() Early the next morning, Duanmukong left the territory of the Remu tribe. He carried Jin Ling'er's soul contract on his body and became Jin Ling'er's slave. Jin Ling'er could make him suffer, and also make his soul wither and die.
Death, so Luo Manduo was not worried at all when he left. If Duanmukong dared to betray, he would have to pay the price with his life. In addition, Luo Manduo did not tell Duanmukong any secrets about him, let alone Duanmukong.
Regarding the matters related to the Fire God Cult. He just used Duan Mukong as a time bomb and placed it in the Nether God Cult. It will not be activated for the time being, and there is no need to use Duan Mukong at the moment.
A few more days passed, and there was no movement outside. Luo Manduo also enjoyed his leisure time, either practicing mystical power or practicing the fog burial style every day. The effect of the spiritual body was revealed again, and in just a few days
, a thin layer of spiritual mist can be seen faintly wrapped around his wave-breaking knife between chops. When he is not practicing, he and Li Le are together, drinking, hunting, talking about women, and doing whatever they like. The two of them.
The relationship between these two congenial guys is getting deeper and deeper.
Another day later, an army of more than a thousand people who came out of the city from Japan was stationed outside the entrance of the valley entering the territory of the Remu tribe. This army had no flags and was dressed in various colors and uniforms. There were twenty Xuanmen in this army.
Armor, but there is no emblem on the black armor, so I can’t tell its origin.
Later, Duanmu ran over the mountains and ridges to report that the eldest prince had sent another person to assassinate Li Le.
Li Le suddenly turned pale with fear, "Damn it, does he really want my life that much? The killers sent are coming one after another. When will they end?"
Luo Manduo frowned and said, "I wonder if Zang Fen has seen King Zhenxi and will he send reinforcements?"
The army outside the mouth of the valley put huge pressure on Luo Manduo. This time was no better than the last time. The Remu tribe made careful preparations last time, but not this time. The trap last time could not be used again, and the opponent not only
There are twice as many ordinary warriors, and there are even twice as many Black Armor Black Warriors. Just relying on people like the Remu Clan and his own Black Armor, there is absolutely no hope of victory.
"Duanmukong, go back and don't let anyone know that you have been here." Luo Manduo thought for a moment and said.
"Okay, I'll leave now." Duanmukong came to report the news to please Jin Ling'er, and it was also a self-protection measure. He had no intention of helping the Remu tribe fight. Jin Ling'er once told him that if Luo Manduo died,
If he died, he would die, so in this case, even if 10,000 people were unwilling to come and report the news, they would still come.
Shortly after Duanmukong left, the troops stationed outside the mouth of the valley suddenly advanced into the mouth of the valley and came towards the Remu tribe.
The jingle rang, and Huadie took her master to the Batcave.
Luo Manduo held the sniper crossbow to kill the enemy. This time, his plan was to snipe a few of the opponent's black armors first, and then go deep into the mountains and forests. If the opponent came after him, he would take people to the place where he found the Ice Soul Silver Snake.
On the high mountain, if the opponent does not pursue him, he will take a roundabout route and snipe the opponent's black armor. This is a guerrilla tactic, a one-man guerrilla.
Twenty mysterious armors and thousands of warriors were walking around. The footsteps were extremely heavy and loud, and the earth was shaking slightly. Luo Manduo was hiding behind a tree on the edge of the square, and the sniper crossbow in his hand had already locked onto a
Xuanjia.
But at this moment, a Xuanjia Xuan warrior raised the big sword in his hand and shouted loudly: "Your Highness, Third Prince! Come out! We were ordered to welcome you back to Dayan City. Did you hear that? Come out!"
We won’t hurt you, we are here to protect you! And the people of the Remu clan, listen, come out, don’t hide, we won’t hurt you!”
If it weren't for the intelligence sent by Duanmukong, this army might have been deceived by shouting in this way. Judging from the opponent's tense formation, Luo Manduo fully believed that as soon as Li Le and the Remu tribe showed up,
, it must be a bloody storm.
Those who use deception to commit murder and genocide are even more hateful than Yang Bin.
"Hmph! Since you are so stubborn, don't blame us for being rude!" the leader yelled.
Luo Manduo pointed the sniper crossbow at him.
