I Really Don’t Want To Be a Natural Disaster

Vol 2 Chapter 948: Kill the king

When Lin Yi appeared on the battlefield as an apocalypse assassin,

There is not much difference between being guarded by one person and being surrounded by hundreds of people.

It is possible, maybe, seemingly, that there should be a chance to find Yilin's cultivator in stealth state, all of whom were attracted to the distant center of the battlefield by Yilin's high-profile opening method.

In Yi Rin's eyes, the King Zhudong, who was wearing special armor with only eyes and nostrils exposed from head to toe, was actually not much different from a stripped and washed lamb.

The only difference is that,

Wear and don't wear.

"Freedom Deconstruction!"

Yi Rin walked through the crowd with ease, and silently came behind the Zhudong King.

I saw Yi Rin's palm glowing with white light, and a shadow of a throne flashed behind him. He pressed his hand on the head of the iron-clad turtle of the King Zhudong. No, it was the head of the iron-clad turtle shell... Forget it, it's all Same.

Parse, calculate, decompose.

The iron armor made of stainless steel is broken down and peeled off.

King Zhudong's intuitive heavy head lightened, and before he had time to experience the pleasure of "pulling through the clouds and mist to see the blue sky", he felt a cold hand pressing lightly on top of his head.

A cool neck.

"Cuckoo-"

Hot blood poured into the air pipe in large quantities, and the King Zhudong made a violent choking sound—this was Yi Rin’s familiar and long-lost throat-cutting technique.

"Dongwang's dog head, the Apocalypse Assassin took it away!"

Yilin let out a long whistle, flew up, and swaggered away while a group of soldiers were dumbfounded and in excruciating pain.

…

…

The King of the East is dead!

died!

Died inexplicably!

Suddenly dead!

"Woo-woo-woo-woooo!"

On the side of the Eastern King's Army, the horn soldiers of Shen Harmony's way of reporting news blew the horn of "three longs and two shorts", and the long, humming sound, like the tone of a suona, resounded through the battlefield.

Although the situation on the battlefield was chaotic, people stepped on people, crowded people, and cut people.

But there is an obvious advantage that good and bad things spread quickly.

Once the horn sounded, the soldiers in front would react instantly and automatically translate the horn sound into corresponding information in their minds.

"The King of the East!"

"East Prince is dead!"

"Some people are dead, but he is still alive! Lord Dong Wang has always lived in the heart of the little one!"

"The death of Lord Dong must be meaningful!"

"In this life, Prince Dong, even if he died, he has no regrets!"

Because of the death of King Zhudong, it spread all over the battlefield.

The Eastern Royal Army was in chaos.

At the moment when the news of the death of King Zhudong spread across the battlefield, every soldier in King Dong's army lost his will to fight.

Because at this moment, they have no reason to continue fighting.

Defeat... like a mountain!

on the contrary,

The King of Zhennan's side was soaring, even without the general's flag order, facing the Dongwang army who fled the battlefield in embarrassment and collapsed, they raised the reins as if they were beaten with blood, and the messy horseshoes stepped out a rhythmic mourning song, Charge forward.

"kill!"

"Slaughter the East King Pig!"

"Nan Wangye is the destiny!"

"Nan Wangye is invincible!"

"Nan Wangye is unparalleled in the world!"

On the battlefield, what the two sides fight for is momentum, slogan, and strength.

On the battlefield, on the premise that the enemy and us are not disparate, mental strength is the first-order weapon.

Not to mention, the Eastern King's Army lost one head in terms of the number of troops, and the defeat was set.

…

No one noticed.

Or that no one saw it at all.

There was a cloud in the dark sky.

A dark cloud that blends with the color of the night.

The dark cloud covered the top, and suddenly, a large hole opened silently in the middle of the dark cloud.

It's like someone, living in the clouds, stabbed a sword and pierced the sky.

And in that cloud cave, the wind and clouds gathered together, and a huge "cloud sword" hung in the center of the cloud cave and was about to fall.

…

In the barracks of the King of Zhennan.

The battle report came.

The king in the east has fallen.

King Zhennan's tea-making hand trembled slightly, and he rubbed the jade wrench on his thumb with force, frowning on both sides.

Although it was an expected victory, it was too quick and too easy.

I, Xia Xingchen, won!

