King Minghong decisively ordered, and the soldiers of the 1,000 Shenji Battalion immediately stopped.

One of the commanders bowed down and asked, "What does the prince command?"

King Minghong's face was already pale and terrifying, and after this period of recuperation, his eyes were not only full of brilliance, but were bloodshot.

It seems that this road cannot be regarded as recuperation, and I am afraid that it should be "torture" for King Minghong.

"Ruoxi's side was caught up by the main force of the rebels, and with their strength, they are definitely not opponents, let's quickly turn around and kill back with this king!"

King Minghong said that he wanted to get down, and the moment he got up, the sky was dizzy, and his breath plummeted uncontrollably, and then slowly rose back.

"Lord Wang!"

The commander grabbed King Minghong's arm and said hurriedly: "Although I don't know what injuries you have suffered, if you go back at this moment, won't you live up to the efforts of the Fourth Highness?"

On the occasion of separation, His Royal Highness has specially explained his humble duties, as long as you are here, the overall situation is there, you are fine, the overall situation will not collapse, everything is to protect your safety as the first place!"

King Minghong closed his eyes in pain and whispered, "Ruoxi, Ruoxi...... What a good boy. ”

When he opened his eyes again, King Minghong had forcibly suppressed the sharp pain in his head, turned over and jumped off the light pickle:

"Needless to say, if this king doesn't care about the lives of all the soldiers and escapes first, what kind of commander of the whole army is he?

In fact, there was still a word in his heart that he hadn't spoken.

If he leaves at this time, the harmful Jun Ruoxi will be in prison, and there is even a high probability that he will die in the battle array, and there will definitely be an irreparable obstacle on his future ascent path.

King Minghong said resolutely, and the hearts of the soldiers were also warm, but few promised to reply.

It's not that the soldiers are afraid of death and don't dare to go back, but because most of the soldiers of the Shenji Battalion are rational.

As warriors of the Shenji Battalion, their first duty is not to charge into battle, but to protect the safety of important people in the imperial family.

And at this moment, their most important duty is to protect King Minghong.

As for the safety of the four princes, he was responsible for the other two thousand Shenji Battalion brothers around him.

Seeing that the soldiers around him bowed their heads and were silent, unwilling to look back, King Minghong was angry:

"What are you doing that you don't want to go into battle with this king to kill the enemy?

King Minghong snorted heavily, and was just about to condense his long sword and lift it into the air, when a low and strange laugh slowly came from the dense forest in the distance.

"Yohehehehahaha...... It's touching, it's so touching.

Lao Tzu almost squeezed out two tears, what a good show......"

King Minghong's eyes sharpened, and he shouted in a low voice: "He Fangxiao, come out!"

As he exerted his strength and shouted, a violent aura swept out, violently breaking a piece of weeds and thin trees within seven or eight feet in front of him.

The dust rushed into the sky, and the earth and rocks cracked.

The power of drinking is terrifying.

"Yohehehehahaha...... Shouting so loudly, do you want to scare Lao Tzu to death?"

Behind the dust, a strange man in a cloak and a hat with a few bright bird feathers on it slowly walked out of the woods.

King Minghong squinted his eyes at this person, he seemed to be ordinary and had no internal strength, but King Minghong knew that this person was actually a master of ninth-level combat power.

The man raised his head slightly, and a thin face with a dog's tail grass in his mouth and a bronzed complexion appeared in front of everyone.

His eyes are sunken but his eyes are sharp, his skin and bones are powerful, his stubble is charming and charming, and his thatched coat and large hat with bird feathers give people a retro and weird feeling.

As this man appeared, a few feet away from him suddenly stood up on the ground a few feet away from the rebel warriors, roughly estimated to be as many as a thousand.

Moreover, these people have a strong aura, and the mecha on their bodies is much thicker than the rebel warriors they encountered before, so it should be some kind of upgraded version.

These warriors were all dressed in lichen disguises, and they were lying there with a shielded breath and deceived all the soldiers of the Shenji Battalion, and even King Minghong didn't notice it for a while.

The man standing at the front spit out the grass stalk in his mouth, tilted his head and said, "Under the feathers, he is a killer who has no feelings." specially waited here, just to avenge the revenge of Mobei chasing and killing for several months.

You're a big man in the empire, kill you, and this feud will be over......"

One of the samurai leaders beside King Minghong shouted, "Bold thief, spew dung with nonsense!Do you know who you're talking to?!"

Mao Maoyu tilted his head to look at the man, glared and said, "Weak chicken, do you know who you are talking to?"

The samurai leader was stunned and said indignantly: "Presumptuous! Ignorant dog thief ......"

"Alright. ”

King Minghong's voice was not high, and he gently interrupted the samurai leader's speech, and looked Mao Mao Yu up and down with interest:

"You're Mao Maoyu?"

Mao Maoyu put his hands around his chest and snorted lightly: "What, has a big man like you heard my name?"

King Minghong nodded and said, "You are a person from the empire, and you have extraordinary abilities, why did you join the rebels willingly?"

Mao Maoyu looked at King Minghong a little strangely for a while, frowned and asked:

"Your head has really been broken? What does it mean to be willing to fall, Lao Tzu comes and goes freely, you join wherever you want, your empire is amazing? Isn't it a fiasco today?

The people of the empire Lao Tzu killed dozens of people, not a hundred, but those people are all small people, one by one, and they are not worthy of helping Lao Tzu preach.