But at this moment, a roaring sound suddenly came from the western sky. The sound was like thunder rolling across the sky. It not only made people's ears numb, but also the roof of the tribe and the pots in the house.
The bowl was also shaken slightly.
Luo Manduo was startled. He looked up and saw a huge white crane appearing in the western sky. The white crane was at least five times larger than the normal white crane. It was flying in the sky with an elegant posture. It flew close in the blink of an eye.
, two people stood on the back of the crane, one was a black warrior wearing golden black armor, and the other was Zang Fen.
Seeing Zang Fen, Luo Manduo's tight heart suddenly relaxed. Although he had never met Li Le's uncle, the Zhenxi King Yan Zhenshan, who was known as the undefeated God of War, he had never seen anyone's "car".
, and the golden Xuanjia, but he easily guessed the identity of the Xuanjia Xuanshi—Yan Zhenshan finally arrived.
In the Yan Kingdom, it is said that only Yanzhen Mountain has a white crane spiritual beast as a "car", and even the emperor of the Yan Kingdom does not have such treatment.
"Gah!" The white crane spirit beast hissed, suddenly folded its wings and swooped down like an arrow.
A golden light suddenly threw into the formation of thousands of warriors.
Boom! A violent explosion suddenly sounded. Fire, soil, rock fragments, and countless soldiers' broken limbs and internal organs mixed together and flew in all directions. And on the ground, there suddenly appeared
A terrifying large pit. The bottom and walls of the pit were scorched black, as if they had been burned by fire. In the pit, there was a huge golden sledgehammer. It was like Thor's hammer, with a short handle, but the hammer
The body is huge. It is carved with incomprehensible patterns, full of mysterious aura and extremely powerful spiritual energy. There is no doubt that this golden short-handled sledgehammer is a real magic weapon, and
It's not a fake magic weapon like Luo Manduo's sniper crossbow.
As soon as he comes, he kills people indiscriminately, and uses absolute strength to suppress the situation. This kind of courage can only be achieved by King Yan Zhenshan of Zhenxi who does not even sell the emperor of Yan Kingdom. He is the most powerful person in Yan Kingdom.
A powerful Xuan warrior, he reached the Nirvana realm in the Xuanling period. He is only one step away from the legendary divine realm.
Yan Zhenshan is also the pillar of the Yan Kingdom. With him here, there are 500,000 Xuanyin Legions and a thousand Feiyan Guards. Whoever wants to take advantage of the Yan Kingdom must ask his fist first.
Answer or not!
Seeing Yan Zhenshan, Luo Manduo also understood why the second prince Li Xuan sent people to assassinate Li Le. If Yan Zhenshan supported Li Le in taking the position of emperor of Yan Kingdom, it would be enough to pose a threat to him. For the sake of power,
Lee
No one can play it well.
But the killers sent by Li Xuan in front of them were not so lucky. As soon as Yan Zhenshan showed up, they became worthless cannon fodder.
The spiritual beast White Crane dived to the ground in the blink of an eye. Yan Zhenshan made a move with his hand, and the golden sledgehammer flew back into his hand. With this hammer, he killed at least hundreds of killers!
"We, we are..." the leader explained in panic. Unfortunately, before he could finish his words, Yan Zhenshan smashed his head armor with a hammer. His head also exploded along with Xuan Jia's head armor.
.
His subordinates didn't dare to explain anything to the God of Death, and without waiting for anyone to issue an order, they all fled towards the mouth of the valley in a swarm.
Yan Zhenshan rushed into the broken army with a swerve. The Black Armor Xuan Warrior hammered one by one. For an ordinary soldier, he knocked down a large area with one hammer. The golden sledgehammer was like a mountain in his hand.
Like Qiu, every sweep carried terrifying power and deafening sounds of wind and thunder. Not to mention fighting him, even being looked at by him would make his legs tremble!
Luo Manduo watched him kill, and his blood boiled in his heart. Compared with the Bishop of Huangshi and the Lieutenant General Bohei of Mogankun he saw, the Yan Zhenshan in front of him was a truly strong man!
There were more than a thousand people and 20 black armors. Before they could escape to the mouth of the valley, only a few dozen infantrymen were left. All twenty black armors were killed, and every one of them was killed with a single blow, without exception.
