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The definition of a king is naturally a powerful one, and Burning Sky City is indeed powerful, but it is much worse than the four kings. Speaking of the number of ghost soldiers alone, which king is not tens of millions of ghost soldiers? And stationed in this entire layer of ghost realm territory. If all the ghost soldiers are recalled, I am afraid that they will all be ghost soldiers at the look, and there will be no end.

The number of Zhang Haoran's ghost soldiers plus Su Feisheng and Yueya's is less than one million, and this gap is not ordinarily large.

But the three generals who spoke at this time were all subordinates of the three kings, and what they just said clearly meant that their king said?

Of course, if you want to say that the person who thinks the most incredible is Yu Wenpeng! He didn't believe that his opponent had suddenly become a king, but now that the facts were in front of him, he didn't know what to refute.

Who are the three generals? What they say can indeed represent what their king said, otherwise they will probably be punished when they go back, and no one will be fed up for this kind of thing, and they will bring 500,000 ghost soldiers here just to lie, and there are two or three in a row!

What does it mean to defeat Zhou Tianwang, the king of the East, and withdraw his troops? Does that really mean that Zhang Haoran has the strength to defeat the king? The person who can defeat the king cannot be called the king, which is actually a very ridiculous thing......

All kinds of signs were linked, and Yu Wenpeng suddenly stood up all over his body......

The men and horses of the four kings were all withdrawn, and the remaining countless ghosts and sect disciples under the Burning Sky City, and at the same time, Yu Wenpeng became the only ghost soldier army with more than 200,000 yuan, and he was staying in mid-air and facing Zhang Haoran.

The sky is getting dark, Yu Wenpeng is not walking, nor is he not leaving. If he leaves, Yu Wenpeng will no longer have the face to seek revenge on Zhang Haoran, if he doesn't leave, he will only die if he does it here, and it will be embarrassing to keep holding on to it but not doing it for a long time.

Yu Wenpeng finally decided to continue to fight, anyway, the people in Burning Sky City were all pretentious, and they would not rashly destroy his Yu Wenpeng's team, so Yu Wenpeng wanted to stay and wait for the benefit of a fisherman.

However, what Yu Wenpeng didn't expect was that at this time, those ghosts and sect disciples who were thinking about and plotting about the Heavenly Spirit and Earth Treasure on Zhang Haoran in Burning Sky City began to leave one after another.

Of course, Yu Wenpeng knew that it was the power shown by Burning Sky City that made these ghosts retreat. After all, they are ghosts, but they are not fools. A series of battles were in front of them, and those of them who were bent on taking advantage and drawing knives in their backs had to leave. Not to mention that no one can fight against Zhang Haoran, even if there is, they are cheap, and those who draw cold knives also depend on whether they have the qualifications. If the cold knife is drawn at the critical moment, I am afraid that it will usher in the road of extinction, and they will not even have scum if they are killed sooner or later.

As soon as they walked, someone took the lead, and immediately this trend spread like a plague among the ghosts under the Burning Sky City. There are more and more ghosts leaving, and there are many sect disciples leaving.

But there are also some ambitious ghosts and sect disciples who have not left, and of course, including the disciples of the Liufeng sect who are bent on revenge, and a few people who have no intention of leaving. There are some ghosts who come and go, but there are also some unreasonable ghosts who continue to come, but there are not many of them.

Everyone in the Burning Sky City has already left, and if Zhang Haoran asks everyone to leave, it will be dark, so they must work and rest normally, go to bed early and get up early. When this sentence reached Yu Wenpeng's ears at that time, he was almost angry and vomited blood.

But now Yu Wenpeng can't do anything, he can only wait and consume. Seeing that there were only guards and no ghost generals guarding the Burning Sky City, Yu Wenpeng didn't dare to attack.

Let him attack the Burning Sky City first, unless his brain burns. The current Yu Wenpeng only needs to preserve his strength and wait for the opportunity to destroy the Burning Sky City at once. If it weren't for this Zhang Haoran hanging on to some kind of benevolent and righteous teacher, Yu Wenpeng would have led his troops away, but since the current Burning Sky City didn't fight him, he would have consumed.

But now Yuwen Peng's consumption also depends on the time, even if Yu Wenpeng wants to preserve his strength now, it is difficult.

Ten people appeared in front of several disciples of the Liufeng Sect, all of them had long swords tied to their backs, and each of them was not young, four middle-aged people, and six old men.

Iron Clay Guan Zhongji rushed into the group of Yuwen Peng's ghost soldiers and was killed, and his two junior disciples also rushed to the rescue after sending a distress signal, but there was no shadow after entering. Naturally, he was surrounded and killed by those ghost soldiers.

"Senior Uncle, Elder, it's them!" Yu Wenpeng frowned when he saw those ten people appearing, thinking in his heart that he had ignored those few enemies? Yu Wenpeng had just made up his mind on Zhang Haoran in Burning Sky City, but he had forgotten that a few disciples of the Liufeng Sect had been glaring at each other angrily, and he had also forgotten that his ghost general seemed to have introduced the other party's master into the ghost soldier team and killed him.

It wasn't until those ten people appeared and showed a powerful aura that Yu Wenpeng's attention was aroused, and at the same time, his eyes jumped slightly, and he saw the Liufeng Sect disciple who was looking at him angrily.

