"kill him!"
King Changsheng Baoshu originally wanted to recruit Murong Fu, but when he saw that he was stubborn and would kill people in his sect, he became furious.
Without him having to say anything, the five Dharma Kings of the Middle Earth Ming Cult, You Yi, Dun Jia, Ju Ling, Huang Banner, and Sangmen, all moved in to kill Murong Fu.
"How dare a group of monsters and demons shake the world?"
Murong Fu put his fingers together with his sword, and as a blue rainbow split the sky across the night, four of the five Dharma Kings instantly fell to the ground. Only the Dharma King You Yi relied on his extremely fast status to retreat several feet away. Only then could he save his life.
If it weren't for the heads of the four Dharma Kings on the ground, with blood still gushing out from their broken necks, Dharma King You Yi would have just thought that he had just had an extremely terrifying nightmare.
Just when he was still in shock and completely frightened, Murong Fu's figure suddenly appeared in front of him, and a threat of death instantly enveloped him. He wanted to run away, but his whole body seemed to be frozen until the last shot in front of him. A green light flashed, and the angry pupils completely lost their color. ?.?????.???
Throwing the head of King You Yi at will, Murong Fu smelled the bloody smell in the air and suddenly felt like he was back on the battlefield, killing wantonly.
He slowly took off the mask on his face, and a handsome and elegant face immediately appeared in front of everyone. The strange yet familiar feeling immediately petrified many people in the Ming Cult.
It wasn't until there was silence for a long time that someone was so frightened that he fell to the ground and said in a trembling voice, "Yan Yanyan... King Yan..."
At this moment, the hearts of everyone in the Ming Cult seemed to be suddenly held firmly in the palm of an invisible hand. Just a thought from the opponent could kill them invisibly.
There are many masters of Mingjiao, and there are countless capable people and strangers. Although many people are afraid of King Yan's reputation, how many of them think highly of themselves?
I originally thought that the rumored King Yan was just an exaggeration, but after seeing him take action today, everyone truly understood why the name of King Yan was so powerful.
You know, the six Dharma Kings are the top six forces of the Mingjiao in China, but in the end, their entire army was annihilated in less than one encounter?
Lu Shinang never expected that just now he was laughing at the other person for using the name of King Yan, but he didn't expect that the other person was actually the real King of Yan. This shock was no less than the surprise in his heart when he saw the Ming Zun he believed in. All the visions and ambitions for the future completely collapsed and ceased to exist at this moment.
Naturally, the chief minister of Persia, Changsheng Baoshu Wang, and others had heard of the name of King Yan. When they saw that this man was really Empress Murong Fu, they were all frightened, with a trace of panic flashing in their eyes.
But it is obvious that Murong Fu's reputation shocked the people of the Central Plains far more than those of these foreigners.
The Changsheng Baoshu King quickly suppressed the uneasiness in his heart and said in a deep voice, "It is difficult to tell whether this person is real or not. The Mingjiao believers will obey the order and gather together to attack and kill this person!"
After saying that, the three envoys of Feng, Yun and Yue beside him took the lead and attacked Murong again.
Murong Fu drew out in the air, and an invisible sword energy rushed out.
Facing the invisible sword energy, the three envoys each took out two two-foot-long black cards from their waists, holding one in each left hand to block the sword energy he swung.
"Holy Fire Order?"
Murong Fu was slightly surprised. He didn't expect that this object actually appeared in the Tianlong period. He thought that he would not be able to use the martial arts on it, but the material of the Holy Fire Token itself was excellent black iron and could be taken back and cast. weapon.
So, with a flash of his body, he grabbed the Holy Fire Token of one of them.
The other two people rushed to help, and the three of them formed a formation. Their attack methods were also very strange. They were martial arts that Murong Fu had never been exposed to before.
However, what he has learned is quite complex and very refined. The martial arts all over the world have reached the same goal. After just looking at them for a moment, he saw their flaws. A sword energy slashed out and hit the Holy Fire Order of one of them. That person's tiger's mouth drama Trembling, the Holy Fire Token was shaken and flew out of his hand.
Seeing this, the other two people hurriedly flew to catch it. Murong Fu used the Crane Control Technique and directly took the Holy Fire Token into his hands, and then struck with the man's remaining Holy Fire Token. As the true energy was injected into the Holy Fire Token, unexpectedly, Being able to firmly stick to the opponent's Holy Fire Token, Murong Fu took advantage of the man's frightened expression and directly slashed across it with his sharp sword energy.
When the remaining two people came back to rescue them, unexpectedly, within a short time, their companion's head was missing.
Murong Fu grabbed two Holy Fire Tokens in succession. Out of curiosity, he struck the two Holy Fire Tokens together with his luck. He heard an extremely harsh metal collision sound, and even he couldn't help but frown. .
The second envoy Fengyun was even more shocked by the sound of the golden roar, covering his ears and retreating, and his eyes fell into a brief stagnation.
Murong Fu did not take advantage of the victory to pursue, but put away the two Holy Fire Tokens with his backhand.
"What are you waiting for? Kill this thief quickly and take back the Holy Fire Token!"
King Changsheng Baoshu saw that one of Fengyun Yuesan's three envoys, who was good at cooperating, had died. He was furious and forced the people of the Middle Earth Mingjiao to take action against Murong Fu.
Only then did everyone in the Middle Earth Mingjiao react, knowing that what happened today was a matter of life and death. Even if they died, if they could die in the hands of the dignified King Yan, it would not be considered an insult to them.
The Ming Cult worshiped the Holy Fire. For them, death was just the door to the Holy Land, not the way back, so they all rushed towards Murong Fu without fear of death.
After Murong Fu experienced the world, the battlefield, and the court, his mind had already changed, and he showed no mercy to these people in the Ming Cult. In his opinion, these people were just madmen, and death would not be a pity.
Seeing that even if Murong Fu was surrounded by hundreds of people, he was like a tiger entering a flock of sheep. King Changsheng Baoshu once again had a deeper understanding of the King of Yan in Middle-earth. Just when he had a faint intention of retreating in his heart, Suddenly he caught a glimpse of Dao Baifeng and Fang Baihua hiding in the distance. He immediately took his plan into consideration and rushed towards the two girls.
Dao Baifeng was always alert to the changes in the center of the field. When he suddenly sensed danger approaching, he immediately reacted, waved his sleeves and played a series of drills, and looked to the right vigilantly.
The figure of the ever-victorious Treasure Tree King then appeared, staring at the two girls with an unkind look on his face.
"I didn't expect your martial arts to be so good."
When the two pure and good messengers told him about it, he didn't quite believe it. It was only after testing that he realized that the woman in red shirt in front of him was actually so extraordinary.
Dao Bai Feng Yingying smiled and said, "You can't deal with my husband, so you want to bully us two weak women? The Mingjiao is really upright in its actions!"
The ever-victorious Baoshu King was not ashamed and said, "I am not as pedantic as you Chinese natives. As long as I can win, I will do whatever it takes."
"High-sounding!"
Dao Baifeng's face was slightly cold, and he took out a colorful ribbon from his sleeve and waved it towards the opponent. With the blessing of his inner strength, it was like a long whip, throwing a thunderbolt in the air.
The Ever Victorious Baoshu King was proud of his martial arts skills. After dodging sideways, he attacked directly, hoping to capture the two men and use them to threaten Murong Fu.
"Baihua, stay back!"
Dao Baifeng saw how powerful this person was, and after shouting Fang Baihua away, he went to meet him.
