Chapter 215 One Person Can Block A Million Divisions

Cui Ting was clearly determined to eat Mu Ji.

He knew that Mu Ji's sudden defection at this moment naturally relied on him, and when he saw the red-robed female insect, Cui Ting had already guessed what Mu Ji's back hand was. Although he was astonished that Mu Ji could actually obtain such a relic from the previous dynasty, he wasn't panicking in his heart, and his actions were only for the sake of teasing Mu Ji.

At this moment, the foreplay was enough, so it was naturally time to put the net away.

He didn't think that Mu Ji, who had exhausted all of his trump cards and had no cultivation at all, and the sixty thousand defeated soldiers of Big Yellow City could really cause a huge wave from his two hundred thousand cavalry.

He was confident enough to do so.

He looked at the dozen or so soldiers who had already arrived at Mu Ji's side, and his eyes narrowed at that moment.

It was as if he had already seen the beautiful scene when the Beijiang King was imprisoned.

"Great Xia, Qiu Fanping, Jiang Zhichen, and Cui Guozhu."

"Guozhu has never thought about why Qiu Fanping and Jiang Liuhuo have always been trusted by His Majesty, but you, Cui Guozhu, have been fighting outside for two years, yet you have never been able to obtain a Sacred Heart?"

However, even at this moment, the expression on the Beijiang King's face was still terrifyingly calm. He did not look at the surrounding soldiers, but cast his gaze straight at Cui Ting and asked in a calm voice.

Naturally, Cui Ting knew that Mu Ji was definitely not a kind person, so if he asked this question, there would definitely be a follow-up. However, this seemingly inadvertent remark struck his sore spot. He frowned and stretched out his hand, signaling for the surging soldier to temporarily stop.

Then, Cui Ting looked at Mu Ji with a deep gaze and said, "Then, with the meaning of the Northern Region King, why is this?"

This was an obstacle that he, Cui Ting, could never get around.

The emperor of Great Xia, Li Yulin, was indeed the hero of the generation. He had great ambitions and sympathy for the people. He valued virtuous men and traitors. Not only did he wipe out the hidden illnesses that Li Wenjing had brought to Great Xia during his conquest, he also created an unprecedented prosperous era in the two centuries since Great Xia's dynasty began.

But it was such an emperor, However, to him, Cui Ting was the one who opened up the territory for Great Xia, Cui Ting was very annoyed by the fact that there were many gaps between the ministers who had fought outside for many years, and he was also eager to think of ways to obtain results at the border. However, perhaps this kind of quick success and instant benefits made him suffer many defeats when dealing with Chen Country, and he was beaten into pieces by the Tiger Wolf Cavalry in Munch's hands.

"Because …"

A smile appeared on Mu Ji's face.

Today, he seemed to like to show such an expression.

However, it was hard to explain why Cui Ting was particularly unhappy with his appearance. But even so, he still stared at Mu Ji, wanting to get the answer to the question that had troubled him for many years.

"Cui Guozhu is too stupid."

Hearing this, Cui Ting was stunned.

Immediately after, a furious expression appeared on Lord Guozhu's forehead.

"Mu Ji! Do you really think I don't dare to kill you?" As he angrily scolded Mu Ji, the dozen or so armored warriors responded and surrounded Mu Ji once again.

This time, they were extremely aggressive, as if they had no intention of leaving any survivors behind.

The man in white sitting on the wooden chair was as thin as an elk in front of a dozen sturdy warriors. It was as if the elk would be torn to shreds if it touched it slightly.

However, even in the face of such a situation, the smile on the Beijiang King's face did not fade.

…

The gigantic figures of more than a dozen soldiers quickly drowned Mu Ji's thin and weak body.

Xu Han and the others in the distance naturally could not hear Mu Ji's conversation with that Guozhu clearly, but this did not prevent them from seeing that Mu Ji had already torn apart Cui Ting's face from the situation there.

Most of the people who didn't know the situation were still secretly surprised that Mu Ji had suddenly switched sides, but Zhou Zhang's expression changed when he saw this situation, and he was about to step forward. However, he was firmly held back by Xu Han.

"Brother Xu?" He looked at Xu Han in shock and anger and asked in confusion.

"Brother Zhou, if you really believe in the path that the Northern Region King has chosen, you should let him finish by himself. Don't add more variables to this matter." Xu Han's response was extremely calm, but there was an unquestionable sense of certainty in his calm.

After all, this was not the first time he had experienced such a scene.

He could not judge what Mu Ji had done right or wrong, but he knew that once some people made up their minds, no matter how much others said or did, it would be futile.

Hearing this, Zhou Zhang was stunned, wanting to say something.

However, at that moment, a white light suddenly exploded from Mu Ji's location not far away.

That light was extremely dazzling, almost making it impossible for people to look directly at it. It shot out one after another from the cracks that surrounded Mu Ji, like sharp unsheathed swords that instantly filled the surroundings of those armored warriors.

Boom!

Then, a rumbling sound rang out.

At that time, the bodies of the soldiers flew backwards like kites with broken threads. They landed more than ten zhang away, spitting out blood and fainting with their heads tilted.

At this moment, the Beijiang King was still sitting on his wooden chair. His clothes were neat and neat, as if he hadn't been touched by even a single corner of his clothes.

The white light around him lingered, standing in the darkness like a divine being.

This was the first time that a dignified expression appeared on the face of the Great Xia Empire's pillar.

He stared at Mu Ji in front of him and frowned, "I didn't expect His Highness to hide so deeply."

At this moment, the white light around Mu Ji revealed a mighty aura. In addition to his previous performance, it was obvious that he had already cultivated the mighty righteousness of the scholarly scholar to an extremely high realm.

However, this Confucianism and Taoism did not compete in martial arts. They did not have a clear boundary division, nor did they have any external force to rely on. They relied solely on their own comprehension. To some extent, this cultivation method was several times harder than their physical bodies. Such a degree as Mr. Lu was already rare in the world, and at this moment, the aura around Mu Ji seemed to be on par with Mr. Lu.

'"But so what? Does Prince Mu think he can contend against the 200,000 Great Xia cavalry behind me just by relying on his mighty righteousness? Without the Mu Clan Army, your mighty righteousness will only add a little bit of trouble in the end." However, Cui Ting quickly recovered from his brief surprise. He looked at Mu Ji and said with a ferocious expression.

"Sigh." Sitting on a wooden chair, the thin man sighed helplessly.

"Cui Guozhu is still too stupid."

"Things in this world can't be seen through with just a pair of eyes."

After Mu Ji finished speaking, the white light around him suddenly shone brightly at that moment. In front of the dazzling white light, the dense night seemed to have encountered something terrifying, and it faded away one after another. At that time, the light around Mu Ji shone like daylight.

Afterwards, an imposing aura began to surge out of his body. From the moment it appeared, the imposing aura rose endlessly, and in the blink of an eye, it reached the clouds like a bull being pulled out from a dry land.

The starlight on the dome shone brightly against the white light on the man's body.

At that time.

The night seemed to have faded a little.

In front of the large Chengding Town, there was complete silence.

The white-clothed man smiled and leaned forward a little from the wooden chair.

He narrowed his eyes and looked at Cui Ting, whose mouth was wide open and eyes were wide open, and asked, "I don't know …"

"Can this immortal's might block Cui Guozhu's two hundred thousand soldiers?"

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