

Before, he just wanted to delay Mozi and gain the advantage on the battlefield.

But now he just wanted to leave here, because only by leaving here could he survive.

Under the city, the coalition forces naturally also saw the two scorching suns in the sky.

"Saint, it's the Saint who took action!"

Someone shouted excitedly.

Especially those from the coalition forces, their expressions were even more so.

Because compared to Daqian, they are now in a desperate state of being hunted down.

So the appearance of the Semi-Saint at this time brought them great confidence and hope.

But their hope has not yet arisen.

Then I heard the sound of the sky.

"Mozi, the next time we fight, I will never let you go!"

The half-saint shouted fiercely.

But his actions did not show any intention of getting closer to Mozi.

Instead, he turned around and ran, trying to escape from the battlefield.

This situation shocked everyone on the ground, and it undoubtedly proved something.

The Semi-Saint had given up on them.

They have now become a group of abandoned people.

If they can't find any other solution, their final outcome will be quite tragic.

While in the sky, Mo Zi saw the half-saint turn around and run away with a smile on his face.

Last time, he let Kuisheng run away.

That Kui Sheng was extremely powerful and had been operating in Wukui City for hundreds of years, plus he had no preparation.

So he didn't stop the other party in the end.

But now, a new semi-saint appears.

Nothing to do but escape.

If I let him leave successfully, wouldn't I be a little sorry to the Holy Lord?

In just a moment, Mozi chased after him.

Two scorching suns were chasing each other in the sky, approaching each other at an extremely fast speed.

The semi-saint in front kept looking back at Mozi, and the fear in his eyes became more and more obvious.

This strength is too strong.

How could Mozi be so powerful?

We are all half-saints.

How could the gap be so big?

He had countless thoughts in his mind, but at this moment, none of them made any sense.

After chasing for half an hour, Mo Zi finally stood in front of the opponent.

The half-saint was standing there, breathing heavily.

I want to relieve some of my tension in this way.

"Mozi, do you think you have me in your hands?"

He spoke.

It sounds a bit harsh.

Facing his voice, Mozi's expression remained calm.

"Stay here. If I let you run away today, I will have a hard time explaining myself."

As he spoke, Mozi turned into a stream of light and rushed towards him.

Upon seeing this, the half-saint also hardened his heart and fought fiercely with Mozi.

Two scorching suns kept colliding hundreds of meters in the sky.

Every collision brought huge fluctuations, even the ground felt the collision and set off a huge wave.

It makes people chase and fight non-stop.

However, in most cases, Mozi was chasing while the other party was fleeing.

They went through one dynasty after another.

It attracted the attention of countless people.

Everyone knew that the two semi-saints were fighting each other.

Countless people are looking forward to what the final outcome of this battle will be.

After an unknown amount of time, the sun gradually lost its dazzling light and then fell heavily to the ground.

Mozi is in mid-air.

Although he didn't make any move, he knew it.

Those who follow secretly must be filled with fear at this moment.

He didn't care too much about it. After all, the purpose of their coming here was to become famous.

Now Wukui City has been completely annexed by them.

The surrounding dynasties probably had a deep-seated fear of the word "Daqian".

The purpose of their coming here has been completely achieved.

Now another half-saint has been killed.

It is enough to push Daqian's reputation to its peak.

Seeing that the half-saint had completely lost his voice, Mo Zi turned and left.

Until a long time passed.

Finally, someone arrived at the location where the semi-saint was.

He swallowed.

The ground had become a huge pit, and in the center, a charred corpse lay there.

No one could have imagined that this corpse was actually a powerful semi-saint who was once high and mighty.

"Really dead..."

The man murmured something.

Afterwards, many more people stood up.

Their expressions were very complicated.

Another half-saint died...

You know, the death of every semi-saint is a trembling thing for the entire continent.

In the past few hundred years, not many semi-saints have died.

However, during this period of time, one semi-saint after another fell.

And almost all of them died at the hands of Daqian.

This made all of them very clear how terrifying the Daqian Dynasty was.

Under such circumstances.

People from all forces worked non-stop to inform the surrounding dynasties of everything that happened here.

They were scared.

Although this place is very far away from Daqian.

But they were ready to surrender.

If Daqian attacks them one day, surrender may be the best way out for them.

On the other side is the Daqian Zhutian City.

Zhou Yuan has already seen the changes in the system's imperial power value.

During this period, the speed at which the Emperor's prestige value increased was countless times faster than before.

"It seems...

This time, I, Daqian, have really made a name for myself."

There was some joy on his face.

These imperial power values ​​are the foundation of his dynasty.