"Thank you King Dapeng."
The figure shrouded in golden light is obviously the Dapeng King of the Yu Clan.
As his voice fell, all the feathered people breathed a sigh of relief.
"Yu Yi, Yu Si, what's going on with you two? Did you grow up eating jelly? After a good game of chess, you ended up playing like this?"
Ignoring these low-level feathermen, King Dapeng's eyes fell directly on the first and fourth commanders.
Now, the first commander only has his soul left, and the fourth commander is also seriously injured. After hearing what King Dapeng said, both of them felt ashamed.
Just listen to a handsome man whisper: "My subordinates are not doing well, please ask King Dapeng to punish me."
"That's not the case, King Dapeng. This subordinate has something to say."
However, the fourth commander did not think so, but he was also cautious in his words.
"Huh? What do you have to say?" The displeasure in King Dapeng's tone was obvious when he heard the words. The four commanders were so frightened that they knelt down and his voice trembled: "Back to King Dapeng, there is a mysterious and powerful man in the human race, and his subordinates are not The enemy, please ask King Dapeng to take action to avenge the second brother Yu and the third brother Yu!"
"I already know what you said, but you cannot escape your guilt. I will deal with you when I go back. Get up and stand aside."
King Dapeng's tone was full of coldness when he heard this, but he did not take action to punish the four commanders, but walked towards Mo Yuxi and others.
Seeing King Dapeng walking toward him, everyone had solemn expressions on their faces.
"Young City Lord, retreat, this person seems to be someone you can't mess with." Seeing this, Li Heming whispered behind Mo Yuxi. His tone was solemn and his expression was serious. This was probably the strongest person he had ever seen. Bar.
However, after hearing this, Mo Yuxi rolled her eyes at him and said angrily: "Get rid of the appearance. This person is very strong and is definitely not something we can face. And if we want to retreat, it is already too late."
Mo Yuxi smiled bitterly. She originally thought that the Yu Clan's attack on his Shuangyu City this time was just a test. Who would have thought that even such a strong man would be alarmed.
It seems that this time the Yu clan is determined to capture Shuangyu City.
"Who will tell me what to do? What can I do?" Seeing the Dapeng King approaching, Mo Yuxi secretly cried out.
But at this time, he has undoubtedly fallen into a situation where the sky is not responding and the earth is not working.
"Are you Mo Yuxi? Mo Feiyun's son?"
While Mo Yuxi was thinking, King Dapeng had already arrived in front of him. King Dapeng stared at him for a moment and asked lightly.
Mo Yuxi was stunned when she heard this. Could this man know his father?
He immediately cupped his fists and saluted, "To tell you what senior, my father is Mo Feiyun. I don't know why senior is here. If you need help from junior, I will try my best to help as long as junior can do it."
Facing the Dapeng King of the Yu Clan, a strong man with eleven wings, Mo Yuxi did not dare to be careless at all. Even though he was a member of the Yu Clan, he could not lose his etiquette.
"Well, you're not a bad boy. I won't embarrass you. As long as you give up Twin Feather City, I won't hold you responsible for the killing of my Yu tribe compatriots by your human race. Please leave as soon as possible."
Hearing this, King Dapeng couldn't help but take a second look at Mo Yuxi. In his opinion, the two clans of Renyu were feuding, and as the saying goes, enemies would be extremely jealous when they meet.
These people should probably hate him very much, but Mo Yuxi's behavior surprised him too much.
Being able to be so respectful to one's enemies is not something that ordinary people can do. It's no wonder that Mo Yuxi is the young city lord, but others cannot be.
Maybe others couldn't understand how Mo Yuxi did it, but it was precisely because of Mo Yuxi's move that King Dapeng didn't go on a killing spree, but proposed it in an easy-to-negotiate manner.
As soon as King Dapeng said this, Mo Yuxi's face changed slightly, and he breathed a sigh of relief. After all, this was within his expectation, and it was even better than what he expected.
Originally, he had prepared for the worst, but at this moment, it seemed that things might be turning around.
He gave King Dapeng enough face, and King Dapeng also gave him face, but this did not change anything, and the war would still continue.
The real war has just begun.
Mo Yuxi was a little embarrassed when he heard this: "Senior, I'm afraid there is something wrong with this. The total number of people in our Shuangyu City is nearly one million. Such a huge crowd has no place to go. Senior should say something else." Ask for it, please forgive me for not being able to agree,"
Although it was embarrassing, Mo Yuxi was neither humble nor overbearing. It could be said that she neither lost her etiquette nor showed too much fear.
Just kidding, he is still a monk in the middle stage of Mahayana and the young master of a city. Even if he is afraid in his heart, he cannot show it.
Behind him, there were hundreds of people looking at him. If he was scared, then these remaining people would have no will to fight.
"There are too many people, and we don't know where to go? Right?" King Dapeng thought for a moment after hearing this, and repeated Mo Yuxi's concerns.
