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Chapter 1227 Made public anger?

roar!

When the black-robed martial artist saw Li Wuji and others and the dense martial arts masters behind him, he immediately roared to the sky. The terrifying sound waves spread around with the acquired qi.

He is asking for help!

"No matter what force you are, no matter what, killing the royal family of Yue Kingdom will die!"

Li Wuji's face was cold and he turned a blind eye to his request for help. Instead, he turned his eyes to a group of strange warriors and looked up and down.

Not only him, but also many high-level warriors behind him were looking at the strange warriors in the Martial Palace and identifying their origins.

The black-robed martial soldiers did not speak much, but stood there with a group of martial slaves, quietly watching Li Wuji and other warriors.

"It seems to be the Martial Palace!"

Behind Li Wuji, a middle-aged man in armor whispered in a low voice, as if he recognized their identities.

"Uncle Li, are you reading it wrong? Is it really the Martial Palace?" Li Wuji's expression moved when he heard this, and he looked at the eyebrows opposite, showing a bit of solemnity.

"Of course, the information left by ancestors will not be wrong."

The martial arts master known as Uncle Li, wearing a mask, couldn't see his face clearly, holding a dark red war halberd, his cultivation level was already at the peak of the tenth level of the acquired realm, but at this moment, he did not dare to face the martial warriors and a group of martial slaves.

Underestimate.

The two were talking in a voice transmission manner, and at the same time they also revealed some secrets.

The royal family of Yue Kingdom seemed to know the existence of the Martial Palace.

roar!

Soon, the same roar came from several directions, from far to near, and a large number of martial slaves rushed in several directions under the eyes of Li Wuji and a group of martial arts masters!

The leader is also a warrior wearing a black robe!

They did not hide their own aura, and they unscrupulously revealed the aura of the tenth level of the acquired realm without reservation.

"Five warriors at the tenth level of the acquired realm!" Li Wuji's eyes sank, with a slight jaw on his head.

Uncle Li, who was behind him, understood what he meant, immediately walked out, pointing to one of the five black-robed martial soldiers with the halberd in his hand. Although he was speechless, he showed his terrifying fighting spirit and wanted to fight!

Among the martial arts masters, there were many warriors from the tenth level of the Acquired Realm. They walked forward one after another. There were six martial arts masters from the tenth level of the Acquired Realm, confronting five black-robed martial soldiers.

"Thank you seniors for your actions!"

Li Wuji bowed slightly, then looked at the Wunu army in the Wu Palace, and said coldly three words, "Kill them all!"

After saying that, a group of warriors drew their weapons and rushed forward.

The Wunu army remained silent, but rushed over. The two sides immediately killed each other and shouted to kill.

Just as Li Wuji was leading many martial arts masters to fight bloody battles, the other demon sect was also fighting with the army of the martial arts palace.

The saint of the demon sect, Chu Wuya, rode on Mo Yulin's back, with long flowing hair, and a calm and indifferent look on his face, watching the warriors gathered in the demon sect and fighting with the martial slaves in the martial hall.

Behind him was a group of martial arts masters who had never taken action and were all watching quietly.

Although hundreds of corpses were buried in the field and blood was drifting, the martial arts masters never looked distracted and did not take the life and death of the Zhenwu realm warriors to heart.

"Everyone, what force is it? Isn't it afraid of public anger if I massacre so much?"

Chu Wuya looked at the four black-robed warriors with his eyes. Their aura was so terrifying that even he was not their opponent.

However, the four black-robed martial soldiers did not say anything. They just looked at Chu Wuya and dozens of acquired realm warriors behind him, their eyes full of desire for killing.

"These guys have a strange origin, I'm afraid they've been targeting the secret realm for a long time."

A young-looking warrior, but white-bearded, sat on the back of a black cheetah monster, and sent a voice to Chu Wuya.

They did not recognize the identity of the Martial Palace, nor did they understand it.

But it did not affect the terror of the opponent. The four warriors at the tenth level of the acquired realm, plus the numerous elites in the True Martial Realm, even a large force on the side would not gather so easily.

roar!

Mo Yulin was roaring in a low voice, suddenly looking in a certain direction.

"It seems that there are also voices of war in the direction of the royal family of Yue Kingdom. It seems that they are in trouble."

After listening slightly, Chu Wuya immediately understood its meaning and showed a thoughtful expression.

"Son of the Holy Son..."

The powerful demon sect on one side wanted to say something, but was interrupted by Chu Wuya.

"Since they don't speak, they will take it down, and there is always a way to let them speak!"

As soon as Chu Wuya finished speaking, he rode Mo Yulin forward, and a group of acquired martial artists also stepped forward, and the terrifying aura swept over.

However, the four black-robed warriors on the opposite side were not afraid at all. They even moved forward at the same time, then took out their swords and guns, and killed them straight away.

A life-and-death battle broke out between the two sides in an instant!

boom!

The violent explosions continued to resound throughout the mountains!

In addition, even the alliance between the Jiuxuan Sword Sect and other forces was also attacked by the Martial Palace and began a bloody battle.

Most of the forces such as the Jiuxuan Sword Sect are outside the border of Vietnam or casual cultivators. The martial arts masters sent here are limited. Facing the army of martial slaves led by four black-robed martial soldiers, it is difficult to fight and suffer a lot of losses.

Heavy casualties.

roar!


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