Chapter 13 Partial General Mo Lian

At this time, the old wizard also completely understood that these guards of White Snake City were not here to save them at all, this was simply a group of robbers.

And the robbers they brought with themselves!

The old wizard gritted his teeth and looked at the men with hatred.

The old wizard's eyes obviously stimulated the Lianggu warrior, and he was very annoyed: "It seems that you are an old thing, and you are still not honest, right? Then I will kill a few people first to see the blood, and you can understand that it is not a joke!"

As he spoke, he took his knife and walked towards the assembled crowd.

At this moment, the people of the Lintian tribe are really like falling into hell.

Just out of the wolf's den and into the tiger's den, for them, these guards of White Snake City are exactly the same as those evil people, the difference is just that one eats people and the other does not eat.

Zhao Hong had just hidden his tracks on the roof, and had been observing the movement here.

He also sensed that something was wrong.

The leader of the White Snake City Guards finally made a move, and Zhao Hong was also angry in his heart.

He took great pains and efforts, first fighting Hu Qi, then fighting the giant bull, and then breaking the rules he had just set for himself not long ago, and forcibly cast it, and the divine pattern could be regarded as barely solving the fire light.

The matter of his own blood refining was almost exposed.

After spending so much money, he finally saved the Lintian tribe. Now he suddenly rushed out of such a guy, and he was powerful in the tribe he saved, and he also had to kill people with a knife.

This is no different from directly slapping Zhao Hong in the face.

It really made Zhao Hong unbearable.

Seeing the menacing appearance of the Lianggu warrior of the White Snake City Guard carrying a knife and walking towards the crowd, Zhao Hong was sure that he really wanted to kill, not just to scare and scare.

Zhao Hong couldn't hold back the anger in his heart anymore, snorted coldly, jumped off the roof, and rushed between the crowd and the Lianggu warriors at the fastest speed.

Brush, brush, brush .......

Zhao Hong's speed was amazingly fast, although there was still no way to compare it with Hu Qi who was killed by him, but in the eyes of these fighters, it could already be said to be amazing.

A few dodges, Zhao Hong came between the Lianggu warriors and the tribesmen, blocking in front of the Lianggu warriors, looking at the Lianggu warriors with cold eyes.

At the moment when Zhao Hong appeared, the Lianggu warrior felt as if his mind exploded.

How could Zhao Hong, such a skilled ancient warrior, not know that this person who suddenly appeared in front of him was the immortal who saved the Lintian tribe!

The ancient warriors always thought that the immortal had left, so they acted so unscrupulously and arbitrarily, and even had the idea of killing people and stealing goods.

But now that the immortal appeared in front of him, the Lianggu warrior suddenly felt very frightened.

This immortal saved the Lintian tribe with his own hands, and if he is doing this now, wouldn't it be tantamount to slapping the immortal in the face?

The strength of the Lianggu warriors is also not bad, as long as they continue to cultivate, they should be able to enter the realm of blood and qi in more than ten years.

As for whether he can break through the realm of blood qi and become an immortal admired by everyone, that is, reach the level of a holy warrior, it is difficult to say.

However, the Lianggu warrior is self-aware, born in the southern wilderness full of masters, and the Lianggu warrior still knows very well what it means to be an immortal.

I also know how difficult it is to become a holy warrior.

If becoming an immortal is an easy task, then the immortal will not be respected.

Just staring at Zhao Hong for a few seconds, the cold sweat of the Lianggu warrior soaked through his body.

He tried to explain, but he was swept away by great fear, and opened his mouth but said nothing.

Zhao Hong looked at the Lianggu warrior with a cold gaze, and asked in a cold voice, "What do you want to do?" Is it to prepare to kill these powerless people?"

The Lianggu warrior opened his mouth and finally spoke: "I...... I...... I....... ”

During the conversation between Zhao Hong and the Lianggu warriors, a person ran over from a distance.

He jumped far to the edge of the Lintian tribe and saw that the people of the Lintian tribe were all gathered together.

After landing, he sped all the way towards the crowd.

After seeing the situation clearly, he hurriedly shouted: "Immortals have mercy!"

Zhao Hong knew that someone was rushing here, so he didn't directly deal with the Lianggu soldiers.

Hearing the man shouting, Zhao Hong didn't move, just waited for the man to approach.

When the man came closer, Zhao Hong recognized who this person was at a glance.

He is the lieutenant of the commander of the White Snake City Guard, that is, the number two person in the White Snake City Guard.

At the banquet in White Snake City not long ago, this person sat at the same table with Zhao Hong and drank with Zhao Hong.

said that he was the number two person, but in fact, the White Snake City Guard was under the command of this person.

Because the leader of the White Snake City Guards is the city lord of White Snake City himself.

This person's position in the army may not be too high, but in fact he has a very high position.

Because he is a close confidant of the city lord of White Snake City, many people with high military positions want to scold him.

In White Snake City, he can be said to be a very powerful figure.

Mo Lian, the deputy general of the White Snake City City Guard, came to Zhao Hong, and without saying a word, he knelt down and was about to make a big salute.

"In the past, I didn't know that you were an immortal, if you offended the majesty of the immortals, it was also an unintentional mistake, and I hope you will forgive me. ”

Mo Lian, the deputy general of the White Snake City Guard, still remembered that at the banquet, he saw Zhao Hong's warrior-level strength, and told Zhao Hong with the attitude of a senior that he should exercise well, don't slack off, and persevere, so that he can make progress.

At that time, Zhao Hong looked humble, nodded yes, and said that Mo Lian was reasonable, and he should work hard.

Now it seems that his actions are so ridiculous, where do the dignified immortals still use him to advise.

Zhao Hong didn't let him kneel, stretched out his hand, and easily grabbed Mo Lian.

"It doesn't need to be like this, I don't like it, if you want to talk, it's too much trouble to kneel around. ”

Mo Lian, the deputy general of the White Snake City Guard, bowed his head and bent over, even claiming that it was.

After greeting Zhao Hong, Mo Lian turned around, raised her hand and slapped her, directly sucking away the Lianggu warrior.

This slap is not light, and it also uses real power.

The Lianggu warrior was spurted blood from his mouth and nose by this slap and passed out.

Zhao Hong estimated his strength, if that Lianggu warrior was unlucky, his ears would probably be deaf.

After knocking out the Lianggu soldiers, Mo Lian asked another person beside her, "What the hell is going on here? What happened? You came here without my consent, and you violated military regulations, do you know?"

A group of people who were still showing off their martial arts just now, when they heard Mo Lian say this, they fell to their knees one by one without saying a word.