Chapter 4: King Zhennan asks for coffin

When he saw Mo Long, Amu couldn't help but secretly praise him that the deputy commander of the Black Eagle Camp of the Northern Imperial Army was indeed extraordinary.

This palm is like Mount Tai pressing the top, calm and solemn, full of power, and has the style of a great man.

But Amu is not an ordinary person, and Amu's kung fu does not talk about rules and momentum, but only discusses murderous intent.

No matter what moves or means, the key is to be able to kill the opponent. Therefore, Amu's moves often lead to surprise and win with a ruthless move, and one move will be won.

As soon as his body moved, Amu moved away from his side, his left hand still formed a claw, and went straight to Mo Long's throat.

When Mo Long saw it, he snorted coldly. He was not the soldier just now, and he was prepared for it.

I saw him quivering sideways, and his one hand was in the shape of an eagle claw, heading straight for Amu's wrist.

It is also wonderful to use claws to claws. If he catches this time, Amu will definitely lose.

But how could Amu let him catch it? One-handed transformation into a grappling technique, and reverse the wrist. At the same time, he stood up with his right hand and slashed Molong's neck straight.

"Hmm?" Mo Long didn't expect Amu to change his moves so quickly, and his moves were strange, and his moves were fatal.

Mo Long hid again, and the two of them were as bright as lightning, and in a blink of an eye, there were ten rounds.

Molong's moves are calm and grand, standing like a mountain. Amu's moves are weird and tricky, ruthless and ruthless.

After ten rounds, both of them had plans to fight quickly.

Mo Long felt that he had lost his identity as a commander of the Black Hawk Camp fighting with a boy for too long, while Amu was irritated and thought that he would not have to waste his time.

At this time, Mo Long moved forward and shouted loudly. The punch attacked Amu was fierce and the air flow was swept, with a strong force of dragon and tiger.

"Dragon and Tiger Fist!" Some soldiers behind exclaimed, and they did not expect that the commander would actually use his unique skills that he would not use easily.

The dragon and tiger fist opens the mountains and breaks the stones, and the strong wind hurts the enemy. This is an invincible boxing technique.

"Good boxing skills!" Amu couldn't help but praise.

However, no matter how much he praised, Amu's subordinates did not stop. He quickly turned sideways and avoided Mo Long's fist. Then he formed a claw with one hand again, still grasping Mo Long's throat.

Mo Long sneered, turned around and avoided the fatal blow, and then slapped Amu Qianxin again with the fist clamped the wind.

In this way, although Amu could grasp Mo Long's shoulder, he would definitely be seriously injured by Mo Long, so he had to turn around and save himself.

However, Amu also sneered at the corner of his mouth, and he did not dodge or dodge. He did not retract his hand that grabbed Mo Long. Instead, he turned sideways and used half of his back to face Mo Long's fist wind.

Such a strange fighting style shocked Mo Long. Isn’t this hitting his own Dragon and Tiger Fist? He would even be unable to cut off his arm even if he had to fight a serious injury. This kid is cruel enough.

But at this time Mo Long could no longer stop his move, so he could only grit his teeth and exert the Dragon and Tiger Fist to the extreme. There was a faint sound of dragon roaring and tiger roaring in the fist wind.

The Dragon and Tiger Fist is a unique skill in the fist. One punch can be used to break gold and open stones. The Molong punch can even be broken even if it is a stone. Amu's flesh and blood body is not dead, and it is also a serious injury to the broken bones and tendons.

"Bang——" The Dragon and Tiger Fist hit Amu's back, and the shaking wind curled up. Mo Long and Amu's long hair were flying, and several broken woods not far away were shocked.

I thought that Amu would have to fly out like a kite with broken strings when he was hit by the Dragon and Tiger Fist, but I didn't expect that Amu hadn't moved at all.

However, Amu also grinned in pain, but it was not because of the power of the Dragon and Tiger Fist, but because of Wang Jue's wound that whipped him.

"Uh?" Mo Long's face changed suddenly.

But it was too late. In the flash of lightning, Amu's claws had arrived.

"Crack!" Amu's hand stumbled on Mo Long's arm like a steel hook.

"Ah!" Mo Long groaned. As soon as Amu screamed, his left arm had been broken by Amu.

"Get out!" Amu shouted loudly, shook his hand, and threw Mo Long out of the Wang family.

"Wow—" This time, noises were everywhere, far ahead of the sound of Amu killing soldiers from the north.

"Is the commander of the imperial guard defeated?"

"Yes, Amu threw it out!"

"This Amu is so awesome. But now, it's a big deal!"

People in the town were talking a lot. Today they met the real Amu. Some people couldn't help but take a breath when they thought of their usual play with Amu.

"Commander! Commander!"

Mo Long was thrown out and was immediately supported. Fortunately, Amu didn't want to take his life, but he just broke his arm's flaw.

"Sword this kid--" The big black man just now took off the giant axe from his body and was about to rush in.

There were a few more people who followed and fought to the death.

When Amu saw this, he raised his eyebrows and turned to Yu'er and said, "Yu'er, go back to the house! Brother is going to start a massacre!"

Then he stood upright in the courtyard, looking at the soldiers from the north coldly, without any fear.

"Don't move anyone!" At this time, Mo Long's face turned blue and gritted his teeth and shouted. The soldiers stood on the spot for a moment.

Amu looked at Mo Long coldly, and there was murderous aura all over his body.

Mo Long was cut off his arm, and his forehead was covered in cold sweat, but he didn't say a word. He also looked at Amu coldly, then glanced at his subordinates and said, "My loss, let me give you the preface! Stop the army!"

