Beast Concubine: Demon Queen of the Ghost King

How could General Wang tolerate such contempt? The strings in his mind that were trying to endure were instantly broken.

"Nangong Aotian, don't be so arrogant. This general did not come to Ming Dynasty to be someone's servant, but to help your queen and prince to destroy you, the traitor!"

As soon as General Wang finished speaking, there was a gasp from the fifty thousand soldiers in the audience: "It turns out that the queen and the prince colluded with the State of Zhao to murder the prince!"

Luo Ming and Luo Ling even laughed loudly: "Thank you, General Wang, for your kind reminder. We will definitely remember General Wang's reminder, report it to His Majesty, and seek justice for the prince!"

In front of everyone, he blurted out his words and couldn't deny it even if he wanted to.

General Wang, who was so angry that he almost vomited blood just now, was really so angry that he vomited blood this time. By this time, he knew that he had fallen into Nangong Aotian's plan.

The Ghost King is indeed cunning and cunning, and he has learned it personally today.

Zhang Qi even glared at General Wang fiercely. This donkey-headed man couldn't help the ghost king's anger. Now that he's done, Zhang Qi's charges of treason and collaborating with the enemy can't be erased.

I have no choice now, so I have no choice but to fight to the death.

He gave a look to the two rows of guards. Everyone knew what to do at this time.

Murderous aura filled the sky and covered the ground.

Nangong Aotian was alone and looked down upon the others. Luo Ling, and Luo Ming simply jumped off the general platform and muttered in passing.

"I bet you, General, you can use three moves to deal with these bastards!" Luo Ming's voice said.

"Three moves?" There was contempt in Luo Ling's voice: "You think too highly of these bastards. If you can work together to defeat the prince in two moves, I will give you my Bright Moon Sword!"

"Okay, let's bet." Luo Ming simply said: "If I lose, my iron bone fan will be yours."

"I'll make a bet!" Jin Yi's voice suddenly joined in, and chuckled: "If the prince can solve it within one move, then both things will belong to me. If it cannot be solved with one move, the courtyard in the north of my city will be mine."

, it will be yours."

That yard is very close to the Hutou Camp, so it is the most convenient place to live. Luo Ming and Luo Ling have always been greedy. When they heard Jin Yi say this, they were still a little hesitant at first, but now they gritted their teeth and took the gamble!

Naturally, the other seven Golden Guards became itchy and joined the bet. Even the 50,000 soldiers who originally stood as straight as trees couldn't help but join in the bet.

For a moment, the gambling here was in full swing. If you didn't know better, you might not have thought that there was still a fight on the stage.

Naturally, Nangong Aotian did not miss the excitement here. Even Zhang Qi and others were stunned. Didn't he say that Nangong Aotian was very strict in managing the army? They had indeed experienced it just now, but in the blink of an eye, the difference was too big.

Big.

Moreover, he actually gambled on killing these top masters with one move. Isn't it a bit too arrogant?

Nangong Aotian looked at the two rows of dead soldiers and killers, and the corners of his mouth were slightly hooked. These bastards knew what it meant to mess with the morale of the army. It seemed that Luo Ming and Luo Ling had learned a lot about the art of war these days.

The more you neglect and the more you show contempt, the more you will chill your opponents and improve their morale.

Dressed in darkness and filled with murderous intent, Nangong Aotian stepped forward with a look of contempt on his face. He stretched out his hand to wave at the two rows of people, his posture was arrogant and arrogant to the extreme.

"I bet half a move!"

Immediately, there were waves of wailing sounds from below: "Your Majesty is so cruel. I just bet my wife on one of your tricks, and now I will lose my life."

"that is……"

There was a chorus of agreement below. Everyone had surrendered in advance. No one could bear Nangong Aotian's words: Half a move. The prince said a half move is a half move.

Nangong Aotian glanced at the 50,000 dejected soldiers below. Like the Golden Guards, there was a softness in his eyes.

But when his eyes turned to the two rows of killers, there was another cold smile on his face: "If any of you can take half a move under me today, I will let him go, otherwise..." The following words were not spoken, but that

Everyone understands the meaning.

Although the two rows of killers were trembling inwardly at Nangong Aotian's aura, this half move made their eyes light up: as long as they passed half a move, they could survive. Everyone seemed to see hope of survival.

The Ghost King made a huge promise, and no one was worried about Nangong Aotian's credibility.

The two rows of people looked at each other, pierced the swords in their hands, and attacked Nangong Aotian.

Nangong Aotian didn't say a word, just stood still. Seeing those sharp swords about to attack Nangong Aotian, he still didn't move at all, but the murderous aura around him became stronger and stronger.

No one screamed or gasped among the 50,000 soldiers below. They all looked at their prince and their god of war with admiration: he was indeed the god in their hearts. Look at this magnanimity, even if Mount Tai collapsed in front of him, his expression remained unchanged.

So calm!

Typically, my prince's farts are all fragrant.

Anyway, as long as it is done by Nangong Aotian, everyone in the Hutou Camp will raise their hands, no, both hands and feet in approval.

The eyes of the two rows of killers were filled with joy. Who knew that the situation would change drastically in the blink of an eye? Nangong Aotian could be seen standing motionless, but his moves were like lightning. The sharp sword in his hand flashed, and with his strong internal force, he killed those long swords alive.

The sword shattered.

With just a movement of his body, the heads of several broken swords were shot back into the chests of the two rows of killers.

Everything happened in the blink of an eye. Even if the two rows of killers had the intention to evade, they found that they could only watch the sword tip pierce into their chests and watch the blood spurting out from their chests.

Half a move, indeed only half a move.

There are no fancy moves, no ghostly figures, just one-hit kills.

The two rows of people suddenly lost their breath, and there was silence everywhere. The wind blew by, and suddenly a very discordant sigh came: "The prince's kung fu has improved again, and my yard is gone again."

Jin Yi's gentle voice clearly meant that he had lost, but everyone could hear the excitement in it.

The 50,000 soldiers below have no time to care about their own victory or defeat at this time: Beautiful, the prince did a great job, killing these bastards in half a move! It's so relieved! Let's see who dares to come to Hutou Camp to show off his power in the future!

Fifty thousand pairs of eyes were full of admiration. They looked at Nangong Aotian, who was still calm and calm on the general stage, with absolute respect and fanatical obsession.

I am afraid that after today's battle, I am even more impressed with Nangong Aotian.

God of war!

A living god of war!

It is true that they will follow you to the death and be loyal.