Twenty-four warriors lined up on the left and right, each holding a long flag, and the indigo flag rustled in the wind.
Two gold-plated white flags
The seal character "Qingyun" is extremely eye-catching. And the flag-bearers were all as powerful as a rainbow, riding their horses forward with fighting spirit. They were all innate warriors!
Such a vanguard formation can only be described as luxury. You must know that martial arts innates can control the city. The Chibi City where Wang Chen once lived had only one innate warrior.
But in this team, innate warriors are not uncommon at all! Following these innate flag-bearers were luxuriously decorated cloud-chariot carriages.
Each carriage is pulled by four pure-colored horses, and the drivers are also innate warriors. There are a total of thirteen carriages at the front and rear, among which the carriage in the center is an eight-passage cloud chariot, which is two levels higher in grade.
As long as you know something about the etiquette rules of Qingyun Palace, you will know that only elders can ride such a carriage!
In addition, hundreds of heavily armed armored cavalry were escorting on the left, right and rear. These knights were not innate warriors, but their entire bodies were wrapped in thick armor, with only pairs of dazzling eyes exposed, giving them a strong sense of oppression.
Although there are only two or three hundred horsemen, the momentum of running is not inferior to that of thousands of troops! Once such a heavy cavalry charges, no innate warrior can contend head-on.
"Xilulu~" This suffocating team suddenly stopped a hundred steps away from White Deer Academy.
The leading flag bearers separated to the left and right, and the Eight-Cheng Yun Chariot that was originally in the center came out of the formation and came to the front.
I saw a middle-aged monk in white robes and long beard sitting on the high cloud chariot. His expression was resolute and not angry, and his eyes were fixed on Wang Chen who was sitting in front of the academy.
"Wang Chen!" the middle-aged monk shouted sternly: "Do you know your guilt?" His voice was so loud that people several miles away could hear him clearly.
"Tiger! Tiger! Tiger!" Twenty-four innate knights and hundreds of heavily armored knights shouted at the same time, instantly condensing a powerful momentum and pressing towards Wang Chen.
This is the murderous aura of the battle formation! The murderous aura of the battle formation is the greatest magic weapon for warriors to fight against monks, and it has the power to destroy souls and seize souls.
But the murderous aura in battle formations cannot be unleashed casually. It must be a warrior who is powerful, mentally strong and experienced in hundreds of battles to gather it.
If it were an ordinary monk, facing such a powerful and murderous battle formation, he would have no choice but to kneel down on the spot. However, Wang Chen sat still, allowing the murderous aura of the battle formation to come over him without changing his expression, as if the breeze was blowing on his face without any pressure.
"Do you know the crime?" He smiled and said: "Do you know the crime? Do you want to accuse him?" Although Wang Chen didn't know this middle-aged monk, it was not difficult to guess from his appearance and expression that this guy should be Sikong Hongfei’s father, Sikong Deping, the general governor of Taiwu Pavilion!
As Sikong Deping, he is not qualified to ride the Eight-Cheng Cloud Chariot. But he also has a good dad.
Sikong Changming, the elder of Qingyun Palace and a great Taoist monk! There is no doubt that this carriage, these knights and monks are all the work of Sikong Changming.
Used to save my grandson.
"You dare not admit it?" The middle-aged monk was furious: "Did you kidnap my son Sikong Hongfei?"
"Governor Sikong misunderstood." Wang Chen said with a smile: "Brother Hongfei is indeed here with me, but he is just a guest." Bang Bang!
Wang Chen clapped his hands, and Gao Zhuang appeared behind him with Sikong Hongfei. Actually practical
"Holding" is more accurate, because the sword in Gao Zhuang's hand was resting on Sikong Hongfei's neck.
This playboy looked pitiful. Half of his originally handsome face was swollen, as if he had been stung by a bee. He looked very ridiculous.
"Dad, dad!" Seeing Sikong Deping a hundred steps away, Sikong Hongfei suddenly seemed to have found a life-saving straw and shouted: "Save me quickly!" As a result, he became excited and his neck became close to the blade. touch.
Instantly the skin was broken and bleeding.
"How brave!" Sikong Deping's eyes were filled with tears: "Wang Chen, if you don't want to die, let go of my son immediately!"
"It's easy." Wang Chen smiled and said, "As long as Governor Sikong sends Mo Han and the Mo family over, I will immediately let Brother Hongfei go."
"You're dreaming!" Sikong Deping put away his scowl and said with disdain: "Mo Han breaks the alliance rules and must be severely punished. The Mo family must be punished for causing harm to the local area."
"Wang Chen, I advise you to return from your lost ways and don't try to resist in vain. As long as you let Hongfei go, I will give you a chance to defend yourself in front of the elders, otherwise..." Before he could finish his words, Wang Chen stood up. The hand made a slashing motion.
Gao Zhuang, who was behind him, swung his sword down without thinking and accurately cut off Sikong Hongfei's left little finger.
"Ah!" Sikong Hongfei was caught off guard and couldn't help but let out a shrill scream under the severe pain. It's like his dead father!
Sikong Deping almost spit out a mouthful of old blood. It is not easy for a monk to have children. Sikong Hongfei is his only son, and he became a playboy after being spoiled by his family.
Although he was angry at his useless son, in Sikong Deping's heart, Sikong Hongfei's status was unshakable.
Unexpectedly, Wang Chen was so cruel that he chopped off one of Sikong Hongfei's fingers in front of him. This was also a slap on Sikong Deping’s face!
"Pass this order!" Sikong Deping shouted angrily: "The Mo family will kill one out of ten, and cut off Mo Han's left arm as punishment. Implement it immediately!" He could not tolerate being threatened by Wang Chen, so he chose to be more cruel. means to deter the latter.
Wang Chen's response was to make a slashing gesture again.
"Ah!" Sikong Hongfei's left hand landed at the wrist level. More ruthless? Wang Chen is not afraid. Although his purpose of using Sikong Hongfei to threaten Sikong Deping was to save people, he would never be threatened in turn.
Even if Sikong Deping kills all the Mo family members, Wang Chen cannot bow to him! Sikong Deping's eyes twitched, he was extremely angry but could do nothing.
He realized that if he wanted to save his son, he could only agree to Wang Chen's conditions. And if the time drags on too long, there will be no chance of Sikong Hongfei’s severed hand being restored!
"You're cruel!" Sikong Deping said sternly: "Okay, I will have Mo Han and the Mo family sent over now, but Hongfei must be saved first."
"This is simple." Wang Chen stood up and picked up Sikong Hongfei's bloody severed hand, and then connected it with his wrist.
I saw a dull white light flashing by, and this palm actually took it back! Seeing such a scene, Sikong Deping felt a chill in his heart.
The method Wang Chen just used was truly miraculous. Not to mention himself, even Sikong Changming might not be able to do it!
Wang Chen's strength is truly terrifying. Sikong Deping suddenly realized that choosing to be Wang Chen's enemy seemed to be a huge mistake!
-------The second update is here.
