Although Hao and Mao Wei rushed into the city, as soon as they entered the city, Hao who was driving the carriage was dumbfounded, because a street in front of him that could pass six carriages at the same time was full of warriors armed with javelins.

There is a big black flag standing behind the warriors of the entire street, and I think it is the commander of the warriors of this entire street.

Hao was still stunned, and an old voice came out from the big flag:

"Ready, thrown. ”

When the old voice was ready, the warriors of the whole street turned to their sides and raised their javelins, the heads of which were aimed at the air at an angle of forty-five degrees.

When the old man's voice was launched, the warriors who couldn't see the end of Da Gao Zihao let out a shocking shout, and then the javelin that covered the sun exploded towards Hao with a whining sound.

Hao was sweating profusely, and he knew that he couldn't avoid this javelin rain, and he could only count on his master.

So he said to Mao Wei:

"Master, if you don't make a move, we may become minced meat. ”

Mao Wei lazily walked out of the carriage, looking at the javelin that was getting closer and closer, with the sound of breaking the sky:

"These bastards are really troublesome, the deity wanted to sleep for a while. ”

Mao Wei had already recovered his mana after eating the spirit gourd, and learned from the system that he only needed to eat twenty more spirit gourds to advance to the first grade of the White Tiger Realm.

So he was in a good mood, and he wasn't angry at the whole street warrior for offending him.

Just let Hao stand behind him, and when the thousands of javelins flew close to him, Mao Wei opened his mouth and spit out, and a fireball with a diameter of ten meters appeared in front of Mao Wei.

Such a huge fireball had taken up more than half of the wide street, and the scorching heat instantly turned the surrounding houses into ashes.

As soon as the thousands of all-metal javelins came into contact with the fireballs, they instantly melted into liquid, converging on the ground into a fiery river of liquid metal and rushing towards the wooden houses on the street.

Those houses were where the warriors lived, and when the houses were burned, the contents were not spared.

The corners of the warriors' mouths twitched, but there were commanders sitting in the back, and they didn't dare to put out the fire without an order.

After all the javelins were melted, Mao Wei put away the samadhi fire.

The old man's voice rang out at this moment:

"Where are you wicked? Do you know the consequences of breaking the three chapters of the covenant?"

The commander of the thousands of warriors obviously thought that only youkai could spit fire, so they took Mao Wei, who looked like a white-bearded old man, as a monster in human form.

Mao Wei didn't like to be called a monster, so he scolded the commander very unhappily:

"Nima, old and immortal, I guess you're not human, you don't believe it and take two steps. ”

"Evil is dead. ”

The old conductor was angry, Mao Wei didn't know that this commander couldn't tolerate others to greet his wife, the last guy who greeted his wife, the grass on the grave had grown very tall.

When the javelin throwers saw Mao Wei greeting the mother of their own commander, they all showed a gloating smile, and they all discussed:

"No matter what kind of magic this old monster knows, he will die. ”

"Unless he can kill the Commander, he can't escape the Commander's pursuit. ”

"The Commander will hunt down this faring edge until the monster's skin is removed. ”

Before the discussion of the warriors fell, an old man in a black robe who was not tall and had white hair and a white beard suddenly appeared in mid-air

Mao Wei concluded that it was impossible for a martial artist to master the magical power of teleportation, so the old man's sudden appearance in the air must be because his speed was so fast that his eyes could not catch it.

Sure enough, the old man suddenly appeared in mid-air and disappeared again, as if he was invisible, Mao Wei could no longer see the figure of the black-robed old man, but his downwind ears heard the harsh wind sound rapidly amplifying.

Mao Wei guessed that this was the strong wind stirred up by the old man's rapid approach.

Thinking that you have been locked, it is too late to defend with attacks, and the best way is to be invisible.

So Mao Wei also disappeared abruptly.

The old man in the black robe is named Wu Zhong, he is a strong man in the Qinglong Realm, a member of the royal family of this Qingguo and the commander of the forbidden army, and he is also one of the strongest in Qingguo.

But what he didn't expect was that as soon as he came to the imperial city to protect the emperor's relics, the city walls were lit up.

How could Wu Zhong have thought that someone on the territory of Qingguo would dare to attack the most heavily defended city in Qingguo.

What made Wu Zhong even more depressed was that the old man who entered the city was obviously not strong, but he just couldn't beat it.

After Mao Wei was invisible, Wu Zhong pounced in the air, and in a fit of rage, he shouted loudly and smashed his fist at Hao.

He already has spiritual sense, he can feel that Hao only has the strength of the third grade of the Vermilion Bird Realm, and he can smash a three-meter-tall man who looks quite weird into a pulp with one punch.

Hao knew that he couldn't dodge the fist of the strong old man, so he simply threw his fist into his chest, even if he was stoned to death, he had to knock the old man on the head, what if he could knock the old man into a cerebral hemorrhage?

But Wu Zhong's speed was too fast, and the punch was only completed in less than a breath, and when Hao felt a sharp pain in his chest, the fist he smashed down was empty.

But Hao's body flew out like a cannonball, and blood spurted wildly from his mouth, and it seemed that he couldn't survive.

Wu Zhong of the Qinglong Realm was dumbfounded again, he had at least more than eight thousand catties of strength in one punch, and he didn't kill a Vermilion Bird Realm martial artist immediately.

It's a shame.

Hao spat out a few mouthfuls of blood and felt confused, and his friend's call to him became clearer and stronger. He could feel him flying towards his friend.

Flying quickly towards his friend, Hao was inexplicably moved and excited, but this feeling of excitement didn't last long, because after flying for a while, he began to fall.

He knew that he was seriously wounded, and that it would be difficult for him to get up when he fell to the ground, so he cried out eagerly:

"Master help me, my friend is in front. ”

After Mao Wei entered the stealth state, he immediately summoned the somersault cloud, and then he saw Hao being blown away by the old man, and he was worried that Hao's overlord body would not be able to withstand the blow of the Qinglong Realm martial artist, so he controlled the somersault cloud to catch up with Hao.

Then he heard Hao's cries for help.

But Mao Wei couldn't take Hao when he stepped on the somersault cloud, he could only stretch out his hands, push on Hao's feet, and use the speed of the somersault cloud to push Hao to fly, Hao gained acceleration, the momentum of the fall immediately decreased, and quickly flew towards a misty fog in the center of the city.

Wu Zhong saw Mao Wei reappear, and quickly pushed Hao towards the mist in the center of the city and flew away, Wu Zhong knew that the emperor's ruins were the target of the invaders, but he didn't expect the intruders to use his power to hit the emperor's ruins.