Boom!
The voice of the high priest fell, and a group of Wu Clan warriors with big arms and round waists, holding wolf-fanged knives in their hands, marched towards Chi Zhan with murderous aura.
"Father, from today onwards, you will witness your son and me, becoming the emperor of the Wu clan, Jie Jie!"
King Yan laughed and strode forward, reaching for Chi Zhan with one hand, the golden crown on top of his head.
Regarding the sudden appearance of the high priest, in fact, King Flame was also very strange and somewhat shocked.
after all!
As the deity of the Witch Clan, the high priest is in charge of the Witch Clan, the most elite black armored cavalry.
On weekdays, the high priest lived in the forbidden land and had little contact with the outside world.
but!
Once the Wu clan encounters drastic changes, the high priest will appear and resolve all problems.
but!
From a historical point of view, the high priest will only appear when the Wu clan arrives, when the life and death are critical.
But today, the high priest not only appeared suddenly, but also openly supported the King of Flame!
Cool!
King Flame suddenly understood that he didn't need to kill Chizhan to legally obtain the authority of the Witch King!
"Father, from today onwards, I will be in charge of this golden crown!" King Yan burst out laughing, smiling very proudly.
While speaking, King Flame's hand was less than a fist away from the golden crown.
At this moment, Chi Zhan's face was calm, and there was no more anger in his eyes.
Yes, there are only sorrows and sighs.
Until this moment, Chi Zhan realized that he was nothing at all among the Wu Clan.
original!
The real authority of the Wu Clan is in the hands of the high priest!
"In the heyday of this king, he is not yet an opponent of the high priest, not to mention that now, this king has lost all his martial arts!"
Click!
With his fists clenched, Chi Zhan's eyes were full of bitterness and sarcasm: "King Flame today, for the sake of authority, can force this king to submit."
"Back then, this king did the same, forcing the old witch king to submit!"
"Retribution, this is retribution!"
"It's ridiculous that three generations of my grandfather, grandfather and grandfather, have all been played with by the high priest and applauded!"
At this moment, Chi Zhan finally understood why the old witch king would look at the vigorous Chi Zhan with sad eyes.
because!
As early as the Chizhan rebellion, the Old Witch King knew that Chizhan would surely get retribution many years later.
For example, today's King of Flame.
Although he is indispensable.
But once, King Flame flinched.
Then he would definitely be kicked away by the high priest without hesitation.
Karma rebirth, retribution is unhappy!
Could it be... This is, God's will
At this moment, King Yan looked triumphant.
You have to get him, the golden crown you dream of.
At this moment, the high priest is riding the Earth Dragon King, holding a bone scepter, and his eyes are full of coldness and sorrow.
however!
At this critical moment, a gazing voice rolled from behind: "How can the crown of Lao Tzu's future son be coveted by others?"
The sound is not loud, but it contains thunder and the power to despise everything.
Boom!
As soon as these words came out, the Witch Warriors were all in an uproar.
The high priest frowned and looked at Deng Jiuling's gaze, suddenly full of disgust.
King Yan turned around and turned his head, his eyes suddenly furious:
"Xiao Jiu, at this time, do you want to fight against my Wu Clan?"
"That's right, you urged the secret method and carried ten thousand catties of stone pillars. This is indeed very remarkable."
"But my witch tribe army has thousands of people, and the high priest is in charge of the secret curse. What are you?"
Boom!
When the voice fell, King Flame suddenly felt his eyes dizzy, and he saw a huge black figure flying towards him in the sky.
Rumble!
The speed of this black shadow is so fast that it is in the void, with bursts of sound of breaking through the air!
too fast!
It's so fast!
But in an instant, the shadow was only 20 meters away from the Flame King!
"No, it's a stone pillar!"
"Quickly, protect His Royal Highness King Flame!"
In this horrifying scene, the Witch Warriors who were suddenly shocked, all sucked in air-conditioning and drew their swords one after another.
however!
Cang! Clang!... Clang!
Under everyone's eyes, this stone pillar weighing tens of thousands of kilograms is like a bulldozer.
They quickly crushed all the soldiers and turned all the big knives in their hands into nothingness.
After that, the strength of the stone pillar remained undiminished, like a missile piercing the sky, and the rumbling fell on the top of King Flame.
"what… "
In an instant, a scream of screams resounded in front of the wind with the wind.
Rumble!
Accompanied by the loud noise, the handsome and handsome figure of King Yan was instantly pressed under the stone pillar.
In an instant, red blood flowed all over the place.
Under the stone pillar, King Flame's legs were completely embedded in it.
Quiet!
The audience, deathly silence!
At this moment, the Witch Warriors were all shocked.
"Master, His Royal Highness King Yan, is disabled?" Li Wenyao stood in the distance with an incredible expression on his face.
His Royal Highness the Flame King, the first wise man of the Witch Clan, was appointed by the high priest and the next generation of Witch King candidates.
but!
Deng Jiuling was fine. Without a word, he smashed a stone pillar and instantly abolished King Flame's legs
even!
Li Wenyao could see clearly, if it weren't for King Flame's reaction fast enough.
Then!
Today's King Flame, I'm afraid they are all dead!
day!
This... This is too fast, right
"The so-called happiness leads to sorrow, maybe it means now?" Mr. Jianping stroked his white beard, shaking his head constantly.
