Zhai Yantian was about to speak, but was cut off by Mr. Hua.
"Three years since you took the throne, I have found that you are becoming more and more shameless! You can do any shameless thing!"
In the Duke's Mansion: "..."
That's right, if this person is familiar, he is their old man.
Zhai Yantian snorted coldly, his sinister eyes no longer as steady and majestic as before.
There was a glimmer of greed in his eyes, but the long-handled sword in Master Hua's hand made him feel timid. But when he thought of the 50,000 troops and horses behind him and Yan Xi who was protecting him in the dark, Zhai Yantian stabilized
After calming down his uneasy mind, a sly smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
"Hua Jinyun, your Hualin army is at the border now and can't come back at all. You only have a few hundred Hualin guards in your mansion, and they are no match for my 50,000-strong army. The Zhenguo Duke's mansion is now surrounded.
If you understand, just hand over the Qilin Talisman obediently, and I will spare your life!"
Hua Yuqiong looked cold, and her phoenix eyes glanced at the place where Yan Xi was hiding, intentionally or unintentionally.
Hu Laiping and He Shangqin were both at the pinnacle of spiritual kings, and they closely guarded Zhai Yantian.
Zhai Yantian himself is already in the middle stage of the Spiritual King. If he wants to capture him alive, it will indeed take a lot of effort.
Here, Mr. Hua snorted coldly, but did not take action easily.
He knew that the Spirit Emperor master beside Zhai Yantian must be waiting in the dark for an opportunity.
Suddenly, a Hualin Guard climbed over the wall and landed next to Mr. Hua.
It's Fuyue.
Fu Yueying's eyebrows furrowed slightly in anger, and he clasped his fists with a cold face and said: "Master, the army from the northern plane has launched an attack."
The old man painted his eyebrows and said: "Beware!"
"It's your order!" Fuyue responded coldly, picked up his spiritual energy and swept into the mansion again, heading straight to the north of the mansion.
The old man painted a disdainful look at Zhai Yantian, who had a sinister smile on his face, gritted his teeth and said: "Despicable villain, you unexpectedly attacked our government's palace! I'll take a stab at you!"
After that, Mr. Hua raised the Qilin Po-yue Sword and killed Zhai Yantian.
Zhai Yantian's eyes were filled with a proud smile, and he raised his hand to make an offensive gesture.
"Let me flatten the Zhen Guogong Mansion!"
"kill--"
When the soldiers behind him saw the offensive gesture, they immediately raised their swords and rushed towards the Duke's Mansion.
Waves of shouts roared from the throats, resounding through the sky. Fifty thousand soldiers divided into four groups and surrounded the Zhenguo Palace from all sides. They roared and shouted, as if they were just killing machines, not
Knowing that the enemy they were about to face was an old general they once admired immensely.
Hua Yuqiong's starry eyes gradually darkened, the bloodthirsty killing intent flashed through her eyes, and a medium-length dagger suddenly appeared in her palm.
She held the dagger tightly in her backhand, and immediately killed the first soldier who rushed to her and raised the sword to take her head. As his clothes and sleeves were fluttering, the man suddenly opened his eyes wide, and fell to the ground in confusion and died.
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Under the protection of Hu Laiping and He Shangqin, Zhai Yantian barely escaped from the old man Hua.
Seeing that Old Man Hua was about to attack again, Hu Laiping and He Shangqin jumped off the horse's head, channeled their spiritual power in their palms, and attacked Old Man Hua at a speed that could not catch their ears.
"Lao Hua, why is there no one outside?"
A strong and powerful voice sounded from the sky. Immediately afterwards, Zhan Longhou, who was running in the breeze, jumped down from the eaves in armor and chopped off a person's head with a sword.
Following Zhan Longhou came soldiers who were also wearing iron armor and looked murderous. Their left shoulders were all tied with a two-finger-wide red belt, distinguishing them from Zhai Yantian's soldiers.