Why didn't he look favorably on wangye?
If you hadn't stopped me, the coffin would have been in the tent already!
The most disgusting thing was that sentence-We can't let His Highness hurt us! He couldn't hurt his highness either…
Qian He and his disciple's expressions were extremely ugly.
On one hand, the zombies had broken through the seal, and the crisis had arrived.
On the other hand, it was the attitude of these Banner people!
The zombie breaking the seal was related to everyone in the forest except for the master and disciple!
However, until now, these Banner Men still had a high and mighty attitude.
For a moment, Qian He even had the thought of leaving with the four directions.
But in the end.
Even though he felt wronged, the evil suppression and devil cleansing that was imprinted in his heart still had the upper hand.
"Corpse-tying Rope…"
Qian He said in a deep voice.
This corpse was brazen, it was an Armored Corpse General!
The corpse was still stained with dragon energy.
Facing him, even if Qian He had prepared everything, there was no certainty of victory!
Moreover…
In the heavy rain, all the talismans were soaked.
The only thing he could rely on was the peach wood sword in his hand!
But even so, Qian He still pressed forward and charged towards the royal zombie!
The confrontation between good and evil, a lifelong struggle!
This was his life creed!
Even if he had to give up his life, he was willing to carry it out to the end!
Clang ~
Clang ~
One man and one corpse fought.
The peach wood sword shone with a bright red light.
When it struck the zombie, white smoke rose and the sound of metal clashing rang out!
As the attack landed, the royal zombie only roared and did not care about the peach wood sword.
He attacked Qian He crazily.
With every step, the ground caved in and mud flew everywhere.
Qian He could only retreat step by step.
"Trash! Don't retreat! Go up!"
"Hold on! Hold on! Can't you even do such a small thing well?"
At the side.
The soldiers roared, their eyes filled with anxiety.
Some even pulled out their weapons and threatened Qian He.
It was obvious that the Han people were at a disadvantage!
If this person was defeated, wouldn't they have to take the lead?
He looked at the crowd with suppressed hatred in his eyes.
The Farmer and the Snake!
Wolves and animals!
His master's head was tied to his waist, risking his life to fight against the evil.
Such a life-saving action was only exchanged for their insults and threats!
" Master can't hold on any longer…" Dong exhaled a mouthful of turbid air and commanded his junior brother to hold the corpse binding rope and wrap it around the royal zombie.
The four of them stood at four corners.
With the royal zombies as the center.
Corpse-tying Rope was thrown out from the hands of the four people, crisscrossing.
The royal zombie was tied up in the center.
A red light suddenly appeared.
The power of suppressing evil appeared.
For a moment, the royal zombie could not break the seal and was bound to the spot.
A few soldiers glanced at the little prince's tent.
At some point, the curtain had been opened.
The little prince sat upright with four imperial guards standing beside him, watching with relish.
Immediately, these soldiers became excited and charged towards the royal zombies with their weapons.
"Go! Protect the little prince!"
"Your Highness, sorry for offending you!"
The rest of the soldiers reacted and stepped forward with their weapons.
Although the prince had a higher status than the little prince.
However, he was only a dead master after all!
Only by sucking up to their master could they have a good life!
Qian He was stunned.
Then, his expression changed drastically as he shouted,""Get lost! Don't come forward!"
However, no one listened to him!
The blades and spears landed on the zombie's body.
Clang! Clang! Clang!
Swoosh ~
Sparks flew everywhere!
Swords and sabers could not hurt the royal zombies at all!
Instead, it cut through all the corpse binding ropes.
"Ah!"
the royal zombies broke the seal.
With lightning speed, he stabbed his hands into the chest of the soldier at the front and tore it apart!
Instantly!
Screams sounded.
With his chest as the center, the soldier was torn into two pieces like a piece of paper!
Blood gushed out!
His internal organs flew everywhere!
The viciousness of the zombies shook many soldiers until their heads became dizzy and their faces turned pale.
Before he could react, another person was lifted to the mouth of the royal zombie like a chick.
After drinking the blood, the corpse aura on the zombie became even more violent and thick!
At this moment, the rest of the soldiers also reacted. They hated their parents for not having two legs, and they all fled backward!
"Bastard! Why didn't you tie up the prince?!”
"Hurry up! Suppress His Highness! If you hurt the little prince, even your cheap lives won't be enough to compensate!”
The soldier cursed as he ran.
Whether it was Qian He or the others, their expressions were extremely ugly.
"Piece of Sh * t!"
Qian He gritted his teeth so hard that they were about to shatter!
If there was danger, they would go. If there was merit, the Banner People would go!
After they were done, they still needed to clean up their mess!
If not for the fact that he was worried that the people within a hundred miles would be harmed by zombies, he really wanted to leave!
"Master has brought the four of you into the fire pit. Master has let you down!”
"Today, I'll be a martyr. In the next life, I'll be your disciple!”
Qian He shouted and charged at the zombie with his sword.
North, South, East, West, and North were also following closely behind with solemn expressions.
Against the royal zombies, the five of them had a slim chance of winning.
Now.
The soldiers stirred up trouble, causing the zombies that had yet to see blood to see blood and stimulate their ferocity…
This battle would definitely result in death!
For the battle of martyrs!
The five of them fought with the zombie.
Left and right!
Danger!
In the tent.
Steward Wu fanned the little prince with a fan.
The four guards stood by the little prince's side with cold expressions.
The little prince smiled as he held a cup of tea in his hand.
It was as if they were watching a monkey show.
He glanced at Steward Wu beside him.""Uncle Wang is showing off his might now. How long do you think these Han people can last?”
" I don't know..." Steward Wu smiled obsequiously." But how can a mere Han be a match for Your Highness? I reckon that it won't be long before he loses his life in Your Highness 'hands!"”
The little prince nodded in satisfaction. He looked at the four imperial guards and ordered,""When Uncle Wang is done killing the Han people, he'll have to ask the four of you to persuade him to return to the coffin.”
The four imperial guards had been guarding the royal family for generations. They had practiced martial arts since they were young, and each of them was not an ordinary person!
Even in the entire Divine Prefecture, he could be considered a martial arts expert!
It was also the reason why the little prince was still sitting on the island.
The guard with the twin axes looked at Qian He in disdain and replied respectfully,""Please rest assured, elder brother. These low-grade Han people are not proficient in martial arts. After they die, we will definitely invite your highness back to the coffin!”
The little prince nodded in satisfaction.
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