"Followed by the subordinates."

Fang Qi was in a red mist, standing on the side of the high stage.

Feng Yun faintly ordered: "Royal City, Bai Kuang, Ling Qian, Xi Yun, Law Enforcement Team to serve!"

"yes!"

After some ordered, the atmosphere of Xiao Sha in the venue became more and more rich.

The face of countless people below is white.

Feng Yun slowly walked to the stage, and his voice passed out, nearly a hundred miles, clearly heard.

"I was thinking, I will dispose of you when I come back last night."

He said lightly: "However, I still give you one night. Let you reflect on your own, and then set a good degeneration. Think about what you do."

Feng Yun's breath is not strict.

It can even be regarded as gentle.

But with this gentle sound, a kind of sharp atmosphere in the air is slowly condensing.

Feng Yun slowly took out a panking from his arms.

"I announce a data for everyone."

"Ninety -five years ago, we came out of only my orthodox headquarters, and a total of 300,000 people were set up. The first wave of competition, the death of records, is 1205."

"The Second God's Tomb, we are dead ..."

Feng Yun announced the number of deaths of the past treasures again and again.

The last way: "As of yesterday, we were killed in total, 18,425 people!"

"Thirty thousand people, there should be 28.575 people left. Then there have been 460 people who have never been seen from the previous assembly. We still have a total of people. 181,15 people! "

Feng Yun's voice was calm and mildly spread out, roaring between heaven and earth.

"Before I came in, I once said that I want to take you as much as possible and bring them out alive."

"Before yesterday, I am very proud."

"Because even the guardians of our alliance for the time being, the number of deaths this time is more than us. They have died more than 20,000 people!"

"And the number of people who died in it is only more than 18,000."

"We and the Guardian Alliance and confronted them, fighting with the gods of Itachi, fighting with the Ling snake religion, 95 years, only more than 18,000 people died!"

"We use extremely small number of deaths to let the gods of Itachi teach, Spirit Snake, and the personnel are halved! I think this is a sufficiently big victory!"

"I am very sorry for more than 18,000 people who die. But I can bear the total number of people who come in. I can afford it. I believe you can bear it!"

Feng Yun laughed twice.

The laughter is very cold.

"But yesterday War, let me see a group of unorganized non -discipline, shamelessness, insignificant, and unsatisfactory, unsatisfactory, and unsatisfactory bones!"

Feng Yun said indifferently: "After the battle yesterday, plus the 15,000 people staying in each station, our current total number, from 281,155, sharply reduced to sharply to sharp Now 100,000 and 2,000 people. "
Chapter completed!