Even if it is the Yanxia Law to kill the young master, Ouyang Xing must do this.
He can only obey the above commands!
Even if it's wrong!
Because, he is a soldier!
At this moment, Lin Pingfan's eyes couldn't help but stern!
He resisted Ouyang Xing's attacks without dodging or dodging, but in fact he was just another bet!
If you bet on Ouyang Xing, you won’t dare to kill him!
And at the end, stay Mo Huaiyuan!
But he bet wrong!
He found that he underestimated Ouyang Xing's loyalty to the order!
At the same time, admiration flashed through his heart. It was a blessing that Yanxia could have such a war god!
It was a very correct decision to become the rule of the Five Xinjiang regions!
"Ouyang Xing, stop, don't..."
"It's all my fault. I plead guilty and accept punishment. I will follow you to the Demon City Prison. Please stop!"
"I will never use poison again, and I will never use it again..."
‘Plop!’
Mo Huaiyuan, with his hands in handcuffs, knelt on the ground, his choked throat made his words tremble and dull.
A constant stream of tears flowed into the folds on his face.
Until now, he really regretted it.
I regret not not listening to Lin Pingfan.
His behavior that he once disagreed with harmed Lin Pingfan.
He is praying now.
But his prayers no longer worked.
Ouyang Xing's fist with internal strength was less than one foot away from Lin Pingfan. He did not stop because of his prayers and still hit him hard.
But Lin Pingfan still did not dodge at all.
It seems that he wants to use his own death to protect Mo Huaiyuan.
In fact, it’s not that Lin Pingfan doesn’t want to hide.
When Ouyang Xing killed him in order to complete the above order, he wanted to dodge.
If he dies, Ouyang Xing will definitely be questioned.
Such a loyal God of War would never be guilty of this.
It will make people's hearts cold.
However, Lin Pingfan was no longer able to do so at this moment.
It was already the limit to resisting Ouyang Xing's countless attacks before, and it was his ability to stand here.
The damage suffered by bones, muscles, and internal organs made him unable to move for a moment!
He could only watch the punch that condensed all the energy hit his chest.
At this moment, time seems to slow down.
His calm and tough eyes watched Ouyang Xing's fist gradually approaching him.
One foot...
Half a foot...
Ten centimeters, one inch...
But just as the punch was about to fall on his chest, a pair of calluses suddenly appeared!
That big hand directly wrapped Ouyang Xing's fist!
The internal force half a foot high condensed on those big hands.
'boom!'
While the two collided, a huge impact force rippled around. Lin Pingfan flew backward like a small boat, and then hit the jeep again, which was considered to stop flying backwards.
The four gods were forced to take several steps back by this powerful impact, and Mo Huaiyuan fell to the ground immediately!
"Ouyang Xing, enough."
A dull and explosive sound rang out!
This sound is like a thick bronze bell!
Lin Pingfan, leaning against the jeep, also saw clearly who blocked Ouyang Xing's attack at this critical moment.
It was a man with a height of two meters, wearing military uniform, loose military uniform, supported by his rock-like muscles.
Even Ouyang Xing's burly body is not worth mentioning in front of this man!
And he used only one hand to block Ouyang Xing's full-strength attack with internal strength!
This strength is quite terrifying!
When Ouyang Xing saw the man's face, his eyes suddenly widened, and after a shocked look, he replaced it with awe!
He hurriedly put away his fists, stood up straight, and saluted the man!
"Slay the God of War!"
The four gods were also shocked, with a look of horror, full of admiration and worship. Like Ouyang Xing, he was straight and saluted!
It turns out that this man is the legendary No. 1 God of War in Yanxia, Tu Yan Gang!
"Well, your mission was done very well."
"There is no need to arrest Mo Huaiyuan."
A thick and dull voice sounded from Tu Yangang's mouth, with a tone that was not daring to disobey.
Ouyang Xing's body was shocked and he said in a little confusion and awe: "Tu the God of War, this is the order issued by the Emperor himself!"
"You can't just..."
Ouyang Xing is straightforward, but sometimes he is a little stubborn.
"This is the emperor's handwriting."
Tu Yangang was not angry at Ouyang Xing's questioning, and at the same time took out a piece of paper with the golden dragon pattern from his pocket and handed it to Ouyang Xing.
After taking the paper and seeing the contents on it, Ouyang Xing looked awe-inspiring.
"Then I will work hard to kill the God of War!"
He saluted again, and asked Qinglong to remove Mo Huaiyuan's handcuffs, and then took the people away.
But when passing by Lin Pingfan, Ouyang Xing's eyes flashed with apology.
He wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't say it and left the medicine field directly.
As for the jeep, it was scrapped and could not be driven, so they just walked down Shuanglong Mountain on foot.
In the entire medicine field, only Lin Pingfan, Tu Yangang and Mo Huaiyuan were left.
Mo Huaiyuan did not say hello to Tu Yangang. Even though he was the number one war god in Yanxia, in his eyes, he was not as important as Lin Pingfan!
He was crazy and rushed towards Lin Pingfan, holding him in his arms, and removing the mask.
"Little Eyed Wolf, how are you doing!?"
"It's all my fault. I'm the one who hurt you. I'm sorry, ungrateful..."
The choked words were spoken from Mo Huaiyuan, and Lin Pingfan, who took off his mask, reluctantly raised a smile on the corner of his mouth.
"It's okay, Master Second, you can stay... it's fine."
His voice was weak, his already pale face was so white that it was bloodless.
The blood spots spurted out from their mouths had already splashed half of their faces, looking extremely weak and tired.
"Little ungrateful wolf, the second master promises you that... I will never need to be poisoned again! I swear, I swear..."
Mo Huaiyuan cried everywhere, immediately raised three fingers and sweared to the sky.
Lin Pingfan shook his head with difficulty and said vaguely: "It's not that it can't be used, it's that I'm not present, it can't be used."
"Poison...Poison is originally the second master's method."
Lin Pingfan did not blame Mo Huaiyuan, and re-emphasized the three rules of the original convention.
And these words made Mo Huaiyuan feel guilty and hugged Lin Pingfan and cried bitterly.
"Lin Pingfan, you were wrong this time."
"You underestimate our God of War's loyalty to Yan Xia and the Emperor."
Just as the two were talking, Tu Yangang had already turned around and looked at Lin Pingfan condescendingly.
It was not until this time that Lin Pingfan completely focused on Tu Yangang.
His face is strong, his eyebrows are straight and his eyes are upright, and his eyes are like tigers and eagles, which invisibly gives people a feeling of touching the fear in his heart!
But at this glance, Lin Pingfan's weak body suddenly trembled, and his eyes that could not be opened suddenly widened!
Why is Tu Yangang, the number one war god in Yanxia, so different from the man who saved Buddha from the baseball cap?
Could it be that they are not the same person at all!?