"I know that your son is instructed by someone, what kind of emperor and young help, right, the wine bag and rice bag headed by Zhao Xi and Zhao Yinge ......" Zhu Tianguan said.

"Yes, yes, I only found out a few days ago, and I will definitely let my family Feijun cut off relations with them in the future!" Gu He hurriedly said.

"What kind of wine bag and rice bag, Zhu Tianguan, can't you see Mrs. Ben sitting here?" Mrs. Zhao said to Zhu Tianguan with a straight face.

"Mrs. Zhao Qin, whether you are here or not, your son is a wine bag and rice bag, so we don't have to do a meaningless battle of words and tongues, right?" Zhu Tianguan laughed.

This sentence almost didn't make Mrs. Zhao Qin angry!!

"Zhu Tianguan, what is your intention to insult the royal family in public like this??" Mrs. Zhao Qin said angrily for a long time.

"The royal family naturally has people worthy of respect, but there are also wine bags, rice bags, and some shrews with the surname of the family. Zhu Tianguan continued.

"Who do you say is a shrew, you ...... You ......" Mrs. Zhao Qin spoke incoherently, and her face was already red and black!

"Madam, madam, don't have a verbal dispute with such a rude person, the main thing is that you can't talk about him, why don't you go and sit over there, go and sit there, dissipate your anger, and eat some watermelon to relieve the heat. Haoyong on the side hurriedly said.

Hao Yong helped Mrs. Zhao Qin, who was about to faint, and went to another tent under the sun.

And Gu He, the deputy sect leader of the Chess Sect, was even more restless, he wanted to intercede for his son, but he didn't know what to say to make Zhu Tianguan believe.

"Brother Gu, your path is narrow, why can't you trust me Zhu Tianguan, and have to take refuge in those pedantic, ignorant, and moth-like old forces?" Zhu Tianguan patted Gu He's shoulder, turned around and walked towards the palace wall.

"I wish the master of the door, I wish the master of the door, my son is stupid and instructed by others, please don't take this matter to heart, there are not many people in our chess sect who inherit the power of this god, please look at the fact that our sect has been so declining, open the net, and I will definitely come to the door to apologize in the future, and I will definitely ......" Gu He chased after Zhu Tianguan, and his body was about to bow under his stomach.

"How could I not know that he was instructed by someone?" Zhu Tianguan sighed lightly, stopped his steps and turned to Gu Hedao, without waiting for Gu He's face to ease down slightly, Zhu Tianguan said with a cold expression, "But an adult son, without his own judgment, followed a group of misbehaving imperial capital tumors to do some bullying things, they have a strong background, and they can still save their lives, what about your son, what does he have?" Over the years, you have groveled, curryed favor with the major forces, and finally accumulated a little connection, and Zonglin has also improved, but in the end, you have blessed me with heavenly officials and doors, without the slightest respect from the heart. ”

When Gu He heard these words, his whole person froze there, the sky was clear, like thunder rolling, making Gu He feel that everything he had worked so hard to manage had completely collapsed because of this sentence!

"I wish the master of the door, I wish the master of the door, please raise your noble hand, please raise your noble hand, please raise your noble hand......" Gu He lay on the ground and kept shouting in the direction where Zhu Tianguan left!

At the golden tent on the palace wall, there were many powerful people, and their eyes fell on Gu He, who was as humble as a dog.

Some people are puzzled.

Some people scoffed.

Someone is apathetic.

But no one was willing to come forward to persuade Gu He, and no one came up to help him up from the scorching sun.

Zhu Tianguan was far away, Gu He raised his gaze, his pupils moist and red.

He looked at the nobles in the golden tent, at their indifferent faces, and for a moment he was furious.

......

On the bronze battlefield, Gu Feijun of the Chess Sect still had a gloomy face, and he was unwilling to know that his Zonglin no longer existed.

He still wanted to win, and he loudly ordered the dragon herders in his formation, vainly trying to use the advantage of the formation to carry out a strong attack.

But his formation was suppressed by the thriving realm of the Shenmu Green Holy Dragon, and he himself didn't have any combat ability at all.

A man in white walked slowly from the dense forest.

The extremely dangerous vines, moss, and rhizomes all gave way to a path, as if they were also controlled by the man's mind.

"Zhu Minglang!" Gu Feijun stared at him and said in a disgusted tone.

"Chess Sect?" Zhu Minglang asked.

"Yes!" Gu Feijun said.

"Members of the Imperial Young Gang?" Zhu Minglang then asked.

"What kind of emperor and young gang, I just can't get used to people like you who are rampant and domineering. The power is great, life and death are fateful, just because someone else accidentally injured your younger brother, he actually threatened to act on the mourning hall, and did he not take the law of the imperial capital in his eyes!" Gu Feijun said with a righteous and awe-inspiring voice.

