Listening to Su Chen's sonorous and powerful voice, King Xuchang seemed to be in deep thought.

The look in his eyes kept changing, and it was undeniable that Su Chen's words were indeed true.

Seeing that King Xuchang was struggling, King Zhao directly pursued him.

One step out, with his hands behind his back, he said to King Xuchang with a proud face.

"Hmph, Ruwang Pifu, you can't take my head, let these chickens and dogs withdraw, and send the 100,000 tons of iron ore that this king wants to to Jiangnan Province within half a month, otherwise this king will send troops to take Yuanwu Mountain!"

Su Chen originally thought that King Zhao stood up and planned to say something good and give King Xuchang a step down.

But unexpectedly, this guy actually stood up and began to speak wildly.

Su Chen was stunned when he heard this.

It's understandable to know that you, as the biggest vassal king, like to pretend to be forced, but you should at least see if the situation is good.

Now people are going to take your life, but it's just a thought.

Before Su Chen could speak, the king of Xuchang on the opposite side spoke angrily.

"Kill me!"

For a while, one by one, the swords with a cold glow were slashing towards the two of them.

Su Chen also reacted very quickly, and directly threw the homemade cigarette bomb that he had prepared to pinch in his hand on the ground.

"Bang!"

As Su Chen slammed down with an object, everyone saw that a small black ball suddenly emitted choking smoke.

For a while, everyone's vision was disturbed.

And Su Chen was holding King Zhao with one hand and a short blade in the other, and went directly to the outside to kill.

Under such smoke, Su Chen could only see black silhouettes in the smoke.

The short blade in Su Chen's hand pierced into the hearts of those Mo Ling Jun at an extremely fast speed.

Every time he struck, he brought a bloody light.

If Su Chen only had himself, he was ten percent sure that he would be able to get out safely.

But now he still has a King Zhao with him, and he has no choice but to rely on the short blade in his hand to fight his way.

"Lord Wang, now I want to fight a way, and you will follow closely behind me."

Without waiting for King Zhao to speak, Su Chen directly stuffed the short blade to King Zhao, and then directly took out the spear behind him and spliced it together.

Su Chen held the gun in both hands and slammed it forward.

"Bang!"

On the other side, the Mo Ling army that intercepted in front of the two of them vomited blood and flew out.

The spear in Su Chen's hand danced, stabbing out from time to time, harvesting life one by one.

Soon, Su Chen fought his way out of the hundreds of people outside the house, and the blood stained Su Chen's clothes.

"Die!"

The spear in Su Chen's hand stabbed fiercely into the chest of Mo Lingjun in front of him, and then he violently exerted force with both hands, raising it high.

Then he slammed forward, and the man's body flew out, knocking down a large number of people.

"Quick, now!"

Seeing that there was finally an opportunity, Su Chen directly grabbed King Zhao's sleeve and ran straight outside.

The rift that had been torn open by Su Chen was healing at a rapid pace.

At the front, a man riding a tall black horse and wearing black armor raised the Glaive Sword in his hand at Su Chen and shouted loudly.

"I am the president of Xuchang Dao Mo Ling Army, you don't want to leave from me!"

Su Chen frowned when he saw this scene, he was confident enough to kill this person in half a minute.

But he didn't want to gamble, and then he directly pulled King Zhao and ran straight towards him.

"You are rampant!"

When the man saw that Su Chen was actually killing him directly, he was immediately furious.

The glaive knife in his hand turned, and he raised it high and the top of his head was about to slash at Su Chen.

But unexpectedly, Su Chen only raised his hand slightly, and the commander's body suddenly froze, and his body couldn't help but tremble.

Su Chen directly threw the spear in his hand fiercely, stabbed the commander of the Mo Ling Army on the horse's body directly, and nailed it to the trunk of the tree behind him.

Su Chen didn't hesitate, he directly turned over and got on the horse, and directly lifted King Zhao behind him.

Then he waved the whip in his hand fiercely, and the black horse under his crotch let out a roar, and then carried Su Chen and King Zhao away.

Su Chen waved the horsewhip in his hand desperately, feeling the wind whistling in his ears over and over again, and looking back again and again.

One arrow after another slashed past him, and one of the arrows was half a point away from stabbing him.

At this moment, King Zhao behind him suddenly let out a miserable scream.

"Ah, this king has been shot."

Su Chen frowned, and was about to speak.

But King Zhao behind him turned out to be quiet, and Su Chen hurriedly turned back to check on King Zhao, but don't die.

Looking back, he found that King Zhao just tore off his shirt and tied his shoulders, and then gritted his teeth and persisted in severe pain.

This surprised Su Chen a little, and he thought that King Zhao would keep shouting loudly after being injured.

I didn't expect to be so strong.

And the thatched hut place.

Hao Ruwang looked at the commander of the Mo Ling Army who was nailed to the ground, and his face twitched constantly.

The current Hao Ruwang exuded a palpitating aura all over his body, and then looked at the Mo Ling Army who were kneeling on the ground behind him.

Gritting his teeth, he said word by word.

"So, the three hundred Moling troops brought by this king were killed by more than 100 people, and Zhao Ruoyan also died, so in the end, they still let people run away, right?"

Hao Ruwang didn't know who he was asking with this sentence, and no one dared to answer.

Hao Ruwang saw that no one spoke, and he was angry and roared angrily.

Then he pulled one of them by the collar and roared loudly.

"Transfer all the Mo Ling troops to Lao Tzu, block the entire border, and never let them escape back to Jiangnan Road, search me inch by inch, don't even let me go of a tree hole!"

"Yes!"

With that, the man turned and was about to leave.

But Hao Ruwang seemed to suddenly remember something, and called the man back again.

After a long silence, a hint of fierceness flashed in his eyes.

Gritted his teeth and said.

"Take the king's talisman, mobilize the army, and start harassing Jiangnan Dao, once you catch Zhao Gan, you will directly attack Jiangnan Dao!"

"Lord Wang...... Be! ”

The man seemed to want to open his mouth to persuade him, but he still didn't dare to say it, and just turned around and left.

Hao Ruwang looked at the back of the Mo Ling Army leaving, and the corners of his mouth grinned.

Sen Ran's cold business whispered from his mouth.

"Anyway, this troubled world will come sooner or later, and the king will help burn it once!"

Then he looked at the bloodied man on the ground on the side, and he could vaguely identify it as Zao Wou-Ki from his clothes.

The slightly floating chest also means that he still has a breath.

"Zhao Qian, I must make you pay for your arrogance!"

……

The night is dark, and the night is falling.

In a dense forest, two people sat under a large tree.

It was Su Chen and King Zhao who escaped death.

The place where King Zhao was injured had stopped bleeding at the moment, but it still shed a lot, making his already white face even more pale at the moment.