The Emperor of the Immortal Realm

Chapter Two Yan Chuan

"kill!"

"Second brother! You killed the second brother, I'm fighting with you!"

"Those who block me die, kill, kill, kill!"

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Outside the bamboo house, screaming to kill, blood sprinkled wildly, mud splashed in all directions, and a large number of corpses fell on the ground. The silver armor army was killed and injured, but they still defended the bamboo house.

Huo Guang and the leader of the black armor had already red eyes. Each wounded, the fight became more fierce.

The handyman outside the bamboo house trembled, and the middle-aged **** looked anxious.

At this time, a ray of sunlight appeared in the sky, instantly expelling the surrounding darkness, and making everyone feel at ease, and the darkest moment before dawn passed.

"Crack!"

The door of the bamboo house suddenly opened.

"call!"

The middle-aged **** suddenly turned his head.

A yellow-robed boy with a pale face and extremely frail eyes, walked out slowly.

"The prince! The prince should hide quickly, don't let the enemy see it!" the middle-aged **** suddenly yelled.

The young man glanced at the middle-aged **** lightly, ignored it, and continued to watch the **** fighting scene.

"That evil has been planted, quickly, kill him together!" A black armored army's eyes lit up.

The Black Armor yelled, and all the people who were immediately attracted looked.

"Lord? Run!" The Silver Armored Army shouted anxiously.

"kill!"

The black armies became more fierce.

"Prince, the old slave **** the prince out of here! The formation is enshrined by the Great Zheng Kingdom. As long as you rush out of the formation, you will be rescued. There is our guardian camp outside!" The middle-aged **** rushed anxiously. Come up.

The panic that was due did not appear on the boy's face. The boy looked at everyone and his eyes were all strange, but this did not prevent the boy from judging the situation.

"Formation?" The boy said lightly.

"Master, it will be too late if you don't leave!" the middle-aged **** Jiao shouted.

The young man shook his head, turned his head and looked around. His eyes narrowed slightly, and within a short while, the boy's gaze was locked on a bamboo forest. Staring in the direction of the bamboo forest, the boy's eyes became extremely cold.

In the depths of the bamboo forest, two men were standing at this moment, one of them dressed in Chinese clothes, with triumph flashing in his eyes, staring gloomily in the direction of the bamboo house. The other was an ugly old man in a Taoist robe.

A small flag was inserted in front of the old Taoist priest, and a faint yellow light radiated from his palms, constantly instilling yellow light into the small flag. The eyes are full of contentment.

"Zhao Tiande, if it weren't for you, we wouldn't be able to find this place! Emperor Yan would not have thought that it was you who wanted to kill this evil species." The old Taoist smiled evilly.

"Emperor Yan? He is eager for this evil kind to die soon, after all, this kind of evil kind of identity is too special, and his parents died early." Zhao Tiande sneered.

"This kind of evil has a peculiar life experience. If I am Emperor Yan, I will give him death. However, this evil kind has lived here for seven years, and Emperor Yan has no excuse to punish him. Emperor Yan is not in a hurry, but your Zhao family is starting to worry. "Quack!" The old Taoist said with an evil smile.

Zhao Tiande looked at the horse worship, smiled slightly and said: "Don't worry, when my Zhao family takes control of the Great Yan Kingdom, I will do it if I promise you, the 16th city in the southern border of Yanzhou, you will not be less than you!"

"Hahaha, Zhao Tiande is the eldest son of the Zhao family, so your words naturally represent the Zhao family, I can believe it!" Ma Futian smiled evilly.

For the horse worship, it is not important whether Zhao Tiande keeps his word or not. The important thing is that the Great Yan Kingdom has become increasingly chaotic.

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