"Princess Qiyu, the remnants of the Divine Soldier Alliance were killed and wounded by dozens of people, and the rest escaped from Lotus Mountain." But the battle said in a deep voice. Princess Splendid secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and said softly: "Forget it, although we can't completely annihilate the Divine Soldiers Alliance this time, but nine of them died here, and I think it will take ten years for the Central Plains Martial Arts to recover, which is extremely beneficial to our southern invasion plan."

Ke Zhan nodded with Bashanhe on the side, and said, "The princess's clever plan is unparalleled in the world." Princess Splendid waved her hand and said, "What else is the news?"

But Zhan's face was overjoyed, and he bowed down and said, "Peng Wuwang, that guy resisted our divine soldiers alone, and he was already surrounded by regiments, and Brother Pua Man personally sat in charge, vowing to capture him alive and hand him over to Tu Jiao."

The news sounded like a thunderbolt in the sky, and the Venus in front of Princess Splendid flashed in front of her eyes, and it took a long time to come back to her senses. "Princess?" Ke Zhan and Bashanhe saw her strange appearance and hurriedly asked.

"I'm fine." Princess Splendid walked back and forth in the clearing several times, and was silent for a long time, when she suddenly stomped her foot vigorously and said angrily, "He always does this."

"Princess?" Ke Zhan and Bashanhe were shocked by Princess Splendid Beauty's actions, and they couldn't remember the last time they saw the deep master of the city government lose his temper.

"Come with me." Princess Splendid seemed to have made a great determination in an instant, and walked quickly towards the encirclement under the mountain.

Seeing Peng Wuwang throwing Ji Can's already dead body to his side like a mustard, all the heroes were silent, no one made a sound, and within the Lotus Mountain Road, it was as quiet as death.

Peng Wuwang leaned his back against the mountain wall, his legs spread out on the ground, and his eyes were full of mocking smiles. Pua stood motionless in front of him. Tu Jiao stood behind him, her face covered with beads of sweat, her eyes flashing with surprise. The two heroes of the steppe, Borgu and Zarja, straightened up, holding their left hand to their chests, their eyes full of reverence and admiration. Guess, Ercha and other heroes carefully took half a step back, and everyone was like a big enemy.

Suddenly, there was a loud "coo" sound from the crowd, and it turned out that the samurai couldn't stand the nervous stimulation, so he swallowed hard, this action seemed to be contagious, and his companion swallowed at the same time, making a sound of brushing the ground.

"Hehe, hehe, hahahaha." Peng Wuwang, who was slumped in front of the mountain wall, laughed heartily. He raised his left hand, stretched out his index finger, pointed hard at Puaman, and then lightly hooked upward.

Hearing his laughter, everyone felt the urge to laugh, but the bitterness and resentment in their hearts made them want to cry.

Looking at his fingers pointing at him, Pu Aman subconsciously straightened his chest, clasped Shuangyan with both hands, and said in a deep voice, "You called me?"

Peng Wuwang nodded with a smile, and said in a hoarse voice, "They can't kill me, can't you kill me?" Come on."

Pua snorted coldly and said, "You want to die? I will fulfill you."

Peng Wuwang smiled, shook his index finger in front of his face, and said, "Wait a minute, I'll show you something." He lifted the hem of his clothes around his waist, and the demon-eyed god of war heavenly soldier appeared in the eyes of everyone.

The sun turned from the bright and dazzling of midday to the clear and soft of dusk, and flocks of jackdaws in the distance seemed to be frightened, screaming into the sky like a flickering dark cloud. The terrible roar of the ape came from the Lotus Mountain, as if to indicate that a tragic scene was about to be staged. Pua Man felt a trace of sweat running down his brow and into his eyes, and he desperately resisted the urge to wipe it away.

"God of War?" Pua Man said in a tone as casual as possible.

"Not bad." Peng Wuwang smiled calmly.

This sentence silenced the masters in front of them who knew the power of the God of War Heavenly Soldiers, and everyone was speechless, and their eyes were full of horror.

"Since you have such a divine object, why didn't you use it during the fierce battle just now?" Pua said sharply.

Peng Wuwang smiled bitterly and did not answer.

"I see, you don't have the power of the God of War at all, and you're not its master yet." Pua Man sneered.

Peng Wuwang nodded and said, "Yes, after it came out of its sheath, it killed more than 400 people in a row, and finally after several twists and turns, it was still sheathed, and if it was pulled out again, the first person it wanted to kill would be me."

"Huh, that's why you're showing it now?" Pua Barbarian.

"Before, I thought I could break out of the siege, Peng had a good life, and I didn't want to end it, so I kept holding back. I didn't expect ......" Peng Wuwang glanced at Pu Aman, "What's your name?"

There was a hint of excitement in Puaman's eyes: "Puaman, plug Puaman."

Peng Wuwang nodded, and suddenly smiled, "I remember." His eyes suddenly became cold: "Everyone, Huangquan is lonely, so I have to ask you to accompany me on a ride." When he speaks of holding the hilt of the sword, he will draw the knife and come out.