The emperor on the high seat suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, fortunately, fortunately!

At this moment, a group of people poured into the execution ground, dressed in cloth clothes, and rushed to the emperor, holding up hoes and brooms in their hands, and shouting: "Release the King of Medicine!" Put the king of medicine ......"

Mu Mu jumped onto the altar with Changge and others, and among the four people, only Mu Mu and Ye Lihang could endure the heat wave of the Three Flavors True Fire.

Mu Mu saw Jun Shuili slap Huang Ziqi into the fire pit with one palm, and rushed over shouting: "Niangniang! But it was too late, Huang Ziqi was quickly devoured by the three flavors of true fire, and there was no trace of him.

Jun Shuili's scepter swept towards Mu Mu, who rushed over, Ye Lihang's eyes narrowed slightly, and he quickly drew his long sword and intercepted Jun Shuili's scepter.

Changge ran ten meters into the fire pit and couldn't step forward again, she shouted heartbreakingly: "Master! ”

The long sword in Ying Zijing's hand fell to the ground, looking at the blazing three-flavor true fire, his eyes were dull: "Sister Huang!" ”

Suddenly, Changge picked up the long sword that Ying Zijing had dropped on the ground, and looked at the emperor on the high platform, the resentment and anger in his eyes were undisguised.

"Faint King, take your life!"

Changge ignored it and killed all the way to the emperor.

This emperor is a faint monarch, he is already unpopular, as soon as he is killed, people will naturally flee if they can, who is willing to offend the Medicine King Valley for him, except for a few of his henchmen, the others have long disappeared.

The moment Changge was killed, Ying Zijing also came back to his senses, he cooperated with this Changge to lead away the secret guard protecting the emperor, and Changge didn't care whether he was injured or not, carrying the blood of his body, and put the sword against the emperor's neck.

"You, you...... You are bold! Who are you? How dare you put a sword against my neck! The Emperor trembled and looked down at the long sword against his neck, both afraid and unwilling to give up the Emperor's dignity.

This emperor is a master who does not learn and has no skills, his spiritual cultivation is not high, and he is only one level at the same time, and he can sit on this throne completely by relying on his foreign power and that little brain, so he has no ability to resist in front of Changge, so he can only be slaughtered by others.

Changge smiled coldly: "You killed my master, you don't know who I am?" Okay, then I'll tell you, the person who killed you is the third disciple of the Medicine King, Changge! As soon as the words fell, Changge's sword sank into the emperor's throat without hesitation, and then jerked again.

The cultivation of the secret guard is on par with Ying Zijing, and there are as many as ten, Ying Zijing's body has long been hung with colors, Ying Zijing saw that two of them actually abandoned him and went towards Changge, he was in a hurry, and he didn't care about the sword behind him, a packet of medicinal powder was sprinkled out, and at that moment, the long sword pierced through his back. At this time, the disciples of the Medicine King Valley finally arrived, killed the secret guard, and lifted Ying Zijing and Changge, who had been unconscious after killing the emperor, to the side, and began to check their injuries, and after feeding each of them a mouthful of life-preserving pills, they looked at Ye Lihang and Mu Mu, who were with Jun Shui Li Zhan on the altar.

The sound of the flute from nowhere became more and more urgent, more and more harsh, Jun Shuili's water-blue eyes suddenly turned blood-red, the scepter in his hand swept horizontally, and Ye Lihang hurriedly grabbed Mu Mu and hurriedly avoided Jun Shuili's scepter. The place where it was swept by the scepter instantly turned into a block of ice, and then shattered to the ground.