You are different, you are qualified to die in the hands of Lao Tzu's '5,000 for your life'.

In fact, it doesn't matter if it's not you, it's someone else who is waiting today, in the end, Lao Tzu just wants to find an opponent who is more enjoyable to kill. ”

King Minghong's face gradually became difficult to look at, in fact, he didn't have much hatred for Mao Maoyu before.

Although he provided the technology and craftsmanship to arm the rebel army with tens of thousands of elite warriors, which greatly increased the strength of the rebel army, it was because he was cornered on the mainland, and it was the empire that forced him out.

But now it seems that this Mao Mao Yu itself is not normal, this person seems to be interested in killing people for fun, and does not care about what is wrong at all.

That's a bit anti/human.

"That being the case, this king will teach you a lesson this day, an arrogant man. ”

King Minghong waved his hand, and the soldiers of the Shenji Battalion around him hurriedly retreated.

The god king boss made a move, and when he got close, he didn't watch the excitement, but looked for death.

Of course, no one thought that the person in front of him could withstand the blow of King Minghong, after all, he was only a figure who had just entered the third realm, and there was a huge gap between him and the "God King" powerhouse in terms of strength.

The retreating warriors of the Shenji Battalion suddenly stopped inexplicably, fell on their backs without warning, and died of foaming at the mouth after a few convulsions.

"What's the matter, is someone poisoning again? Everyone be careful!"

One of the samurai leaders let out a low cry, and everyone hurriedly covered their mouths and noses with face towels, beware of the deadly poison that could not be seen.

Soon, several more people fell down one after another, shaking a few times and not moving.

King Minghong saw it in his eyes, and couldn't help but snort indignantly, an invisible but fierce energy scattered and impacted, the wind in the forest was loud, and the strong wind blew around King Minghong and the soldiers of the Shenji Battalion behind him, and suddenly several rebel masters were swept out by the wind in the dark and fell to the ground fiercely.

The soldiers of the Shenji Battalion immediately rushed forward and slashed their heads.

King Minghong glanced at the corpses, and it was obvious that while he was talking to Mao Maoyu, these people were secretly spreading poisonous gas.

"What a vicious thief, people like you shouldn't live in the world!"

"You can't sentence Lao Tzu to life and death!"

Mao Mao Feather waved his arms, and two silver-white thick liquids rolled out of his cuffs, turning into two huge scythes like praying mantises: "Kill them all!"

The rebels attacked, Mao Mao Yu rushed to King Ming Hong first, King Ming Hong sneered in his heart, and with a flip of his wrist, "Vermilion Bird" condensed a fierce sword qi and cut down Mao Mao Yu's head!

The sword of the god king is not easy for anyone to take.

In other words, not everyone dares to take the iron hard.

Even King Minghong guessed that Mao Mao Yu would definitely dodge, and he missed Mao Mao Yu with this sword and killed dozens of rebel warriors behind him.

However, a shocking scene appeared.

Mao Maoyu didn't dodge or dodge, he crossed his arms and took a knife from King Minghong!

The magnificent sword qi slashed the two metal-like liquid silver streams, and the instant explosion exploded a piece of silver pearl light, and the impact of the powerful qi caused the evil wind to roar and thunder, and Mao Mao Yu was cut upside down and flew out and fell to the ground fiercely.

"It's hard enough, it's really hard enough......"

After only lying on the ground for a few breaths, Mao Maoyu muttered to himself and stood up again. Shaking his head to clear up for a minute, he spat the ground.

King Minghong frowned slightly, and carefully examined the position of Mao Maoyu's arms.

With the sword qi he had just now, not to mention being able to chop Mao Mao Yu into two pieces, at least there was no problem with scrapping his arms.

But looking at Mao Maoyu's demeanor, it obviously doesn't look like his arms have been abolished.

Mao Mao Yu waved his arms slightly, and the two silver scythes that had been chopped down reunited, and even the small silver beads that had fallen to the ground automatically flew back and condensed back into the silver scythe.

Obviously, this seemingly liquid thing has very good impact resistance, and most of Ming Hongwang's sword qi was absorbed and dissolved by it, and even so, it showed no signs of damage, which was very weird.

Seeing that Mao Maoyu was not wearing those special mecha boxes, this special silver stream should be his "mecha".

In the distance, the rebel warriors who bypassed the two of King Minghong had already fought with the soldiers of the Shenji Battalion, King Minghong secretly said that he could not delay time here, the breath was surging and murderous from his side, the blood-red knife light flashed non-stop, King Minghong took a step forward with the "Vermilion Bird" knife, and said coldly:

"It's a shame. ”

Mao Maoyu had a jealous look and a trace of madness on his face, seeing that King Minghong was going to get serious, Mao Maoyu crossed his arms in front of him, laughed a few times sinisterly, and whispered excitedly:

"It's the feeling that Lao Tzu likes, Xiao Wu, wake up, the big deal is coming!

Cheer me up!"

As if he understood the call of the hairy feather, the silver stream rolled out of the cuffs, trouser legs, and collars happily, and quickly wrapped the hairy feathers.

In just a few breaths, Mao Maoyu can no longer see that he is a "human".

He had completely transformed into a silvery-white, metallic monstrosity, with much thicker limbs, a head like some kind of fish with a bloody mouth, and fingers that had turned into several hideous, sharp saw-cut sickles.

Mao Maoyu, who could no longer see the appearance of a human being, gasped a few times, suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed, and rushed towards King Minghong!