Waste material stupid concubine crazy world

Murderous ups and downs

Qingye used "Your Excellency" to address her, because, in her opinion, the powerful man in front of her was not Nan Tingjin at all, but a completely unfamiliar member of the Xin clan.

Her words should have been the most important thing to consider as a generation of emperors, but Mu Bei smiled lightly, with a look of disdain on his face: "So what about fighting each other? I have a strong army in Chaoyun, and am I still afraid of you Yulong Kingdom?
In his opinion, Mo Qingye is more terrifying than any opponent, because, with the talent of a jade girl, after she grows up, how difficult is it to be able to conquer the Three Kingdoms?

Therefore, all his thoughts were put on the massacre of Qingye. As for whether he would cause a war, he has no thoughts yet, and he doesn't even bother to think about it.

"What an arrogant His Royal Highness King Jin, unfortunately, today I can't do what you want." Yucheng stared at each other coldly, the cold sword in his hand ready to move, just waiting for his master to strike Huihong.

Mu Bei's eyes gradually moved, and fell on Yucheng's evil and cold face, met his deep and bottomless eyes like black holes, after being stunned, he actually felt a slight sense of oppression in his heart.

With a cold look, murderous aura surged out, the five hands were slightly closed, the cyclone rolled, and the strength condensed: "Then try it."

As soon as the words fell, the ground was silent, only the violent murderous aura rushed into the sky, as if it was about to rain down a storm that would never be seen in an eternity.

boom……

A palm missed, Qingye Baiying dodged cleverly, Mu Bei's palm landed on the back where she had just stood, and the huge boulders and trees were shaken and suddenly turned into fine dust, billowing and sweeping.

The two parties stepped into the killing field again.

Afeng Hongchen and others confronted the other people brought by Mubei, while Qingye Yucheng Shengyin fought Mubei directly with the strength of three people, and retreated while fighting.

They knew in their hearts that this place was Mu Bei's territory, and it was not suitable to fight for a long time. It was not very possible to kill Mu Bei today, and the important thing was to evacuate first and consider the long-term plan.

Mubei almost brought over tens of thousands of horses, and rushed over in a dense mass. When the two sides confronted each other, those tens of thousands of horses had also rushed over, besieged Yucheng and others, and fought with Yucheng's people together .

"Don't love to fight, retreat if you can." Qing Ye coldly ordered, the dagger in his hand seemed to be transformed into a god of death, with a light movement, the dagger shone coldly, and dozens of soldiers fell silently.

It was even more fierce than the battle at the front door.

"Mo Qingye, today, I want to personally deal with you." Mu Bei thought of Saint Gusu Qianmo's order, and couldn't wait to rush towards Qingye.

His body was like a mighty long sword, straight and sharp, ruthless and accurate, he moved sideways, and his fists hit Qing Ye's chest with speed like a gust of wind.

Qing Ye retreated back again and again, with Yu Cheng guarding him, and swung a fierce palm to face Mu Bei's fists. Although it was a conflict, the two forces collided in the air, and the destructiveness was extremely shocking.

At the same time, with Sheng Yin's help, he leaped into the air and then kicked Mu Bei who was sideways in the air with both feet.

The three postures, the three forces, the bodies have never touched each other, but the energy released has reached the air, stalemate.

At this time, Qing Ye was entangled by a group of young generals, his movements became more and more agile, and he glanced coldly at the crowd, not daring to slow down half a beat.

Most of their people are dark people who have been trained for many years, and they can all be worth one hundred.

Although the army brought by Mu Bei was large in number, it did not gain an advantage in front of thousands of masters.

Probably, 2 horses and 8000 horses are fighting against each other, with one side having fewer and one side having more.

On the other side, Qingye, Afeng, Hongchentian, Luoxue and others swept across the area with one person's strength. It didn't take too long, the ground was already covered with corpses, and their faces were messed up.

(End of this chapter)