"Commander! Commander!" The soldiers were excited, their eyes were red, and they were determined to take revenge, so how could they leave.

"What? I broke my arm and you will violate our military orders? Those who violate my orders will be killed!" Mo Long shouted.

"I don't dare!" The soldiers were so angry when they saw Mo Long moved, so they hurriedly stood down and did not dare to move rashly.

"Get on the horse! Stop the army!" Mo Long's voice was unquestionable, and he was the first to hop on the horse.

After all, the Black Eagle Camp was well-trained and Mo Long had prestige. The remaining soldiers stared at Amu hard, all wanting to cut Amu, but no one dared not to get on the horse.

When you come, you are like a dragon and a tiger, but when you go, you are covered in dust.

No one would have thought that the Black Eagle Camp of the Northland Imperial Guards did not even enter the gate of the Wang family in Liuzhen.

People in Liuzhen were talking a lot, and the Wang family in Liuzhen was afraid that the north would be shocked by what happened today.

"Commander, look!" The Black Hawk soldier was about to leave when a soldier suddenly pointed to the northwest.

I saw dust and smoke rolling on the official road in the distance, and I was afraid that more than a hundred people would come by the wind and lightning.

"White Tiger Camp?" A soldier shouted first with sharp eyes.

"Prince! Prince Zhennan has arrived!" Someone shouted.

As soon as this statement was made, soldiers, including Mo Long, were all excited.

The Murong clan of the northern country is a branch of the Great Murong Dynasty in the Northern Wilderness. He has controlled the northern country for 800 years. The current king Murong Zhen is kind and peaceful.

Murong Tong, the king of Zhennan, was Murong Zhen's younger brother. He was talented and had a million soldiers. He was famous in the northern country and was powerful in the Northern Wilderness. Even in the Great Murong Dynasty in the Northern Wilderness, he also had a place in the Great Murong Dynasty in the Northern Wilderness.

This time Mo Long asked for a coffin under the order of King Zhennan, but he never expected King Zhennan would visit Liuzhen in person.

While talking, the more than a hundred riders came close to the front. The old street of Liu Town was not spacious, but the more than a hundred riders were divided into two rows and entered in one after another without any confusion. People were arched and neighed, full of energy, and stood in front of Liu Wang's house.

The leader was wearing an ink dragon robe, with curly beard and green eyes, and his eyebrows were on his temples. His aura was like a dragon, and he was powerful without anger.

It was Murong Tong, the southern king of Beiguo Town.

"See the King's Charity Thousand Years!" The Black Hawk soldier led by Mo Long hurriedly rolled off his saddle and half-kneeled on the ground to worship.

"The king's lord's lord's life?" When did the people in Liuzhen meet the king?

The other people knelt down smartly, and then they realized that they were kneeling down. The darkness fell to their knees, and everyone shouted, "Thousands of Thousands of Thousands of Thousands of Thousands of Thousands of Thousands of Thousands of Thousands of Thousands of Thousands of Thousands of Thousands of Thousands of Thousands of Thousands of Thousands of Thousands of Th

Only Amu was facing the door in the courtyard, with a momentum like a dragon, standing upright, not kneeling or worshiping.

At this time, two Liuzhen officials knelt out of the crowd, kowtowed like pounding garlic, and claimed to be a death sentence. In fact, Liuzhen was not big, and the Wang family was so disturbed just now that they had arrived early, but they didn't show up, thinking that they could escape the trouble.

But at this time, the King of Zhennan was personally coming, so they dared not hide. If they were to investigate, they would not be able to protect their crimes of dereliction of duty. They had never seen King of Zhennan, but the ink dragon robe was the only one in the northern country. King of Zhennan was famous and even better than the emperor. How could they dare to hide?

But Murong Tong, the King of Zhennan, waved his hand to signal them to get up, and didn't even say anything to them, and at the same time, he also asked the people to get up.

"My subordinates are incompetent and have insulted the king's order!" Mo Long bowed his head deeply to apologize.

Murong Tong glanced at Mo Long, then glanced at the other Black Hawk soldiers. Seeing the death and injury, he understood in his heart.

"Mr. Mo, it's not your fault that you asked you to wait for a coffin, which has indeed insulted the immortal! You are waiting to flash aside and wait for the king to ask for a coffin in person!"

As soon as this sentence came out, the face of the Black Hawk Camp soldiers who were a little angry just now changed.

"Immortal? The King of Zhennan wants to ask for a coffin in person?"

Mo Long's expression did not change, and he thanked him, leading his subordinates to stand aside and treat his injuries from behind.

King Murong Tong of Zhennan dismounted, and he was over 100 feet tall and walked on a dragon and tiger step, and then he arrived at the door of the Wang family.

At this time, Amu was standing in the courtyard, just standing far away with him. The power of the northern kingdom town and the southern king could not beat Amu at all.

But Murong Tong didn't care, but clasped his fists at Amu and said aloud:

"Murong Tong of the Northern Kingdom asked the brother to inform him that he would like to see Senior Wang Jue if there is any important matter!"

What an identity of the King of the Southern King of Beiguo Town, and such a tone made everyone's face suddenly change.

What kind of person is this Wang Jue who can make the King of Beiguo Town and Nan surrender to the nobles like this and call him a senior.

Not only other people, but even Amu's expression changed. He thought that the King of Zhennan would inevitably have big trouble when he came.

However, at this time, the King of Zhennan said sincerely and looked respectful, which was not like a false statement. Although he knew that his master was extremely unparalleled, he did not expect that his master would have such power without leaving Liuzhen.
To be continued...