Volume 1, Chapter 220: Meet the King of East Desert.

“Huh…Huh…”

Scorching hot summers and cold winters.

A gust of wind suddenly blew in the valley of Shuiyunjian.

The wind is not cold, it blows across my cheeks and makes me feel slightly itchy.

But there was an unknown chill coming from the waist.

Thousands of cavalry entered the valley, the sounds of iron horses and golden swords were deafening, but there was something strange in this valley.

Not a single frightened bird flew out.

No sound of insects could be heard.

It's midsummer now.

"Be careful, something's wrong."

Xu Pingan said softly.

Suddenly, there was a commotion in front of the team.

The war horses neighed.

Chu Ge gave an order.

"Arrangement."

"roar....."

Ten thousand cavalry are ready to go.

Ye Tingmu couldn't help but tighten the reins subconsciously.

I saw the road ahead, in the canyon.

On the only way to go, there is a figure leaning against a huge rock cliff.

The man clasped his hands around the sword.

Wearing a black hat and a black suit, he looked very mysterious.

Everyone's expression tensed.

"Who is blocking the way?"

Facing the questioning of the soldiers.

The man said nothing.

Just look up.

Then a cold light flashed in his eyes.

He suddenly drew his sword and rushed towards the young commander who was leading the group.

The sword shines brightly.

Ye Tingmu narrowed his eyes. How dare a mere extraordinary person charge into the battle?

Chu Ge saw this.

At some point, a silver dragon spear appeared in his hand.

He threw it suddenly.

The gun shot out like a dragon.

A roar.

The spear was as swift as the wind.

Flash by.

"ah....."

Pfft....

Bang....

The extraordinary person was pierced straight through the chest.

They were even nailed to the cliffs on both sides along with the spears.

Blood gushed out from the mountain pass.

The white feathers on the spear were dyed red.

The extraordinary swordsman who blocked the road died.

But he still held the sword tightly in his hand.

Saint versus extraordinary.

Like an elder to a baby.

It's that simple.

Killed with one shot.

However, this is a bit too unbelievable.

Xu Ping'an opened his eyes.

Looking at the surrounding valley, he shouted loudly.

"Since we are already here, why hide? Do the saints like to be rats in the sewer?"

"Hahahaha... As expected of Palace Master Xu."

"Amitabha, good, good, good."

"Wulian Tianzun, I didn't expect that Palace Master Xu would notice it."

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Several voices rang out.

And as the sound rang out.

Six figures appeared one after another in all directions.

Among the people who came, three were wearing Taoist robes.

Two others were wearing dresses embroidered with ocean waves.

The most eye-catching thing is that there is a monk wearing a cassock among them.

But the only thing they have in common is that all six of them are saints.

Ye Tingmu's eyes swept over the six people one by one.

The fourth level of sainthood, the sixth level of sainthood, the fifth level of sainthood, the fourth level of sainthood, the fifth level of sainthood, and the last big man, who has the cultivation level of the eighth level of sainthood.

Moreover, he had once stabbed one of these Heavenly Masters.

Although it was just a clone at that time.

I just don’t know if the person in front of me is also a clone.

Chu Ge waved his hand and took the spear.

"What a grand occasion! The Six Saints have come, and even Pavilion Master Qi from Tingchao Pavilion has come."

Qi Qianqiu was floating calmly in the air.

His face was full of smiles.

"For the sake of my grandson, I have no choice but to go there in person."

Xu Ping'an lowered his brows.

"Have you ever thought about it? You are trying to kill the future emperor of Kyushu."

"Hahaha...Xu Ping'an, stop deceiving yourself. Since ancient times, victors have been kings and losers have been bandits. You said he is the emperor of Jiuzhou, so does that mean he is the emperor of Jiuzhou? The emperor of Jiuzhou can only be my grandson, the eldest prince Chao Xiao."

Chu Ge was impatient to begin with. He was already annoyed by what the other party was saying, so he said directly: "Lao Xu, why waste time talking to them? If you want to fight, just fight..."

But at this time, Qi Qianqiu's gaze fell in the direction of Ye Tingmu and others.

When he saw Feng He's face, he was extremely surprised.

Whispering softly.

“Is it really similar?”

But then he finally focused his attention on Dahei.

Looking at Dahei, a look of fear appeared in Qi Qianqiu's eyes.

He edited in the air.

"Junior Qi Qianqiu, I have met the King of the Eastern Wasteland."

Li Changshou felt a little weak and didn't dare to look at Da Hei Niu.

It was obvious that he was still traumatized by the beating he got last time.

Xu Ping'an and Chu Ge looked at the big black bull at the same time.

The King of the Eastern Wasteland...

Although they had heard people mention that Dahei once killed a saint's clone with his bare hands.

Do you know that he is not an ordinary cow?

But this King of the Eastern Wilds...deeply touched the consciousness of the two.

There has only been one king in the Eastern Wilderness, and that was Niu Batian.

The immortal was killed 3000 years ago.

How could they not be surprised?

However, while they were horrified, they also felt a little happy.

I couldn't help but look at Ye Tingmu.

No wonder this kid is so calm and composed.

It seems like there is such a skilled bull hiding beside me.

But since the other party knew that Niu Batian was here, how could they dare to come?

This left the two of them puzzled.

I think both Wang Changsheng and Qi Qianqiu are not reckless men.

I will definitely not do anything that I am not sure of.

So there must be a conspiracy here.

And Wang Changsheng has not shown up since then.

The big black bull knew it was time to show up.

He just looked at everyone and slowly stood up.

Then he looked proudly at the six figures in the sky.

There is disdain in his eyes and amusement at the corners of his mouth.

He stood upright between heaven and earth, looking so majestic and domineering.

Although this is not the first time I have seen it like this.

But now seeing him again, Ye Tingmu was still a little touched.

He swallowed the scum subconsciously.

The soldiers around were obviously a little panicked.

Anyone who sees a cow like this will not be scared.

All I heard was the big black bull's mouth opening and closing.

The clear sound broke through the air.

It's like a huge bell, floating from far away.

"Young man, since you know that I am here, why do you dare to come?"

Its voice is so loud that it makes people's eardrums ring, and it is even more matched by its current appearance.

It can be said that it has no deterrent effect.

"Amitabha, good, good, I didn't expect that the former king of the East Wasteland, Niu Batian, is still alive. This really shocks me, a monk."

Ye Tingmu's brows furrowed even tighter. Why is there such a bald man here?

The intelligence did not mention any monks among the nine heavenly masters and three elders.

Could it be that there are reinforcements hiding behind the eldest prince?

Moreover, he discovered that Wang Changsheng didn't seem to be present in the scene.

That guy is a ninth-level saint.

It must still be hiding in the dark.

Qi Qianqiu bowed.

He said: "We naturally do not want to compete with the seniors, but today we come here, we only want one person, and I hope the seniors can agree."

Big Black put his hooves on his hips and said in a coquettish tone, "Oh... tell me, who do you want?"

Qi Qianqiu raised his right hand and pointed it at Feng He.

“I want him…”