King Flame has planned for many years, and today he launched a rebellion. Not only did he get the support of the high priest, he also took control of the army.
However, none of this has any use for eggs!
Deng Jiuling attacked suddenly, a stone pillar hit the Remnant Flame King, completely shattering the Flame King's dream.
Just ask, a person with disabled legs, even if he can hold authority in his hand, how can he be king
The way of the Witch King is completely broken!
At this moment, the three armies were silent, and all the soldiers were in an uproar.
"King Flame, what do you think of the three legs being scrapped?"
In the wind, only Deng Jiuling's abusive voice filled the audience with the wind.
Pouch!
The voice fell, and King Flame, who was suppressed under the stone pillar, suddenly had a sweet throat, and a mouthful of old blood spurted out.
"Three legs?"
Hearing this, Li Wenyao was taken aback, and his eyes were puzzled: "Master, don't people have only two legs?"
"Women have only two legs, but the man we carry handles walks on three legs."
Caressing the white beard, Mr. Jianping looked at King Yan, and couldn't help sighing:
"All three legs are broken. Not only is King Flame's life abolished, but even the offspring are gone, alas."
puff!
The voice fell, and all the heroes from all over the world had black lines on their faces.
I go!
This... Deng Jiuling, too ruthless, right
Not only broke King Flame's legs, but also let him cut off his children and grandchildren
but!
The group of heroes thought about it carefully, but they also felt that Deng Jiuling did not overdo it.
after all!
The King of Flame launched a rebellion, trying to kill Deng Jiuling, but also to kill the Witch King!
Witch King, that's Deng Jiuling, the future father-in-law!
Other people have knives on their necks. If Deng Jiuling doesn't resist, is he still a man
In addition!
King Yan seems to have evil thoughts towards Chi Mei'er!
And Chi Mei'er is Deng Jiuling's woman again!
How can Deng Jiuling not take action in this situation
"Xiao Jiu, if I don't die, I will definitely destroy your nine races!"
Roar!
With his fists clenched, King Flame's eyes were suddenly full of anger.
King Yan had never thought about it. After more than ten years of plotting, he was about to succeed in the summit.
Unexpectedly!
It was because of this rubbish called Xiao Jiu that led to the failure of King Flame!
Nima!
If it's time, you can go back.
The Flame King will never, take Deng Jiuling to see the Witch King!
"King Flame, what is your look? Not convinced?"
Standing with his hand, Deng Jiuling had sharp eyes, and said with disdain: "If it were not for Meier's face, I would have killed you!"
Pouch!
The sound fell, King Yan's throat became sweet, and another mouthful of old blood spurted out and splashed all over the floor.
"In that case, this king has to thank you?" King Flame roared.
"No thanks, please call me Lei Feng!" Deng Jiuling said lightly.
Pouch!
This time, even the high priest had a dark face and a crooked nose.
"What a junior with a sharp tooth and a sharp mouth, you are the master of martial arts today, but in front of the old man, that would not allow you to be presumptuous!"
The white beard flicked, and in the eyes of the high priest, it was full of fierceness and sorrow: "The three armies obey orders, kill without mercy!"
Boom!
The voice fell, and hundreds of black-armored cavalry raised their spears one after another, preparing to charge.
From the three-meter-long spear, a wave of fierce black air turned into a monstrous tornado, permeating all directions.
"Tornado Battlefield?" The old butler exclaimed in exclamation.
"Tornado battle formation, this is one of the strongest attacking battle formations among my Wu Clan!"
"It only exists in the legend, but I didn't expect it to reappear in the world!"
That is, the well-informed Witch King couldn't help but change his face.
The superior martial arts of the Witch King is the second step of great power, but it is personal strength.
In fact, the role that individual martial arts can play in large-scale wars is very limited.
after all!
A person is the strongest, and his strength will also be exhausted.
As long as there are thousands of troops and horses, as long as they fight with wheels and cooperate with a certain formation, their strength will almost never be exhausted!
The formation of the Witch race, which combines witchcraft and feng shui, is more than ten times more powerful than the battle formation of ordinary mortals!
"Junior, the old man thinks that it is not easy for you to practice. Now you can. Give you a chance."
Caressing the white beard, the high priest sneered and said: "Kneel on the ground and make an oath of heaven and earth."
"Swear that your children and grandchildren will live forever and be loyal to His Royal Highness King Flame."
"Then, the old man can keep you alive, let you stand for your sins and become a servant of my Wu Clan!"
Boom!
The sound fell and the audience was in an uproar!
but!
Everyone can still understand the plan of the high priest.
After all, Deng Jiuling is too strong!
A young man in his early twenties, but with the ability to crush the King of Flames, if he is included by the Wu Clan.
Then!
Once the Wu Clan leaves the Hundred Thousand Mountains, Deng Jiuling can definitely become the submachine gun in the hands of the Wu Clan!
however!
After listening to this, Deng Jiuling laughed, laughing disdainfully: "Sorry, I am not used to kneeling, I just like to stand!"
you!
The voice fell, the high priest, suddenly furious: "Junior, you better think clearly!"
"The tornado battle formed by the black cavalry of my witch clan is definitely not what you can imagine!"
Roar!
Boom!
As soon as these words came out, hundreds of black-armored cavalry shook their horses at the same time, causing ripples on the earth.
Murderous intent is like snow, all over the world!