The king looked at the eighth prince coldly: "But you dare, you dare to do anything. You still listen to that Huang Feng, and you still want to kill me. You don't even think about it, as long as the master next to me can kill him with just a move of his fingers.

You guys."

Although the king said this, he felt distressed in his heart.

This time, the Eighth Prince colluded with Mo Batian and killed many of his masters and soldiers.

Especially that birdman Mo Batian, who killed two Nascent Soul masters last night, and killed a few more today.

What made him even more angry was that the stupid eighth brother actually bribed more than a dozen Nascent Soul masters.

When these people took action, they killed many of them.

Now that they came to suppress them, the rebels were so frightened that they knelt down and begged for mercy.

But this time, they killed at least more than 100,000 troops. These people required a lot of resources to obtain.

Originally, the king wanted to ask the masked man in black to call them to take action earlier, but there was no other way. Not all the Eighth Prince's people had come out yet, so he had to use this method.

Alas, as the man in black said, a soldier's strength lies in his skill, not in his numbers.

Just like Mo Batian, they were able to kill so many people with just a few people, and so far not a single person had died, which really made him angry.

Thinking of this, the king glared at Mo Huasong and shouted: "Mo Batian, do you obey me?"

"Haha, why should I obey you?" Mo Batian rolled his eyes at the king angrily.

"Hahaha, as long as you are willing to obey me, follow me, and swear to martial arts, I will marry my daughter, Princess Ninth, to you." The king shouted loudly.

"Father." When the ninth princess heard what her father said, she stamped her feet angrily.

If she was allowed to marry Mo Batian, it would be better to let her die.

The Ninth Princess thought about the scene when Mo Batian reached into her arms just now, and she really wanted to kill him.

Mo Huasong shook his head and said, "I don't want her."

"What?" Princess Ninth became angry when she heard this.

With such a noble status, Mo Batian still dares to despise him, he deserves to die.

The king ignored this and continued to ask Mo Huasong: "What do you want?"

"I want your head, will you give it to me?" Mo Huasong asked with a smile.

Mo Huasong was not a fool. The king thought that he was the one who killed Hua Tianyu, so he would definitely not let him go so lightly. Everyone knew about settling accounts after the fall.

"Well, Mo Batian, I think you are looking for death. I have a love for talents, but I never thought you would dare to treat me like this. Come on, kill Mo Batian, and I will reward you heavily.

"The king shouted loudly.

There is no hope for the Eighth Prince now. Eighty percent of his men have knelt down to beg for mercy and dare not resist anymore.

The Eighth Prince was also being watched by several masters. As long as the opponent made a move, he would be finished.

Now the king is thinking of destroying the Eighth Prince's martial arts and taking the opportunity to kill him.

"Come on, I will let you know how powerful I am." Mo Huasong disagreed.

With such strength, would I still be afraid of those people?

"King, let me lead people to kill Mo Batian." At this moment, a woman suddenly jumped out from behind, and it turned out to be Lu Yunyi.

Mo Huasong saw Lu Yunyi and sneered: "Lu Yunyi, you bitch, I thought you had gone somewhere, but I didn't expect you to be the king's lover? You are tired of me playing with you.

It's strange that the king still wants you."

"What? Are you tired of playing with her?" The king's face changed drastically when he heard this.

At that time, Lu Yunyi came to seek refuge with him. He was attracted by Lu Yunyi's appearance and pure body. In addition, Lu Yunyi was also a master of Nascent Soul strength, which made him drool.

However, the king also knew that Yuanying's strength was not easy to conquer.

If we had to force it, we might end up with a corpse instead of a living person.

Especially Lu Yunyi's strength is very strong. After he used the resources, he was actually in the middle stage of Nascent Soul. I really didn't expect it.

As for Lu Yunyi's current strength, only the few masters around him can deal with Lu Yunyi.

Therefore, the king did not dare to act rashly, lest something unexpected happen and Lu Yunyi become his enemy.

Lu Yunyi vowed to kill Mo Batian, so let Lu Yunyi do it.

Lu Yunyi glared at Mo Batian and shouted: "Mo Batian, I will make your death very ugly."

"Then come on." Mo Huasong disagreed. Even if he couldn't kill the king and the others today, if he wanted to escape, these people couldn't stop him.

However, Mo Huasong didn't want to miss such an opportunity. After all, there must be many agencies in the palace, and it would not be easy for him to rush in rashly.

But now that the king has come out here, it is his chance to destroy them.

"Kill." Lu Yunyi flew towards Mo Huasong with several Nascent Soul masters behind him. She didn't believe it. With so many of them, they couldn't kill Mo Batian.

When Mo Huasong saw Lu Yunyi and the others flying over, he sneered and flew forward.

In fact, he can now use the fifth-grade attack talisman to deal with Lu Yunyi, but it was not his original intention to let Lu Yunyi die so easily.

He wanted to torture Lu Yunyi and make her regret living in this world.

"Whoosh." Mo Huasong's long sword shot forward, and he also flew forward at the same time.

"Hahaha, Mo Batian is just one person, we can definitely kill him." A master with early Yuanying strength next to him laughed proudly. He wanted to show off next to Lu Yunyi and show that he was also very powerful.

But just after he laughed, a white light shot towards him, that was the sword spirit.

In fact, in the fight just now, Sword Spirit and Black Ghost Fire didn't do much.

As Mo Huasong became stronger, they also became stronger.

Especially in the world of cultivation, Mo Huasong spent so much money to restore Sword Spirit's soul, which is not an excuse. Now Sword Spirit's strength is no worse than Mo Huasong.

The Sword Spirit always attacks in a sneak attack, and can even get hit when others don't pay attention.

"Ah." The master saw a flash of white light and ran away quickly, but was still shot by the sword spirit.

When the sword spirit enters his body, he will not survive.

"boom."

I saw that the master's body exploded, and then he died beyond belief.

At this time, Black Ghost Fire also took action. He attacked another master on the right who was only at the early stage of Nascent Soul.

"Ah." The other master couldn't escape the attack of the black ghost fire, and quickly disappeared from sight.

"What, what's going on?" When everyone saw this weird thing happening, they backed away in fear.
Chapter completed!