"Oh, it's because my brain is not good. Zhu Minglang heard his words and commented lightly.

The most important thing is wisdom.

This Gu Feijun's brain is really not worthy of being a chess master.

For people with bad brains, Zhu Minglang can spare his life.

But for the rest of your life, try to spend the rest of your life on the bed!

There is no need for Zhu Minglang to open the net because the other party is stupid, after all, when he set up this chess to kill ten sons, he didn't think about how dangerous his situation would be.

The feather was like a blade, flying wantonly, forming a strong blade feather storm around Zhu Minglang, who was dressed in white.

With Zhu Minglang's hand raised, the phantom feather flew towards the chess master Gu Feijun, dense, terrifying!

These Storm Phantom Feathers accurately avoided Gu Feijun's vital point, cutting his tendons, elbows, fingers, thighs, back, and calves......

"Ah!!!!!h

Gu Feijun's miserable and painful screams echoed throughout the bronze battlefield.

It was as if he had been delayed, but every part of his body was intact.

Every joint of his body was cut open, cutting off his muscles and bones, but avoiding the vital point......

The Storm Phantom Spirit Feather swirled, flew out and circled again, returning to Zhu Minglang's side, still not a drop of donated blood was stained, clean and white.

Zhu Minglang turned around and didn't bother to look at this paralyzed man.

At this time, a Jie Dragon lurking nearby came out, choosing the perfect opportunity when Zhu Minglang had just recovered the Storm Phantom Spirit Feather, and directly attacked the Dragon Shepherd itself.

Zhu Minglang's white clothes suddenly rose, and his figure was like a ghost, and he floated dozens of meters away, and the claws of the Jie Long fell into the air, and he angrily wanted to pursue Zhu Minglang, but Zhu Minglang calmly used this ghost clothes to avoid it, and the Jie Long didn't even touch the corner of Zhu Minglang's clothes.

"Bang !!!!"

Suddenly, the Silver Fir Troll Guard stepped on it, and the Jielong didn't have time to react, and was directly trampled into a puddle of flesh!

As soon as the dragon died, a scream sounded from the vines not far away, it should be that a certain dragon herder was suffering the pain of the soul breaking of the dragon beast's death.

"Dispose of it. Zhu Minglang said to the Silver Fir Troll Guard.

The Silver Fir Demon Guard walked towards it, and soon the dragon herder's scream of fear was heard.

Whether that person is dead or alive, Zhu Minglang doesn't care at all.

In short, these people who besiege him, Zhu Minglang will not have the slightest mercy on them.

The silver fir seeds buried in the soil became more and more dressed, and several silver fir demon guards appeared in this thriving land, and these silver fir demon guards followed Zhu Minglang's side.

Wherever Zhu Minglang went, they killed those dragon beasts.

If it encounters a main-level one, the Silver Fir Troll Guard will take action, and under the siege of other Silver Fir Demon Guards, even the main-level dragon beast can't parry.

"It's either the dragon dies or you die, the choice is yours. Zhu Minglang said coldly.

A master-level dragon herder who doesn't know which force, what he has is a Sky Splitting Dragon, and his strength is considered strong in this second round of the battlefield, a real lower-level master.

The Silver Fir Trolls fought with it for a long time, but in the end, they couldn't resist the fact that more and more Silver Fir Demon Guards joined the siege.

That person wanted to take back the Sky Splitting Dragon into the Spirit Realm, and wanted to escape from this dense forest woven by the Divine Tree Green Sacred Dragon, but Zhu Minglang would not let him retreat with his whole body!

"Don't deceive people too much!!" the young man glared angrily.

"It turns out that I'm deceiving people......" Zhu Minglang sneered.

There is no distinction between right and wrong, this kind of garbage, the pain at the moment of death may not make him realize it.

Or kill all of them, and then cripple people, and in the humiliation of not being able to take care of themselves in life, they will gradually understand their actions today!

Of course, he is not the only one who has become crippled and paralyzed, there are ten of them here today, and they can live in the same nursing home in the future, communicate more about their illness, and they will not be lonely for the rest of their lives.

If someone finally thinks clearly, and can hug others and cry bitterly, and regret it, it will not be in vain to wish Minglang the good intentions of leaving them alive today!

"Bai Dai, take a look around and see if there are any fish that have slipped through the net, and not a single one will be left!" Zhu Minglang said to Xiao Bai Dai.

Xiao Bai jumped off Zhu Minglang's shoulder.

It harvests the lives of these drakes faster, and for it, all the drakes trapped in this dense forest are nothing more than prey for it to ravage at will.

The figure scurried into the dense forest that covered the sky and the sun, and the Bingchen White Dragon slaughtered cleanly, screaming in horror everywhere it passed......

