Son, the empress doesn't like to eat soft rice

When the people in the black mist saw these usually gentle officers and soldiers rushing towards them, they panicked for a while.

In normal times, Kang Jian's subordinates are relatively gentle and have a very good relationship with the people. This also caused the people to have an illusion that what about the officers and soldiers, they are just a group of young people.

However, when these young people showed their fangs, the fear from the heart crushed their belief in an instant.

Many people abandoned the activities of the black mist and fled back towards the rear.

After some of this happened, it was like an infectious disease, and it was quickly transmitted to another person. The original parade of thousands of people soon fell apart.

In the end, there were only a hundred people left, and these were all staunch supporters of Black Mist.

"Your Majesty has a decree. The Black Mist has been designated as a cult. Now I will give you another chance. Whether you choose to surrender or resist, I need to tell you that I hate the Black Mist. If you resist, I cannot guarantee your lives."

Kang Jian said coldly, his eyes swept over the people present like a poisonous snake.

The woman stood up and said coldly: "Is Mrs. Anxian going to fight against the Lord? The Lord will punish Anxian."

"Fuck your god, I don't believe in this, so if you have the guts, let him curse me?"

Kang Jian drew his long sword out of its sheath, looking at the eyes of these people, he actually understood that these people would rather sacrifice their own lives for the sake of the black mist, so he didn't have to worry about it.

"Do it."

When the soldiers below heard the commander's order, they rushed forward like wild horses that had run wild.

Seeing this scene, the people in the black mist still trembled in their hearts. After all, hundreds of people rushed forward with equipment, and the momentum was still terrifying.

"Believers, Goddess Siye will protect us and punish the evil in the world on behalf of the goddess!"

A middle-level black mist yelled, encouraging people.

Some people in the black mist charged for the goddess, but the women and the middle-level people stood still, and some even prepared to run away.

How could untrained ordinary people be opponents of the government and the army.

For these stubborn black mist elements, Kang Jian finally kept his hand, and did not let his subordinates kill them, but directly knocked them out.

But for those middle layers of black mist who were about to run away behind, he would not be polite.

The long sword was unsheathed, and Kang Jian went straight to the woman.

The woman felt the fierceness coming from behind, turned around, and saw Kang Jian rushing towards him.

The long sword flew in front of him, cutting off a few strands of hair.

The woman gave up her disguise, and her body movements flowed like clouds and water, bouncing high from the ground, and then landing in the distance.

Most of the other middle layers of the black mist were ascended by ordinary people, and some of the weak ones were directly stabbed to death by the officers and soldiers.

The remaining ones all showed good skills.

"What a black mist is just preaching, and the members of the cult are ordinary people. You cult members are really shameless."

Kang Jian sneered, and looked at the ten people in front of him with cold eyes. These people had traces of spiritual fluctuations on their bodies, and they were obviously monks.

"General Kang, it's not a good thing to push us too hard. The black mist is stronger than Anxian imagined. Keep everything in order to clear up the misunderstanding later."

"No misunderstanding!"

Kang Jian sneered: "Hei Wu doesn't know how powerful An Xian is, do you really think we will be afraid?"

He didn't talk nonsense anymore, he swung his long sword, and the edge of the sword danced with the movement, like a dancing water snake.

The long sword stabbed at the woman from a tricky angle.

The woman tore off her robe, revealing the tight-fitting battle suit inside.

Kang Jian thought that the other party would also have a weapon, but he didn't expect that the other party would directly use his body to catch his long sword.

When the soft body collided with the sharp long sword, there was a weird clanging sound.

There was an anti-shock from the long sword, and the shock made his arms a little numb.

Backing away, Kang Jian put away his long sword and looked at the opponent with serious eyes.

Such a delicate woman actually practiced physical skills?
My own sword cannot penetrate the opponent's body, and it is even difficult to leave traces.

The woman's feet are stretched out, her white calf is exposed in the air, one foot is forward, drawing a circle, her body is like the center of a spinning top, she is stable, her palms are stretched out like an ocean.

Her body was facing forward, like a beautiful cheetah.

soon.

Kang Jian lost the other party's sight, or in other words, the other party disappeared from his sight.

Moreover, the spiritual power fluctuations in the air became very weak, as if fruit juice had been mixed in the water, spreading rapidly, and the spiritual power tasted very scattered.

"No wonder there is no way to feel the opponent's cultivation base in detail. It turns out that it is pure physical cultivation."

Kang Jian's eyes gradually turned wild. As a person who loves fighting like his life, after entering the barracks, he has not met an opponent who can make him move his muscles for a long time.

The frenzy in his blood was waking up, and he also tore off his clothes, revealing his muscular body.

The woman suddenly attacked from the flank, and gently patted Kang Jian with her soft palm.

But from Kang Jian's feeling, a continuous force suddenly appeared from the side, like a sea tide, one wave after another, the force gradually reached a terrifying level under the stacking of gravity.

The sword edge was unsheathed, and the sharp sword energy collided with the palm of the hand.

His practice is not good enough, so he has not been able to practice Jian Gang.

The woman crushed the sword energy and backed away. This opportunity had been lost, and her gaze was a little more solemn. She was born in the military, and the opponent's perception seemed very sensitive.

It is better to act first, this time Kang Jian did not wait passively, surrounded by sword energy, and the dragon was unsheathed.

When he was in the imperial city, when Prince Chen came to inspect the work, he taught him a trick. At that time, he actually didn't care much about this prince of letters.

But after the other party fully displayed the moves, Kang Jian changed his mind.

The sword energy surrounds the body. This kind of weird move makes the woman dumbfounded. Isn't he afraid of hurting himself?

The woman circled her hands in a circle, centered in the center, and her body was golden in color, the golden color was very light, and the surface was shining with streamers.

Kang Jian recognized that it was the golden bell jar of his natal family.

The sword energy is still around, but it is always controlled within a certain range, and will not hurt the people inside.

"Prince Chen once said a word that something like Jiangang is the power of heaven obtained by understanding the way of heaven. Not everyone can be lucky enough to obtain it. Those of us at the bottom can only stay at the next level forever and become future generations. a stepping stone for man."

Kang Jian had already closed his eyes, and the sword energy around him was getting stronger and stronger.

"However, as long as you believe in it, there is nothing you can't do. It reminded me of a word when he was training me. It's actually quite interesting."

The woman also heard Kang Jian's words, and looked at the sword energy around him in a strange way.

Slowly, she felt a destructive force seeping out from inside bit by bit.