I have countless magic soldiers

Chapter 105
Although this third-class warrior monk was not very proficient in speaking, Zhou Xianbai could understand what he said.

Zhou Xianbai naturally wouldn't have a good attitude towards the invaders, "Damn monks of the Dagan Empire, you dare to kill the residents of our Earth Federation, you are so brave."

"Hahaha" To Zhou Xianbai's surprise, this Daqian Empire monk actually laughed out loud, "Are you talking about these rubbish? They don't even have the strength of a first-class military student, and they deserve to be slaughtered like pigs. They are just livestock that we keep in captivity, you control them to us as slaves, as livestock, eat as much as you want, kill as much as you want, do you need the guts to kill chickens and dogs?"

"This world is like this, the weak eat the strong, there is nothing wrong, your earth will become ours sooner or later, you should prepare to be enslaved as soon as possible, hahahaha"

The words of the monks of the Dagan Empire completely treated the inhabitants of the earth as livestock, without any mercy or humanity.

It even aroused the monstrous anger in Zhou Xianbai's heart, "Bastard, then you should die too."

Then Daqian Empire cultivator was taken aback, and laughed wildly, "Is it just based on your second-class martial arts strength? With your stupid brains, you are also trying to imitate us in the cultivation of heaven and earth aura, don't laugh to death."

"Then you have practiced for so many years, aren't you a scum of a third-class martial artist?" Zhou Xianbai sneered ruthlessly. He is almost 30 years old, but he is comparable to the strength of a third-class samurai with more than 420 kilograms, even in the Dagan Empire.

People with their strength are nothing but the most inferior trash, they can only bully unarmed civilians, and any warrior-level person can crush them, Zhou Xianbai's words undoubtedly hit his sore spot, for As far as the Daqian Empire is concerned, they are just cannon fodder, the kind that don't feel bad even if they die in batches.

Under the orders of the monarch of the Dagan Empire, these bottom-level monks had no room to resist and could only be sent over to carry out suicide attacks.

This Daqian Empire monk wanted to kill like crazy, at least to have a good time before he died, but Zhou Xianbai, a high school student, stepped on his sore foot. In an instant, the Daqian Empire monk was furious, "Damn it! You little bastard, let me die."

Looking at the Daqian Empire monk who was charging toward him with a ferocious face, Zhou Xianbai felt no fear or fear in his heart, only the murderous intention to kill this guy with one blow.

The dark green aura surged from Zhou Xianbai's hands, and the strength of 310 kg was accumulated to the limit.

"Die Senrong's Earth-shattering Slash, go to hell, trash!"

With a blow of Zhou Xianbai's thousands of anger, Zhou Xianbai has used all the power he can exert at this stage. The genuine Sen Rong ground slash is performed by Sen Rong's axe. This is the death brought by Ah Hui last time. After threatening, Zhou Xianbai shot out angrily for the second time.

But this time compared with the last one, Zhou Xianbai has made great progress.

The edge of the long knife in the hands of the monks of the Dagan Empire flickered coldly, and the tip of the knife pointed directly at Zhou Xianbai's heart. If the knife was stabbed firmly, Zhou Xianbai would definitely be pierced through, and Zhou Xianbai's black scale armor could not be completely immune to the [-] kg With the above attacks, the enemy in front of him may kill him with one blow, but Zhou Xianbai is justified.

He wants to avenge those innocent civilians who died with his own hands.

A smear of blood flickered in Senrong's axe, and a dark green light cut into the ground.

The Dagan Empire monk who was on the way to attack saw Zhou Xianbai slashing to the ground, and burst out laughing.

"Pfft ha ha ha ha, how strong do I think you are, and you are not a piece of trash"

Before he could finish speaking, the ground under the monks of the Dagan Empire suddenly cracked a gap more than half a meter long, and it burst out from the ground accurately. The dark green light pierced the belly of the monks of the Dagan Empire. Rui's attack easily tore off the inferior leather armor on the enemy's body. Zhou Xianbai, a second-class military student, was hit with all his strength, and even a third-class martial student's defense was as good as a chicken and a dog.

Zhou Xianbai, who is a first-class martial student, can severely injure a third-class martial student. Now that he has been promoted to a whole level, how can a third-class monk with elementary strength Dagan Empire be able to withstand such a sharp attack.

A face-to-face effort tore the body of this Daqian empire monk into two parts, from the lower abdomen to the chest, and was torn into two parts by the ground slash. At this time, it is no longer a serious injury. The powerful impact pinned the monks of the Dagan Empire to the ground.

The monk of the Dagan Empire looked at his body that had been cut into two in disbelief, with a look of horror on his face, "How is this possible?"

Zhou Xianbai snorted coldly. This result was what he expected. Zhou Xianbai swung the one-meter-long Senrong Xuanhua Tomahawk in his hand, and spun around with the Senrong ax around his body. With a sharp piercing sound, he slashed fiercely at the head of the Dagan Empire monk.

"Go to hell, you damn empire's rubbish!"

Zhou Xianbai let out a roar, and the blade of Senrong's Xuanhua axe easily decapitated the executioner who had killed seventeen innocent civilians.

The last scene that the monks of the Dagan Empire saw was that their head was cut off, rolling on the ground like a ball a few times, and finally their eyes went dark, and their consciousness completely escaped into the darkness.

Zhou Xianbai tried his best to kill a Daqian Empire monk in his prime.

This scene happened to be seen by civilians watching the battle nearby, Ma Xiaotian and Meng Qianxun who were saving lives.

Zhao Donghuai's eyeballs almost popped out, "Damn it, brother Xian is so fierce, is that how the monks of the third-class martial arts student cut it like this? Brother Xian, you will be my own brother from now on, so I will kill you with this human-skinned beast Cut off the head, I will always be your little brother, cool! This battle was so frankly cool."

It's just that Zhou Xianbai, who had just beheaded a person, felt as if his body had been hollowed out. After careful inspection, he found that there was less than [-]% of the aura in his body. One move consumed nearly [-]% of his second-class martial student's aura, but after thinking about it, killing the powerful attack power of a third-class martial student in seconds is definitely a cost-effective consumption.

Generally, a second-class martial artist would only be hammered against a third-class martial student, and he was killed in one blow, so there is nothing else to say.

It's just that Zhou Xianbai has no strength to fight anymore due to the huge consumption of spiritual power and spiritual power.

(End of this chapter)