Outside of the bronze battlefield, the battle continues.

Most of those dragon herders and gods and mortals are point-to-point, and when they find that they are invincible, they will take the initiative to leave the battlefield and retreat beyond the boundary.

The dense forest area that had not been evoked by this Divine Wood Green Holy Dragon had evolved into a slaughter in its purest form.

There are more and more Silver Fir Demon Guards, killing those dragon beasts.

The Shenmu Green Sacred Dragon was overlooking from above, and its battle in the air was over, and the six flying dragons, including the main-level Wind Demon Dragon, were all killed by it.

And the scattered dragon beasts that were still in its dense forest spirit realm were like chickens, carrying their masters to find the exit of the dense forest labyrinth, but they were greeted only by the fear of approaching little by little.

......

In addition to the prosperity, Lu Bin of the Canglong Hall was stunned.

He thought that Zhu Minglang would be more auspicious, and he was always struggling in his heart whether to interfere with this extremely bad behavior.

But before he could make a decision, the Shenmu Green Holy Dragon had already shown his might.

The people who are more auspicious and less auspicious have become the people of the chess sect and those dragon herders who have escaped.

"This Zhu Minglang, so cruel, actually killed all those people's dragons and beasts, fortunately I left early that day. Fu Jinwu said with palpitations.

"Woman, you're wrong. His Black Tyrannosaurus that day, no matter how fierce it was, did not kill any of the dragon beasts that had lost the battle. But today, he went on a killing spree...... It seems to me that these children are to blame. The good forces are very big, and they are fighting on their own, but they use such despicable acts to collude together to deal with one person on the field!" said the elder of the Canglong Palace.

"So that's the case, a tooth for a tooth, fortunately, the senior brother didn't take advantage of the danger, otherwise I'm afraid it would have ended. Fu Jinwu said.

"Hmph, he's going to be such a bastard, he deserves to die. The elder of the Canglong Hall said.

......

The dense forest gradually dissipated, leaving only a blood-red moss.

Zhu Minglang walked out of the corpses of the dragons, and all the Silver Fir Demon Guards stood behind him, like loyal ancient guards.

They are tall and majestic, and they give people a strong oppressive force.

The Divine Tree Green Sacred Dragon stood on the shoulders of the Silver Fir Troll Guard, looking down on the bronze battlefield.

Dressed in green, sacred and majestic, as long as it gives an order, all the Silver Fir Demon Guards can wantonly trample on all the battles in the bronze battlefield.

It's just that, unlike in the first round, Zhu Minglang stood in place and didn't step into other places on the battlefield.

This made the sons and daughters of the entire bronze battlefield greatly relieved.

If Zhu Minglang wants to clear the field like before today, no matter how hard they struggle, they will never want to enter the next round.

Zhu Minglang's area is basically empty......

No one dared to move there half a step anymore, and getting close to there was probably more terrible than going out of bounds.

Anyway, Zhu Minglang only occupies one place, and everyone acquiesces that Zhu Minglang has entered the next round, and this big Buddha doesn't have other thoughts about them, which is already a blessing!

Grand View Pavilion.

Where the white veil was covered, Zhao Yinge sat there like an iceberg, and his eyes couldn't stop burning with anger!

Why is this guy, the sword cultivator is gone, and he is still so difficult.

"Yo, Xiao Shizi, your legs and feet are so bad, you don't forget to come to see my battlefield performance of Zhu Minglang. Zhu Minglang's voice suddenly came from the battlefield.

The thin white gauze curtain seemed to be unable to stop Zhu Minglang's gaze.

Zhu Minglang's eyes were staring at the people in this grand pavilion.

When Zhao Yinge heard this, the whole person was even more terrifying.

"Looking at Xiao Shizi's condition, I'm afraid that there is an excellent mechanic who has created a pair of flexible and comfortable prosthetics for Xiao Shizi, I don't know if there is a habit of using it more than before?" Zhu Minglang continued.

Hearing this, Zhao Yinge's anger felt like he was about to rush out of the white gauze curtain in the Grand View Pavilion!!

The others stood next to them, and they all felt that Zhao Yin Pavilion exuded a terrifying aura!

Artificial limb??

The little son of the royal family, Zhao Yinge uses a prosthetic leg??

No wonder on such a hot day, he is wearing a big brocade robe, which is unwilling to let others see that his hands and feet are different from others??

"Zhu Minglang!!" Zhao Yinge's face was about to be screwed together.

"My brother's life, one Hao Shaocong is not enough to repay. Xiao Shizi, it's best not to let me know that you have something to do with this matter, otherwise I wish Minglang more than just your hands and feet this time!!"

In front of everyone, Zhu Minglang said with a smile to this noble royal prince!