"Where is King Yi now?"
Yang Jinchen, who left the room, asked the person reporting at the door as he walked.
"We should have reached the mountain gate by now."
The person behind him replied respectfully.
Yang Jinchen paused and looked in the direction of the room, with a cruel smile on his lips, "Take that thing and play with them." that thing Hearing this, the eyes of the person following Yang Jinchen were full of fear, his body trembled unconsciously, and his tone was also trembling, "Master" Yang Jinchen seemed to enjoy the frightened looks of others, and even his scoldings had a chilling effect.
"Just go if you are told.
There is so much nonsense."
"But, Master, if the mountain gate is destroyed, the defense will be gone, and we will have to change our place to live."
Although he was afraid, the guard still bravely stated his considerations.
Yang Jinchen gave the man a stern look and curled his lips cruelly: "You are extremely stupid to think that you can stop King Yi with just that little defense."
As early as they climbed the mountain, Yang Jinchen knew that this hiding place could no longer be hidden, so he wanted to do something big before leaving.
A bloodthirsty smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
When he saw that the person behind him had not responded yet, he snorted coldly, "Why are you still standing there, why don't you go quickly?"
The person who had recovered from the shock was suddenly startled, bowed his head in response, and then left the yard.
Yang Jinchen watched the man disappear before his eyes, and then he withdrew his gaze and walked on another road.
He curled his lips cruelly.
He was not that stupid.
He stupidly sent him up to confront Murong Yichen.
He wanted to stay far away.
Watch and see how embarrassed he is.
After some considerations of his own, Yang Jinchen reached the highest point of the village with a single step, quietly admiring the violent rumbling not far away and the firelight rising all over the sky.
With flying sand and rocks falling apart, and smoke rising all over the sky, Yang Jinchen seemed to see Murong Yichen's flesh and blood flying everywhere after being blown up.
A frightening red light flashed in his eyebrows, and the madness in his eyes instantly overwhelmed him.
There were no flammable objects in front of the mountain gate.
After a few rumbling sounds, the smoke slowly fell.
The group of people who were supposed to fall did not appear as Yang Jinchen imagined.
Knowing that Yang Jinchen had developed gunpowder, Murong Yichen naturally would not bring soldiers who had not received evasion training, but would bring the well-trained Ning Tian and other people from the training camp.
They are agile and flexible.
In addition, during the training camp, Qiandai specially strengthened the training for them to avoid attacks like this.
Therefore, although they have less contact with explosives, it does not prevent them from knowing, How to avoid it.
Therefore, after several bombings, apart from being a little embarrassed, they did not receive any more serious injuries.
Murong Yichen, with his outstanding martial arts skills, could always avoid these explosive packets at the first opportunity, and sometimes he would swat the flying explosive packets back to the direction they came from in just a few clicks.
The explosives fell to the ground and smoke and dust were everywhere.
Those holding the explosives were blown away before they could react.
At the same time, the scattered fire caused more explosives to explode in front of them.
The scene was once out of control, with screams and wails.
Seeing that the situation did not develop in the direction he expected, Yang Jinchen's face could be described as black as the bottom of a pot.
At this time, he stood on the built observation tower and finally couldn't bear it any longer.
He immediately flew down and met Murong Yichen's palm with a wave of his hand.
He used the force to stand on a relatively dry ground and stared at the infinitely handsome man with sinister eyes.
"Long time no see, King Yi."
Yang Jinchen glanced at the scene.
His people were lying on the ground in a mess.
The scene was far more tragic than what he saw from the observation tower.
With the mutilated corpses and the blood flowing everywhere, Yang Jinchen seemed to have returned to Hongcheng, where mourning was everywhere that night, and everything was red, like a hell on earth.
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Yang Jinchen's eyes suddenly filled with red.
Looking at the man who was unrivaled and as tall as the clouds, an unconcealed jealousy arose in his heart, and his reason was suddenly lost.
"Murong Yichen, you all deserve to die!"
Yang Jinchen's voice was filled with resentment.
With that said, he used the wind in his palm and rushed towards Murong Yichen.
Yang Jinchen's kung fu was not bad to begin with.
He escaped from Hongcheng and reached Phoenix Mountain.
Stimulated by hatred, he improved his martial arts by several levels.
Not to mention He has reached the pinnacle, but there is no problem in fighting Murong Yichen with dozens of moves.
Seeing the change in Yang Jinchen, Murong Yichen's eyes moved, and he raised his hand to stop Ning Tian and others who wanted to come forward to help.
Then after a pause, he flew up and started fighting with them.
In a duel among masters, for people like Ning Tian who are not masters, they cannot clearly see the movements between them.
All they see in their eyes are two shadows, one green and one white.
They were unable to help, so Ning Tian could only immediately disperse the people he brought to find the whereabouts of the princess and the prince.
Yang Jinchen took shortcuts in his practice, so his martial arts were not as solid as Murong Yichen, who was blessed by nature.
After the two of them fought for dozens of times, Yang Jinchen's moves gradually fell behind.
Taking advantage of this gap, Murong Yichen immediately slapped Yang Jinchen with his palm.
Although Yang Jinchen was at a disadvantage, he was always paying attention to Murong Yichen's movements.
Seeing the attack close at hand, he was about to hit his left chest.
He knew that if he was hit this time, he would definitely be killed or injured. .
Not allowing him to think too much, he decisively tilted his body, and the palm that he had no time to dodge hit the edge of his left chest.
Although he escaped this fatal attack, his lungs were seriously injured.
With his energy and blood surging, he decisively threw a punch to meet Murong Yichen's palm again, and then stepped back ten meters away. .
This punch used up all Yang Jinchen's strength, and even Murong Yichen felt a little qi and blood surge.
The force forced Murong Yichen to take a few steps back, and a trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.
Yang Jinchen's situation was much worse, and he spit out a mouthful of blood with a pop.
Yang Jinchen's face turned pale, and he forced himself to hold up a hand to prevent himself from being too embarrassed.
At this time, Ning Tian, who was looking for Qian Dai and others, was running over quickly from a distance.
Murong Yichen raised his eyes and saw them.
He looked at their expressions calmly, stretched out his hand to hold his chest, and frowned.
"Your Majesty, we searched everywhere and found no trace of the princess or the prince."
Ning Tian glanced at the embarrassed Yang Jinchen and reported solemnly.
Murong Yichen stretched out his hand to wipe the bloodshot eyes from the corners of his mouth, and approached Yang Jinchen step by step, "Tell me, where are my wife and children?"
The suppressed anger caused Murong Yichen's expression to change several times, and there was an unconcealable murderous intent between his eyebrows.
At this time, Yang Jinchen's uncovered face under the silver mask was as pale as paper, and blood was flowing out of the corners of his mouth.
Seeing the furious Murong Yichen, he suddenly felt a perverted pleasure. q :