She Nanming was angry because he was supposed to kill Lin Xun, but now, it was obviously impossible.

The dazzling, stalwart king who appeared in the distance, named Jin Chaoshui, was an old monster who had lived for thousands of years.

Among the barbarian kings in the Wuman camp, Jin Chaoshui is also one of the top characters, and only a few old monsters such as the Dark Barbarian Ghost King and the Leiman Leixiao King can compete with him.

Now, when Jin Chaoshui appeared, there was no need to think about it at all. She Nanming knew that the credit for killing Lin Twelve was destined to not fall on him.

"Little bastard, it's a blessing for you to die in the hands of Lord Jin!" She Nanming's voice revealed a trace of unwillingness.

However, Lin Xun's expression at the moment seemed a little strange. When he first glimpsed Jin Chaoshui, he was still palpitated and horrified.

But just for a moment, he was quiet.

This seems a little unusual.

She Nanming also noticed this scene, and couldn't help thinking angrily that when facing him just now, this kid was still in a state of refusal to accept his fate.

But now, when faced with a king, he immediately admits his defeat, and looks like he is sitting still and ready to capture.

This comparison is so irritating!

"Little bastard, you just accept your fate like this? This surprises me. According to the rumors, you are not daring and afraid of anything?"

She Nanming's unwillingness and annoyance turned into sarcasm, and vented out from his mouth, "It turns out that you are just a bully and afraid of hardship, which is really disappointing."

"Don't be disappointed yet."

At this moment, the corners of Lin Xun's lips showed a secret arc, "Trust me, I will definitely satisfy you later."

Um?

She Nanming was stunned for a moment, and then immediately became furious. What the fuck has happened? This kid has already admitted his troubles, but he is still not afraid of himself at all. Could it be that in his eyes, he has no sense of existence as a half-step king?

She Nanming felt that his dignity was hurt.

The face is unbearable.

However, just when he was about to take a shot and teach Lin Xun a lesson, his eyes suddenly stared, almost falling out of his eye sockets, and his face became dull in an instant, as if struck by lightning.

I saw in a very distant place, the original figure was proud of the shore, and it was as bright as the golden sun-like king Jin Chaoshui. I don't know when he woke up, his body was actually broken inch by inch, and his flesh and blood fell!

This scene seemed too shocking.

Silently, an incomparably terrifying old monster in the king's realm, who didn't say a word, just died like this?

She Nanming is not a young child who has never seen the world. Even as a half-step king, he has seen various death scenarios in his life.

But when I saw this scene in front of me, my scalp was still numb with shock, and my soul was terrified.

Jin Chaoshui!

This is an ancestor-level terrifying existence of the Jinman lineage, and rumors have begun to explore the mystery of the Nine Tribulations of Longevity.

But now, died silently like this?

She Nanming almost thought he was dazzled and couldn't calm down at all.

"How...how could it be..." She Nanming looked dull and dazed.

Lin Xun, on the other hand, seemed to be much calmer. He was shocked at first, but he soon noticed the clue.

Until Jin Chaoshui died silently, he was completely sure that the king of the Jinman lineage was killed long before he came!

And what killed him was the Arrow of Biluo!

Lin Xun was too familiar with the aura of the Arrow of Biluo. How could he not have guessed that Zhao Xingye, the first female general of the imperial camp, who holds the title of "Bloodthirsty Queen", was nearby?

And this is exactly the confidence that Lin Xun can keep calm and calm.

"Now, are you not disappointed?"

Lin Xun turned his head, looking at the sluggishness and shock on She Nanming's face, he couldn't help but feel that this old guy must be frightened.

"This this……"

She Nanming swallowed his saliva with difficulty, his face changed greatly, and he realized that something was wrong.

So scary!

A king just died like this, and as a half-step king, how could She Nanming dare to stay?

It's just that he was very confused in his heart. How could a king like Jin Chaoshui die like this silently?

In this blood-killing battlefield, who could kill a king so easily?

Could it be that some terrifying creature in the depths of the mulberry land who set foot on the holy path ran out?

The more She Nanming thought about it, the more uneasy and frightened it became.

"wrong!"

He suddenly remembered one thing, just a few days ago, when the four kings including the King of Ghosts ruled the army together, and went to attack the No. 7 camp of the empire, a similar thing happened.

At that time, Sun Lie, the eldest member of Camp No. 7, used that pair of terrifying bows and arrows to kill the Qinghun King in one fell swoop, so that the Ghost King and the others were shocked and withdrew their troops before they even started fighting.

"Could it be..."

She Nanming's heart trembled, "Could it be that there is still a king of the empire in ambush near here, holding a pair of bows and arrows belonging to Na Lin XII?"

It has to be said that as a half-step king, She Nanming's experience and reactions are outstanding. A brief analysis will allow him to guess an answer that is close to the truth.

