Yang Xiuqing's expression changed slightly. The dragon passed through the imperial capital and had many murderous intentions. Even if a master like him entered, he would not have much confidence to leave alive.

"Don't blame each other!"

The iron door of the quiet hall was pushed open heavily, and the sunlight shone into this not-so-lit room. The person standing in front of the door was full of heroic spirit, but he was dressed but not Taiping Heavenly Kingdom or the decoration of the Shenlong Kingdom.

The person who came was domineering. Facing the two heroes in the world, there was no slight custody on his face, but instead looked overwhelming with a look of aura that was about to surpass the two!

"I will complete the killing of Wuming!" The long sword as thin as a thumb pierced deeply into the ground.

"No." Yang Xiuqing waved his hand: "At that time, you are only responsible for secret assistance. What reaction will happen if you go to the front desk? Have you ever thought about it?"

"I also said at that time that if other forces intervene, I can do it easily!" The person who came was angry: "From the information of the No. 1 Master Championship in the Dragon Kingdom, he actually opened his dragon wings. What is this Nuwa warrior? At that time, he saw that he was too weak and thought it was just an accident. But even Yang Zhi died in his hands, and he was killed with one knife! This obviously also meets the standards of Nuwa warrior! God warrior was born to fight Nuwa warrior!"

"That's not OK! If you kill Wuming, it will only attract more Nuwa warriors! Our previous plan to secretly capture the Shenlong Kingdom and cut off Nuwa's connection was completely failed!" Yang Xiuqing stood up high, and the hero's aura slowly emanated from his body. He broke into the door and entered the ground with the God Warrior.

"Yang Xiuqing!" God's warrior roared: "You must know who you are talking to! I am the noble God's warrior, not the ants under your command!"

Yang Xiuqing laughed a long time and took a step forward. The space of the house seemed to be unable to withstand the boundless aura he exuded: "Even if Michael sees me, he will have to talk to me equally. You, Karas, are a mere God warrior, are not nobler than the ants under my command. If you are bad, Michael will kill you without me taking action!"

Song Jiang sat quietly and watched the two quarrel for a while. Then he said, "I agree with the decision of the Eastern King. You can't do it by killing Wuming. If you have time, you should urge me to get the equipment of Liangshan. When can I get there? Didn't you say that you can pass through the desert freely? For your promise, I have abandoned Liangshan! Why haven't you arrived yet?"

The proud face of the God Warrior Karas gradually became gloomy: "I am a warrior of God! Your orders. This warrior has the right not to listen!"

"Don't listen?" Song Jiang smiled coldly, "If you must kill Wuming, then you will end up being killed by someone. Beichen Zhan did not leave, I can clearly feel this."

"Beichen Slash?" Karas sneered: "Is it another Nuwa land lackey?"

"No, no!" Song Jiang waved his hand: "Beichen and Nuwa have a bad relationship. I am reaffirming it. Of course, he also doesn't like God's warriors. I'm going to kill Wuming, in his opinion, it's just a battle of ideas. If you attack, you're sending a life-and-death duel to him."

"Karas, Nuwa is still sleeping, I warn you again. Any action of the God-Soldier may awaken Nuwa from her sleep. I think you don't want to see Nuwa awake before you God, right?" Yang Xiuqing gently waved his hand: "You should go and rest. If you stimulate Yang Jian, even if your Michael comes, you may not be able to gain an advantage."

"Yang Jian?" Karas smiled arrogantly in disdain, turned around and striked and disappeared in front of the door.

"I'll go and see..."

Before the Zhimoxing Wu Yong finished speaking, the man had already disappeared in the hall.

"Dongwang, this God-Soldier will ruin big things, I see..." Song Jiang's eyes suddenly appeared and he made a beheading action.

"Kill him? It's hard to explain to Michael." Yang Xiuqing shook his head slowly: "This thing was smart before. Now he is so anxious because it is approaching the time for Nuwa to wake up, so he is so anxious that he is confused."

"Nuwa..." Song Jiang sat back on the wooden chair, crossed his hands and fingers together, and a faint smile passed through his eyes: "Sometimes, I really want to see this legendary mother of all spirits."

"It's better not to see you." Yang Xiuqing returned to his Jiulong Golden Chair and said, "It's better not to wake up or not. It's enough for us to stand at the top. Don't let them wake up and destroy the mainland."

