After Fu Tingshuo left, Qin Che looked directly at the little timid cat.

The little timid cat is also a smart big cat.

With a glance from its owner, it understands what its owner is going to do.

But now, even if the little timid cat understands, he can only pretend not to understand.

"Master, what do you want me to do? Does master need me to go to the battlefield?"

"The master knows me. It's not impossible for me to go directly to the battlefield. It's just that my strength is probably in vain if I go to the battlefield."

Qin Che interrupted the little cowardly cat who was still planning to continue giggling: "Stop talking nonsense, you can make several Martial King-level demons now."

The little timid cat secretly stretched out three fingers.

Then seeing Qin Che's unkind expression, it turned into four again, and finally into five.

"Master, there really can only be five Martial King-level scoundrels at most." The little cowardly cat said confidently.

"How long can it last?" Qin Che continued to ask.

"Uh, this... uh..."

"Say it quickly!" Qin Che shouted, interrupting the little timid cat who was deliberately delaying.

"An hour at most." The timid cat was excited and told the truth directly.

"I fed you three Martial Emperors, and you gained so much ability. Where did you eat those three Martial Emperors?" Qin Che also really didn't expect that the little cowardly cat could be so useless.

The three Martial Kings were all eaten by the little cowardly cat. In the end, the five Martial King-level scoundrels could only last for an hour.

Qin Che really wants to get another one now.

"Master, it is still difficult to make five Martial King-level demons at one time..."

Qin Che looked at the timid cat with an unkind expression and asked, "If it's just one, can you tell me how long it can last?"

When I mentioned this little timid cat, I immediately became timid again.

Originally, the little timid cat planned to talk about it, but Qin Che gave him a look that made him excited. The next second he said quickly: "Two hours."

Qin Che listened to the little cowardly cat's words and looked at it with a sneer: "Five can last for an hour, and one can last for up to two hours. Do you think I should kill you and eat your meat?"

The little cowardly cat was agitated again, looking pitiful, and said: "Master, this time cannot be calculated like this. Two hours for one Martial King and one hour for five Martial Kings are still different."

"For example, if a Martial King keeps running for an hour, he will directly use up the other five."

"When the time comes, I'll kill another one again, and the master thinks who has a greater chance of winning."

Qin Che didn't want to hear the little cowardly cat's quibbles here, so he directly said to the little cowardly cat: "Stop talking nonsense and summon the five ghosts."

After listening to Qin Che's words, the little timid cat closed his eyes and meditated silently for a while.

Soon five Martial King-level scoundrels appeared in front of Qin Che.

Looking at the five Martial Kings whom he had killed, Qin Che said to the timid cat: "Hide their true faces."

The little cowardly cat obeyed the order and hid their faces.

After their faces were hidden, Qin Che's spiritual thoughts entered the bodies of the five Martial King Demons respectively.

Suddenly, the five ghosts opened their eyes at the same time.

Then, under Qin Che's control, five Martial King-level demons jumped directly into the air.

Although Qin Che didn't pay attention to the battle situation in Dazhou.

But Qin Che still knew that what Da Zhou was fighting was the Da Huang Dynasty.

Just search along the border and you can naturally find the main battlefield.

An hour is not a long time.

But for King Wu, this time was enough time to fly above the battlefield.

In addition, Qin Che took over with the Martial Emperor's spiritual will, so it would be very easy to kill the Martial King of the Great Huang Dynasty.

The Demon King Wu controlled by Qin Che soon discovered a battlefield where the two sides were fighting.

This battlefield is where Zhang Chiyang is fighting.

This is a huge red plain.

It's just that the color of this plain was not red before, but there were several million-level battles in succession.

It just dyed this plain red.

This is already the sixth time that Zhang Chiyang has faced off against King Wu of the Great Huang Dynasty.

Zhang Chiyang feels that among the King of Martial Arts, he is not considered to be the top, but he should still be considered first-rate.

However, facing this kind of dynasty martial king with profound knowledge, Zhang Chiyang was beaten completely without the ability to fight back.

It can only be passive defense.

The situation on the battlefield below was also not favorable to Dazhou.

The soldiers of the Dahuang Dynasty were stronger than those of the Great Zhou Dynasty, both in terms of equipment and training.

Moreover, the soldiers of the Dahuang Dynasty did not have the feeling of being separated from the battlefield for a long time.

They have to train actively every day.

At the same time, they also engaged in many foreign campaigns.

The backbone of them are all elites who have survived the battlefields between the human race and all races.

Under such circumstances, it was already very difficult for the soldiers of the Zhou Dynasty to be able to support them.

Just when Zhang Chiyang was about to retreat.

An extremely powerful aura suddenly broke through the air.

Feeling the breath coming through the air, Zhang Chiyang's face suddenly turned pale.

In Zhang Chiyang's opinion, these were clearly reinforcements sent by the Dahuang Dynasty.

King Wu of the Dahuang Dynasty also felt the same way.

He also felt that the sudden arrival of the powerful men must be reinforcements sent to him by the Great Huang Dynasty.

Just when the King Wu of the Great Huang Dynasty was about to yell and ask the people to join forces with him to kill the enemy.

The King Wu who descended from the sky, without saying a word, just came up and crushed his head.

"boom!"

This slap came so suddenly that even King Wu of the Great Huang Dynasty did not react.

The most terrifying thing is the attack on the consciousness.

The terrifying sea-like spiritual attack directly destroyed his sea of ​​consciousness.

He was completely destroyed on the spot.

All this happened too suddenly and too fast.

Zhang Chiyang didn't even have time to react.

He looked at King Wu who had turned into a corpse in front of him.

Only then did Zhang Chiyang realize that these were not reinforcements from the Great Huang Dynasty, but reinforcements from his Great Zhou Dynasty.

Zhang Chiyang quickly bowed and thanked: "Thank you very much for your help. I dare to ask your name."

The demon controlled by Qin Che ignored Zhang Chiyang at all.

He quickly took away the storage bag of King Wu of the Dahuang Dynasty and flew away from the battlefield.

This made Zhang Chiyang confused for a while.

I have no idea what the King Wu who came to help meant.

But now that the opponent's King Wu has died in battle, the biggest obstacle has been removed.

Then it was Dazhou's turn to counterattack.

"King Wu of Dahuang Dynasty has been killed by me on the spot. The Erlangs of Dazhou, follow me into Dahuang City!"

With Zhang Chiyang's loud shout, the morale of Da Zhou's soldiers was instantly aroused.

The same goes for the Dahuang Dynasty, because they did not wait for the rebuttal from their own King Wu.

Then he understood that the Martial King on his side should have really been killed by Zhang Chiyang.

The strongest Martial King was killed, and his morale naturally dropped by half in an instant.

Facing the overwhelming offensive of Da Zhou.

The soldiers of the Dahuang Dynasty were quickly scattered.

Above the sky, Zhang Chiyang carried out point-to-point killings, specifically selecting the powerful men above the True Spirit Realm of the Great Huang Dynasty to kill.

The opponent's King Wu is dead, so why should Zhang Chiyang have any scruples?
To be continued...