Volume 1, Chapter 195 Feng Shanke and Dongfang Qinghu.
After a group of people leave.
Wu Yanwang just arrived in a hurry.
Looking at the mess on the ground, he was shocked at first, and then his brows relaxed.
He muttered to himself, and sure enough, Shangguan Yun was right.
That cow is undoubtedly the Bull Overlord.
Then Ye Tingmu and the Fourth Prince will no longer be in danger.
He subconsciously clenched his fists.
What happened today was unexpected.
The saints had arrived, but Wang Changsheng had not informed him.
Is it possible that he has doubts about himself?
He didn't know, but he was definitely on guard against him.
During all these years in Beimang, he has done everything perfectly.
Except for the kidnapping of Dongfang Qingzhu, which was done on his own initiative, everything else was done according to their requirements.
You shouldn't doubt yourself.
But it doesn't matter. He also had a backup plan. He never mentioned a word about the matter of Niu Tianba reported by Shangguan Yun from beginning to end.
He looked up into the distance.
The direction of Tingxin Xiaozhu.
The two energy waves are still raging.
The white-haired fairy's move was too abrupt and disrupted the existing plan.
Since that’s the case, we have no choice but to fight and destroy the eldest prince’s vitality to the greatest extent possible in this battle.
He was not sure whether the Northern Maniac King would die, as such a war was not something he could control.
But he knew that if the Northern Maniac King died.
Wang Changsheng, who is behind the eldest prince, will probably no longer have any scruples and will use all his strength to kill the fourth prince.
By then, I’m afraid it won’t be safe even in Kyushu.
I just don't know whether this white-haired fairy can be used by Ye Tingmu.
Without hesitation, he turned into a long rainbow and shot up.
The target was heading straight for the place where Feng Shanke and Dongfang Qinghu were fighting.
At this time, the pavilion was three hundred meters wide.
Corpses were everywhere.
Armor scattered all over the ground along with blood mist.
In the center of Lingluo battlefield, armored war horses would rush out from time to time, neighing and fleeing in all directions.
Although Feng Shanke is a quasi-saint.
His strength is not as good as that of a saint, but it is naturally stronger than those who have entered the saint realm.
Now more than half an hour has passed since the battle broke out.
Dongfang Qinghu has completely fallen into a disadvantage.
It was only thanks to the charge of thousands of cavalry that the battle was able to last until now.
Feng Shanke swung his sword, and the bright blade raged.
The evil wind blew up, accompanied by cold snow, and swept in.
Dongfang Qinghu was unable to dodge and had to choose to take it head-on.
Energy wants to collide.
There was another roar.
The Eastern Qinghu was like a rocket that was launched into the sky.
Fly out backwards.
It flew for dozens of meters before landing.
He thrust the Green Dragon Crescent Blade into the ground.
Dragging out a ravine.
Just now he stabilized his body.
He raised his head, his tiger eyes fixed on the blood mist on the battlefield.
His expression was extremely heavy.
Ten thousand elite cavalrymen were all wiped out in one battle, including several extraordinary generals.
However, he still lost to Feng Shanke, and now he feels a little regretful.
He should have led his troops to flatten the wetland a few days ago.
At that time, this boy had not yet made a breakthrough, so I would definitely be able to kill him.
Feng Shanke walked out of the blood mist, the sword in his hand lowered.
Glowing with cold light.
He sneered and said, "Dongfang Qinghu, things are different now. You are no longer my opponent."
Dongfang Qinghu's eyes were as sharp as a square. He stood up straight, with trickles of blood flowing from his forehead and chest, staining his iron armor red.
He looked at Feng Shanke and said calmly, "I didn't expect you to break through so quickly."
"Hahahaha..." Feng Shanke laughed, and then pointed the sword forward.
He continued, "There's nothing I can do. This is fate. I'm destined to become a saint."
"Heh... Saint, but you want to kill the royal family today. You are really brave."
"So what? I have my own protectors. There's no point in saying more. Please get out of the way. I don't want to kill anyone from the Dongfang family."
Dongfang Qinghu put his big hand over his jaw.
"Why, are you scared?"
Feng Shanke lowered his eyes coldly.
"Afraid...why should I be afraid?"
Dongfang Qinghu shook his sword when he heard this.
"when...."
"Then as long as this general survives today, you will never get through this place."
Feng Shanke clicked his tongue when he heard this and thought to himself, this Dongfang Qinghu is truly loyal and brave.
But he didn't dare to kill.
As for why?
Dongfang Shuo is still alive.
Although it was said above that there is no need to be afraid of Dongfang Shuo, this man cannot leave Banyueju in Mangshan.
As for the reason, it is not mentioned above.
However, Feng Shanke did not dare to kill the other person's second son. If he really angered the old man, he would probably be killed by a thunderbolt.
His enemies are not the Dongfang family, but Ye Tingmu and Feng He.
How arrogant of you to kill the leader of my third hall.
If he had known that this day would come, he would not have cared about Wu Yanwang's warning and would have taken action directly to kill all of them in Shangyun.
"It's useless. The Ye family brothers and sisters are probably dead now. There are more saints coming this time than just me, hahahaha..."
"Why waste so much time talking to him? Just kill him right away."
Suddenly a sudden voice sounded.
The two of them subconsciously looked in the direction of the sound.
King Wu Yan, with cold eyes and a sullen face, walked out from the darkness.
The hunched figure looked even colder in the moonlight.
He just walked calmly to Feng Shanke's side and spoke to him.
"Congratulations to the Sect Master for breaking free from the shackles and becoming the 39th Saint in the Nine Provinces."
The two were obviously stunned by the sudden appearance of Wu Yanwang.
There was a hint of disdain in Feng Shanke's eyes.
His former boss is now nothing more than a nobody in his eyes.
However, the death of the head of the third hall was also related to him, and he needed an explanation.
But not now.
"Deputy City Lord Wu, why are you here?"
King Wu smiled.
He said in a cold voice: "Of course I am here to help you kill this Dongfang Qinghu."
Dongfang Qinghu also frowned, and the look of surprise in his eyes became even more intense.
How did these two get together now?
Could it be...?
A good soldier is a good strategist;
Almost in an instant.
He immediately realized that the King Wu in front of him was a member of the eldest prince's group.
He snorted coldly.
"Wu Yanwang, you hid it so well. I really didn't expect you to do that."
"General, there are many things you don't know, but there is no need for you to know them. Master Feng, what are you waiting for? Kill him."
Feng Shanke glanced at him out of the corner of his eye when he heard this.
"The mission I received was to kill the Fourth Prince, not the Dongfang family. If you want to kill him, you can do it yourself."
Obviously, he is no longer willing to listen to Wu Yanwang's words.
Now he has entered the ranks of saints.
As long as I consolidate my power a little, after a few years, I will completely master the order of heaven and earth, and my status will naturally be higher than yours as a deputy city lord.
His reaction was naturally within Wu Yanwang's expectations.
As a former collaborator, or nominal subordinate, he still knew Feng Shanke.
"Okay, since Sect Master Feng said so, then I will do it."
As he spoke, he drew his waist and the judge's pen appeared in his hand.
Feng Shanke put away his sword and hugged it to his chest.
"Please... Deputy City Lord Wu."
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