Chapter 59: Battle of Desolation, 4560 million luck points!
"kill!"

Zhao Yun naturally did not hesitate at all after receiving Su Jiutian's order. He raised the Longdan silver spear, exuding a terrifying aura and murderous intent, and rushed towards Zhou Hongan.

"We are both at the Great Perfection of the Half-Emperor Realm. Do you really think that I am afraid of you?"

Zhou Hongan had a gloomy expression. He exerted his strength to the extreme and fought with Zhao Yun.

In another location, Ren Woxing relied on the Star Absorbing Technique to hold down Wumu, Wusen and Wulin.

Luo Yi held back Wu Shui and Wu Qing to buy time for Zhao Yun to kill Zhou Hongan.

"The gun comes out like a dragon!"

Zhao Yun roared, and the Longdan Silver Spear transformed into a silver dragon, roaring loudly, and flew towards Zhou Hongan.

Zhou Hongan could clearly feel the terrifying power of Zhao Yun's attack.

He naturally did not dare to be careless and used his strongest fighting skills.

As he slapped out with his right palm, palm shadows spread out in the sky, confronting the silver dragon.

The next moment, there was a loud roar, and a silver dragon broke through the palm shadows in the sky and slammed into Zhou Hongan's chest.

With a "whoosh" sound, the Longdan silver spear pierced through Zhou Hongan's chest.

"Roar!"

Zhou Hongan let out an earth-shattering roar, grabbed the spear that pierced his chest with his left hand, and slapped Zhao Yun with his right palm, which emitted a brilliant divine light.

"It's up to you!"

Zhao Yun sneered and slapped out with his left palm.

"boom!"

The two palms collided with a loud bang, and the terrifying force made Zhao Yun fly backwards involuntarily.

As for Zhou Hongan, he was like a cannonball flying backwards, with blood raining down on his chest.

"kill!"

Zhao Yun looked stern and charged towards the enemy again.

Su Jiutian watched quietly with a faint smile on his face.

As soon as the war is over, he will gain unprecedented luck points, and then sign in to improve his strength.

"The Great Desert Flying Bird!"

At another location, Luo Yi, who was outnumbered two, finally seized the opportunity and swung the Desert Silver Spear down fiercely.

Above the sky, a white light appeared, like a holy fairy from the nine heavens.

"No!"

Monk Wu Shui roared in despair, and the next moment, a white light came and fell on him.

With a loud bang, Wu Shui's body exploded and no trace of his body was left.

This made Monk Wu Qing look frightened.

The next moment, he noticed that Monk Wu Sen was sucked dry by Ren Woxing.

At this point, of the eight semi-emperors, only Zhou Hongan, Wumu, Wulin and Wuqing were left.

And the four of them were all injured to varying degrees, and it was only a matter of time before they were killed.

"Zhou Hongan, I was right, wasn't I? You must be the one to die, not me!"

Su Jiutian looked at Zhou Hongan, who had a gloomy expression, and spoke with a sneer.

"Su Jiutian!"

Zhou Hongan roared angrily.

But no matter how angry he was, he could not recover from his injuries, and it was impossible to resurrect the dead.

"die!"

At this moment, Zhao Yun came with murderous intent.

Although Zhou Hongan was injured, he would not surrender, but fought with all his might.

There is no way to give up until the last moment.

"Boom boom boom!"

There was a loud roar in the air, and terrifying waves swept in all directions.

At this time, only a small half of the original three million imperial guards of the Great Zhou Dynasty remained.

Of course, casualties were only one aspect, and the other was that many people escaped. Although the army under Su Jiutian was powerful, the number of people was too small to keep all three million people.

As for the 200,000 Ice Wolves, there were only a few left facing the Fiery Bulls.

Fifty-eight Martial Saints, two hundred Half-Saints, one thousand Martial Lords, and ten thousand Martial Emperors also suffered heavy losses.

At this point, there was no suspense about the victory of this battle.

"puff!"

At this moment, Zhao Yunlong's bright silver spear swung out, and with a "puff", it penetrated into Zhou Hongwei's heart.

"boom!"

Zhao Yun shook his wrist, his spear vibrated, and power exploded. Zhou Hongan exploded directly and died without a complete body.

After killing Zhou Hongan, Zhao Yun headed towards where Ren Woxing was.

With the joining of Zhao Yun, the pressure on the two semi-emperors Wu Mu and Wu Lin suddenly increased, and they were completely desperate.

The same is true when facing Luo Yi's Wu Qing.

At this point, he was already injured and his strength had greatly declined. It was only a matter of time before he was killed.

"Amitabha!"

At the moment of life and death, Wu Qing chanted the Buddha's name and couldn't help thinking that it might be a wrong decision for Futu Temple to be tied to the Great Zhou Dynasty and participate in the battle for Kyushu.

But if it had not been tied to the Great Zhou Dynasty, Futu Temple would not have become the largest temple in Jiuzhou.

"puff!"

At this moment, Luo Yi came and the silver spear of the desert pierced through Wu Qing's chest.

The Futu Temple lost another half-emperor again.

"boom!"

"boom!"

Not long after, two loud roars were heard, and the two half-emperors of Futu Temple, Wumu and Wusen, were also killed by Ren Woxing and Zhao Yun.

At this point, all eight semi-emperors were killed.

In just one day, the Cihang Sword Sect lost two semi-emperors, the Futu Temple lost five semi-emperors and eight Martial Saints.

Although the Great Zhou Dynasty only lost one half-emperor, it still had fifty Martial Saints, two hundred Half-Saints, and so on.

It can be said that the loss of the Great Zhou Dynasty this time exceeded the total of the previous times.

"Lord!"

Three half-emperors came up to Su Jiutian, clasped their fists and spoke.

"You three have made the greatest contribution to our victory in this battle."

Su Jiutian chuckled and spoke.

"I dare not take credit for it!"

The three of them said in unison.

Su Jiutian nodded slightly, glanced at the chaotic battlefield, and waited quietly for the end of the war.

"The realms of the three of you have all reached the great perfection of the Half-Emperor Realm. If you practice on your own, how long will it take you to enter the Martial Emperor Realm?" Su Jiutian suddenly asked with some curiosity.

The three of them thought carefully, and Zhao Yun spoke first: "My realm was originally the semi-saint realm, and it was the master who raised my realm to the great perfection of the martial saint realm and the great perfection of the semi-emperor realm. With my qualifications, if I want to step into the martial emperor realm, I am afraid it will take at least a few decades, or even a hundred years."

"My lord, it will take me at least fifty or sixty years to enter the realm of Martial Emperor." Luo Yi also gave his answer.

Ren Woxing couldn't help but smile when he heard the two say that one would take at least a few decades, or even a hundred years, and the other fifty or sixty years. He said, "My lord, I have a good talent. It will take me at most twenty to thirty years to enter the Martial Emperor realm."

Su Jiutian nodded slightly. No matter whether it was Zhao Yun's hundred years, Luo Yi's fifty or sixty years, or Ren Woxing's twenty or thirty years, they were all too long.

If you want to quickly improve your strength and enhance the level of your generals, you have to rely on the one-stop rebellion system and sign in.

If you want to sign in, besides the monthly sign-in opportunity, there is the special sign-in.

Special sign-ins require luck points, so you must keep killing to gain luck points.

Time passed, and several hours went by in the blink of an eye.

The sound of fighting began to weaken, and after more than half an hour, the battle ended. The system's prompt sounded in Su Jiutian's mind on time.

"Ding! The signed-in character kills the enemy. Congratulations to the host for obtaining 4560 million luck points!"

(End of this chapter)