How stupid! Many people thought at the same time.
I didn't see that other people's "suggestions" were made to the people next to me, and I didn't dare to make too much noise. Why? Isn't it because he is afraid that the leader of Jiuyuan may already be at level ten
The Lord of Tucheng didn't even think about it. Ever since he suspected that the leader of Jiuyuan was a tenth-level fighter, how many people present dared to say to their faces that they wanted to divide the fruit of their witch luck
Sure enough, it is not without reason that Tucheng has gone downhill over the years. A good leader is really important. The high priest of Tucheng was a bit scheming, but since he died outside, the former third priest Gui Zheng After mentioning the position of high priest, the two idiots teamed up, and Tucheng was really getting worse day by day.
But it's good for the Lord of Tucheng to do this. He at least helped everyone prove one thing: the leader of Jiuyuan has indeed reached level ten, otherwise he would not have killed him as a level nine fighter so easily.
And if you use it well...
"Father!"
"His Majesty!"
It happened so suddenly that none of the high-ranking warriors and priests around the Tucheng City Lord reacted. It wasn't until the Tucheng City Lord was crucified on the back of the chair that everyone screamed.
Miao Xiang covered her mouth and opened her eyes wide.
It was too early to say sadness at this time, and everyone was still in shock.
Priest Tucheng and others pounced on the seat of the city lord, wanting to see if he was still alive.
In less than a moment, a cry full of grief sounded: "Your Majesty!"
Guizheng looked stern, turned around and shouted: "Who? Who killed my Tucheng City Lord!"
Is there even a question
Everyone looked towards Jiuyuan together.
Guizheng's chest couldn't stop rising and falling, and he stretched out his finger to Yuan Zhan, and his fingers kept trembling, "You you you! You actually..."
Seeing Yuan Zhan's fierce gaze, as if he was going to do something to him, Guizheng's heart trembled, he subconsciously withdrew his arm, and turned to face Wucheng and shouted in grief: "Gods are on top! Everyone! It's not yet time for the martial arts competition." At that time, Jiuyuan killed the city masters of other forces in the party, which has greatly violated the rules of the Jiucheng party! If everyone is like him and kills people when they disagree, what is the point of this party competition? Wuxiang My lord, tell me what to do!"
Hey, you're not so stupid yet, you know you can't face Jiuyuan directly, and you can drag Wu Xiang into the water, well done! Kuipa and others gave Guizheng a thumbs up.
Yuan Zhan didn't want Wu Xiang to be in trouble, nor did he want to let go of those who repeatedly persecuted them, and was about to teach Tucheng another lesson, Yan Mo had already softly called his name: "A Zhan, wait a minute."
If he read correctly, his master just gave him a wink.
Sure enough, Wu Xiang hadn't spoken yet, and the curse witch had already started to laugh strangely, "What does it mean to violate the rules of the Ninetowns Gathering? High Priest Guizheng, do you really know what the Ninetowns Gathering rules are?"
Guizheng had no way out, so he could only hang his neck and say, "Of course I know."
"Oh, if you are clear, then why did you forget that the intentional provocateur is regarded as a challenge and can be killed without mercy! The child conceived in my disciple's stomach is obviously the child of God, you have to say it is the fruit of witch luck, well, no matter what What are they? They are all the children of my disciples. Your Tucheng City Master actually said in front of the child's father that he wanted to rob other people's children. Isn't this a provocation and what is a provocation?" After speaking, the voice of the witch suddenly changed. severe.
Guizheng naturally knows this truth, but he can't admit it!
"What my city lord said just now was based on the suggestion of the high priest of wind language that he was the son of life. How could it be called a provocation? Mr. Curse Witch, as the second priest of Witch City, you can't turn black and white. Of course, if you insist on helping yourself I have nothing to say about the power of the disciple!"
"You mean by saying that I'm partial to my disciple?" Curse Witch narrowed his eyes.
Guizheng's fingers on his legs convulsed, he didn't dare to face the curse witch again, and called to Wuxiang: "Master Wuxiang, Master Feishan! My Tucheng City Lord can't just die like this , the curse witch does things unfairly, I, Tucheng, refuse to accept it!"
"Crack!" A green shadow flashed quickly.
Guizheng got up from the ground, touched his numb right cheek with pain, and touched a hand of blood, he couldn't believe what happened to him just now!
