The people of Yan palace?
A group of great masters turned their eyes to song Bocheng.
Song Bocheng looked as usual and sneered: "what nonsense are you talking about? Is Laozi a member of the Yan palace? I still want to go into the palace of Lord Yan to eat the royal food. I don't know whether the emperor will accept it or not! "
"Song Bocheng, are you still here?"
Gong Yunhong also looked at Song Bocheng, "before you saved the general of the palace from my hands repeatedly, but now you are the first to be arrested. We really think we are fools. We can't see that you have a problem?"
As soon as this was said, those masters also responded.
Recalling song Bocheng's various behaviors, there are indeed many unexplained places.
Several times before, he just smashed Gong Yunhong's attack and saved the general of the palace. But now he is the first one to stand up and be captured. It is obviously a bit strange.
Naturally, the masters could not be idiots. After a little thought, they realized the problem of song Bocheng.
"Don't be so bloody! I just don't want to die with you. Is that wrong? " Song Bocheng was calm and calm, and said in a cold voice: "a group of people are looking for death. They dare to do things like assassinating the king of Yan. I didn't participate in this business. Why should I die with you?"
"What's more, Tianwaitian is very bluffing. Now? You are all going to lose your lives. Will tianwaitiantian come to save you? "
When song Bocheng said this, he looked at the top of the palace which had been broken down. Those masters from the aristocratic family were getting closer and closer.
Although he didn't seem to have any flaws on the surface, he couldn't help being eager.
If we wait for the support of those people, the battle will be one-sided.
"Song Bocheng, you don't have to quibble any more. When we capture the king of Yan and catch the little beast named Lu Li, you will know what you two are doing
Zhang tired covered his injured arm and fixed his eyes on Song Bocheng.
Song Bocheng sneered and ignored the madman.
However, there was still a flicker of uneasiness.
What is Lu Li doing?
Just now, when Mo Shenfeng attacked the sky, the situation was quite chaotic. Everyone was running away. No one really noticed where Lu Li had gone.
Did you escape with the king of Yan?
Song Bocheng's heart was cold, but after a second thought, he felt that he should not.
Mo Shenfeng is the reverence of Yanzhou Prefecture, and his status is not to be said. He is more important to the Yan palace than Lu Li. Lu Li's abandonment of the task in the middle of the road is tantamount to harming Mo Shenfeng. Even the king of Yan himself can't agree with this plan.
Moreover, according to several contacts between Song Bocheng and Lu Li, we can feel that this young chief executive of the palace is definitely not a simple role. In the face of this great situation, he will not give up suddenly. He must have some ideas.
But now it seems that no matter what his ideas are, it will be difficult to implement them.
Because the Grand Master of the aristocratic family has already arrived.
One after another, a broken figure flew in, looking down at the sky, the breath was cold.
Eight masters came!
Add in the nine here, 17 masters!
In such battles, even to assassinate Mujing is not humiliating. Today, in order to deal with the Yan palace, so many masters have been sent out. It can be seen that the Yanzhou aristocratic family is ready to tear its face!
"Reinforcements are here. What are you waiting for?"
Zhang tired looked at the other masters and said coldly, "go and capture the king of Yan!"
Hearing this sentence, those masters were stunned, but they immediately reacted to it. They were all over the world, searching for the smell of tea.
They now have 17 masters. Even if they rush to the top, they will be hard to resist. If they dare to fight hard, it is not impossible to kill the top masters.
The eight masters who came to help, just like a reassurance, immediately gave people confidence!
Seeing this, song Bocheng squinted and sighed: "it's over!"
It's over!
The overall situation is settled!
"Song Bocheng, what else do you want to say?" Zhang tired's eyes were always locked on Song Bocheng. He strode forward without looking at the thin and middle-aged man around him. He said coldly, "you and Lu Li had been communicating with each other before, and thought you could hide everyone?"
Song Bocheng's calm eyes suddenly turned to Zhang tired.
The transmission of the divine idea is so hidden that no one can detect it except the two sides.
