Bai Ye was slightly stunned, and was a little confused when he looked at the exquisite magic weapons in his hand.
"Miss Zihong, you..." Bai Ye opened his mouth.
"Mr. Ye, just accept it! This is also a kindness of Zihong!" Wang Hen next to him said with a smile.
Bai Ye took a look at the magic weapons again, took a deep breath, nodded slightly and said, "Okay, since Miss Zihong is full of affection, then I'd better obey my destiny than respect, thank you!"
"Just leave!"
Wang Hen whispered and then led everyone away.
Zihong looked back and looked at Bai Ye again, then turned around and followed him closely.
A group of people carried boxes and walked towards the handsome tent.
Bai Ye retreated to the distance, standing still, and secretly stared at these people.
But he saw Wang Hen and others piled boxes around the handsome tent, and the barrier of the handsome tent was opened by themselves and put them in.
After putting down the box, they went to get the remaining box again.
After repeated this several times, all the boxes were moved over and placed around the handsome tent.
The guards around the tent didn't pay much attention to these people. After all, they looked at a lot of such poor souls who transported supplies every day.
After a while, a soul man wearing snow-colored armor walked out of the handsome tent.
He glanced at the boxes and said lightly: "Who asked you to put these boxes so open?"
"Sir, we don't know where to pile it up, so we just pile it up. Why don't we pile up all the boxes?" The scholar squeezed out his smile and said.
"No need, the coach is about to practice martial arts. It's okay for anyone to wait and go down quickly." The man shouted and waved his hand.
"Yes, sir!"
The scholar clasped his fists.
But the next second, he suddenly raised his head, and a sharp sword like a silver snake rushed out of his sleeve, instantly piercing through the soul man's powerful neck.
"Um..."
The soul man was caught off guard and was directly penetrated by the silver sword. His eyes widened and his mouth widened.
Scream!
The scholar pulled out the silver sword.
The soul squirted blood from the throat, and the whole person covered his neck and wanted to make a sound, but the next second, the scholar used his soul energy and slashed over him.
Puff!
The head of the soul man was cut off on the spot.
"What?"
"grown ups!"
"Who are you?"
"There are spies!"
The shouts resounded.
All the guards around rushed over.
The surroundings of the handsome tent were in chaos in an instant.
Countless terrifying auras also approached here immediately.
But the next second, the barrier around the coach's tent opened, and all the strong men who supported him were blocked outside the barrier.
"Do it!" Wang Hen screamed.
Zihong and others instantly sacrificed their magic weapons, activated the Heavenly Soul, and rushed into the commander's tent.
At the same time, everyone in the box around them jumped up and rushed out, and instantly surrounded the commander's tent.
"Can't be in turmoil! Death!"
Wang Hen roared and rushed directly to the coach's tent.
The violent trend was released, twisting the void, and the barrier of the handsome tent was opened in advance without any protection at all, and in an instant...
Scream!
The tent was split into pieces, and the chaos inside was also reflected in everyone's eyes.
However, just one glance, everyone's breathing solidified.
But I saw a red-haired man sitting cross-legged in a handsome tent wearing leather pants.
To be precise... he was sitting cross-legged on a pile of white bones.
He closed his eyes, as if he was regulating his breathing, and his whole body remained motionless.
Everyone's eyes widened.
Although Luankong was the supreme commander of the Dark Dynasty invaded the Dark Territory, Wang He and others had never seen Luankong before. When they saw him today, they brought them great shock.
The breath of chaotic air is completely unaware of, and it is absolutely unfathomable.
Not only that, when everyone stood in front of him, they felt an inexplicable feeling that they seemed to be standing in front of the gods...
His strength...is probably even more terrifying than people think...
"Is this the chaotic air?"
"He is indeed practicing with living people! He is simply unforgivable, both humans and gods are angry!"
"Wait, hurry up and kill Lukong!"
The roar was heard, and Wang Hen, Liu Shun, scholar and others rushed up together.
With the anger and murderous intent that was located before.
But...just when they started...
Dong!
A tremendous trend instantly came upon them.
Everyone's body bent, and their steps suddenly became stiff and they could no longer move forward.
"What's going on?"
"Is it a general trend of chaos and emptiness?"
"Impossible, Luankong didn't even move!"
People were shocked and looked back one after another, but just a glance, everyone was stunned.
However, the more than a hundred people behind him who came out of the box were carrying magic weapons at these people, and the soul energy was released, directly surrounding Wang Hen and his group...
"What?"
Wang Hen's pupils shrank greatly.
Zihong, Liu Shun and others were completely confused and looked at these people in a daze.
"What are you...why are you doing? Why do you deal with us? Luankong is right in front of you. Why don't you kill Luankong quickly?" Liu Shun shouted.
However, these people did not answer them, but instead opened their mouths and said with a silence that closed their eyes and rested.
"They will not help you, because they know that even if they help you, they will be dead. So they plan to take you down first, then lose your merits and beg me for a life!"
Hearing this, Zihong and others turned around suddenly, looking at the sound source in unison, their faces all showed shock and incredible...
"Lunkong, you...what do you mean?" Wang Hen gritted his teeth and shouted.
"Do you think these people are from the Dawn Border? You are wrong. They are all from the Dark Dynasty, but they are prisoners of my Dark Dynasty and are all going to be sentenced to death. But killing them is too wasteful, so the dynasty handed over these death row prisoners to me and let me practice martial arts! You want to use them to kill me? It's a bit whimsical! They know that it's impossible to kill me with these people alone!" Luankong said with his eyes closed.
“It’s actually like this….”
Wang Hen, Zihong and others were completely stunned.
"Damn it, but so what if that's the case? You're in our hands now, it's not easy for us to kill you? Go and die!"
Liu Shun yelled, and directly held the knife in his hand and slashed towards Luankong.
roar!!!
The wild sword actually burst out with a phantom of a male tiger, shattering the void, shaking the earth.
But after hitting Luankong's head, it burst instantly.
All the power bombarded Luankong's body and disappeared.
As for the Luankong... it was useless and there was no damage...
"What?"
Wang Hen and others were shocked.
Liu Shun was also completely stunned and looked at the broken hilt in his hand incredible...
Chapter completed!