Looking at this uninhabited ground, Tang Chengwu's somewhat fat face turned cold, but it didn't make people feel the slightest funny, like a cold jade that had been frozen for thousands of years, exuding a cold breath that penetrated into the bones, without a trace of temperature, as if it came from the depths of hell.

At this moment, the anti-cadres alliance looked at him, and they were all frightened. He almost fell to his knees and begged for mercy.

It's just that at this time, Tang Chengwu spoke, "Are all the brothers who stayed here gone?"

One sentence made the Praetorian Guard fall into the abyss, it was like heaven for the anti-cadre alliance, at this moment, the fat man in front of him was not terrible, but cute.

It's just that now they don't dare to say a word. I'm afraid it's just a dream.

A person behind Tang Chengwu stood up and said in a deep voice, "Back to the Taishi's words! The brothers who stayed behind are gone." ”

"Damn, these damn three holy lands!" The anger on Tang Chengwu's fat face skyrocketed, and the aura on his body also changed drastically, and in an instant, the wind and clouds changed, making everyone else present feel the suffocating and dangerous aura.

Tang Chengwu was angry in his heart, but he had no way to vent.

"Woohoo!"

With the roar of thunder, Tang Chengwu was surrounded by thunder, and if the thunder god descended to earth, a palm came out with anger.

At this moment, Yuan Qinyan and others avoided it one after another, and some of those who didn't have time to dodge were desperate.

Waves of furious qi poured out in all directions, the blazing heat scorched everything around them, and the huge mushroom cloud that rose into the sky interpreted the terrifying energy contained in the Thunder Palm!

The terrifying momentum was very terrifying, gradually, the ground of dozens of meters collapsed instantly, and the faces of the people on the field were extremely solemn, and the next moment, the dust kicked up by the terrifying movements like a violent earthquake filled the entire earth.

Everyone outside the arena looked at this scene with a slightly cold face.

It has made them unable to describe the sigh in their hearts, it is really terrifying, and it completely subverts everyone's perception of the fat man in front of them.

Tang Chengwu's eyes narrowed slightly, flickering with a cold glow, and he looked coldly at the position in front of him, his eyes were full of coldness. His mood eased slightly, his face had returned to normal, and he beckoned to the crowd behind him, "Tell all directions, go all out to search for the whereabouts of the prince, and report to me quickly as soon as there is news!"

"Huh, I'm not dead?"

"I'm not dead!"

"I scared Lao Tzu to death, I thought that Lao Tzu was really in a catastrophe this time!"

"I'm not dead like this, haha, I'm the pig's horn!"

After the smoke, there was a commotion.

Everyone looked over, but saw dozens of people on top of the pit dozens of meters with joy, crying or laughing, they were all standing on top of the huge pit, as if there was a piece of glass on top of the huge pit.

Zeng Zichen's heart froze, and the dark essence flickered. I secretly said in my heart that this formation is powerful!

"Yo he, you deserve to be a master, and the reaction is really fast!" Suddenly, a teasing voice interjected, with a faint mockery in his tone.

Such ridicule deeply stimulated Yuan Qinyan.

Yuan Qinyan turned her head to look at Zeng Zichen, she was sure that Fang Cai's voice came out of his mouth.

However, at this time, Yuan Qinyan felt that the person in front of her was so annoying, which made her want to kill him quickly.

At this moment, she no longer has taboos, no awe, and some are the urge to kill Zeng Zichen and others.

Yuan Qinyan snorted coldly, and immediately released a huge breath, and the king's qi was fully revealed, forcing the surrounding people to take three steps back, revealing a look of surprise. "What are you waiting for? kill them!"

The battle in the formation was about to break out, and outside the battle, under the leadership of Tang Chengwu, the big cadres and masters scattered in place one after another, looking for the prince.

And Tang Chengwu looked ahead, a pair of starry eyes were vast, for a long time, and Bu Chengxue, Nie Yufeng rose into the sky and disappeared into the sky.

At this time, Zhuge Liang and Li Youran integrated nearly 1,000 Praetorian Guards to form a large array, and there were faint gossip diagrams, and under the impact of the anti-cadre alliance, there was a faint tendency to resist. The enemy was scattered, and Zhuge Liang's large array was to merge all the Praetorian Guards into one. The aura of all people forms a perfect cycle, communicating the spirit of thousands of people.

In the center of the array, Zeng Zichen and the Moon Worship Sect Master, Orochimaru, and Blue Dye were closely concerned about the battle situation.

Yuan Qinyan had a cold breath, and seeing that he couldn't attack for a long time, he glared angrily, "What a waste!"

A strange sword appeared, and as soon as the big hand was raised, the sword qi burst out from the tip of the sword, sharp and ruthless, and thousands of sword qi were mighty and endless, heading towards Zeng Zichen and the others.

Zeng Zichen was calm and squinted slightly, "Two, it's time for you to make a move!"

The Moon Worship Sect Master and Orochimaru glanced at each other, and their figures disappeared in a fluttering manner.

Zeng Zichen didn't let the two of them do it at first, because of the baptism of the Praetorian Guard, in recent days, the Praetorian Guard gave Zeng Zichen the most feeling of the soldiers, but he found that he was wrong, perhaps, how many baptisms of life and death these soldiers have gone through, but that was just many years ago, the comfort of the imperial city, or the fact that they had not fought for a long time made these people forget that they were still a warrior.

Whether it was the matter of Ye Wuji, the deputy commander, or the Praetorian Guard's attitude towards Ye Wuji, and the Praetorian Guard's fear of death, Zeng Zichen, as the crown prince, was very dissatisfied.

Zeng Zichen wanted an iron-blooded warrior, a soldier who listened to orders, and a soldier who listened to his own orders, not the vanity of the previous Praetorian Guards.

I believe that after today, they will be able to recover a little bit of iron and blood!