"Master Qi, the person who came here does not look like Qianyu Jiangguo, but is somewhat similar to Fengyun Dynasty, Tianyuan Zun's cultivation level. Moreover," the man glanced at Xiao Fan who was at the top, and after hesitating for a while, he finally He hesitated and said, "Moreover, that man was still yelling and cursing in front of the military formation, saying that His Highness the Crown Prince was a fake!"
Bang!
A King of Martial Arts got angry and smashed the table, "What an arrogant kid, do you really think that no one can subdue him after half a step to King of Martial Arts?"
"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is protected by his personal bodyguards, and he has a tiger talisman on him. How can he be slandered by this young man from the Fengyun Dynasty for nothing!"
"Your Highness, please sit down for a moment. After I kill that shameless person, I will send him his head to relieve His Highness the Crown Prince's anger!"
After saying that, he glanced sideways at the soldier who came to report the news, and left the tent with a cold snort.
He is a member of Xiao Fan¡¯s line, so naturally he has to stand up for the prince at this time.
However, all the Martial Kings were left in the camp to wait silently. The pressure of the Martial King Realm was gradually revealed. The soldiers who reported the message gradually turned pale, and sweat dropped from their heads. It was obvious that they could no longer withstand this suffocating pressure.
"It's none of your business, go down." The general ordered calmly.
Immediately, the mountain-like pressure on the soldier dissipated in an instant.
After the soldier left with gratitude, the camp suddenly fell into a deathly silence.
Whether the prince is real or fake, they naturally have their own answers in their hearts.
If the rumors are false, why did Xiao Fan suddenly abandon his army and come all the way to the northern border, and then dispatch Tiger Talisman to mobilize his army to march into the capital?
Power makes people intoxicated, but the most important thing is that the general is willing to follow Xiao Fan.
What Ye Qiu said is taboo.
But now it has been exposed in public. What should the soldiers in the border army think?
The most important thing is, what do you think, general?
Xiao Fan clenched his fists nervously, and a deep feeling of powerlessness came to his heart. Even if his nails penetrated his flesh, he could not feel any pain.
He was betting that the general would have greater ambitions, instead of being treated like an abandoned son, thrown on the border between Fengyun Dynasty and Qianyu Kingdom, and not allowed to leave even half a step for decades.
But the feeling of having one's life in the hands of others was suffocating. Xiao Fan looked at the same King Wu with hidden eyes, but the latter only shook his head slightly, signaling Xiao Fan not to act rashly.
A master who is at the peak of the Great Martial King and is only one step away from reaching the Martial King realm can change the outcome of a peak battle.
At this moment, it is obviously not the time for a showdown.
But at this time, the general asked lightly, "How did the people of Fengyun Dynasty cross the border and enter the capital?"
No one answered, because no one knew why a young man from Fengyun Dynasty flew from the direction of the capital.
Xiao Fan was startled, "Could it be that Ye Qiu who fought with the Haezhi for three days and three nights in the Chiye Mist Mountain that Xiao Wuwei mentioned a few days ago?"
This name is like thunder to his ears!
He is also the enemy who competes with him for Tang Xinran. The hatred for killing his father and the hatred for taking his wife are irreconcilable.
The eyes of the martial kings who had heard of this young man's name froze, and their minds could not help but recall those war machines that shocked the past and the present.
Great Yuan Zun, kill King Wu in formation!
The person who died in Ye Qiu's hands was not an ordinary Martial King, but Luo Yueli, a master of weapon refining who had been in the realm of Martial King for many years!
Some of the Martial Kings present still use the weapons made by Luo Yueli!
But how did Ye Qiu come to the capital of Qianyu Kingdom?
Since Xiao Wuwei stayed behind in the middle army and was attacked by the enemy at night and died in battle, Xiao Fan has cut off all sources of information about Ye Qiu. He also doesn¡¯t know how Ye Qiu came here.
At this time, someone asked, "Could it be that Ye Qiu's strength is already comparable to that of King Wu?"
Only King Wu could survive in the hands of Haechi.
Thinking back to those records, obviously, this answer is the most reasonable.
"In this case, the general responsible for guarding Akano Wushan will go out to fight with Ji Huarong."
"yes!"
A King Wu came out of the procession without leaving any trace. He glanced at Xiao Fan worriedly.
Both of them are supporters of Xiao Fan.
But now he was ordered by the general to fight Ye Qiu together.
When he walked out of the tent, he saw Ye Qiu and Ji Huarong fighting neck and neck.
For a time, the sky was colorful and the swordThe anger is raging. Sword Qi gullies more than ten miles long are everywhere.
Both of them are great masters of swordsmanship. Ye Qiu Sheng has a deep and broad understanding of the mysteries, and Ji Hua Rongsheng has strong vitality. No one can take advantage of them when it comes to offense and defense.
The long sword in Ji Huarong's hand spits out more than a foot of sword light, and the light flickers on and off. The powerful energy of King Wu's three transformations, Daoxuan Transformation, is fully revealed.
In the mid-air, the afterglow of the long sword seemed to fill the sky with colorful clouds, covering half of the sky.
Where the two men were fighting, dazzling lights erupted from time to time.
Ye Qiu is holding a red broken sword. On it, the sky has been built with Zhu Hua constantly spitting out, like an ancient beast that is hungry and thirsty, showing its most ferocious fangs.
Can Ling's cold fire, the ghostly color of the fire, was released from Ye Qiu's left hand, turning into milky white fire lotus floating in the sky of the sword energy, slowly lingering around the body.
On it, there is a dragon bird flying up and down, crowing continuously.
"The Sky-Slaying Sword!"
Ye Qiu shouted loudly, and a faint bloody mist suddenly appeared on the surface of the broken red sword in his hand. As time passed slowly, this mist gradually became thicker.
"It's like being infected with demonic blood, with an extraordinary aura."
The fluctuation of this aura has faintly surpassed the power that a first-level Martial King can possess, and even reached the level of the Great Martial King.
At this moment, Hou Chang, who had just walked out of the tent, was shocked. He could no longer worry about Xiao Fan's situation and appeared in mid-air in a flash.
Ji Huarong frowned slightly, "Hou Chang, what are you doing here? What should I do about the prince's safety?"
"General, if I don't come, I will run away!" Hou Chang said in a message, "Destroy this boy quickly, and continue to delay the time to prevent the general from discovering that the tiger charm is fake. When the time comes, the Frontier Army and the Qianyu Army will fight, and the general will forget it. Even if I know I have been cheated, I have to grit my teeth and swallow the result of rebellion!"
It is a fact that Xiao Fan acted daringly.
After the border army leaves the base camp, there will often be a time lag of nearly three days in receiving information from the direction of the capital. If they can use this time to make this misunderstanding turn into reality, it will be their victory!
With two Martial Emperors, plus the support of a peak Martial King, it is obvious that the chance of success has skyrocketed to 50%.
"Solve it quickly? You are thinking very well!" Ji Huarong looked worried, "This kid has treasures on his body, and his body has reached the level of scales and celestial bones!" (Remember this site's website address: www.hlnovel.com