Chapter 386 : The Holy King Appears to Earthquake (4)
"ah!"
Wumian closed his eyes, all thoughts in his heart were despairing. Even though he knelt down and begged humbly, he had risked his life, but still could not save the lives of the people of the Evil Land.
No foreigners will be tolerated in front of the Holy King... That's right! This is an oath that the Temple of Light has never broken.
When these words were spoken from the Holy King's mouth, Wu Mian already knew that the lives of the Evil Land clan could no longer be saved. The only thing left was their reputation and glory...
They had lived in seclusion for so many years in this isolated corner of the ancient forest, and in the end they still had such a tragic ending...[
However, not everyone in this world is like the ancient sects who have insurmountable awe and obedience to the strong.
On the steps, Ao Junxie angrily grabbed Wumian's shoulder and suddenly lifted him up.
"Get up! Stand up straight for me! Wu Mian, you are still so stubborn! In the Temple of Light, in their eyes, all living beings except themselves are just tools, trampled like grass and grass, and you will not get mercy by begging!
Why don't you stand up and fight? Are you really willing to be the despicable human beings they call you?"
Aojunxie directed at Wumian and all the disciples of Xie Land, and let out waves of deafening roars. He was so angry that he couldn't fight, and his anger made him gnash his teeth.
At this time, Wumian's eyes were already dull and he was in despair. Under Ao Junxie's big hand, he was still weak on his feet and could not stand steadily.
"No... the Holy King is an invincible existence! We have no power to fight against him! That is just... self-destruction!"
He shook his head sleeplessly and murmured with an expression of complete abandonment.
"Hmph! Who is going to perish? We haven't fought yet, so we still don't know!"
Ao Junxie put down Wumian with disdain, turned the long sword in his hand, pointed it directly at the white-clothed Holy King in front of him, and shouted:
"Bald man! Aren't you the powerful man from the Temple of Light! People in the evil land are afraid of you, but I, Aojun Xie, am not afraid! Even if you die, you will remember my name! If you have any ability, feel free to use it.
Come out!”
A gentle glance from the corner of Xianwu's eyes showed that those light blue pupils were filled with an unchanging, peaceful and calm expression. It was like a lake with an extremely calm appearance, covering up the murderous intent and cruelty within it perfectly and strictly.
Strictly.
No one can see through the mind of the Holy King.
And this is what Wumian and the entire Evil Land clan are deeply afraid of!
However, to a fearless warrior, no matter how deep his intentions and plans are, they will become nothing in an instant.
"Prince Ao, if the people in the evil land don't help you, we will help you!"
An unknown voice suddenly sounded from the crowd behind him.
Ao Junxie turned around and looked around, but he saw a ragged prisoner of Fengyun Continent warriors. Now, they only had seven or eight final members left. If he looked closely at the discount, he looked like he was from Beiming Kingdom.
Defeated general.
Although they were once rivals on the battlefield, at this moment, facing the domineering Holy King, they willingly sided with Aojunxie.[
"Yes! Prince Ao, our lives were saved by the prince anyway. Even if we die here, we have nothing to regret!"
"That's right! If I can see the Holy King of the Temple of Light and fight with him a few times, even if I die, it will be worth it!"