"Alright! I can only resign myself to fate! Tong Lao shook his head, and there was a deep sense of regret in his tone.

"Do you want to continue?" Miao Junfeng asked symbolically.

"No need, the old slave still wants to save some face. Now it's a tie. Tong Lao raised his hand and waved.

Miao Junfeng made a gesture to him to please, signaling that he could go back.

Tong Lao opened his mouth and wanted to say something more, but after seeing Miao Junfeng's eyes, he understood that what he was about to say had already been guessed by him.

When Tong Lao returned to the team, it was not Huang Fu Ming and Huang Fu Hao who were the first to talk to him, but Duke Peter.

"Tong Lao, I always thought that you were just a dutiful old housekeeper. It wasn't until today that I discovered that the real master hidden by Huangfu Conglong's side was none other than you.

If there is no Miao Junfeng, the family's threat to Huangfu Conglong can only be regarded as a minor problem. When the emperor descends from the dragon monarch to the world, these small problems will be solved.

But now, these small problems add up to no headache for the big problem at hand. If Miao Junfeng is not eliminated, whether it is to Huangfu Conglong or to us, it is a mortal threat. ”

"Duke Peter, I agree with what you said. But Childe doesn't like others to dictate things, and people like me, who are slaves, only have the share of execution.

However, please rest assured that your intention will be conveyed to Childe after I return. Maybe Childe will consider your proposal and let's work closely together. ”

"Talking to smart people is worry-free. Of course, Benjue issued such an invitation because you have the strength. People who don't have the strength, even if they come more, Benjue won't take a look. ”

Tong Lao and Duke Peter continued to chat, one sentence at a time. The two of them seemed to have forgotten the occasion they were in, and had completely forgotten the current war.

"Hey! Have you discussed it? I've been waiting hard! If you don't send anyone to play, I'll just come here!" Miao Junfeng shouted at the coalition forces.

"The fourth prince, the eighth prince, which of the two of you will go and learn Miao Shuai's skills first?" Miao Junfeng's shout called Tong Lao back to reality.

Huang Fu Ming and Huang Fu Hao, you look at me, I look at you, each other's hearts are a little hesitant.

"Hey! You two go up together! One by one, I don't have that much time. Besides, none of you alone can survive three moves in my hands. ”

Miao Junfeng's words were quite arrogant, but such arrogant words made the commanders of the coalition forces unable to refute them.

"Eighth brother, I will attack in a while, and you will assist. I fight in close combat, and you attack from afar. I don't believe it, isn't he also a head, a pair of hands and feet? It is not three heads and six arms, such as gods and demons in the world. ”

"Good! Shishen also has to call out, don't care about fairness or injustice now, and defeat him is our only purpose. "Huang Fuming is also ruthless. If you want to rise and overshadow Huangfu Conglong, the opportunity right now.

"Zilong, come with me!"

"Golden Lion King, follow me to kill the enemy!"

Huangfu Hao held a war spear, his body unfolded, and turned into a purple light to kill Miao Junfeng.

Huang Fuming took out a talisman, quickly recited the spell, and then threw it forward.

Eight glass beams of light quickly formed in the air, and in an instant, they surrounded Huang Fu Hao, who rushed forward.

The Golden Lion King is on the left, the purple dragon is on the right, and the figure of Huang Fuming disappeared in front of everyone's eyes, nowhere to be found.

"It's interesting, one article and one martial arts are the same way of light. A dragon and a lion, the purple dragon is very hidden. In that case, I might as well play with you. Miao Junfeng summoned the sword of the Ming King and stood in place, dressed in a robe without wind.

In his eyes, the law of light evolved into silk threads full of dynamic melodies. Some of these silk threads fly horizontally, some fall down like beaded curtains, and some are intertwined with each other to form a gorgeous pattern.

One thread is the law of light, hundreds, thousands, thousands of threads are also the law of light.

If you want to master the law of light, you only need to be able to hold one of the threads. But if you want to be a leader in the field of the law of light, you must be able to sketch beautiful patterns with silk threads.

At the moment, in the eyes of Miao Junfeng, in addition to seeing the law of light pattern on the bodies of the Golden Light Lion King and the Purple Dragon, their owners only have a few silk threads on their bodies at most.

"It's too weak. There are so many resources in the air, all of which are wasted on eating, drinking, having fun, and fighting for power. You are not unjustly defeated at my hands, and your death at my hands has saved precious resources for the world. ”

Miao Junfeng's voice was infused with the Law of Light, so that although he spoke quietly, everyone present could hear it clearly, as if he was talking in their ears.

"Slash!" A sword swung down, like moonlight.

The silk threads of "Woo Woo Woo" were broken one by one under the wave of King Ming's sword.

Huang Fu Ming, who was hidden in the air, snorted under this sword, and flew backwards.

Huangfu Hao, who rushed forward, received less damage under the protection of the glazed beam, but he also had to stop his offensive and retreat instead.

The purple dragon and the golden light lion king, due to the protection of the law of light pattern, received negligible sword wounds. At this time, they were still desperate to kill Miao Junfeng.

"Faithful Protector! It's just a pity that I don't have pity on you. Miao Junfeng threw the Ming Wang Sword into the air, and a dazzling light emanated from the Ming Wang Sword.

Whether it is horizontal, vertical, single, double, or intertwined silk threads. Under the light of the Ming King's sword, they converged on it one after another, offering their strength to it.

With a "hum" sound, the Dharma Body of King Ming, outlined by the lines of the Law of Light, emerged in the world of Laws.

The Law of Light, which was already full of divine power, after the advent of the Ming King's Law Body, its power rose to a higher level, and its activity level also increased several times.

"Humph!" A heavy snort came from King Ming's nose.

Under this hum, the disguised purple dragon appeared in human form and prostrate on the ground.

The Golden Lion King simply fainted to death, allowing his sense of existence to disappear completely.

Huang Fu Ming and Huang Fu Hao felt this coercion. A crack appeared in their abutment of the law at this moment, and as long as a little more force was exerted, the law of light in their body would be completely returned to heaven and earth.

In addition to the fighters themselves, only Peter and Tong Lao saw the way in their battle. The others only saw the results of the battle, and did not appreciate the wonderful battle in the world of laws.

"Come back! It's really going to deprive them of their power, and they don't even have a chance to go back. I don't want to make a wedding dress for someone else. Miao Junfeng raised his hand and took the Ming Wang Sword back into his hand.

"I advise you to surrender to me. Even the Holy Beast Vermilion Bird of the Vermilion Bird Domain was slaughtered by me, do you think you can stop me with your current strength?

Go back! I give you time to think, and I give time to your brethren to think. Before I send my troops, I accept your surrender, and it will not be outdated! ”