Even the Beast King came over with Wu Mian, bowed solemnly towards Ao Junxie, cupped his hands and said:
"Prince Ao defeated the Holy King of Light and saved the three tribes. Please accept my worship!"
When the two Xie Land disciples and the Warcraft Legion behind them were about to salute, Ao Junxie stepped forward, hurriedly supported the two of them, and said loudly:
"You two are serious! Jun Xie really can't take it seriously. Everyone saw it just now. In fact, I am no match for the Holy King at all. Before the Holy King left, I was knocked to the ground by him..."
"Then... wasn't the Holy King afraid of the Prince's Red Dragon Sword and eventually fled after being defeated?" [
Wu Mian asked doubtfully.
Aojun Xiejian frowned, shook his head, and said:
"The Red Dragon Sword is nothing in front of the Holy King! I am also very puzzled. It is obvious that the Holy King has no difficulty in killing all of us. Why did he fail to avenge the guards of the temple in the end and was defeated...
...Master, do you know the reason?"
Ao Junxie said, turned around and looked at Ming Qianhe.
Ming Qianhe lowered his head and meditated, carefully recalling the scenes that had just happened. During the melee, the disciples of the Evil Land had already been scared to death. They had never noticed anything. Only Ming Qianhe was the most complete.
bystander.
After a long time, Ming Qianhe finally raised his head and turned his eyes hesitantly and slowly to the side, looking at Qing Kuang.
Following the gaze of master Ming Qianhe, Ao Junxie's eyes also looked at his wife.
"Qingkuang, tell me, do you know why the Holy King suddenly stopped at the last moment?
I seem to have seen... when the Holy King delivered a fatal blow to Jun Xie, you blocked the palm with your body, and then..."
Ming Qianhe's confused and deep voice had just reached this point when he was interrupted by Ao Junxie's shocked voice.
"What? Master, you just said...Qingkuang used his own body to block the Holy King's palm for me?"
Immediately, he strode up to Qing Kuang eagerly, grabbed her hands, and asked:
"Madam, master, is what he said true?"
Qing Kuang avoided Ao Junxie with her eyes, broke away from his hands, and turned her back. However, Ao Junxie quickly grabbed her shoulders and shouted loudly:
"I agree to be my husband, but I will never do such stupid things again in the future! Okay?"
After a long while, Qing Kuang nodded gently. Ao Junxie's anxious face finally showed a relieved look again.
Behind him, Ming Qianhe, who has always been meticulous and mature, has not forgotten the question at all.
"The Holy King suddenly stopped taking action..."
Qingkuang paused, feeling a little hesitant for a moment. After a long time, he murmured: [
"I don't know about this. Maybe the Holy King's cultivation process was suddenly interrupted and he reached the end of his strength..."
"This...isn't right, Aojunxie has been injured, and your strings are broken. With the strength of the Holy King, no matter how weak he is, he can kill all of us..."
Ming Qianhe looked serious and inquisitive.
Ao Junxie listened on the sidelines and interjected:
"Master, it may be that even though the Holy King of Light has reached the unprecedented level of Spiritual Saint, he is still a little afraid of the sound of the ancient martial arts piano. This is also possible!"
Ming Qianhe frowned. At this moment, the old eyes that stared at Qing Kuang looked even more delicate.
"Afraid of Gu Wu? From what I know, I have never heard of this..."