The villain rich second generation, the school girl at the beginning wants to kill me!

"There are at least three hundred saints among them." Ning Bo felt his voice become dry.

Counting the entire Duanmu family, counting the branches of the Duanmu family all over the entire human race, if the strong people in the background are not counted, the saints in their family will definitely not reach half of this group of troops.

"There are at least forty gods hidden in it. Where did the Su family get so many gods?"

Duanmulei used his spiritual sense to feel the general carefully, and roughly counted from the billowing evil energy, there are at least forty gods who just don't hide their breath.

He was sluggish on the spot, bewildered.

The quality of this 80 army is even more than ten times stronger than the one million army that the previous three major families gathered to fight against the Tiannvzong.

There are so many saints and gods in charge of the 80 elite army. They should be the best of the casual cultivators from the major families of the imperial capital. The power they display will probably shock the world.

"As expected of the imperial capital, there are so many powerful people hidden."

Ning Bo's face turned slightly pale.

With such a large army, even if all the forces of the Duanmu family were gathered together, the odds of winning would never exceed [-]%.

According to the information they got, Su Yun has not recruited soldiers in the whole of China on a large scale, and the target range is only in and around the imperial capital.

"Master, maybe even if the Federation doesn't help, the Su family can defeat the barbarians on their own and gain a foothold in the American continent." Ning Bo whispered.

"It is imminent to join forces with the Su family, otherwise once the three major families defeat the barbarians, our Duanmu family will completely fall behind them."

Hearing this, Duanmulei's face turned extremely ugly, and he waved his hand to stop the [-] troops from preparing for battle.

Facing this 80 army, if Su Yun really wanted to make a move, except for him who could barely escape early, the rest of the people would be drowned in an instant, and none of them would even think about leaving.

"How can it be so simple, behind the barbarians, there are gods, and the mountains of gods will not let the Su family defeat the barbarians easily."

Duan Mulei said unwillingly, staring at Su Yun on the city wall with his deep eyes, with a strong sense of dread in his heart.

This kid really exceeded his expectations time and time again.

"Perhaps this time, he has already learned about our arrival in advance, and deliberately set up this expedition scene for us to see, in order to suppress our will and increase the bargaining chip in the negotiation!" Duanmulei said coldly.

He was not as easy to fool as Ning Bo.

"Uncle Ning, go to Su's house and tell them that the Patriarch is coming in person, and tell them to prepare for the reception. According to the etiquette in the past, Su Yun will go out of the city to greet the Patriarch in person."

"Master, is this okay?"

Ning Bo opened his mouth to persuade, but seeing that Duanmulei had closed his eyes, he could only sigh softly.

If it was before, it would be natural.

They came here this time, but they asked for others and took the initiative to ask for peace.

This is likely to backfire.

Hope nothing will happen!

Ning Bo sighed, flew out of the palace, and not long after, he appeared on the city wall of the imperial capital, saluted Su Yun respectfully, and said: "The head of the Duanmu family headquarters, Duanmu Ning, pay homage to the young master of the Su family."

"The head of the family is fifty miles away. Let the old servant come and tell the young master to prepare for the reception according to the previous etiquette."

Su Yun was expressionless, watching the army walk into the space tunnel, his face was indifferent, and he did not respond to Ning Bo's words for a long time.

Ning Bo became a little uneasy, and said again: "Young Master Su Yun, the Patriarch of my family..."

"Your Majesty!"

Su Yun spoke indifferently.

Ning Bo was stunned for a moment, his face changed slightly, he came here on behalf of the Duanmu family, how could he kneel down to another family, "Young Master Su Yun..."

But before he finished speaking, a cold female voice suddenly came from behind the palace: "The order of the god king, you, an ant, did not obey."

"Your Majesty!"

"boom!"

In an instant, the terrifying divine power exploded, and a golden-white divine hand filled the sky, falling towards Ning Bo.

Ning Bo only had time to turn his head and take a look, only to see a woman with blond hair, perfect face, and eight pairs of angel wings looking at him coldly, and felt an overwhelming divine power suppressing him.

"Goddess of War!"

Ning Bo's pupils contracted deeply, filled with horror, and he was directly suppressed, kneeling in front of Su Yun.

"Eight-winged angel, how is this possible?"

Although he is a half-step supreme god, the gap between him and the strongest god is like heaven and earth, let alone Athena's strength, which surpasses by an unknown amount before.

"The spies who colluded with the Qin family dared to come to our imperial capital in person and let this young master come out of the city to greet him. I don't know the heights of heaven and earth."

Su Yun sneered, and said: "Hang this old servant on the city wall and let Duan Mulei take a look."

"Athena, you go to see Duan Mulei in person and let him come to see Ben Shao by himself, otherwise none of them will have to leave, do you understand what I mean?"

"Of order, God King, Athena understands."

Athena smiled coldly, and raised her hand to inject divine power directly into Ning Bo's body, dispersing his divine fire, and casually scattered all the divine power in his body, shattering his veins, and let the guards hang Ning Bo on the city wall of the imperial capital above.

Soon, Athena flew out of the city wall and flew towards Duanmulei's army of ten thousand people.

"Su Hong, I will leave the 80 troops to you and Su Lie. I hope you will live up to your mission."

Su Yun's voice was indifferent, filled with a strong sense of majesty.

Su Lie, of course, was the one who arranged to check and balance Su Hong.

"Su Hong, Su Lie, never disgrace the mission, hand over the 80 troops to the Patriarch, fight against the barbarians, and show off the prestige of China."

Su Hong and Su Lie stood in mid-air, knelt down to Su Yun, saluted respectfully, and stepped into the space tunnel.

"80 troops, [-] saints, [-] gods, plus Tiannvzong and Kunlun Daozong, it shouldn't be a problem to deal with the barbarians."

Su Yun said to himself, "Father should contact the Pixiu family. If we can take the opportunity to destroy the Pixiu family and occupy their territory together, the Su family can truly gain a foothold in the American continent."

"But the Azure Federation and the West have to guard against it."

"It's best to recruit another 100 million troops and send them to the American continent, so that we can truly ensure that nothing goes wrong, even if the Protoss will intervene."

At this moment, fifty miles away, Duanmu Lei, who closed his eyes and meditated, woke up with a startled cry: "Patriarch, Uncle Ning is dead."

"how is this possible!"

Duan Mulei opened his eyes, and immediately saw Ning Bo's eyes wide open, his veins were broken, he was hung on the city wall, covered in blood, his death was very miserable.