Chapter 242: Forced to retreat to the King of Desert (additional update for the leader of the "Xiaoyao King 1"~)
"I will behead him at your order!"
Just as he saw that Zhao Yun was rushing towards him, his white horse and silver spear, and his guard was in front of He Song, his voice calm and powerful.
Looking straight at King Huang, his face was not afraid.
As he said, he followed the order of the war of martial arts to kill Akshan and protect He Song's safety.
"Thank you, His Majesty the King of Shang, and for the general's help."
Before King Huang could speak, He Song bowed.
First, he kowtowed three times in the direction of Wu Zhan Yujia, and then he thanked Zhao Yun for helping him.
"Martial war, martial war, martial war!"
"I want you to die!"
With scarlet eyes, the King of Waste suddenly took out a fire-like sword.
roar!
The sword faintly made a violent sound of beast roar.
This is an imperial weapon!
A bloodthirsty imperial weapon!
Just the sudden cold moment that even Zhao Yun felt cold.
Until this moment, King Huang finally showed his strength without reservation!
Suddenly, the dignified King of Desolation is indeed not a mediocre person, he is actually a powerful person in the Divine Transformation Realm.
Deep in his heart, at this moment, it was like a volcano erupting, and he could not suppress the magnificent anger in his heart.
Not only did he want to kill He Song who was blocking the road, but he also wanted to kill Zhao Yun, and while destroying Wu Zhan, he let out a sigh of anger.
A clanging sound!
At this moment, Wu Zhan suddenly drove the fire dragon horse and blocked it in front of the Huang King.
The Human King Sword suddenly made a terrifying sound.
In an instant, Wu Zhan's hands were filled with golden light, and the magnificent power of the human king disappeared in an instant.
All of a sudden, he suppressed the fierce aura of the King of Wasteland at a disadvantage.
"King Huang, I advise you to put away your sword and go back to your inn to rest."
"Otherwise, my king sword is unsheathed, and I'm afraid that today's situation will not end."
"Are you sure you want my man, Wang Jian, to be unsheathed?"
Wu Zhan glanced at the King of Desolation indifferently.
He doesn't want to kill the King of Desolation yet.
But if the King of Desolation insists on committing death.
He didn't mind letting the Great Wilderness Dynasty change a new king.
"snort."
"King Shang, are you too domineering?"
"But I can't understand why you want to protect He Song?"
The crazy look in the eyes of King Huang gradually faded.
Under the vast situation of martial arts war, he knew that he could do nothing.
He was not sure if he really wanted to fight to the death with Wu.
To be precise, he has no confidence in victory.
So and this way.
He could only suppress his emotions again.
He said with a gloomy face.
"His Majesty the King of Huang wants to occupy His Majesty the Palace of His Majesty Shang. He Song desperately protects his loyalty and courage. His Majesty Shang should protect his life."
Without waiting for the martial arts war to speak out.
At this time, Murong Wen had already arrived in front of the Huang King with the large army of Wu Zhan.
Under Wu Zhan's silent instructions, Wu Zhan's command, Guan Yu, Ma Chao and others tacitly led the six hundred Xuanjia Army and the one hundred Immortal Palace Guards, and slowly surrounded the Huang Wang and his party.
Wu Zhandan ordered him to go.
They can form a siege at any time and wipe out the desolate king and his rank in one fell swoop.
"What?"
Hearing Murong Wen speak out to confirm that this palace belongs to a martial war, the King of Wilderness exclaimed in an instant.
His face was full of unwillingness.
He looked at Wu Zhan resentfully, then glared at He Song and Murong Wen respectively.
Especially He Song.
His eyes were full of murderous intent.
It is no exaggeration to say that if the King of Desolation finds an opportunity, he will never let He Song go easily.
He Song has already been on the list of killings of King Huang.
"Okay, OK, King Shang, you are ruthless."
"Today, I admit it."
"Walk!"
The King of Desolation looked around.
The situation is self-evident.
He has fallen into an absolute disadvantage.
Continuing to fight with Wu will only increase casualties under his command.
Therefore, he made a quick decision and ordered the lower part to lead the way and headed to the inn on the right as He Song said at the beginning.
Today, the successive battles with Wu directly caused half of his six generals under his command to lose.
The face was lost.
Of course, King Huang would not just give up.
On the way out, he had already thought about various ways to revenge in his heart.
The first point is to recruit reinforcements!
The six generals in the imperial court lost half of their losses. Not to mention supporting him to continue fighting with the martial war, even if they compete with the kings for the opportunity of the King of Man, the Forbidden Land of Xiling, which was once a thousand years, would seem quite cold.
Wu Zhan watched the King of Desert leave, but he did not order his subordinates to do anything extreme.
He doesn't want to kill the King of Desolation yet.
The time is not yet.
In this way, it is quite good to slowly eliminate the vitality under the command of the King of Wasteland.
Mo Kan, who followed the departure of the Huang King, also looked back at Wu Zhan from time to time, as if he wanted to say something.
But in the end, nothing was said.
Shaking his head, he had completely lost hope for King Huang.
"He Song, I thought about it. After all, Murong Wen was the left prime minister of the Great Yan Dynasty. It was not a big deal to keep circling around me."
"If you want, how about you for a while?"
After Wu Zhan looked at He Song, who was eager to bow again, and slowly said.
"Thank you for your great kindness from His Majesty Shang."
"Thank you for your great kindness from His Majesty Shang."...
Hearing this, He Song was overjoyed.
Thank you continuously.
The big rock hanging in my heart was officially put down at this moment.
He was afraid that martial arts would not be needed.
If he doesn't need him in martial arts, he will have to go to welcome the King of Wasteland.
And with what he did just now.
He felt that he might have been killed by the King of Desert because he stepped into the inn first with his left foot.
At present, his heart was like a mirror, and even King Yan might not be able to protect him.
Only by serving the King of Shang and being protected by the King of Shang can he save his life.
And, the most important point.
It’s the opportunity that many people dream of for the Shang king.
He simply couldn't ask for anything.
For He Song, at least, he himself felt that this big bet was definitely a great profit.
In a word, he won the bet.
It also won a lot!
"It's okay."
After waved his hand, Wu Zhan said, "Get up, you are responsible for serving my fire dragon foal first."
"Murrong Wen, you lead the way. I want to appreciate the simple palace you have built for me."
There are not many steps away from the palace.
Wu Zhan simply turned over and dismounted, handed the Fire Dragon Horse to He Song to take care of, and at the same time spoke to Murong Wen.
Although I have not entered the palace, I have already felt the extraordinaryness of this palace in martial arts.
It is far from as simple as the simple palace mentioned by Murong Wen.
Feeling Murong Wen's sincerity, Wu Zhan was also in high spirits.
"promise."
For some people, isn’t taking care of a horse just a groom?
Few people are willing to do such a low-key job.
But for He Song, this is the Fire Dragon Horse that King Shang fought in Wu. It is his honor to be lucky enough to take care of the Fire Dragon Horse, and he is as happy as rain.