Wanted to be a miracle doctor and became a defendant, so he decisively changed his career to become

South of Andu.

Along with the loud and domineering voice, a colorful figure dropped from the sky and stepped on the ground the man who was about to escape successfully, Muto Zou.

"Ahhhh..."

A pitch-black big foot fell down, thick smoke rose up, and Muto Zou screamed and twitched on the spot, losing his combat effectiveness in an instant.

At the same time, the figures of the Sakura soldiers fleeing in the rear were knocked to the ground one after another by the shells falling from the sky, and they were twitching continuously.

Above the sky, five hundred Pi family soldiers, like small fighter jets, were suspended in the air one after another.

Domineering.

When the colorful gas dissipated, Zhou Xuan, dressed in tatters, finally appeared in front of the world in a domineering manner.

The faint gas emanating from his body caused the surrounding grass and trees to wither visibly to the naked eye.

Qingchuan Zhujun and others' faces changed drastically.

Looking at the hundreds of flying figures that suddenly appeared in front of me, my scalp felt tingling.

Not only do these people look strange in appearance, but each of them has a pair of wings.

And they don’t feel like normal people.

They could clearly feel that although there were only 500 of them, none of them was simple.

Especially the shiny black Zhou Xuan in the front, who crushed Muto Zou with one kick. He is at least level six.

But when did Andu have so many powerful people?

From the information obtained from the apocalypse forces of Andu.

The highest level of people sent to the mental hospital is level five.

But there is no such team that can fly?

Could it be that I was cheated?

Qingchuan Zhujun and ten Class A warriors looked at the several surrendered representatives of the Anguo Tianqi forces beside them.

"Tai...Taijun, we don't know either! When we attacked the mental hospital, we certainly didn't see such a group of monsters!"

Several representatives were so scared that they knelt down to explain.

"Are you Emperor Hun Tian?"

Zhou Xuan also spoke at this time, his eyes fell precisely on Qingchuan Zhujun who was standing at the top, and said domineeringly:

"Who gave you the courage to set foot in the holy land of my hospital?"

"Emperor Soul?"

Qingchuan Zhujun frowned slightly.

Although he was fluent in An language, he didn't understand what this title meant?

And it seemed that Zhou Xuan shouted the same thing just now.

But realizing that the group of people in front of him were not simple, Qingchuan Zhujun did not act rashly, but replied cautiously in a gentle voice:

"Sir, I am not some Soul Emperor.

Our Great Sakura Empire did not come here with the intention of offending anyone. We came here only to destroy the witch and save Blue Star. If there is any offense, please forgive us!"

"Witch?"

When Zhou Xuan heard the word "witch" for the first time, he was stunned, but information about witches quickly appeared in his clever mind.

Then he suddenly realized, "Is it a witch's cloak? Then you should go to the store to buy it. It only costs 2080 gold coins. We don't have it here."

Qingchuan Zhujun: "..."

"Prime Minister, I think these people are just psychopaths created by Song Bing to be mysterious. No need to waste your words. Let me kill him with my own hands and save Muto-kun."

A Class A warrior with a crew cut had a ferocious look on his face and immediately drew the samurai sword from his waist. A ball of black gas ignited around his body, and he turned into a residual shadow and flashed confidently towards Zhou Xuan to kill him.

"Bagayalu, you pig, give me your life!"

"Baka? You are indeed from the Soul Palace. How dare you lie to me that you are here to buy a witch's cloak?"

Hearing this name, Zhou Xuan narrowed his eyes slightly, and his anger rose inexplicably.

"Die!"

At the same time, the buzz-cut warrior had already arrived in front of Zhou Xuan.

The stench emanating from Zhou Xuan made his soul tremble, but he still held his breath and gritted his teeth, with a ferocious look on his face, he slashed fiercely with the sword.

A level five black energy jumped on the blade and slashed towards Zhou Xuan's neck accurately.

However, the next second, this seemingly powerful knife suddenly stopped.