Everyone was silent for a while, what did they see just now
"Jiuyuan people!" Guizheng shot a look of extreme hatred in his eyes. The humiliation in public made his face turn from red to green. He was going crazy with all his plans and schemes forgotten!
Yuan Zhan raised his right hand, stretched out from his palm, and stretched out the branch that Guizheng had turned over, still baring his teeth and claws in the air, "I am just disrespectful to Mr. Curse based on what you said just now, and I will teach you a little lesson. Of course, if If you insist on thinking that this is a provocation, you can fight back, do you want to fight, High Priest of Tucheng? I have always been disappointed that I have not been able to compete with you before."
let's hit! let's hit! How many people shouted in their hearts.
The Tucheng people were angry, anxious and a little scared, they all looked at Shedan and Guizheng, hoping they could do something.
The new queen hugged the body of the lord of Tucheng and wept to death. The young prince couldn't stop crying. Some of the other princesses and princes showed grief and some were numb.
The original princess of Tucheng also rushed out and knelt down to the Lord of Mucheng, begging them to help Tucheng and avenge her father.
The eyes of everyone in Mucheng were complicated, the eldest prince ordered his younger brother Mu Xiao to bring his wife back, no matter how the woman treats him, as long as she is still his wife, he will protect her for a day.
Mu Xiao refused, the eldest prince Mu Hui was so angry that he wanted to crawl over by himself, Mu Xiao quickly hugged his elder brother.
Cong Sheng couldn't stand it anymore, sighed, lowered his voice and said to the sad and angry Princess Tucheng: "Your Highness, do you know where your brother has gone?"
The sad princess of Tucheng was stunned. Why did Priest Congsheng suddenly ask her this question at this moment
"Don't you wonder why so many princes and princesses in Tucheng have come, why didn't your elder brother come?"
Princess Tucheng calmed down a bit, "I heard from my father that Tucheng cannot be left alone, and he was left in Tucheng..."
Cong Sheng shook his head.
"Master Congsheng, do you know something?" Princess Tucheng changed color.
After a pause, Cong Sheng continued, "Do you know that your mother, Queen Cui Yu, has been killed?"
"what!"
"And your elder brother fell out with your father and the temple after knowing this. Your father and priest Guizheng simply arrested your elder brother, because your elder brother's bloodline ability is good, they don't want to waste it, and they hope that the next generation of city lord's bloodline will appear. Tenth-level fighters beyond ninth-level, so..."
Cong Sheng didn't finish speaking, but Princess Tucheng fell to the ground. She may not be very clear about it, but how could she not have heard of it. Her father was able to rush from a seventh-level fighter to ninth-level by relying on the secret method of the temple.
At this time, she looked at the youngest son of the new queen who was sitting behind her father. Before that, his childish face was so full of vigor, why didn't she notice that the cowardly mouse that she and her elder brother had never disdained had become Is it completely different from before
"What you... said is true?" The body of the Princess Tucheng was trembling.
Cong Sheng didn't answer, but he told her with a pitiful expression: there was no need for them to lie to her for such a "small matter".
Princess Tucheng stood up, she suddenly didn't know what to do.
Mu Xiao came over at this time, and said reluctantly: "Hey, go back, my elder brother is waiting for you."
The eldest princess of Tucheng raised her head, and met those eyes that were neither happy nor angry no matter what she did too much, tears filled the front of her clothes in an instant.
Many people noticed the small episode on the Mucheng side, but when they saw the original Tucheng princess silently walking back to the back seat, they knew that this matter was over.
Kuipa and the others sighed in their hearts, the stupid Tucheng lord and priest, look, the stupid things they did made them cut off another arm!
Seeing this, the city lords of many forces took it as a warning, but some people didn't care at all. Women and children are just appendages. As long as one is strong, one can have as many appendages as one wants.
The eldest princess of Yincheng, La Moling, looked at the eldest princess of Tucheng, and couldn't tell whether she felt sad for that woman, or worried about her own future fate. Will she marry like this in the future? Is this also a dispensable add-on
Do not! She doesn't want to! She should be the one to be queen! She will not let others control her fate like this!
Guizheng's eyes were red, his face was distorted, and the bloodstains on the right side of his face made him look more like a vengeful devil.
He didn't care about it at this time, he forgot about Tucheng's future, about preserving strength, and now he just wanted to kill all the Jiuyuan people to vent his anger and get back the lost face.
"Kill! Kill all Jiuyuan people for me! Don't keep any of them!"
