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Chapter 102 The momentum is overwhelming(1/2)

"Can't."

Meng Lie sighed.

"The corpse of an immortal is stained with the aura of a demon.

The body of an immortal was implanted into the bones of an immortal, and the person's body was contaminated by a demon.

In the end, he will become a nutrient for the demons.”

Meng Lie's eyes are getting less and less clear.

"Originally, if I devour the bones of an immortal, I would also become the nutrients for the alien demons.

But you are different, you can withstand the pollution of alien demons.

I don't know how you did it.

But this is your chance!

Nowadays, some people have implanted corpses of immortals in their bodies.

They are absolutely impossible to save.

At this time, you devour them, and with your traits, your strength will definitely be even greater.

Maybe, they can kill the evil that healed!

Since you ask me this question, it seems that the person who implanted the corpse of the immortal is the one you are close to.

You may not be able to do it, but they will definitely die. You must put the overall situation first.

With their fate, it will be very profitable to exchange for your great success in martial arts and peace in the world."

Meng Lie looked at Lin Chao and laughed.

The smile is sad and there is still a hint of misery.

In the end, Meng Lie's body burned and eventually disappeared.

Lin Chao murmured.

Is this really profitable?

...

"Husband is really a fool. Sister Zhao, you can also play with him." Wu Xiangyi's face still had a trace of undissipated rosy, like a beautiful rose.

Zhao Madam dressed her clothes neatly, and her cold face looked calm.

"My husband is about to go to war. Maybe he can't be with him for a few years, so why bother making trouble?"

Wu Xiangyi paused after hearing this.

Indeed, King Jubei has already swore an army and the army is about to head to the capital of Dayan.

This battle can be as short as a year or two, and only five or six years.

They and Lin Chao were naturally separated.

And there are really not many days for them to stay in this world.

"I hope I can leave a child for my husband." Wu Xiangyi touched her lower abdomen and murmured.

Zhao Mama didn't say anything.

Two hours later.

Above the tall building, Lin Chao was wearing armor, looking heroic and extraordinary.

Zhao Ma and Wu Xiangyi were on the left and right, with a look of reluctance in their eyes.

"Husband... take care of yourself."

Lin Chao hugged the two of them, and a hint of love appeared in his eyes: "Waiting for me, I won't let you wait too long.

In a year, I will definitely come back.”

There is a hint of fortitude in the tender and sweet eyes.

The corpse of immortals and the affairs of alien demons are only a few years left for him.

Lin Chao also became anxious.

By the time the world is unified, then the physical problems of Zhao Ma and Wu Xiangyi may be able to find a way to solve them.

"Okay." Zhao Mama smiled on her cold face, and she looked particularly charming on the city wall.

"When my husband comes back, I'll give you a song to my husband's sword dance here." Zhao Ma said.

"I'll be with Sister Zhao, too." Wu Xiangyi said.

King Jibei sat on the horse, looked at Lin Chao who was coming down from the city wall, and slowly spoke.

"Lin'er, this battle is not for the dawn of the world, nor for the people of the country, but for the Northern Army, and only for the Wu'an Army!"

Lin Chao nodded.

It’s time for Dayan to change his master.

Suyunqiong is also the time to fall in the dust of history.

...

In the 22nd year of Tiankang in Dayan, King Bei led 200,000 troops, and led his army to Kyoto for the sake of "clearing the king's side".

The Hejian Prefect, Luoshan Prefect, and Fengyang Prefect responded one after another, and the troops were united, totaling 270,000.

The first battle was Fengyang.

Fengyang has a steep terrain, easy to defend but difficult to attack, and 50,000 soldiers were held.

At that time, heavy rain fell from the sky, and it was not easy to march.

Fengyang Prefect is happy.

Suddenly, a sword fell from the sky.

All the rain turned into sword shape.

Ten thousand swords were fired together.

Ten thousand swords are fired together!

Fengyang City is broken!

All the soldiers knelt on the ground and called on the gods to come to earth and the real dragon came to the world!

The prefect of Fengyang scolded King Jubei and died after hitting the wall.

This time, Lin Chao did not hold back for the attack on Dayan for speed.

Any city that is difficult to attack will be broken with one sword.

No matter how strong the city is, it cannot stop his sword.

It can be said that this time the battle between the Northern Army and the Dayan Dynasty was the battle between Lin Chao and Dayan alone.

A total of 270,000 people from the Northern Army and the coalition forces were killed, and none of them died on the front battlefield.

However, twenty-seven people died of illness because they were not accustomed to the local environment.

Thirty-four people were beheaded for violating military discipline and invading the people.

This war was unexpectedly fast.

Repelling the Northern Army can be said to be truly unobstructed.

In less than half a year, most of the territory of Dayan fell into the hands of the Northern Army.

All the defenders only have one or two resistances.

The others surrendered one after another.

After all, Lin Chao is invincible.

Lin Chao's methods were like gods.

Half a year passed in a flash.

Lin Chao sat on the back of a horse, and his words and actions were majestic in his every word and action.

Next to him, King Jubei had an excited look on his face: "Lin'er, I didn't expect that it took us half a year to come here!"

It took three months to go from Jubei City to Kyoto just a march without delay.

But now, this is siege.

It took only half a year to resist the Northern Army to arrive before the Kyoto of the Great Yan Dynasty.

There has been a mess in the world.

No matter how hidden dragons or the grandmasters are, they can no longer attract people's attention.

Borrowing ten thousand lights to burn a hundred thousand troops.
To be continued...
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