Chapter 792

At this moment, the field suddenly became quiet

"Pretty fire, how could he save his father?"

Manhua frowned.

The young man in white is not old, and his cultivation will not be too strong.

"Young master manhuo, manwang has been caught. We should find a more powerful martial artist to save manwang. What's the use of this boy!"

"Yes, young master manhuo, it's not too late now. Let's go quickly. It's too late if we don't go again!"

These people shook their heads and didn't look at Chu Xingyu!

"Kuang Xing, now go to the imperial city and ask for help from the palace experts!"

"The rest listen to the order and go to the border with me to drag the people of fengsha country!"

After thinking over and over again, Manhua ordered.

The warriors of the wind sand country must be better than them. Now their only way is to delay.

"Chu Xing, rain, please save my father!"

Manhuo knelt down again and asked for a way.

This time, his attitude was very sincere, and his expression was a little painful.

Chu Xingyu's heart moved slightly.

Manhuo is very honest. How about helping manhuo yourself

"Man Wangfu, do you want to die now?"

When Manhua took the experts in the mansion to prepare to save his father, Chu Xingyu spoke.

"What do you want to say?"

Manhua looks at Chu Xingyu with a bad face.

Chu Xingyu was sneering when he spoke just now. He seemed to be mocking the people in the royal palace.

"I don't know how strong the martial arts of the wind sand country are, but what I know is that you martial arts who claim to be experts in the house are like mole ants in the eyes of the martial arts of the wind sand country."

"If you go now, you may be trapped by them!"

"At that time, it goes without saying to rescue the Barbarian King. Even you will be caught by them. They can catch all the people in the barbarian palace of the enemy country. I'm afraid the martial arts of the windblown sand country will make great achievements after they go back."

Chu Xingyu's tone was calm and his words were justified. Although the young man's tone was so ironic, he said it was really convincing.

"So now we can only watch the enemy arrogant and take the Barbarian King back?"

An old man looked unwilling.

"Of course not. You can save the Barbarian King?"

Chu Xingyu's tone was indifferent.

"You have said that our strength is obviously not the opponent of the martial arts of the wind sand country. How can we save the Barbarian King?"

The old man sighed.

Although the other martial artists did not speak, they agreed with the old man.

"Because of me, the king can be saved!"

Chu Xingyu said confidently.

"Just you?"

Everyone was stunned and asked Qi Qi.

There was a touch of disdain in their eyes.

"Follow me if you don't believe me!"

Chu Xingyu was too lazy to talk nonsense with them and rushed out of manwang Fu immediately.

"Go, follow me!"

Manhua was skeptical and chased Chu Xingyu with a vast team.

At the border, a group of soldiers in black are rushing to fengsha country.

Behind them, there were several headhunters who were taller than horses. They dragged a huge cage together.

A middle-aged warrior dressed in brocade robes but scarred was held in the cage.

This middle-aged warrior is the king of barbarism!

"Cheng Bingku!"

When I saw the face of one of the martial artists in black, everyone in Prince Manfu was surprised.

The man in black is Cheng Bingku. He is a capable general under the Barbarian King. Unexpectedly, he has become the running dog of the wind sand country.

"Don't be impulsive!"

Chu Xingyu looked at the excited people in Prince Manfu and immediately persuaded them.

But it's still late.

They appeared one after another in front of the warriors of the windy sand country.

"A group of pig teammates!"

Chu Xingyu sighed.

If they don't appear in front of the warriors of the wind sand country, Chen Shi can take the Barbarian King away without anyone noticing.

However, this group of pig teammates did not listen to their advice and appeared in front of the warriors of the wind sand country.

After alerting the warriors of the windblown sand country, it has become very difficult to save the Barbarian King.

"Oh, this is not Manhua, the eldest son of manwang. What brings you here?"

When Cheng Bingku saw Manhua, he smiled vaguely at the corners of his mouth.

"Bastard, thanks to my father's kindness to you, you betrayed my father and became the running dog of the wind sand country!"

My teeth are itchy.

"Manhua boy, I don't like to hear that. What's a running dog?"

"This is called the death of a scholar for a confidant. The wind sand country gives me a very generous reward. In return, I have to invite my master King man to attend the banquet of the wind sand country."

Cheng Bingku's tone was gloomy and sneered.

"Dog, I want you to die today!"

"Cheng Bingku, the Lord treats you well. You treat him like this. I swear I won't be a man if I don't kill you today!"

"Cheng Bingku, I'll sacrifice your head to heaven!"

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Everyone in Prince man's residence was furious and shouted to kill Cheng Bingku.

"Hum, you also want to be a guest in the windy sand country, so put your horse here!"

Cheng Bingku sneered, and the black clad warrior immediately lined up behind him.

Most of the martial arts practitioners in King man's mansion have four levels of accomplishments in tianwu territory, and a few can reach six levels. Among them, the strongest one in King man's mansion is Manhua, and their accomplishments are no more than seven levels in tianwu territory.

The martial arts practitioners of the windy sand country brought by themselves are all above the eight levels of tianwu territory.

They can't even beat the Barbarian King. Now they are more than enough to deal with the shrimp and crab generals in the barbarian palace.

The warriors from Prince manwang's mansion rushed to kill, and the blacks in the windy sand country immediately rushed to kill the past.

In an instant, the two sides fought fiercely together.

The energy fluctuates and roars out, the light and shadow of the sword, the flesh and blood are blurred.

Figures flew away in the groans of pain.

"Kill!"

Manhua's arms burst with green veins, and a roaring knife awn shook with Cheng Bingku.

Pen!

The loud noise roared. Under this strong force, Manhua stepped back one after another. He covered his chest and his face was pale.

WOW! He finally couldn't bear it, and a mouthful of blood gushed out.

Manhua's heart is cold. With his own strength, he is not Cheng Bingku's opponent at all.

"Kill!"

At this moment, the sword light surged in the hands of a martial artist in black.

At the next moment, the old man in Prince manwang's house flew out powerlessly.

In an instant, there were fewer than ten people left of the hundred and ten people Manhua brought from Prince manwang's house.

"Tut Tut, it's over without warm-up!"

Cheng Bingku shook his head with pity in his eyes.

"Prince man's mansion is the last person to die in the war. He will also kill you, Cheng Bingku!"

With a loud cry, Manhua rushed up again with ten martial artists behind him.

"Let me kill Manhua!"

A warrior beside Cheng Bingku rushed out directly.

He was so fast that he came to Manhua in an instant.

Manhua was surprised that he was likely to die at this moment.

Shua!

Sure enough, at that moment, a smear of blood spattered directly from his eyes.

Is this the smell of death.

However, it was strange that he didn't have any pain, but the man in black fell down directly in front of him.

At this time, a cold voice suddenly sounded.

"The warriors of the windblown sand Kingdom, from now on, get out of the Qianlong Warring States!"

Chu Xingyu, holding the sword of killing God, said faintly with a cold face.

There is still wet blood on the sword of killing God