At this time, seeing that the disciples of the Streamed Wind Sect were talking to the ten people who were dressed exactly like them and looking at him angrily, he didn't need to think about Yu Wenpeng to know that those ten people were from their Streamstream Sect, and at this time, those disciples of the Streamstream Sect were pointing out the "enemy" for the ten middle-aged and elderly people who were not weak!

"Big brother, do you want me to lead someone to kill them first?!" Luo Pingle said. He and this person called the Flowing Wind Sect also have a big enmity, and the old face killed by their master is gone, so when he noticed the situation on the Flowing Wind Sect, he immediately hated it.

"No, forget it, as long as they don't hit the stone with an egg, then we'll just let them run up and down. "Yu Wenpeng really doesn't want to cause more trouble, his current target is only Zhang Haoran, and the others can follow them, anyway, that genre faction is only a character the size of lice, how much pain can he bite?

But Yu Wenpeng never thought that there was also a martial arts alliance leader in the ghost world, and when Yu Wenpeng was not doing anything wrong, in front of the dozen or so people of the Liufeng faction, I don't know when a person with a yellow and black flag on his back appeared. The yellow flag is marked with the word "Alliance", and the black flag is marked with the main word. It adds up to exactly two words: martial arts!

This is a martial arts order, which can command all sect disciples to do anything on behalf of the martial arts alliance leader. For example, when Yu Wenpeng jokingly looked at these so-called sect disciples and Liufeng faction and others, the person who planted the flag behind him stood directly in the void facing Yu Wenpeng.

Yu Wenpeng was a little interested, chuckling and disdainful, could it be that the other party still planned to fight against the black and suppressed ghost soldiers around him alone?

Also interested include Zhang Haoran, who felt that a lot of aura was gathered under the Burning Sky City, and Zhang Haoran came out to watch, and just happened to see this person with a flag behind him.

Zhang Haoran's ear power is not comparable to ordinary people, but when Zhang Haoran can go to listen, he knows about it. The person in front of him is a person in the martial arts, and the flag behind him can command any sect and any person in the martial arts. At this time, this person, who was called an envoy by the elders of the Flowing Wind Sect, was about to fly into the air to command all the sects under the Burning Sky City to fight to the death with Yuwen Peng.

Although people in the martial arts don't like to deal with officials, but who can tolerate it and which one can't bear it, not to mention that there are only ghost soldiers and ghost generals in this layer of the ghost world, and there is no complexity such as the civil officials of the dynasty. The only way to solve the problem is strength, and whoever is strong will be able to dominate the world.

There is only one way for martial artists to solve the problem, defeat each other!

When he saw this, Zhang Haoran smiled, also became interested, and found a chair and looked at it half-leaning on the chair. Strictly speaking, Zhang Haoran is still a person who can enjoy it, a modern person. This kind of sitting on a chair to watch a play will naturally not be let go, but there is a lack of popcorn and the like, and in the end, Zhang Haoran had to wronged himself and watch it carefully.

"Hey, are you here to die?" Luo Pingle really couldn't figure out if this martial arts man with a flag behind him had a problem with his brain. There are more than 200,000 ghost soldiers on his side, no matter how powerful the person is, even if the martial arts master comes, he can only be killed by them, and there is not even a scum, let alone the martial arts man in front of him who is not the master of the martial arts sect.

The messenger did not speak much, nor did he speak. Leng Yan looked at Yu Wenpeng and the others in front of him, and at the same time, the yellow and black flags behind him flew out, staying directly in mid-air, and then spun up and made a loud sound, which spread far away for nine days.

This is a summoning order, but all the people in the martial arts who hear the sound need to rush over and gather together to wait for the order. At the same time, many sect disciples under the Burning Heaven City also rose into the air one after another, and the number was as high as seventy or eighty thousand.

Compared with the number of Yu Wenpeng's ghost soldiers, it was naturally much worse, but Yu Wenpeng's face changed greatly at this time, and his eyes looked at the messenger in front of him with cold light, and watched the yellow and black flag that chirped loudly a few times to reinsert it behind the messenger......

Yu Wenpeng knew that he was a big deal this time.

In Yu Wenpeng's heart, I am afraid that it is impossible to confront Zhang Haoran, because he has already directly entangled with these martial arts people.

"Are you looking for death?" Luo Pingle didn't know how powerful it was, and when he saw so many sect disciples coming forward, he shouted angrily.

Yu Wenpeng chuckled in his heart when he heard this, and secretly screamed that it was broken!

Sure enough, I saw a middle-aged man coming out from behind the envoy, and without saying a word, he pounced directly at Luo Pingle, and the long sword in his hand circled flexibly in his right hand, and the sword qi leaked out, and the fierceness and domineering burst out on his body.

"Piff, look for death!" Luo Pingle turned his spear into a black gas and swept a black gas at the middle-aged man, and then the spear in his hand shook and stabbed straight over.

"Hundred Illusions and Thousands of Changes, Hengshan Cloud and Mist Thirteen Styles!" The middle-aged man's right hand long sword swept and split the black qi emitted by Luo Pingle into two, and at the same time, the long sword in his hand sank and said loudly.

Suddenly, I saw the long sword in the middle-aged man's hand flashing sharply, and his body also rotated several times. The person moved, and when the long sword burst into cold light, the middle-aged man was as fast as lightning and killed Luo Pingle, who was also stabbed straight by the spear.

(Enlightenment Book Network.)