C821 (1/2)

At his command, all the people who were lying in ambush around the general's house surrounded.

The whole scene became more and more intense.

Mu Yu didn't do it immediately. He felt that the prince was not simple.

”With me, no one can hurt his highness.”

Xiao Chen step out, block in front of the dust, thick breath swept around.

”He's a master.”

Han Chuan, the owner of the man in black, opened his mouth.

”Third brother, you are really there. You can even recruit such strong men.”

Mobihe licked his lips, but there was no fluctuation in his heart. After all, no matter how strong he was, he was just alone, not afraid at all.

The scene immediately became chaotic. More than 300 practitioners rolled over the dust, and the whole space roared with terror.

Xiao Chen is shining with gold all over his body, holding a long gun with a length of ten feet, just like a god of war, sweeping thousands of troops. The place swept by the long gun is full of wailing everywhere.

With the help of one person, he alone blocked more than 300 strong overhaul walkers.

It can be said that one man is in charge of the pass and ten thousand men are not allowed to open it.

Even mobie crane was moved. It's a pity that he was under the command of his third brother.

Boom

In such a narrow space, the war is extremely fierce.

Xiao Chen's accomplishments are far beyond the three hundred practitioners.

But he was only a man after all. Soon, his spiritual power began to be weak, and his offensive became weak, and he gasped violently.

”Bang!”