He gave the order, and everyone who was ambushing around the general's mansion surrounded him.
The whole scene became solemn.
Mu Yu did not take action immediately. He felt that this prince seemed to be very extraordinary.
"As long as I am here, no one can harm His Highness the Crown Prince."
Xiao Chen took a step forward and stood in front of Mo Bianchen, and a strong aura swept around him.
"He's a master."
Hanchuan, the owner of the man in black, narrowed his eyes slightly and said.
"Third brother, you really have one. You can actually recruit such a strong person."
Mo Biehe licked his lips, but there was no fluctuation in his heart. After all, no matter how strong this person was, he was only alone and had nothing to fear.
The scene immediately became chaotic. More than 300 practitioners rolled towards Mo Bianchen, and the whole space roared with terror like thunder.
Xiao Chen's whole body was glowing with golden light, and he was holding a spear that was one foot long. He was like a god of war, sweeping through thousands of armies. Wherever the spear swept, the whole land was filled with howls.
With the power of one person, he alone blocked more than 300 powerful practitioners.
It can be said that one man is in charge and no one can open it.
Even Mo Biehe was a little moved. It was a pity that such a fierce general was under the command of his third brother.
Rumble…
In such a small space, the battle was extremely fierce.
Xiao Chen's cultivation level was far superior to that of these more than 300 practitioners.
But he was only one person after all. Soon, his spiritual power began to fail, his offensive became weak, and he was breathing heavily.
"Bang!"
Unable to withstand the overwhelming numbers of people, Xiao Chen was severely injured and flew out like a sandbag.
"Hahaha... Third brother, how are you? If you have any other useless tricks, feel free to use them."
Mo Biehe laughed wildly with some pride. At this moment, Mo Wangchen was like catching a turtle in an urn to him.
"His Royal Highness is so wise and powerful, how could he be defeated by you bunch of chickens and dogs? I am here to meet you today."
The eyes of Mr. Yu, who had been staying by Mo Wangchen's side, bloomed with a blue light.
The space in all directions began to tremble violently, and everyone felt their eardrums buzzing, as if thunder was exploding in their ears.
"What's happening here?"
Mo Biehe felt that his body was extremely uncomfortable, his head began to feel dizzy, and he felt nauseous and wanted to vomit.
"This old man has some evil ways."
Hanchuan's cultivation was profound, and the impact on him was not great. At this moment, he looked at Old Yu coldly: "We must get rid of this old man first, otherwise it will be very troublesome."
"Mr. Hanchuan, I leave this old man to you. The success or failure of the Japanese prince today depends entirely on you, sir."
Mo Biehe looked respectful, cupped his hands and begged.
Hanchuan was one of the biggest trump cards in his hand, and he would never let him take action on weekdays. In order to kill Mo Bianchen here today, he had to activate this trump card.
Hanchuan said calmly: "Your Highness, Fourth Prince, don't worry. With my cultivation, I can at least hold this person back, and the remaining people can kill the prince."
"Then I'll bother you, sir."
Hanchuan's figure flashed, carrying a black whirlwind and rushing straight towards Mr. Yu.
There were terrifying invisible fluctuations in Mr. Yu's eyes, preventing Hanchuan from approaching him.
He is not good at close combat. If Hanchuan really gets close, he will have no chance of winning.
Under the obstruction of his invisible fluctuations, Hanchuan's whole body's energy reversed, he felt dizzy, felt very uncomfortable, and could not get close to Yu Lao for a while.