Zhou Xuan ignored the energy above and grabbed it in his hand.

At the same time, a purple athlete's foot on Zhou Xuan's hand quickly spread along the blade.

He easily annihilated the energy released by the crew-haired warrior and turned the purple-patterned black gold knife into an athlete's foot knife on the spot.

The warrior with a crew cut looked at him fiercely, his pupils shrinking suddenly.

Before he had time to react, the purple athlete's foot had spread to his hands.

The moment Zhou Xuan's seventh-level athlete's foot was infected, his entire hand quickly turned purple and black, and was quickly spreading to his entire arm.

"what…"

The crew-haired warrior's face changed drastically and his hair stood on end.

At the same time, his peripheral vision also caught sight of Muto Zou, whose feet were already infected with athlete's foot.

"How dare you attack me? Who gave you the courage?"

Zhou Xuan's cold voice was heard at this time, accompanied by the imperial dragon energy emanating from him.

"Ah... strange, monster..."

The warrior with a crew cut suddenly felt his soul trembling, he quickly dropped his knife and tried to escape.

But Zhou Xuan smiled contemptuously.

He spat out a mouthful of yellow phlegm, "cough...tui～"

“Swish…”

The yellow sputum accurately hit the crew cut general's face, and it was instantly like hundreds of times concentrated sulfuric acid, corroding the crew cut general's face in an instant.

“Ahhh… my face…”

The level 5 short-haired warrior fell to the ground and wailed, defeated by Zhou Xuan's mouthful of yellow phlegm at close range.

This shocking and bizarre scene was seen by Qingchuan Zhujun and others, and it shattered their worldview.

Zhou Xuan's eyes had already fallen on Qingchuan Zhujun and the others again. He stepped forward, eager to fight, and said:

"Emperor Hun Tian, ​​do you dare to fight with me?"

Staring at this unfathomable monster, Qingchuan Zhujun's eyes were cold and he did not answer.

Instead, he waved his hand coldly and ordered: "Kill!"

The remaining nine Class A warriors did not dare to act rashly and immediately gave orders.

"Crash..."

In an instant, following an order from Qingchuan Zhujun, nearly 100,000 Qingchuan main troops who were ambushed around appeared one after another.

Countless dense poison gas bombs, bacterial bombs, black and gold missile muzzles, fighter planes and tanks... were all pointed at Zhou Xuan and others.

This also includes several black and gold snipers in the dark.

The number is so huge that it is simply a crushing existence compared to the 500 Pi family soldiers behind Zhou Xuan.

However, facing the unprecedented number of enemies, Zhou Xuan and his army were not afraid.

Some are just excited.

The farts inside them are roiling.

Zhou Xuan, in particular, had his eyes fixed on the rows of poison gas bombs and bacterial bombs ready to be launched in the Qingchuan camp.

He smelled it.

This is a new brand of Huazi.

"Where is Song Bing?"

The unaware Qingchuan Zhujun looked at Zhou Xuan, raised his hand, and finally asked threateningly.

"Big Brother, you dare to mention our dean's name."

When Song Bing was mentioned, Zhou Xuan's eyes widened immediately.

He was about to lose his temper, but Qingchuan Zhujun had already waved his hand and said coldly: "Use poison gas bombs and bacterial bombs."

"Shhhhhh..."

In an instant, countless shells carrying various terrible poison gases were fired directly at Zhou Xuan and others.

Qingchuan Zhujun put his hands behind his back, ready to watch the show.

In his opinion, since Zhou Xuan and others were forced out by [Red Mustard], the best way to deal with them is obviously poison gas.

And he believed that Song Bing must be nearby.

I just want to consume them with these monsters.

In that case, he would continue to use poison gas to force it out.

His Qingchuan family has no shortage of poison gas.

Little did they know that what Qingchuan Zhujun and others did not notice was that when Zhou Xuan and others saw these flying missiles, their eyes lit up.

Poison gas is also their favorite.

……