The Tucheng soldiers rushed out, no matter what they thought at the moment, they had to fight when the city lord was killed and the priest gave orders!
Ouch! Ermeng's figure flashed and disappeared. He is a good sneak attacker, he will face the enemy head-on if he is stupid!
Miao Xiang screamed, she wanted to rush into Er Meng's arms, but she missed it and almost fell down.
Lamo looked at Miaoxiang, who was about to cry or not, twitched the corners of his mouth, and muttered: "Why are you rushing so fast? Are you rushing to death? Curse you for not being able to use your abilities and still wrestling."
Huo Yuntian: Should I make a move, or should I make a move
Shouzhong closed his eyes in fear.
"Master Snake Gallbladder!" Someone came up behind Snake Gallbladder and shouted worriedly.
She Dan sat still, "Let all of us stay still."
"...Yes. Mr. Keisa..."
"Some idiots deserve to die long ago."
The man bowed his head in horror and retreated silently.
"what!"
"What is this?"
"help me!"
The first batch of soldiers from Tucheng who rushed out soon broke their halberds. These soldiers were Guizheng's guardian fighters, and they were also the strength he relied on most.
But these soldiers all have one thing in common, that is, they are all soil control fighters!
It’s not that Guizheng didn’t want to find fighters with other abilities, but he was only the third priest at the beginning, and the powerful fighters with other abilities who came to join him either followed the city lord and the high priest, or followed the second priest. They all found the land-controlling fighters, so that he could use secret techniques to help them improve their abilities and gain their loyalty.
But what will happen to fighters below level nine, including those at the peak of level nine, when they meet level ten fighters who also control the soil
The ending of this group of fighters gave a clear answer - no matter how many people there are, unless the number of ninth-level fighters reaches the level of ants, then maybe the ants can kill more elephants.
But how could there be as many fighters at level eight or nine as there are ants? An upper city can have more than ten fighters of the ninth level, which is considered very powerful!
If it is understandable that the soil-controlling fighters were defeated by higher-level soil-controlling fighters, what is cheating is that some fighters can fall from the stands after taking a step, and what is even more cheating is the ability to finish the fall. I can't make it out either! And these warriors with strong military strength but not strong soul power were misunderstood as the first batch of traitors—there were as many injustices as there were!
"Other fighters, give me orders! Charge up! Use all your means! Today, if there is Jiuyuan, there will be no Tucheng, and if there is Tucheng, there will be no Jiuyuan! Kill them all! What are you doing, don't hurry up!"
The Tucheng soldiers gritted their teeth, and another group rushed forward. This time the attack was finally more diversified. This group of soldiers also included some of the city lord's men, and some remained unmoved. They still had to protect the queen and the little highness.
Facing the second wave of attack, Yuan Zhan only raised the corners of his lips slightly. He was smiling, but his smile was ferocious and bloodthirsty. His belligerent factors have been suppressed by Yan Mo all the time, being passive is not his preference, but he is concerned about the punishment of the ancestor gods on his priest, he can't enjoy himself every time he makes a move, and he has to find all kinds of reasons.
Now that he finally gave him such a good excuse, his lord priest has not stopped him. If he beats all these hyenas who coveted his son into rabbit shit, he will let him sleep silently from now on!
From the stands in Wucheng, Feishan watched indifferently as Tucheng soldiers besieged Jiuyuan.
Wu Xiang raised his fat finger and poked Fei Shan, "Go and tell Guizheng, if you don't want to die, stop."
Feishan shook his head, "It's useless, Guizheng has lost his mind, and...someone in Tucheng wants him dead."
Wu Xiang sighed, "Tucheng seems to have really lost their luck, and the God of the Earth no longer favors them."
"God helps those who help themselves, and God abandons those who abandon themselves."
"...You're right." Witch Elephant twisted his fat and dragged body, "It's really tiring to be the first priest, so hurry up and change."
"Quipa must really like it."
"Hehe! I really want to see the future of Quipa."
"No!"
The curse witch rolled his eyes, "I said, you two, you didn't see that my disciple and his guardian warriors are being besieged by people, and you still say that you are their protector, so just watching like this counts as protection?"
Fei Shan took out the melon seeds, "You are right, just see how it works."
Wu Xiang stretched out his hand, "Give me two."
"Hey! You two!"
"Don't worry, someone will help them." Wu Xiang hurriedly comforted him. It is still very scary for Mr. Curse Wu to be angry.
