But he heard Long Ziheng mention it a few days ago that Ling Hao could kill the eighth-grade Holy Emperor Wu Ling in three moves.
If Ling Hao agrees to help, there may be hope of getting through today's hurdle.
Otherwise, once today is over, the Red Flame Empire will definitely change hands!
"Your Majesty, now is not the time to talk nonsense!" Mu Kai responded again.
"You should have anticipated that there would be a day like this. The weak will eat the strong, and the winner will be the king and the loser will be the enemy. This is the eternal truth!"
"Because you are the emperor, I will give you a chance to commit suicide and die with dignity!"
"If you want me to commit suicide, stop dreaming!" Long Zimao snorted coldly: "If you want my life, take it yourself!"
"Haha, if that's the case, then it's better to obey orders than to be respectful!" Mu Kai sneered.
After he finished speaking, his eyes twisted slightly, and his hands formed a mark and struck towards Long Zimao.
Long Zimao knew that he couldn't take the opponent's move, so he didn't dare to confront him head-on, so he ducked aside.
However, before he could stabilize his body, several other strong winds swept over him again.
Bang!
Facing this wave of attacks, he could no longer dodge and was blown away by the air wave.
After hitting the ground hard, a large mouthful of blood spurted out. His expression became sluggish, and his combat strength was less than 40%.
"The opportunity has been given to you, but you didn't want it. Don't blame me!"
Mu Kai walked up to him, said something in a deep voice, then raised his hand to take the picture.
call!
At this moment, a wave of air surged forward, thunderous, and at the same time, a powerful and oppressive aura swept through the void.
"Um?!"
Mu Kai's pupils shrank sharply, and then without any hesitation, he hurriedly hid behind him.
Bang!
The air wave roared past him and hit a palace hundreds of meters away. The palace exploded instantly.
"who?"
After Mu Kai stabilized his figure, he turned his head and looked over, with a hint of fear in his eyes.
Although he hasn't seen the person yet, it can be seen from the power of the move just now that the person's strength is definitely above him.
"You people from Beijian Country are all a bunch of white-eyed wolves!" An old man in gray robe walked over.
"Second uncle!" After seeing this person, Long Zimao walked over quickly.
"Do you regret not listening to me now?" The gray-robed old man named Long Mou looked at Long Zimao and asked.
"I have told you a long time ago that raising tigers will lead to disaster, but you always think that I am worrying in vain. Now you know the consequences?"
"My second uncle taught me the right lesson, but my nephew was wrong!" Long Zimao took a deep breath and responded.
"It's too late to wake up now!" Long Mou glanced at the surrounding situation and exhaled a thick breath.
Then he looked up at the sky and murmured.
"I beg God to protect our Red Flame Empire from this calamity!"
call!
As soon as he finished speaking, his figure flashed toward Mu Kai like a ghost, and at the same time he raised his hand and blasted out several blasts of strong wind.
"Uncle Emperor, I have been waiting for you for a long time!"
At this moment, another man's voice sounded.
Immediately afterwards, an almost substantial wave of air surged forward.
