Meng Chengcheng stood in the corner, his fists clenched, his delicate body trembled, his eyes choked with tears, and his pitiful eyes stared into the distance, waiting for Hu Fei'er to appear.

While he was waiting, above the pavilion, two figures finally shot down, one with dust in his hand, and one with a long iron rod dancing in his hand, blocking the three national teachers of the Wu Dynasty at a very fast speed.

"Stop!" one of the national teachers of the Wu Dynasty shouted violently, looking at the old man with a whisk in his hand and his hair pale, and shouted.

However, the shouting of the national teacher of the Wu Dynasty did not affect anything, but made the desperate crowd show a bit of hope in their eyes.

"National Teacher and Old Man Chu!" Then, many people roared excitedly.

"Let's block a national teacher of the Wu Dynasty together and relieve them of pressure. "The leader of the guardians of the cultivators roared, now that there is the shot of Old Man Chu, this second great cultivation realm powerhouse who has escaped from the world, then, there is hope for the Yun Dynasty.

The Yun Dynasty had a total of six powerhouses in the second great cultivation realm, among the three national teachers, two were seriously injured, and the other two were hidden at the border, and if they wanted to rush over, it was too late.

"The old guy of the Chu family who can't escape from the world. "The complexion of the national teacher of the Wu Dynasty has also changed greatly, the old man Chu is no stranger to them, when he was young, he contributed to the Yun Dynasty, and there was no room for the army of the Wu Dynasty to fight back.

Three years ago, for some reason, the king of the Yun Dynasty took back his military power, and it was also in the past three years that their Wu Dynasty breathed a sigh of relief, and there was a faint opportunity to suppress the Yun Dynasty.

I thought that this person would not make another move, but I didn't expect that this time he would take the initiative to come. This person was originally the biggest enemy of their Wu Dynasty, and he was also the most hated person, if it weren't for this person, the Wu Dynasty might have subdued the Yun Dynasty long ago.

"Old fellow Chu, I didn't want to pay attention to you today, but since you are here, then I will avenge my dead soldiers. Wu Bao roared, and the anger in his eyes turned into a burst of power.

The old man Chu was dressed in a white bun, and there was no wind to automatic, and the long stick in his hand met the spear that came quickly, and the two collided together, and the burst of energy blew to the side, making the guards feel hot on their bodies, as if they had been cut by a knife.

On the other side, the national teacher of the Yun Dynasty also fought with a national teacher of the Wu Dynasty, and the fight was inextricable.

"You two are here to deal with these two old fellows, and I'll go capture their king. The remaining Wu Dynasty National Master glanced at the two places where the battle was going on, and said, as long as these two people are dragged down, the outcome will still be the same.

"You can stay for me too!" Old Man Chu saw the national teacher of the Wu Dynasty stepping away, and the iron rod in his hand made a brazen shot, repelling the national teacher of the Wu Dynasty who was fighting with him, and his body flickered, and he came to the front of the national teacher who was about to capture the king.

Feeling the terrifying power of the stick, he wanted to step into the pavilion and capture the king's Wu Long, but he was smashed by a pitch-black iron rod and had to block it.

"You should be called Wu Long, right, you two brothers have a good time with the old man!" Old Man Chu stared at the two of them, and in the seemingly thin figure, he burst out with great power and shouted.

The two brothers, Wu Long and Wu Bao, frowned slightly, looked at the old man Chu who was blocking the door of the pavilion, glanced at each other, and attacked him together.

However, Old Man Chu was like a sculpture standing in front of the gate of the pavilion, standing still for eternity, allowing the two to attack, and the iron rod in his hand was like a pillar of optimism, blocking the terrifying momentum of the two attacks.

"Everyone help Old Man Chu!" the leader of the guard yelled at those cultivators, and rushed towards Wu Bao first. His idea was very simple, that is, to stop these three people and buy time for the king to escape from this pavilion.

"It's just you, a group of ants!" Wu Bao laughed, the spear in his hand rose out of thin air, and the surrounding blood mist exploded, making the smell of blood on the floor a little thicker.

The cultivators around him were furious, their eyes were scarlet, and they attacked Wu Leopard with the flowing blood and all the guards, not hesitating to use their own flesh and blood to block Wu Leopard's attack, the purpose was also to buy time for the king.