"Yes, please forgive me, senior." Mo Yuxi nodded after hearing this and saluted again with clasped fists.
"Haha, if you cannot agree to my request, then I can reduce the number of people here. If it becomes smaller, will these problems be solved?"
King Dapeng sneered when he heard this. His patience was also limited. For Mo Yuxi's politeness, it was easy to talk and discuss, which was good for both parties.
But Mo Yuxi is ignorant, what can he do? It can only be solved by force.
Mo Yuxi said that there were too many people to migrate, so he would kill until Mo Yuxi felt that he could migrate.
After all, this was not his original intention. Mo Yuxi had to force him to do this.
As soon as King Dapeng said these words, not only Mo Yuxi's expression changed drastically, but also all the Mahayana monks present were shocked.
This person has such a loud tone, but he seems to really have this ability.
Finally, the worst plan came.
Mo Yuxi's eyes flickered, but before he could speak, he heard a shout coming from behind,
"Hmph, why, King Dapeng of the Feather Clan, right? This is the territory of our human race. Do you really think that our human race doesn't have strong people?"
As soon as these words came out, Mo Yuxi and others' expressions changed instantly, and they immediately looked at the owner of the voice. It turned out that the person who had spoken was an elder of the Liu family.
His cultivation level is in the middle stage of Mahayana, which is considered a very high level for ordinary people, but it is still far behind in front of King Dapeng.
Mo Yuxi saw this and wanted to kill them!
Just as he was about to speak, a big hand came out of the air and grabbed Elder Liu.
The elders of the Liu family did not expect that King Dapeng would take action directly, and there was no chance of struggling.
"Oh no……"
A scream was heard coming from the mouth of the elder Liu, and then it turned into drops of blood and fell to the ground.
In just such a blink of an eye, a middle-stage Mahayana monk died with only a pool of blood. They simply could not imagine the methods of King Dapeng.
Seeing this, everyone gasped and turned their attention to Mo Yuxi, hoping that he would make a decision soon.
This Dapeng King was simply beyond their ability to resist. They didn't even have the slightest chance. They were able to kill a mid-level Mahayana monk with their bare hands without even blinking. Only the legendary immortals could use such methods. .
"Hmph, even a mere ant dares to yell at me, damn it!"
King Dapeng's tone was obviously displeased, and everyone could detect a pinprick-like gaze across their face, and subconsciously stepped back.
"Mo Yuxi, take care of your people. Also, I am not discussing with you, but informing you that because you are very polite, I will give you another sixty breaths. Can you Don’t force me to take action.”
Finally, King Dapeng fixed his gaze on Mo Yuxi's face. His voice was cold, emotionless, and full of majesty, leaving no room for doubt.
When Mo Yuxi heard this, she didn't know how many times she cursed the dead elder Liu.
If it hadn't been for this person, he might have been able to delay it for a little longer, but once he was disturbed by this person, he only had sixty breaths left.
How he hoped that these sixty breaths could pass very slowly.
But time waits for no one and cannot be controlled by him.
Time flew away from him little by little, and a large amount of sweat overflowed on his forehead.
During this period, the more than 400 Mahayana monks present did not speak, and even held back their breath.
The speed of life and death, the voice of the netherworld.
They were waiting for Mo Yuxi's decision.
No matter what decision Mo Yuxi makes, they will support it. Even if Mo Yuxi chooses to move across the city, they will respect it.
After all, in the face of such overwhelming strength, it is good to be able to save their lives. What else can they hope for?
Could it be said that they all died here?
If their death in battle can gain opportunities for nearly a million living beings in Shuangyu City, they are bound to do so.
But their deaths were worthless, and they couldn't even resist King Dapeng for a moment.
As the saying goes, if you keep the green hills, you don't have to worry about running out of firewood. As long as your life is still there, there is still a chance for everything.
"The time has come, tell me your choice." King Dapeng looked at the time and said calmly.
I saw a dazzling golden light, soaring straight into the sky, and its dazzling intensity even surpassed the scorching sun in the sky.
The core of the golden light was Shuangyu City. With a bang, the protective formation outside Shuangyu City shattered.
The city defense formation that had existed for tens of thousands of years was shattered, and it was shattered without much action from King Dapeng.
this……
Everyone saw it, and even the last bit of luck was gone.
Mo Yuxi took a deep breath, shook her head feebly, and glanced at everyone.
Everyone also saw the helplessness in his heart and had no intention of blaming him.
Liu Junhao reached out and patted him on the shoulder and said, "Speak out your decision and everyone will support you."
"Yes, Young City Master, no matter what decision you make, we will support you."
Although Liu Junhao's voice was very soft, everyone present still heard it and couldn't help but shout in unison to cheer up Mo Yuxi.
Hearing this, Mo Yuxi glanced across everyone's faces, took a deep breath and said: "I have decided, we will leave, but please also ask King Dapeng to abide by the previous agreement."