But Zhang tired, he could feel the fluctuation of the transmission of the mind!
Song Bocheng only felt a chill on his back. He rushed to the top of his head. He had guessed something.
Zhang tired noticed his expression, and his cool color was collected. Suddenly he had a good laugh and said faintly, "wait for a good play."
More than a dozen of the huge mind scurrying, still looking for the trace of mu tea.
Mo Shenfeng frowned, pinched the palm of Hou Ye's neck and tightened slightly, which made him make a rather painful voice.I wanted to kill Hou ye like this, but Mo Shenfeng still resisted.
He knew that even killing the Marquis would not help.
Now the Hou Ye's life and death can't control the situation at all.
"Ha ha, Mo Fu Zun, you are now You can't make it? " The Marquis felt that Mo Shenfeng seemed to be hesitating, but he also tried to say: "even if you You killed me Today you also Lost
He will lose two words, said extremely hard, almost hoarse!
Mo Shenfeng looks the same, directly pinches the Hou Ye's throat, can make him unable to speak, but not to die on the spot.
Then he left the Marquis as muddy as mud. Mo Shenfeng looked at the sky and said in a deep voice, "my Lord, Mo Shenfeng, Yanzhou Prefecture, who is guarding here today, who is not afraid to die Go ahead
Boom!
The voice falls to the ground, Mo Shenfeng's momentum soars again, the meaning of malaise immediately sweeps empty!
The last eight masters were silent, but the atmosphere seemed to be at a crossfire.
"Well, I've only been away for a while. How did I get this look?" At this time, Lu Li's voice sounded slowly. Stepping out of the palace, he saw the hall almost turned into ruins. He chuckled and said, "it seems that you just played very lively?"
"Lu Li!"
Zhang tired's eyes were cold, and his eyes turned to Lu Li at that time.
Compared with song Bocheng, he hates Lu Li more!
If it was not for Lu Li, the situation would not be confused into this appearance.
Now the Marquis is almost half dead, lost his fighting power, and was crushed by Mo Shenfeng's throat. It was no different from being dead.
In addition, they lost a master.
It's equivalent to nothing. Instead, it's cut off two major combat forces!
In particular, the fall of the Marquis was not just a matter of losing their fighting power. The Hou family represented by the Marquis was a real aristocrat with the strongest background among them.
Now the Marquis has become this appearance. The Hou family will not give up. The goal of settling accounts after autumn will not be the only palace of Yan!
Even these masters will be hated by the Hou family.
However, all this is due to Lu Li's rhetoric.
"Why do you shout so loud? I'm not deaf. "
Lu Li glanced at him, took out his ears, and glanced at the eight masters in the sky. He said with a smile: "so many masters have been gathered. No wonder the morale has changed."
"But that's good. It's not necessary to look for them one by one."
Hearing this, even Mo Shenfeng and song Bocheng are a little helpless.
When is it? Do you dare to be so arrogant?
That's seventeen masters. Even if you are a top master, now the best choice is to turn around and run away, let alone you are just an indestructible realm. If you are so arrogant towards the seventeen masters, are you really not afraid to be killed?
Or do you have any cards left now?
Song Bocheng's heart moved slightly. He intended to convey the voice to Lu Li and told him that Zhang Juen had a problem. However, after knowing that Zhang Juen could feel the fluctuation of the spiritual transmission, he did not dare to transmit it easily.
However, at this time, his mind is the voice of Lu Li.
"Is Zhang tired, but the dark son of the sky?"
Don't turn your head
Song Bocheng was a little shocked. He was about to turn his head to see Lu Li. However, he listened to him and said, "this man knows that you and I communicate. There must be a secret method to capture the fluctuation of the mind, but it's useless for me."
Because of the law of heaven, it is too simple for Luli to cover up a piece of divinity.
Song Bocheng peeps at Zhang Juen. Seeing that he looks as usual, he knows that Lu Li is not exaggerating. So he raises his index finger slightly to indicate that Lu Li is not exaggerating. There is a great probability that Zhang Juen is the dark son outside the sky!
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