Qin Feng looked at the army under the city again, and his eyes flashed past Jiang Yurou, who was sitting in Luocheng, and said slowly: "As a warrior, I have made an oath when I first learned martial arts. My sword should not kill innocent people. My sword should protect the weak who cannot hold the sword..."

"This is my original intention to learn martial arts."

Jiang Yurou heard that Qin Feng still remembered his promise to him when he was in Zhenwu Academy when he first learned martial arts. Over the years, the two of them had changed their identities, but he was more than ten thousand people, and his original intentions remained unchanged, which shows that his affection was profound.

Thinking of this, her face suddenly turned red, like a shy little girl.

Qin Feng said again: "The killing of billions of innocent lives is contrary to my way, whether it is Confucian or Martial,..."

Immediately, some people in the human army below couldn't help it.

"Qin Sheng, how can you... be so kind to you!"

Qin Feng still said calmly.

"But the blood of our human soldiers should not be emptied, and the revenge of the robes should not be revenged!"

After saying that, he raised his hand and with a casual move, a circle of thunder hovered on the Holy Dao Monument.

Before everyone could react, the thunder had already covered the stone tablet with half a mile radius.

But what's interesting is that some demons were directly struck by thunder and some were so scared that they were half-hearted that they were lying on the ground and didn't dare to move, but they were safe and sound.

Just when everyone was surprised, Qin Feng continued to say.

"The Holy Dao Monument represents the way of heaven in the Middle Earth, which can monitor people's hearts, and the demon clan is no exception."

"Anyone who passes the Holy Dao Monument and is killed by thunder will have blood debts on his hands, and he will die..."

"A person who is safe and sound is pure and kind-hearted, at least he has no blood debt and can accept surrender."

Qin Feng said this and said sternly: "All the troops obey the orders. Anyone who does not want to pass under the Holy Dao Monument will be killed without any hesitation!"

After Qin Feng said this, the soldiers of the human race understood his original intention.

He is not a woman's kindness, but he is unwilling to commit more murderous crimes, and he is even more unwilling to hurt the innocent people of the demon clan.

But Qin Feng said in a sad tone again: "One-third of the people were surrendered, one-third of them rescued the wounded, and the last one-third collected the bodies of the robes and sent these brothers for the last journey!"

Qin Feng ordered, and soon, the entire Luocheng battlefield became busy again.

The thunder rolled on the Holy Dao Monument, but the number of times it hit was getting less and less.

The atmosphere in Luocheng became increasingly sad.

At the beginning, the regular defenders in Luocheng were only 300,000 of which were retreating from various countries. Even if nearly 100,000 militias acted as people in Luocheng, they would have to fight against hundreds of millions of demon races, and the casualties they had to pay could be imagined.

During the war, everyone sacrificed their lives and shared the same hatred of the enemy. Maybe they didn't feel that when cleaning the battlefield, heart-wrenching crying sounded one after another in Luocheng.

Some are parents crying at their children, some are wives crying at their husbands, and some are grandparents crying at their sons and grandchildren...

In addition, a strong man once attacked Qin Feng on Lingyun Pavilion. The buildings inside the city were also indiscriminate. Except for the Lingyun Pavilion protected by formations, they were all ruins.

Not to mention the innocent people in Luocheng who were crushed and crushed to death by collapsed buildings.

For a time, there were 300,000 people in Luocheng, and every family was mourning, and every family cried everywhere.

This sudden, hundreds of millions of fierce battles have turned this ancient city that has not been affected by the wars of the Seven Kingdoms for thousands of years into devastated people and their lives are in vain.

As for the clinic, which is so narrow that it can't let go of people, it's even more crowded.

Qin Feng immediately opened the secret realm of life and allowed the Qin Feng family and other wounded people to enter the healing process.

When each sect saw Qin Feng set an example, they opened the secret realm and allowed the wounded to enter the recuperation. They followed the Qin Feng family and rushed to take out the healing pills.

In Lingyun Pavilion, Qin Feng, who was sweating profusely, was anxiously waiting for reply from all parties.

Soon, Bin Suxin from the secret realm of life arrived.

Although Meng Xiaolou was hit by the full force of the demon ancestor protector, he was sent to the secret realm of life to heal his wounds as soon as possible, and he was not seriously injured. He was just a little weak for the time being and could recover soon.

After hearing this, the stone that Qin Feng had been holding his heart finally fell down.

After all, Qin Feng knew how powerful the four real dragons were. When Meng Xiaolou blocked the attack of the demon ancestor protector for Qin Feng, he felt that blood rushed to his head.

This is also the reason why he desperately wanted to kill the demon ancestor protector to avenge Meng Xiaolou.

Fortunately, the dream of the small building is auspicious, and the heavenly appearance is not a big deal.

As for the reports from other places, they are not that optimistic.

At the beginning, nearly 200,000 defenders of Luocheng were killed, especially the commanders of the Qin Feng family who remained in the city, with a casualty rate of 80%.

It is the promise that these commanders of the Qin Feng family have fulfilled with their lives.

Because there were strong men of the Demon Lord level attacking ordinary soldiers, the subsequent casualties of reinforcements were not much better.

And they were basically killed in battle, with very few injured people.

A million troops of Yan State were killed in battle.

The Northwest Demon Clan was killed in battle by 100,000.

The army of other countries has successively added up, with more than 300,000 casualties, but few are injured, less than 100,000.

If we count the number of militias that cannot be counted in the city, as well as the casualties of the Saint Disarmament, Tianwu, and Saint Warriors, in this battle alone, the human race will be nearly one million!

You should know that a powerful country like Zhao had only 800,000 people who had devoted their entire nation to attack Yan.

The martial saints of all countries also have a dark face and do not speak.

Only the Korean martial saint Ji Liang, who came after the war, smiled calmly and talked casually with the martial saints beside him.

But no one wants to pay attention to this Korean martial saint who is like a clown.

After a while, many powerful men from the Holy Trial Martial Arts Academy also returned to Lingyun Pavilion.

Many powerful people from the Holy Defence Army also looked gloomy, as if they were about to thunder and rain.

Needless to say, the Holy Disarmament, which is mainly composed of disciples of the Hidden Sect and the Holy Tribunal Martial Arts Academy, is also unbearable as the main force to block the powerful demon clan.

Tong Yuan didn't say anything with a dark face, but Li Guang, who was still behind him, said with a wry smile.

"Okay, after today, the Holy Disarmament will no longer need the four-way war department in the southeast, west and north..."

"Just join a battle department. The Holy Disarmament can be at the same level as the Law Enforcement Hall and make a hall."

Hearing this almost black humorous self-mockery, it is difficult to hide the cruel reality below.

Forty-one thousand saints were dismissed, and 300,000 were directly injured and killed?

Tong Yuan bit his lips, as if he had been aged for nearly a thousand years in an instant.

"The Holy Disarmament - It's not embarrassing the human martial family!"

After he finished speaking, he couldn't help but raise his hand and burst into tears.

For a moment, many powerful people from the Holy Trial Martial Arts Academy, whether they were the Martial God or the Supreme, all of them were sore and they all cried out.
Chapter completed!