Immortal emperor reborn mixed city

Of course this is long-term training, not a group of new recruits. These are the 300,000 most powerful soldiers in Xiao's 800,000-strong army.

Seeing that the soldiers' momentum was still there, the Ninth Prince was relieved a lot, with extreme anger in his eyes.

He clenched his sword and pointed angrily at the sky, where a bolt of thunder and lightning connected with the sword.

"The enemy is all a paper tiger. Let's tear it apart with me!"

All the soldiers followed the Ninth Prince to attack the Yuguang defenders. Immediately, the two armies fought, and the scene was extremely grand.

A battle between hundreds of thousands and hundreds of thousands, this scene is very spectacular if you imagine it, the roar is loud, the blood flows like a river, it is extremely bloody!

The Ninth Prince rushes to the front, killing enemies all the way, no one can stop him!

His sword is the executioner's knife. No one can stop it. It can take away a person's life if he cuts it directly.

He Bing, who was on the city wall, frowned and looked angry when he saw this.

"This Ninth Prince is actually in the Yang Dan realm!"

"After all, he is a member of the Xiao family's royal family, so it's not surprising." Another lieutenant said.

"Then I'll go meet him and delay it for a while. Otherwise, if he continues to kill like this, we won't be able to resist for long."

As soon as He Bing finished speaking, he flew down the city wall and rushed towards the Ninth Prince angrily.

"die!"

When the Ninth Prince saw He Bing rushing towards him, his face was full of rage.

Of course he knows He Bing, a famous general of the Ming Dynasty and a descendant of the founding of the country!

He Bingbing smiled and said: "With the formation involved, it's not that easy for you to kill me!"

A Qilin sword appeared in He Bing's hand. Baptized with the blood of Qilin, the sword was extremely powerful.

The Ninth Prince's long sword slashed with one strike. There was nothing fancy about it, it was just so direct. It relied entirely on the power of the realm.

He Bing's expression changed and he hurriedly resisted. Qilin blood filled the Qilin sword to help him resist.

However, He Bing still took several steps back. After all, he was not a strong man in the Yang Dan realm and could not face the battle directly.

"Hmph, Qilin Sword, garbage!"

The Ninth Prince's face was full of ridicule.

He didn't believe that this was the Qilin sword at all. Qilin was a divine beast of heaven and earth. If he was baptized by its blood, it would be such a terrifying weapon. How could it be so incompetent?

He Bing didn't say anything, and flew towards the Ninth Prince, spinning out, using a set of secret techniques to hit the Ninth Prince's vitals.

It's not that he has no ambitions. If he can kill the Ninth Prince, it will be a huge military industry, and he may not even be able to directly defeat the invasion of the Xiao Kingdom's army.

Everyone has to have dreams, and He Bing thinks so.

His purpose is very simple. While saving his life, it will also consume time. If he can kill the Ninth Prince, that would be the best.

However, the Ninth Prince could not be killed so easily. He was someone who could compete with Su Yan.

Even if the Ninth Prince did not display his guardian spirit, He Bing would not be able to fight against him, despite the constraints of the formation spirit.

The Ninth Prince wants to kill Hongyan. He must kill He Bing. This can improve the morale of his own army and eliminate the arrogance of the enemy.

However, He Bing is not easy to kill, because He Bing does not fight the Ninth Prince directly, but just keeps harassing him and delaying time.

"Shameless old man, go to hell!"

The Ninth Prince was furious and looked at the sixty-year-old He Bing with a furious expression on his face.

His sword filled the air with a bolt of electric light, borrowing from the sky, which was very terrifying.

The entire long sword seemed to be activated, shining with dazzling light, giving people a feeling of heart palpitations.

"This sword?!"

The faces of the generals guarding the city changed drastically. They could feel the extraordinary power of the sword and its terrifying power.

"Is this the sword of Xiao Daocheng, the founding king of Xiao Kingdom?!"

"Absolutely, only that sword has such violent sword power!"

"I'm afraid Yu Guang can't hold on now!"

…

Many defenders have already begun to think about retreating. If He Bing was not still in the formation, they would have run away long ago.

Their mission is only to delay the enemy, without risking their lives.

"Xiao Daocheng's sword is indeed very powerful!"

He Bing looked at the sword in the Ninth Prince's hand with admiration on his face.

Even if Xiao Daocheng is the founding king of an enemy country, he still deserves his respect.

The strong are always worthy of respect!

The Ninth Prince said with a sneer on his face: "I know, why don't you die quickly!"

The Ninth Prince struck out with his sword, and with the speed of a ghost, he came directly behind He Bing.

This sword was too fast and very tricky. The most terrifying thing was the sneak attack adopted by the Ninth Prince, which was completely intended to kill He Bing with one sword.

He Bing felt a chill on his neck and a sense of pain, which made him dare not react further and hurriedly used his spiritual power to resist.

At the same time, his body retreated wildly, but there was still a shocking wound on his neck, and blood was still spilling out.

When the generals guarding the city saw this, they were all shocked, and their expressions changed dramatically.

"Lord Commander, come up quickly!"

"Yes, the Ninth Prince has his ancestor's sword, which is invincible!"

"There is no need to lose your life. Our time to stop the enemy has reached the limit!"

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Many of the guards were roaring and looking extremely panicked.

He Bing touched his neck and showed a sad smile. Sure enough, he was still defeated. The gap was too big.

He Bing glanced at the Ninth Prince and said, "I just want to know one thing. Where did you get such ambition?!"

He Bing's meaning was very straightforward, asking where the Ninth Prince's ambition to destroy the Ming Dynasty came from.

"It's not that I'm ambitious, I'm just helping your Ming Dynasty." The Ninth Prince smiled.

"Fart!" He Bing shouted angrily.

"Humph, I brought your prince Zhu Yun here. It was him who asked me, Xiao Guo, to send troops to support justice and wipe out Zhu Weixiang!"

He Bing's expression suddenly changed, and his face was filled with disbelief.

"You mean the prince?!"

"That's right, your prince was driven out of the East Palace by Zhu Weixiang and was hunted everywhere. Didn't you know that?"

He Bing couldn't accept it at all. His mind was very messed up. This matter was too big and too difficult to bear.

He Bing glanced at the Ninth Prince and said: "I won't listen to your monstrous words to confuse the public!"

He Bing left the formation, which declared his giving up and giving up Yu Guang.

After all, the disparity in strength and military strength is so great that Yuguang cannot defend it at all.

In fact, if He Bing is given an army of 300,000, Yuguang cannot defend it, because the Ninth Prince has an army of 800,000.

Seeing He Bing escaping, the Ninth Prince raised his arms and roared, and the remaining soldiers became more energetic and began to chase the enemy and kill them.

The Ninth Prince also faced the formation and began to break it. This process took a while, but he was finally able to break it.

The formation was broken, which completely declared that Yuguang was lost and fell into the hands of the Ninth Prince.

At present, two battles have been won, and forty of the eighty-one cities of the Ming Dynasty have been captured!

However, in this battle, the Ninth Prince lost 100,000 troops. This was not a small loss. It made him extremely distressed, and his anger towards the Ming Dynasty became even higher!