"Die!" Old Man Chu shouted, the black iron rod in his hand slammed down, looking at the blood-red stream flowing red on the floor, his eyes were split, this was the blood of living life, the soldiers of the Yun Dynasty who were killed by these two Wu Dynasty teachers.

"Don't get excited, old fellow, it's just a matter of killing a few ants. Looking at the crazy old man in the twilight, who was domineering, Wu Long laughed, frightened and extremely happy, and the spear in his hand swept towards the attacking iron rod, as if to stab the iron rod and the old man Chu.

The two spears shot fiercely, and the old man Chu was also unable to catch it, unable to block the power of the two of them, and watched as some of the cultivators and soldiers who rushed up around him fell into a pool of blood, and some of them directly turned into blood mist.

And the king, who was in the pavilion, looked at the situation outside, and did not listen to the soldiers who stopped him, and shouted: "Get out of the way of me, you all let me go, I cannot let my people die, and I will be a turtle with a shrunken head." ”

Holding the arrow blessed by the cultivator in his hand, he shot at Wu Long mercilessly.

It's just that this kind of arrow is still useful for ordinary cultivators who have just stepped into the cultivation realm, and for people like Wu Long who have stepped into the second cultivation realm, they can be dissolved at will, without the slightest wave.

"Haha, I finally showed up!" Wu Long laughed when he saw that the king did not escape, and the spear in his hand raged even more fiercely on the soldiers and cultivators who blocked him, "Capture you, and let your Yun Dynasty and Xiaoqianxu become the private belongings of my Wu Dynasty." ”

"Die, dare to block the old man's death!" Wu Long roared, the spear in his hand turned into a bloodthirsty poisonous snake, wandering among the people who blocked him, and killed a bloody path alive.

"Your Majesty, you go first!" Meng Chengcheng and Hu Fei'er also rushed over, looked at the king who was holding a bow and arrow, and shouted.

"You leave quickly!" the king shouted, "If this king escapes today, won't he become the laughing stock of the world, rather than fleeing for a long time, it is better to die here, as long as this king is not a prisoner, the dynasty and the small Qianxu will not fall into the bag of the Wu Dynasty, and there will be hope for the Yun Dynasty!"

Seeing that people were lying in a pool of blood every second, Meng Chengcheng and Hu Fei'er cried so loudly that they turned a deaf ear when their eyes were swollen from crying, bypassed the fighting people, rushed into the pavilion, and blocked the king inside with the guards.

The crying, the roaring, the sound is endless, and the compassion is extremely sad!

Everyone knows that once something happens to the king, then the Yun Dynasty will be ruined, and their current comfortable life will be in vain.

What made Meng Chengcheng unthinkable was that on his birthday, such a strange change would happen, reaching out to wipe away the hot tears in his eyes, Meng Chengcheng was extremely desperate, even if she had excellent cultivation roots, but she couldn't get over this hurdle in front of her, everything became empty talk, turning into smoke.

At this moment, no one can save them, but to sacrifice flesh and blood and fight to the death!

The guards shouted anxiously and persuaded, "Your Majesty, you can't go out!"

Kill!

The king dragged his fat body, didn't care about the people who stood in his way, and was furious, vowing to defend every inch of the Yun Dynasty's land and his homeland with his life.

Seeing the red-eyed king, Wu Long wanted to rush up, but he laughed out loud, and there was an extreme disdain in his laughter.

"Maybe this is fate!" Dream Allure was also infected by the king, picked up a long knife, protected it by the king's side, and prepared to rush out.

However, just when everyone was desperate, a figure that was not shocking appeared in front of Wu Long, this figure, the clothes he was wearing still had some patches, his clothes were ragged, it was very obvious, he grabbed Wu Long's spear with one hand, and the floor was trampled on with a loud sound, blocking Wu Long's terrible blow, at least reducing dozens of casualties.

Due to the loud vibration, everyone looked stunned and stared over.

Meng Chengcheng and Hu Fei'er looked at that figure, both covering their mouths, their eyes widened, and then, with tears in their eyes: "It's him, he actually came, but this is a battle between the second major cultivation realms?"