Twenty-four warriors lined up on the left and right, each holding a long flag, and the indigo flag rustled in the wind.
The two golden-white "Qingyun" seal characters on the flag are extremely eye-catching.
And the flag-bearers were all as powerful as a rainbow, and they were all innate warriors as they galloped forward with fighting spirit!
Such a vanguard formation can only be described as luxury.
You must know that martial arts innates can control the city. The Chibi City where Wang Chen once lived had only one innate warrior.
But in this team, innate warriors are not uncommon at all!
Following these innate flag-bearers were luxuriously decorated cloud-chariot carriages.
Each carriage is pulled by four pure-colored horses, and the drivers are also innate warriors.
There are a total of thirteen carriages at the front and rear, among which the carriage in the center is an Eight-Cheng Cloud Chariot, which is two levels higher in grade.
As long as you know something about the etiquette rules of Qingyun Palace, you will know that only elders can ride such a carriage!
In addition, hundreds of heavily armed armored cavalry were escorting on the left, right and rear.
These knights are not innate warriors, but their entire bodies are wrapped in thick armor, with only pairs of dazzling eyes exposed, giving people a strong sense of oppression.
Although there are only two or three hundred horsemen, the momentum of running is not inferior to that of thousands of troops!
Once such a heavy cavalry charges, no innate warrior can contend head-on.
"Xilulu~"
This suffocating team suddenly stopped a hundred steps away from White Deer Academy.
The leading flag bearers separated to the left and right, and the Eight-Cheng Yun Chariot that was originally in the center came out of the formation and came to the front.
I saw a middle-aged monk in white robes and long beard sitting on the high cloud chariot. His expression was resolute and not angry, and his eyes were fixed on Wang Chen who was sitting in front of the college.
"Wang Chen!"
The middle-aged monk shouted sternly: "Do you know your sin?"
His voice was extremely loud and could be heard clearly by people miles away.
"Tiger! Tiger! Tiger!"
Twenty-four innate knights and hundreds of heavy-armored knights shouted loudly at the same time, instantly condensing a powerful momentum and pressing towards Wang Chen.
This is the murderous aura of the battle formation!
The murderous aura of the battle formation is the greatest magic weapon for warriors to fight against monks, and it has the power to destroy souls and seize souls.
But the murderous aura in battle formations cannot be unleashed casually. It must be a warrior who is powerful, mentally strong and experienced in hundreds of battles to gather it.
If it were an ordinary monk, facing such a powerful battle formation with murderous intent, he would have no choice but to kneel down on the spot.
However, Wang Chen sat still, allowing the murderous aura of the battle formation to come over him without changing his expression, as if the breeze was blowing on his face without any pressure.
"Convicted?"
He smiled and said, "What crime do you know? Do you want to inflict it on me?"
Although Wang Chen did not recognize this middle-aged monk, it was not difficult to guess from his appearance and expression that this guy should be Sikong Hongfei's father, Sikong Deping, the general governor of Taiwu Pavilion!
As Sikong Deping, he is not qualified to ride the Eight-Cheng Cloud Chariot.
But he also has a good father.
The elder of Qingyun Palace and the great monk Sikong Changming!
There is no doubt that this carriage, these knights, and monks are all the work of Sikong Changming.
Used to save my grandson.
"You dare not admit it?"
The middle-aged monk was furious: "Did you kidnap my son Sikong Hongfei?"
"Governor Sikong misunderstood."
Wang Chen smiled and said: "Brother Hongfei is indeed here with me, but he is just a guest."
Snap!
Wang Chen clapped his hands, and Gao Zhuang appeared behind him with Sikong Hongfei.
Actually, "hijack" is more accurate, because the sword in Gao Zhuang's hand was resting on Sikong Hongfei's neck.
This playboy looked pitiful. Half of his originally handsome face was swollen, as if he had been stung by a bee. He looked very ridiculous.
"Dad, dad!"
Seeing Sikong Deping a hundred steps away, Sikong Hongfei suddenly seemed to have found a life-saving straw and shouted: "Help me quickly!"
As a result, he got excited and his neck came into close contact with the blade.
The skin was instantly broken and bleeding.
"How brave!"
Sikong Deping's eyes were filled with tears: "Wang Chen, if you don't want to die, let go of my son immediately!"
"This is simple."
Wang Chen smiled and said: "As long as Governor Sikong sends Mo Han and the Mo family over, I will immediately let Brother Hongfei go."
"You're dreaming!"
Sikong Deping put away his anger and said with disdain: "Mo Han violated the alliance rules and must be severely punished. The Mo family has to accept punishment for causing harm to the local area."
"Wang Chen, I advise you to return from your lost ways and don't try to resist in vain. As long as you let Hongfei go, I will give you a chance to defend yourself in front of the elders, otherwise..."
Before he finished speaking, Wang Chen raised his hand and made a slashing motion.
Gao Zhuang, who was behind him, swung his sword down without thinking and accurately cut off Sikong Hongfei's left little finger.
"ah!"
Sikong Hongfei was caught off guard and couldn't help but let out a shrill scream under the severe pain.
It’s like my father is dead!
Sikong Deping almost spit out a mouthful of old blood.
It is not easy for a monk to have children, and Sikong Hongfei is his only son. He was spoiled by his family and became a playboy.
Although he was angry at his useless son, in Sikong Deping's heart, Sikong Hongfei's status was unshakable.
Unexpectedly, Wang Chen was so cruel and ruthless that he chopped off one of Sikong Hongfei's fingers in front of him.
This is also a slap on Sikong Deping’s face!
"Pass this order!"
Sikong Deping shouted angrily: "The Mo family will kill one out of ten and cut off Mo Han's left arm as punishment. We will execute it immediately!"
He couldn't tolerate being threatened by Wang Chen, so he chose more violent methods to scare the latter.
Wang Chen's response was to make a slashing gesture again.
"ah!"
Sikong Hongfei's left hand landed at the wrist level.
More ruthless?
Wang Chen is not afraid.
Although his purpose of using Sikong Hongfei to threaten Sikong Deping was to save others, he would never be threatened in turn.
Even if Sikong Deping kills all the Mo family members, Wang Chen cannot bow to him!
Sikong Deping's eyes twitched, he was extremely angry but could do nothing.
He realized that if he wanted to save his son, he could only agree to Wang Chen's conditions.
And if the time drags on too long, there will be no chance of Sikong Hongfei’s severed hand being restored!
"you are vicious!"
Sikong Deping said in a stern voice: "Okay, I will send people to send Mo Han and the Mo family over now, but Hongfei must be rescued first."
"This is simple."
Wang Chen stood up and picked up Sikong Hongfei's bloody severed hand, and then connected it with his wrist.
I saw a dull white light flashing by, and this palm actually took it back!
Seeing such a scene, Sikong Deping felt a chill in his heart.
The method Wang Chen just used was truly miraculous. Not to mention himself, even Sikong Changming might not be able to do it!
Wang Chen's strength is truly terrifying.
Sikong Deping suddenly realized that his choice to become an enemy of Wang Chen seemed to be a huge mistake!