Text_Chapter 727 Will be outside, the king's life will not be accepted!
Chapter 727 I will be away, and I will not accept your orders!
Tian Zimo thought viciously in his heart: "When I have the control of the Xiaoqi Army and the Blood Guards in my hands, and then consolidate the power of the entire city's troops, I will be the first to send you, an old man, and Chen Shen to the most intense battle."
On the front line, he died under the swords of the Northern Yi barbarians!"
The struggle for power is everywhere, especially in the military.
Facing the other party's scorching gaze, Chen Shen just smiled calmly: "Haha, you heard, your Majesty has sealed me as a third-rank general, so please stop using your official position to pressure me."
Ma Wu added: "That's right. His Majesty also personally conveyed the message: In the war in the North, everything can be done expediently by Marshal Chen."
Let's talk. City Lord Ma turned his head, glanced at Tian Zimo with a strong look, and said word by word: "General Tian, don't you want to disobey me?"
Ma Wu originally thought that as soon as he said this, the other party would compromise.
Unexpectedly, Tian Zimo still had his nostrils piercing the sky: "Hmph! A general would not dare to disobey His Majesty's imperial edict. But if the general is outside, you will not accept your orders!"
"What's more, His Majesty only said that Chen Shen would be able to do things easily, but he didn't say that he would definitely be in charge."
"The so-called cheap act can be done as long as it is beneficial to Dawan's defense against the enemy. Tian Mou asked himself about his strength. He has more experience than this fledgling boy. It is the wisest and cheapest choice for me to take on the responsibility of the head coach.
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"You...you are using strong words to make excuses!" Ma Wu frowned.
"Pah! Pah! Pah! Pah..."
Just then, a burst of applause suddenly broke out in the hall.
The person who applauded was none other than Chen Shen: "Well, well, well, what a great general. I'm not going to accept your fate."
"Humph! I don't need you to boast."
Tian Zimo thought that the young man had given in, and said: "If you are sensible, just hand over the military talisman of the Knights, and then obey the orders under the leadership of my commander. I will ensure that you will be rewarded for your hard work after the war."
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"Huh? That's okay. You call yourself handsome Uemoto so quickly?"
When Chen Shen said this, the smile on his face suddenly disappeared, replaced by a strong evil spirit: "You are like this and you still want to be handsome? Bah!"
"Does it mean that you are a great person because you are at the peak of the Nine-Star Mysterious Master? If we really fight, I can torture you ten times!"
"So what if you have been fighting with the Beiyi people for decades? You can only rely on the city wall to defend the city and use soldiers to exchange the lives of your brothers five to one or even ten to one with the Beiyi barbarians! This is
Is that what you call rich experience?”
"Is this what you call your ability to command troops to be better than mine? You have the nerve to say that because you are thick-skinned, which makes me embarrassed to hear it. I am thin-skinned..."
"puff!"
"Hahaha……"
As soon as these words came out, Ma Wu and several other generals who supported Chen Shen all laughed.
"Gah, gah!"
Tian Zimo's anger returned, and his iron fists clenched loudly: "How dare you insult me!"
"You said you can beat me ten times? Well, I will give you a chance to bet with me."
"The one who wins is the boss, the one who loses is the one who listens and doesn't dare to disobey. Are you fucking brave enough? If you're not brave enough, just stay with the last one and don't scream in front of me anymore!"
As the last words of curse rang out, Tian Zimozhou's body was filled with thunderous energy: "Crack, crack..."
This guy with a full beard is actually a thunder-type mystic cultivator. And judging from the power of mystical energy he exudes, he is truly a nine-star peak mystic master.
Everyone was greatly moved, except for Chen Shen, whose expression remained unchanged: "Betting on the outcome? That's boring. Why not change it to a life-and-death fight?"
Tian Zimo was startled when he heard this, and then he looked up to the sky and laughed: "Hahahahahaha, okay, I will stay with you until the end!"
He felt happy in his heart: "Since you are seeking your own death, you can't blame me! After your death, not only the Knights, but also the Blood-killing Guards will be in my possession."
"Commander Chen, don't be impulsive! How can we fight internally when the enemy is ahead?" Ma Wu hurriedly dissuaded him.
Other generals also spoke out: "Lao Ma is right. One of you is a peak nine-star mystic master, and the other is an eight-star mystic master. Both of you are at the peak of your defensive strength."
"Don't say you died due to internal fighting. Even if either party is injured, it will be detrimental to me!"
"That's right, you must not do such stupid things right now that make your relatives hate your enemies and please them. Moreover, your Majesty's decree clearly stipulates that private fights between soldiers and generals are prohibited during war."
Hearing this, Chen Shen raised the corner of his mouth slightly: "Just as General Tian said: When you are outside, you will not accept your orders, isn't it?"
"Ah? This..." Everyone was suddenly speechless.
Facing Chen Shen's provocative gaze, Tian Zimo immediately licked the scarlet sausage mouth: "That's right! I will be outside, and your life will be compromised! The blood contract of life and death has been established, it's your turn."
Chen Shen didn't say anything and pressed the bloody fingerprint directly.
Seeing this, Ma Wu and others couldn't help but secretly sigh: "Alas! Chen Shen is still too young and too impulsive after all!"
"He is an eight-star profound master, and it is true that he has killed enemy generals in the Beiyi army. However, he himself may have been seriously injured, and his profound energy has also been depleted quite a lot. How can he defeat the nine-star peak peak state?
Xia Tian Zimo?"
In a moment, the city lord's palace is performing martial arts.
The surrounding area was surrounded by the Knight Cavalry, the Blood Guards, and some middle- and high-level generals of the Northern Front.
On the school arena, Chen Shen and Tian Zimo stood a hundred steps apart. The latter's body was filled with lightning energy, but the former remained indifferent, not even activating his body-protecting profound energy.
"Boy, I'm going to give you three moves to prevent everyone from saying that I use the big to bully the small," Tian Zimo said in a sultry voice.
Chen Shen sneered: "Three moves? Hahaha, that's too many..."
Then, he slowly raised a finger towards the other party: "One move."
Tian Zimo felt that he was being slighted and snorted angrily: "Huh! One move at a time, come on!"
He had just put on a posture ready to receive a move when he saw the boy a hundred steps away wagging his raised finger from side to side a few times and said casually: "No, no, no, you misunderstood."
"I mean, I will kill you within one move!"
"Huh? You're looking for death!"
Hearing this, Tian Zimo was furious. He didn't care about his demeanor of giving in. He kicked the ground with both feet and rushed out first.
The long knife in his hand fell down on his head: "Nine spins of the thunder blade!"
"Swish, swish, swish..."
In the blink of an eye, the long sword split into nine thunder blades that were several times wider than the real thing. With the sound of tearing the wind, they slashed at the young man not far away from all directions.
"Oops...Tian Zimo has the power to kill the mid-level Xuan level as soon as he comes up. Chen Shen is in danger!"
Ma Wu was shocked.
Although the two of them had established a life-or-death situation, the old man still didn't want to believe that Tian Zimo would actually kill a junior and the only descendant of the Great Xia hero Chen Zangfeng!
He wanted to save him, but unfortunately he couldn't catch up with his six-star profound master's cultivation...
Just when despair was passing through his heart, a spear with a gold head and a silver shaft passed through his heart on the stage——
"Pfft!"
The sound of sharp lights tearing skin and flesh is like a heavy hammer, striking hard in the heart of every spectator...