Someone did help Jiuyuan.
The Tucheng soldiers had just attacked, and the old man Fengyu was unhappy that his viewing of the wind was interrupted, so he glared at the Fengcheng stands dissatisfied, "Are you all dead?"
Feng Yao would like to say that it is not easy for them to intervene in this situation, but if Feng Yu is reasonable, he will not be said to be a lunatic, and Feng Yao's parents died early, so it is entirely dependent on Feng Yu to pull him up. , as long as Fengyu doesn't take all the forces in Fengcheng to be buried with him, he will basically not refute the other party's request.
And will helping Jiuyuan take over the entire Windy City
Feng Yao rubbed his chin, the tenth-level fighter, the method of worshiping gods, the better fighter training method, and the son of life, he felt that this deal seemed to be a good idea.
That being the case, let's go!
"No need." Before Feng Yao was about to send out the Fengcheng soldiers, Yuan Zhan spat out these three words with a ferocious smile.
Old Man Fengyu raised his eyebrows, he didn't like people to refute him.
Unexpectedly, the immobile little priest also said with a smile at this time: "It's really unnecessary. Soldiers in Tucheng, listen up!"
The little priest's voice is not small without the horn.
An Bu and the others suddenly frowned, and there seemed to be some kind of power hidden in the little priest's voice. Is this an illusion
Yuan Zhan didn't know what his own priest was going to do, but he still cooperated with him, flipping his left hand up and down, "Huh!"
"That is!"
"how is this possible!?"
The Lord of Huocheng, Priest Liuyan and others all shouted.
I saw a circle of fire walls as high as one and a half meters suddenly appeared around the Jiuyuan stand!
The dazzling flames forced the attacking Tucheng warriors to retreat one after another. Some fire control fighters looked at their hands in surprise. He is a level nine fire control fighter. How could he feel that the temperature of the wall of fire in front of him was higher and more terrifying than his own
Some people thought it was Huo Yuntian who made the move, but after waiting for a while, the wall of fire not only didn't disappear, but was still expanding.
"Is this the power that a level 4 fire control fighter can achieve?"
"It's not Huo Yuntian!"
"It's not me." Huo Yuntian was also clearing himself up. He used to be able to create such a large and blazing wall of fire for a long time at level nine, but now he can throw more than a dozen big fireballs in a row, which is considered good.
"Who? Who is helping Jiuyuan!" If Guizheng could become a demon, he would have turned into a devil by now. He stared towards the direction of Huocheng with eyes wide open, thinking that the people of Huocheng were doing the same thing in front of the person and the other behind the back.
The Huocheng people were also wronged to death, and they looked at each other to see who was helping Jiuyuan.
Fei Shan also let out a cry of surprise. Others couldn't see who shot it, so he couldn't see it. The energy fluctuation obviously came from... "Curse Wu, what type of fighter is that guardian warrior of your disciple?"
The curse witch smiled smugly, but didn't say anything.
Yan Mo saw that the wall of fire had deterred the soldiers of Tucheng, and immediately used his soul power to continue: "The Lord of Tucheng will only seek his own death if he does many injustices. What's more, he and the high priest Guizheng have promised that if they lose to Jiuyuan in the competition, Jiuyuan is the main one. Now the Tucheng City Lord is a subordinate, but he has betrayed the son of his subordinate power, which is disloyal and unrighteous, but this is his personal behavior after all, and has nothing to do with the entire Tucheng City. Now the Tucheng City Lord has Die, if you don't hurry up to discuss setting up another city lord, but waste your strength here, what will happen to the subsequent competition?"
The soldier in Tucheng was in a trance, and the idea that what the other party said was right came to him naturally.
That's right, it's obviously the city lord's fault, and it's not wrong for the leader of Jiuyuan to kill the city lord.
Shouldn't they quickly establish another city lord at this time to deal with the following competition
If they can't compete for the ranking in the party competition, in the future Tucheng...
Yan Mo saw that the heat was about the same, increased the output of soul power, and sighed with compassion: "Master Guizheng, do you want to have all the soldiers in Tucheng buried with you for your face? As the high priest, How can you do that?"
Wow! I am so angry! Kyu is completely crazy!
"Kill them all for me! If anyone takes a step back, I will kill him! Kill his whole family! Jiuyuan people, remember, as long as there is one person alive in our Tucheng, we will not let Jiuyuan go People, we are bound to kill all of you Jiuyuan people, kill kill kill!"