It's a pity that he only reacted at this time. It was obviously a step too late. Just before he escaped, a woman appeared.

An extremely beautiful woman.

Wearing a black crane cloak, he is tall, slender, and straight, and his jet-black hair falls like a waterfall, revealing a beautiful face like a disaster for the country and the people.

Her eyes are black and bright, her lips are red and lustrous, and her skin is smoother and more delicate than suet jade, which is breathtakingly beautiful.

However, when she saw this woman for the first time, She Nanming completely collapsed, as if she saw a demon queen from hell, her face was pale, like a concubine in mourning.

Bloodthirsty Queen!

Actually... it was her!

This was She Nanming's last thought before he died, with endless despair and helplessness.

At this time, Lin Xun had caught up with Zhao Xingye.

...

"You are the bait, I will kill the enemy, and strive to kill a few more shaman kings."

After a brief chat, Zhao Xingye made a suggestion.

Lin Xun was startled: "This... can it be done?"

"Don't underestimate yourself, you are now more famous than me, and the Wuman camp is gnashing its teeth with hatred, and they have sent their kings to hunt you down. Under these circumstances, it is undoubtedly the most appropriate for you to take on this great responsibility."

Zhao Xingye smiled very charmingly. She was upright and graceful, with a unique temperament that combined grace, beauty, chilling and charming, with ten thousand amorous feelings and a majesty that people dared not blaspheme.

"Uh." Lin Xun smiled bitterly. It was the first time he had heard such a different kind of praise. Even being chased and killed became a skill. This was definitely the first time in history.

But in the end, Lin Xun agreed.

...

In the following time, Lin Xun no longer hid his figure, and was no longer cautious, and rushed directly along the battlefield towards the enemy's base camp.

Along the way, I don't know how many Wu Man powerhouses were disturbed, and they almost couldn't believe their eyes. Isn't this Lin Twelve afraid of death?

Doesn't he know that there is a real king chasing him?

Just too arrogant!

Those shamanistic powerhouses were angry, thinking that this was a kind of provocative behavior by Chi Guoguo, and regarded them as arrogant and arrogant to the extreme.

Lin Xun didn't pay attention to this, and when he encountered some unbearably powerful enemies, he was directly cut down by him.

And some weaker opponents, he didn't bother to hunt down and let them escape, so that they could inform them.

What makes Lin Xun a little regretful is that on the way, he did not let him meet the real king again, not even the half-step king.

"Uh, it's just like the fox and the tiger, right?" Lin Xun couldn't help but look a little strange when he thought of his behavior at this time.

But what can I say, it feels really cool!

At this moment, Lin Xun wished that he was in the Forbidden City. In this case, he could directly kill the gates of the Zuo and Qin families.

With Zhao Xingye, the "Bloodthirsty Queen" to follow, isn't God blocking and killing God, and Buddha blocking and killing Buddha?

Of course, this is an illusion after all, unrealistic, Lin Xun quickly smiled, shook his head and stopped thinking about it.

"Report! Then Lin Twelve was alone and came to our camp!"

"It's too arrogant, this kid doesn't take us seriously at all. If we don't get rid of him, what's the face of our witches?"

In the Wu Man camp, one after another news was quickly passed back, which caused a big stir, and also made those Wu Man powerhouses turn green with anger.

What is deceiving too much?

That's it!

It is too arrogant for a young man in the cave to dare to be arrogant to the point where a person runs wild on their territory.

"Okay, okay! Zhengchou didn't have a chance to kill this son. I never thought about it, but he took the initiative to come and die, let's go, kill him!"

Soon, one after another, the powerful witches left the camp angrily, killing Lin Xun with murderous aura.

However, they were not dazzled by the anger, and almost all of the top people who were dispatched were above the spirit-enlightening realm, and there was no lack of the existence of half-step king realm.

"Hehe, the future generations are terrifying, the old man also wants to see, what kind of ability does this son have, he dares to come alone to provoke him!"

"Beware of cheating."

"It doesn't matter, this is our shaman's territory! Even if there is deceit, we can't tolerate a stinky little guy running here!"

In the end, even a king could not sit still, and left the camp with a look of chill.

At the same time, in an area thousands of miles away from the Wu Man camp, Lin Xun was standing on the top of a mountain, overlooking some Wu Man powerhouses who came from a distance.

He put his hands on his back, his expression was flat and calm, and he said leisurely: "I don't know how many people I've killed these days, I'm tired and crooked, go and go, ask your adults to lead the death, I don't want to be here anymore. You are wasting your energy."

These words were light and fluttering, but the words clearly resounded through the heavens and the earth. The undisguised sarcasm and contempt in the words made those witches and barbarians violent and their lungs almost exploded with anger.