The dozens of infantrymen dropped their weapons and all knelt on the ground, begging.
"Go away! Go back and tell Li Xuan that if that kid Li Le fails to live up to his expectations and acts as a bastard, he is also my nephew of Yan Zhenshan! If you want to kill him, you must first ask me if I agree!" Yan Zhenshan's voice echoed like waves in the valley.
echo.
Luo Manduo even suspected that he could hear his voice even when he left the city.
The dozens of infantrymen who had narrowly escaped death got up and fled. They didn't even dare to look back until they ran out of the valley mouth.
Yan Zhenshan returned to the square. The crane and spirit beast stood beside him, gentle and submissive. Zang Fen lowered his head, even more submissive.
Yan Zhenshan looked at the direction where Luo Manduo was hiding and suddenly said: "Come out, I know you are there."
Luo Manduo walked out, and suddenly, a huge pressure came over him. His mind was suppressed, and his feet became unruly and wanted to kneel down. However, the spiritual energy in his body offset it.
He could barely hold on under some pressure and did not kneel down. As a spiritual body, his resistance was also super strong, even against this invisible psychological pressure.
Suddenly, the mountain of pressure disappeared, and Luo Manduo felt relaxed. Only then did he realize that his back was already wet with sweat.
Yan Zhenshan let out a sigh, and then said: "Yes, you are a good guy. Is it you who saved my unlucky nephew?"
Luo Manduo nodded, "Yes, senior."
"Which armor master made the mysterious armor on your body?" Yan Zhenshan could tell at a glance the difference between the sacrificers on Luo Mando's body.
"I built it myself." Luo Manduo said.
"Eh? You made it yourself?" Yan Zhenshan said in surprise: "You are both a black warrior and an armor maker, and you can also create such outstanding black armor. Yes, you are a rare talent. If I go to the Western Region, I
May you be prosperous and wealthy for the rest of your life!"
Luo Manduo shook his head, "Thank you, senior, for your kindness. I have my own plans."
"No one has ever rejected my proposal from Yan Zhenshan, let alone a proposal that offers benefits. You kid, why don't you think about it any more?" Yan Zhenshan said.
The mountain-like pressure appeared again, and Luo Manduo suddenly felt uncomfortable again.
"Uncle! Uncle! You miss me so much!" At the critical moment, Li Le suddenly ran from the direction of the Bat Cave.
The pressure on Luo Manduo disappeared again. He cursed Yan Zhenshan in his mind, "You are the strongest black warrior in the Yan Kingdom. Aren't you ashamed that you suppressed a black warrior like me, a black warrior in the Black Armor Realm? From now on,
When I am stronger than you, I will also push you to let you taste this feeling!"
Li Le ran over, knelt down in front of Yan Zhenshan, and said with a mournful face: "Uncle, that boy Li Xuan wants to kill me. If it weren't for Brother Luo and the Remu tribe, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to see him.
You are old. Uncle, you must make the decision for me!"
"Get up!" Yan Zhenshan shouted.
Li Le stood up obediently. There was only one person in this world that he, the troubled prince, was afraid of, and that was Yan Zhenshan.
"uncle……"
"Let me ask you, do you want to be the emperor?" Yan Zhenshan interrupted Li Le.
"I think!" Li Le answered very simply.
"I don't even think about it. If you become the emperor, the Yan Kingdom will not be far from destruction."
Several large beads of sweat suddenly appeared on Luo Manduo's forehead.
"I have decided that continuing like this is not an option. My attitude is that Li Xuan will be the emperor of the Yan Kingdom, and you will be the prince of the Eastern Territory, splitting the earth and making the king. Although I don't like that kid Li Xuan, but he
If he is ruthless enough and capable enough, he is the most suitable to be the emperor. As your prince, you can eat, drink, have fun, and wait for death. You two brothers, let it go from now on." Yan Zhenshan said.
"Uncle..." Li Le was unhappy.
"I have decided! Come with me to Dayan City, and I will let you two brothers talk face to face." Yan Zhenshan grabbed Li Le's collar, jumped up and climbed onto the back of the spiritual beast White Crane.
The white crane spirit beast flapped its wings and flew into the sky in the blink of an eye.
"Brother, wait for me to come back!" Li Le's voice came down from the sky.