Iron Cross Fire

"Fengzi, what's going on?" Wen Chouchou couldn't help asking.

While asking, Wen Chouchou couldn't help looking at the grief-stricken Duan Yu.

Huh!

Yue Feng took a deep breath and said sadly: "Master Moraya was killed by the Rakshasa tribe."

Hearing this, the entire central army tent was immediately enraged.

"What, Master Moraya..."

"Damn, this damn Rakshasa tribe."

"Master Moraya, you are kind, but the Rakshasa tribe is so cruel..."

At this time, everyone in the central army tent was indignant, only Zhang Jue stood in the corner, with an indifferent expression, without the slightest emotional fluctuation.

Amid the discussion of the crowd, Yue Feng stood there, his face was extremely ugly.

No, I have already released Mona, and Mona promised me before leaving that she would dissuade her two brothers from talking to Jiuzhou.

Why did the Rakshasa tribe still do this?

In doubt, Yue Feng couldn't help but mutter: "Has Mona not returned to the Luosha camp yet to bring the news?"

Swish!

Yue Feng's voice was very light, but everyone around heard it. In an instant, everyone's eyes were focused on Yue Feng.

"Yue Feng, what did you say? Did you let Mona go?" Long Qianyu frowned and asked the first to react.

Yue Feng nodded.

At this moment, the whole central army tent exploded.

"Fengzi, you are really crazy. How could you let that woman go? She is the daughter of the Luosha King."

"Yes, the Luosha tribe is cruel and murderous. If you let her go, wouldn't it be like letting a tiger go back to the mountain?"

"Master Yue, you are confused."

Everyone said one thing after another, all blaming Yue Feng.

Ren Yingying was smart and wise. She vaguely guessed something and looked at Yue Feng and said: "Yue Feng, did you make any agreement with Mona?"

Huh!

Yue Feng secretly breathed a sigh of relief and nodded: "Yes, she agreed to help me persuade her brother to negotiate with our Jiuzhou Continent." Yue Feng was very relieved.

Yingying still understands me.

Hearing this, Ren Yingying nodded silently, her eyebrows furrowed: "The Rakshasa tribe has a strong character. Since they promised, they will definitely not lie to you. In this case, when Master Moruoye was killed, Mona might not have returned, or..."

As she spoke, Ren Yingying subconsciously glanced at Duan Yu, wanting to say something but stopping.

Ren Yingying wanted to say that it might be that the disciple Moruoye lied, but saying this would definitely cause a lot of conflicts, and without evidence, she held back.

In fact, Ren Yingying began to suspect Duan Yu when he came back alone, but she couldn't find any clues.

Seeing that Ren Yingying's attention was always on Duan Yu, Yue Feng frowned secretly.

What does Yingying mean? Is he suspecting Master Huasheng?

Boom!

At this moment, there was a sudden roar outside, followed by a shout of killing that resounded through the heavens and earth, coming from far and near.

Everyone was stunned!

"Not good!"

At this time, a soldier rushed in and shouted: "Master Yue, not good, the Rakshasa tribe is attacking and coming."

Damn!

Hearing this, everyone was extremely shocked and angry. They were just thinking about how to avenge Master Moruoye, but the Rakshasa tribe came.

Yue Feng shouted with a cold face: "Quick, all the troops gather and prepare to fight the enemy."

As soon as the voice fell, he rushed out of the tent quickly, and Wen Chouchou and the others hurriedly followed behind.

Huh!

When they got outside, the army quickly gathered and rushed out of the camp with Yue Feng. Seeing the scene in front of them, they were all shocked and angry.

They saw a million-strong army of the Rakshasa tribe, coming in a mighty manner. The leader, wearing black animal skin soft armor, holding a white bone long knife, was murderous. It was Meng Ao.

Behind Meng Ao was Mona.

Swish!

At this moment, Yue Feng stared at Mona and shouted, "Princess Mona, since you have reached an agreement with me, why do you go back on your word and let your people kill Master Moruoye?"

"I..." Mona's face turned red, and she immediately explained, "I don't know about this..."

Before she finished speaking, she was interrupted by Meng Ao.

"Yue Feng, you despicable villain." Meng Ao's eyes were bloodshot, staring at Yue Feng and roaring, "You despicable villain, first killed my brother, and then bullied my younger sister for being young and ignorant. Today, I will flatten your Jiuzhou camp, take your head, and avenge my brother!"

"Revenge for the eldest prince!" The millions of Rakshasa troops behind him responded in unison, shaking the mountains and rivers.

What the hell?

Yue Feng frowned and looked at Meng Ao in surprise: "What did you say? I killed your brother?"

"Damn it!" Sun Dasheng stepped forward, pointed at Meng Ao and cursed: "You idiot, what basis do you have to say that Fengzi killed your brother? Damn it, you always say that our Jiuzhou Continent is insidious and despicable. I think your Luosha tribe is not much better. You are so good at letting others take the blame. We are ashamed of ourselves."

After the voice fell, the Jiuzhou soldiers behind him all responded.

"Yes, the Luosha tribe said that we are cunning. In fact, they are the best at slandering people."

"Barbaric and ignorant..."

"Don't pay attention to what they say."

The rebuttals of the crowd continued, and Meng Ao's face was cold and ugly.

"Yue Feng!"

The next second, Meng Ao pointed at Yue Feng with a long bone knife in his hand and said angrily: "You are responsible for my brother's death. If you hadn't severely injured him, he wouldn't have died of excessive bleeding. Also, you lied to my little sister, saying that you can summon a dragon, and you want us to negotiate with you? I tell you, dream on!"

As he spoke, Meng Ao's face showed a bit of ferocity: "There is nothing to talk about with people like you, but before the war, I can give you a gift."

After the voice fell, Meng Ao waved his hand.

Gurgle...

Then he saw a Rakshasa warrior behind him, holding a head with a long knife and throwing it on the open space between the two sides. It was the head of Moruoye.

Swish!

At this moment, nearly one million soldiers on the Jiuzhou Continent were all angry, and they were burning with anger.

They saw that there were no less than a dozen wounds on Moraya's head, and it was obvious that he had suffered a brutal siege before his death. Both of his eyeballs were dug out. Needless to say, it was the masterpiece of the Rakshasa tribe after his head was chopped off.

A generation of Buddhist monks, adhering to the will of Bodhidharma, guarded the Chaos Mountains, and did so many things for the Kyushu Continent, but now, he has ended up in such a tragic end. Everyone present had bloodshot eyes and was extremely angry.

Kachacha!

Yue Feng's eyes flashed with anger, and he clenched his fists, and his finger bones crackled.

Sun Dasheng and Wen Chouchou next to him were also angry.

Completely angry.

"Master!"

At this moment, Duan Yu's voice rang out in the crowd, extremely angry and sad: "Rakshasa tribe, I will kill you, kill you all." But Duan Yu did not rush out despite the howling.

Seeing the Rakshasa army coming, Duan Yu was overjoyed. He hoped that both sides would be defeated. How could he possibly get involved? He deliberately howled to provoke the anger of Yue Feng and his men, so that they would lose their minds.

"Soldiers!"

Sun Dasheng drew out his two axes and howled loudly: "Kill, kill them all, for our homeland, for Master Moraya, kill!" As soon as the voice fell, Sun Dasheng rushed directly into the Rakshasa army like a tiger.

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