Song Jiang nodded slightly. The endless legend of Death Desert is the remnant of the battle between God and Nuwa.

"The messenger dragged the long voice to the outside of the hall gate and shouted loudly: "Wu Ming will use the giant gods to attack my camp thirty-six times within 17 days! In addition, the sixteenth, seventeenth, and eighteenth legions of the Shenlong Kingdom arrived at the front line! The Wing King asked to send reinforcements that can fight against the giant gods to the enemy!"

"The equipment needed by Baoshan and our army has arrived

The words of the second messenger sounded, and Yang Xiuqing and Song Jiang's expressions were also happy. The time when these things came was really interesting, and they just started the ultimate decisive battle with the Dragon Kingdom.

"Captain Song, let's go and have a look." Yang Xiuqing smiled and stood up and walked out the door and said, "Our era is coming."

The three legions of the sixteenth, seventeenth and eighteenth arrived. Since then, except for the Royal Guards, almost all the military forces of the Shenlong Kingdom have been concentrated on the front line of suppressing the rebellion.

With the arrival of the three legions, the Shenlong Kingdom army was in power, and wherever the 16th legion went, it was highly respected by other military officers and soldiers.

In the army, the one who can fight! Who can win! Whoever cuts down more enemies' heads!

Before the 16th Legion came, Wuming used giant god weapons to rush into the enemy to kill the enemy many times, and had long been respected by a large number of soldiers.

Eighteen legion commanders held a short meeting overnight at Nalan Yuanshu's big tent, each of whom received recent tasks, and they all dispersed the meeting and returned to their respective military camps.

As the representative of the 16th Army, Li Tianjiao, deputy commander of the 16th Army, held this meeting instead of Wuming and walked out of the tent and stretched out, looking at the open plain. There was a faint impulse murderous intent in the barracks that stretched for hundreds of miles across the opposite side. This was the final stage of preparation for the enemy: "The battle of life and death is about to begin! As a soldier, even if he can fight such a war, it is not considered in vain to live a life!"

Under the night sky, Wuming's black warrior uniform was on his body, and his wide-back hunting knife was quietly hanging around his waist, and he jumped into a corner of the million-dollar military camp of the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom like a spirit cat.

Through the darkness, Wuming moved quickly among the various camps.

No one could have imagined that on the eve of the upcoming war, as a senior officer of the Shenlong Kingdom at the level of the legion commander, Wuming, who had the highest reward for the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom, was far more valuable than the second place, who actually sneaked into the millions of troops alone.

Hiding in a corner of darkness, Wuming took a deep breath. According to the information given by the Anmen, Zhao Feiyan is now in the rebel cell. A fierce decisive battle may come at any time. In the endless battle, Zhao Feiyan's life is not guaranteed at all. If the rebels are really defeated, they may be used as hostages.

"I, Wuming, owed the kindness of the villagers and Zhang Feng and the others, and I don't want to ow other people any more." Wuming breathed in deeply: "Tonight, maybe it's the best time."

Wuming once again moved at high speed to change the direction. The dark part had already given an almost very specific direction and also gave the appearance of the tent. As long as you find the direction, it would not be very difficult.

The huge military camp, Wuming, relied on the ability of the rocket legs, searched for about two hours and finally found the tent given by Anbu.

After comparing the pictures in my mind, after confirming that, Wuming quietly came to the dark corner of the tent, and the breath of life merged into the surrounding plants and trees, completely covered up by the murderous aura in the barracks.

Wuming gently put his ear on the wall of the tent and used his sensitive hearing to observe everything in the tent.

Five heartbeats and breathing sounds, one of them was far away, and his breathing was a little rapid, as if he was angry. The other four people were stuck on the edge of the tent, and they should be even breathing, and they should be soldiers watching the night.

Four steel balls were slowly taken out from the deer leather bag on his waist. These were all equipment enthusiastically created by the dwarves that day. I thought I would never use it, but I could only remember it. I didn’t expect that I would use it again when I am ambushing today.

Try to suppress the murderous aura in his body, Wuming slowly adjusted the four steel balls in his hand, and this time he wanted to kill the enemy instantly!

call…

The moment the four people in the room exhale at the same time, Wuming's four steel balls suddenly activated! When a person exhale, his body will send more out than when he inhales!
Chapter completed!