Chapter 836

The blood moon people's strictness to the regime is almost abnormal. No matter what needs to be handled through a strict system, there is a necessary procedure.

Therefore, as long as kukuzelun still holds the sword symbolizing the highest military power in his hand, the so-called stripping of military rank can only be an empty order for the time being.

So, the leader of the escort gave an order: "take his sword!"

The two guards rushed up and raised their hands to grasp marshal kudzeren's wrist. Kudzeren clenched his teeth, spit hard, lifted his left arm, and flew the soldier facing him more than ten meters away. Then he pulled his right hand back, and the second soldier fell down with his neck covered.

"Bah! You minions deserve to take off my sword?" marshal kukuzelun looked at the body in front of him contemptuously.

"Arrogance!" the head of the guard waved, and the Eight Generals stood in the hall. All of them were over ten feet tall, and the blood moon generals with big arms and round waist stood out of the queue.

Marshal kudzeren was already a tall man among the blood moon people. He was a little short in front of the eight hall generals.

Eight people rushed forward without saying a word and surrounded marshal kuzelun in the middle.

"Minions..." marshal kudzeren scolded contemptuously, "get out of the way!"

Although the number of eight people was superior, they felt guilty in front of the former Supreme Commander. They were shocked by the roar of Marshal kudzeren. For a moment, no one dared to come forward first.

As we all know, tigers with injuries are even worse

"What are you hesitating about? Take down his sword!" the head of the guard shouted angrily.

The eight generals had to start, so they pulled out their own protective swords one after another, but they didn't dare to cut at kudzeren himself. They could only attack his right hand holding the sword.

As long as his sword lands, he will be just a civilian.

Kukuzelun swung the Ying steel sword weighing hundreds of kilograms with one hand. Just as soon as he raised his hand, the swords of two generals flew out with great strength, clattered on the crystal floor and slid out for a long distance.

Then, kukuzelun waved his sword like the autumn wind sweeping the leaves. The wind blew in front of and behind him. The strong wind rolled up his black cloak. When the cloak fell, four of the eight generals had fallen, and the remaining four stood in place with their swords as if they had been fixed.

Slowly, a red line suddenly appeared on the chest of the four standing people, and then with a poop, blood splashed out. Kukuzelun brushed his cloak and blocked his eyes. The black cloak was immediately stained with blood and dropped down along the wrinkled texture.

The blood splashed five steps and the corpses were everywhere. After a fight, kukuzelun covered his wound with one hand. The shot pierced his lung. The internal bleeding began to pollute the whole lung and began to have severe heart tremor. The strong feeling of syncope made him black in front of his eyes and could hardly stand. So he leaned on his sword and fell down on one knee in front of the crowd

"I can't die here!" kukuzelun was dazzled in front of his eyes, but still clenched his teeth, and blood gushed out of his open mouth. "I want to fight for the survival of the blood moon people! My fleet is waiting for me... I want... I want to go back..."

When, the saber pierced into the white crystal floor, leaving a string of bright red blood and a row of blood footprints behind, which confirmed that the steel man took every step towards the final ideal.

Outside the open door of the Presbyterian hall, a bright light pulled his figure very long. Alone, he walked stubbornly against a fly fighter parked at the end of the corridor.

The guards involuntarily gave way to a passage, and everyone's sword holding hands trembled a little, which was fear and admiration from the heart.

"Don't let him leave!" ninesibu suddenly raised his hand, holding his own matching gun in his hand.

Pop!

A big hand grabbed his wrist. It was barbarodi. He shook his head gently: "let him go!"

"You... Don't you want to let him go..." Nini Sibu understood marshal barbarodi's meaning halfway through his words. According to kukuzelun's current situation, he couldn't get in front of the fighter plane.

Nini Sibu was stunned to see that babarodi's eyes were filled with tears: "leave him a bit of dignity and dignity!"

"Take his sword!" just at this time, the head of the Presbyterian guard issued an order again, but kukuzelun never raised his sword strength again. He struggled and stumbled. Facing more than a dozen fierce soldiers rushing up, he could only defend with angry eyes

"Enough!" roared. In the blink of an eye, it was like an invisible wall in front of everyone. The dozen people had been beaten upside down without knowing what had happened.

A white shadow flashed, and a man suddenly appeared under kukuzelun's arm. It was Li Weigong!

With one hand, he tried to hold marshal kudzeren's body. With the other hand, he had stretched forward, his five fingers were open, and suddenly grasped it. All the Ying steel sabres and swords that fell to the ground floated up without wind. With his powerful grip, they all crunched and twisted into a metal ball!

It is the ability of magnetic wire to control metal!

Li Weigong has nine unique skills of consciousness and has the ability to kill people invisibly!

Everyone was stunned. No one had seen this. Li Weigong looked coldly at a group of soldiers in front of him. His voice was dark and dumb, but full of threats: "as the supreme head of the imperial League, I ordered you to get out of the way!"

The supreme head of the imperial League

Everyone here knows that Li Weigong accepted the coronation ceremony in the hall of the Presbyterian Church, and informed the whole blood moon world of the whole process through information download. Every blood moon person who has updated daily from the information port has this person's image in his mind.

He is the real head of the imperial League!

"Yes..." the leader of the escort was frightened and waved to the people around him. They dodged and left a way.

Li Weigong gritted his teeth and propped up the heavy kukuzelun's body. Go, I'll hold you. You should return to your position!

Kukuzelun leaned on his sword with one hand and breathed heavily. Step by step, he walked hard towards his fighter. He is a general and can't die in the political hall!

"Li... Li Weigong," kukuzelun's head could hardly be raised. He half closed his eyes and seemed to consume great vitality every word he said, "don't live up to my... Expectations. We must help barbarodi, stabilize the balance within the blood moon, and keep the continuity of my people..."

"I know!" Li Weigong replied solemnly, "we will not easily admit defeat!"

"To fight until the last... Moment, the last person, as you said, we are soldiers, not... Cowards!" kukuzelun slipped under his feet, and Li Weigong's body suddenly lost weight. He tried his best to maintain their balance with the help of consciousness.

Li Weigong clenched his teeth and tried to squeeze out a few words from between his teeth: "you want to hold on to the end!"

Li Weigong and kukudzeren, two men who are regarded as traitors by their own civilization. They support each other and go to the front of the fighter. They stand on the escalator of the fly fighter. The escalator automatically sends them to the cab of the fighter. Li Weigong puts kudzeren on the seat.

His breathing had already stopped. His two hands were firmly held on the handrail, and his huge body stood tall and upright, facing the front, as if he was preparing to go on an expedition

Li Weigong closed his lips and solemnly saluted.