In the battle between the four kings, Xia Xingchen has already won!

King Zhengbei, no, he has now become the King of the West who is entrenched in the Western Regions.

now,

In Qingdu, the old officials who were loyal to the late emperor have been purged.

At this moment, Qingdu is an empty city.

A... an empty city awaiting the arrival of the Son of Heaven!

He Zhennan King is destined to sweep all the enemies and step on the throne of the emperor that should belong to him!

I, Xia Xingchen, is the real emperor!

"Heh, hehe, hey, hehe...hahahaha-"

At first, Xia Xingchen suppressed a smile in the military tent,

But then I couldn't help it anymore, and the more I laughed, the louder and more joyful I became.

In this world, no one can stop him from taking that position!

…

Xia Xingchen's laughter could be heard from the tent.

outside the account,

The old gentleman frowned, and there was a trace of disdain in his eyes.

What about the throne of the Emperor, and what about the Son of True Destiny? If it weren't for killing the Son of True Destiny, the interference would be too great. As the wind protector of the Moruo Temple, he could kill him at will, or even buy one for one.

The layout is small.

Only immortality is the cultivator's lifelong pursuit.

The old gentleman, Feng Hufa, gave a cheerful laughter to King Zhennan in the account and showed his disdainful eyes. He stared solemnly at the hazy cloud sword in the sky, and said softly:

"The person from Tianjianmen can't leave the immortal island in the sky, and such a condensed sword intent penetrates the sky and the earth, and the sword intent has not yet appeared, so people can't help but fear, this person clearly came here with his body... What is it? Who? When things come to an end, they still use this method to protect Lin Yi?"

…

at the same time.

Li Qianqian and Mo Luo Temple's Thunder Protector, one old and one young, one big and one small, are like a streamer, flying towards the center of the battlefield at an altitude of one thousand meters.

"not good!"

suddenly,

Lei Hufa stopped abruptly, his pupils shrank sharply, staring at the dark sky in the distance.

Li Qianqian almost hit Hufa Lei's back, but luckily he didn't hit it. If he did, Hufa Lei would be fine, but Li Qianqian's big body might be crushed, and he wouldn't be able to rub it back. She Yujian stopped behind Protector Lei, heard Protector Lei muttering to himself, and asked carefully:

"Lei Hufa, what's wrong?"

The old woman's eyes flickered, pointing to the dark sky in the distance: "There, someone warned us with the supreme sword intent."

"warn?"

"His supreme sword intent has reached the realm of transformation. Under the control of that person, the Nascent Soul cultivator and above, the higher the cultivation level, the more terrifying the sword intent can be perceived. He is warning that those above the Nascent Soul realm , don't interfere, if anyone goes, whoever dies."

"Hey...it's the supreme head of Tianjianmen!"

The supreme sword intent has reached the realm of transformation, and the description of Lei Hufa made Li Qianqian think of the invincible woman in Tianjianmen for the first time.

"Hmph, whether or not the supreme leader of Tianjianmen is coming, if she does come, if my wife and I leave the stage easily, it will provoke that person's boundless anger, even if it is an old man, there is no 100% certainty. That person's sword. Even if that person is not the supreme leader of the sect, he is a person who is almost on the same level as the person from Tianjianmen! Oh, no wonder Lord Moruo told us that it was not a last resort and we must not take the initiative to cause trouble with Tianjian. The dispute between the door, UU reading www.uukanshu.com no wonder, no wonder!"

"The Queen's treasure..."

"Hey hey hey!" The old woman rolled her eyes, she opened her mouth, and a small black sword the size of a palm spit out from the tip of her tongue and floated towards Li Qianqian.

"Since that person won't let us go, as a Jindan cultivator, that person is a self-righteous person and won't easily embarrass the younger generation. You only need to use the old magic weapon to go to Lin Yi..."

The old woman laughed straight, her turbid eyes flashed brightly, she clenched her five fingers, moved up and down, and made a "stabbing" gesture.

"Go!" The old woman smiled: "If you can kill Lin Yi and seize the treasure of the empress, the old man and his wife will be the masters and jointly recommend to Lord Moruo, so that you can become the 'Saint Maiden' of the Moruo Temple, which has been vacant for many years. '!"

"Yes! Disciple obeys!"

Li Qianqian took over the small black sword and looked ecstatic.

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