Chapter 1867： Suspected monarch?

Chapter 1867 Suspected monarch?

When Zhang Yu took a single blow with all his strength, Randall was shocked and apprehensive, but he was not afraid.

When the Sword of Light was gently clamped by Zhang Yu's two fingers, Randall was horrified and shocked, but he was still not afraid.

However, when the Sword of Light was shattered by those two fingers, Randall's head was covered, and his eyes were full of horror.

That is the Sword of Light!

A perfect treasure from the monarch!

Hunmenghai has been around since the birth of Hunmeng, but so far, no one has been able to destroy the perfect Hunmeng treasure!

You must know that the perfect treasures are refined and bred by the monarch himself. Every perfect treasure has great power and is indestructible.

According to legend, only the monarch can destroy the perfect treasure.

No one knows whether the legend is true, but the number of perfect-level Hunmeng treasures is almost constant and never decreased, which vaguely proves this.

And now, this sword of holy light that belonged to Randall, a perfect treasure, shattered!

Randall's heart trembled, and in an instant, his heart was filled with shock and fear, all the hairs on his body stood up, and his scalp almost burst.

At this moment, Randall lost all thoughts in his mind, just relying on the instinct of his body, he turned around and ran away.

Escape, as far as possible!

That terrified look, as if being stared at by some terrifying monster.

However, Randall just turned around, but he found that his body seemed to have lost control and was imprisoned in place. No matter how he struggled, it was of no use.

"It's over!" Randall's mind went blank, he never dreamed that he would provoke such a terrifying existence.

Monarch?

Randall didn't know.

However, even if it is not a monarch, it is probably not far off.

Can destroy the existence of perfect-level Hunmeng treasures, is it a monarch, does it make a difference to him?

No difference!

Because no matter whether the opponent is a monarch or not, he has the ability to obliterate him!

Randall swallowed a mouthful of saliva, bit his head, turned his head to look at Zhang Yu, and squeezed out a smile that was uglier than crying: "Big, big, lord..."

"The battle isn't over yet, so why rush to leave?" Zhang Yu's face was full of smiles, "If you want to leave, you have to wait until the fight is over."

Looking at Zhang Yu's smile, Randall only felt horrified, as if a siren had been installed in his mind, and the siren kept ringing: "Dangerous, dangerous, dangerous..."

Randall was paralyzed all over, as if he had been emptied of strength, and said bravely: "No, don't fight, the villain admits defeat."

In the face of a pervert who easily crushed a perfect-level muddy treasure, he even hit a hammer!

No matter how proud and conceited Randall is, he doesn't think he can withstand the opponent's attack.

He now only prays for the other party to maintain his own identity and not to care about him.

After all, in the eyes of the monarch, he is as strong as a legion commander, and he is no different from an ant.

If the other party is really a monarch, maybe he will not bother to shoot at him. In this way, he still has a chance to live.

"Isn't it bad, Mr. Legion Commander? Fighting, you proposed it. I kindly reminded you, but you insisted on doing it. You had to do it. Fair." Zhang Yu said in a hurry: "Well, one move, Mr. Legion Commander just needs to pick me up for one move."

Randall shivered, his face turned green.

Take this perverted trick?

He couldn't help trembling when he thought that the Sword of Light was lightly pinched by two fingers. He didn't think his body, will, and even consciousness could compare to a perfect treasure.

This kind of thing, who dares to try?

Try and die!

"Sir!" Randall almost cried, and knelt down to Zhang Yu, without the prestige of a legion commander at all, "The villain is wrong! Please be magnanimous and spare the villain's life!"

He really dare not try it!

His physique is not as hard as a perfect-grade treasure.

Don't talk about taking Zhang Yu's move, even if Zhang Yu stabbed him lightly, it is estimated that he will be finished.

At this moment, a jade seal trembled in Randall's consciousness, and a message came: "Randall, what's the matter with you, why haven't you started?"

That message came from another legion commander, and there was a hint of anger in his voice.

How could Randall have the time to deal with him at this time?

"My lord, please!" Randall cried bitterly.

It stands to reason that those who can cultivate to this realm have pride in their bones, and even ordinary Hunmeng masters will not be so spineless.

Ke Randall's origin is different from that of the ordinary Heavenly Clan Lord. He can be said to be the embodiment of cowardice and cowardice to a certain extent. The commander of the legion all despised and disdained him. If his strength was not strong enough, he would not necessarily be a legion commander.

At this moment, Randall's disguised strength, domineering, pride, etc., all disappeared, and the original form appeared.

Zhang Yu was not interested in playing with Randall anymore when he saw Randall's unbearable appearance.

"The death penalty can be avoided, and the living crime cannot be escaped." Zhang Yu said lightly: "How can I do it without leaving a deep memory for you?"

The voice fell, and Zhang Yu put his palm on Randall's chest. The next moment, Randall seemed to be hit by something terrifying, and his body flew out. In the process of flying backwards, his body was annihilated little by little. The will is also violently shaken, and the power of the fog is like a broken balloon, dissipating in the sea of ​​fog, and finally there is only a residual will and a weak consciousness.

crippled Randall with one palm, Zhang Yu adjusted his clothes slowly, then turned around and disappeared.

Relying on that residual will, Randall struggled to mobilize the power of the fog, and recast his body. When the body was recast, his consciousness also became weaker, and he almost lost his fighting power. At this time, it is estimated that even Si Ming can beat him.

"Saved." Randall's back was soaked in cold sweat, and he felt like the rest of his life.

…

in the battlefield.

"What's going on?" Si Ming was ready to attack, but Randall didn't show up, making him in a dilemma and embarrassed, "Why hasn't the Legion Commander shot yet?"

As long as the Legion Commander takes action, neither the Sky Team nor the Rakshasa Team can escape.

Everyone in Team Sky and Team Rakshasa also looked at each other. They couldn't understand Si Ming's actions. They were strong and domineering, and they looked like they were going to catch them all in one go. , is really puzzling.

"Do you still fight?" In the Cang Qiong team, Nezha said impatiently: "If you want to fight, hurry up, don't waste your time!"

A top-level commander, plus tens of thousands of Celestial Clan army, although they feel a lot of pressure, but not afraid.

What's more, there are people from the Rakshasa team behind them. They join forces with the Rakshasa team, but they have a greater advantage than the Celestial Clan.

Si Ming's face darkened. Up to now, the arrow was on the string and he had to send it. Although he didn't know why the legion commander didn't act, he couldn't delay any longer, so he could only bite the bullet.

He flickered and attacked Rakshasa. At the same time, he ordered the Celestial Clan army: "Kill them all!"

Team Sky and Team Rakshasa all looked solemn, and a tragic battle was about to break out.

But at this moment, a low voice sounded: "Stop!"

Si Ming's figure was stagnant, and immediately became excited, quickly retreated, and flew in the direction of the source of the voice. The next moment, he appeared beside the handsome middle-aged birdman and respectfully said: "My subordinate Si Ming, I have seen the commander of the army. grown ups!"

His whole person was in high spirits, and his confidence skyrocketed directly, and he was full of confidence.

The rest of the Celestial Clan soldiers were also boiling, and they bowed and worshipped the middle-aged birdman. For the Heavenly Clan's muddled masters, the legion commander was a god, an invincible **** of war. As long as the legion commander made a move, any enemy would be slaughtered.

The expressions of Team Sky and Team Rakshasa changed slightly, especially the members of Team Rakshasa, whose eyes even showed panic.

Even Rakshasa's face became very ugly: "Heavenly Clan Legion Commander... Randall! I didn't expect this guy to come!"