Chapter 902: Killing the King

As soon as Uya Turanto fell, he was greeted by two fierce rays of light, and a huge wave of sound shook, and Bagura in his arms had just woken up, and he was immediately stunned again.

The northern emperor had his chest pierced, his crown cut off, and his hair cut in half.

His inner anger surged, and he looked at his chest in a daze, and his eyes immediately glowed with anger, accompanied by his loud questioning.

"Turanto, it's time for you to abdicate."

A woman holding a long knife, the figure flashed more than a hundred meters away, she looked at Uya Turanto cautiously, even if the other party was seriously injured, it was not an object they could take lightly.

"It's a pity that His Highness Lantes is more qualified than you for the position of monarch, and it is a pity that not a single sword has cut off your head."

Another strong man with a giant sword in his hand slowly emerged from behind a strange rock, his eyes fixed on Turanto, looking for a second chance to attack.

"That kid at Lantes wouldn't do such a thing, are you going to splash dirty water on me before I die?"

Turanto carried Bagura behind his back, tied tightly, his eyes narrowed, and a long pure white stick suddenly appeared in his hand.

"Hehe, true and false, false and true, Turanto, how do you distinguish this person's heart."

The giant sword strong man chuckled, and then turned his head to look at Yan Xingxia: "Old ghost Yan, do you want to use a knife, killing Turanto can kill a big trouble for your Dongyue." ”

"That's right, Turanto has never been a fuel-efficient lamp, our northern Xinjiang heroes, who are not overwhelmed by the pressure, constantly being cut down, just he is the only one who is big, I am the only one, he does not die, how can you Dongyue be stable" The woman with the long knife also echoed.

"Old Yan ......"

Uya Turanto's heart tightened, if Yan Xingxia intervened, he would no longer have any power to resist, and he would be killed directly.

"It's a good opportunity."

Yan Xingxia's eyes flashed with fierce light, and with a throw of his hands, he threw Yan Jinbai and Xu Zhi hundreds of meters away, he slowly pulled out the thick-backed knife and stared at Wuya Turanto.

The footsteps stepped back again and again, Xu Zhicai stabilized his body, Yan Xingxia's throw was extremely measured, and such a long distance only made the soles of their feet a little numb, and there was no physical injury.

"Good" The woman shouted: "Old Ghost Yan, as long as you can do your best, when His Royal Highness Lantes takes the throne, the Nanhammer Checkpoint on the border of our border is willing to shrink for a hundred miles and show sincerity." ”

"Love Yuli Bali, you will still commit treason after rebellion, and you will be a sinner in the north in the future."

Uya Turanto roared unwillingly: "We have been fighting in the north for thousands of years, and we have accumulated several dynasties to have such a scale, and you can send it out so easily." ”

"Turanto, you cut the domain for thousands of miles, you own the world, we are only a city of land, this is unfair, our ancestral industry is taken back by you little by little, every time I think of this, we have no shame to see the ancestors underground" The giant sword strong man is the true beggar in the mouth of Uta Turanto, and he is also the great master of Northern Xinjiang.

This man and a woman, Gu are both top grandmasters, one is named Huozhen Beibei, and the other is named Aiyu Li Bali Bada, who has been famous for decades, and even before Uya Turanto became a great grandmaster, it was only Uya Turanto who came from behind, and his strength ranked first in northern Xinjiang.

"There are many vassal states, and you can't escape the fate of two or three hundred years, so you really want your descendants to slaughter each other, and the blood in your territory will be like a river," Uya Turanto said sadly.

"Hey, hey, Turanto, I don't want to see my children and grandchildren prostrate under your Wuya family for generations, you are so noble, why don't you give up the throne and take turns to sit down" Huo Zhen Bei begged sarcastically.

The breath of the two of them was slightly gasping, Turanto and Yan Xingxia were not light from flying here, and these two people also had some tired colors.

"You rushed here so quickly, presumably Bagura should have touched the node of the stone statue, Turanto, you are very good to your own people, really good, our child, I sat in it for more than ten hours before I came out."

"You set the rules, and you break them yourself, that's your prerogative."

The two great grandmasters glanced at Yan Xingxia and began to change their positions, both of them were making adjustments under the excuse of the time of their tongues, and when they struck the next blow, it was a shock.

This is a very good opportunity for them, such a long flight distance, coupled with Turanto's flight with people, the consumption of internal qi is huge, and the body is in an extremely tired moment, and they arrived here nearly an hour early, and their bodies have recovered a lot of strength.

The ambush battle was fought quite well, and with the full force of the outburst, one blow was successful, and Turanto had little more stubborn resistance.

This is a rare opportunity for them, Turanto rarely has this kind of exhaustion time, and in the depths of the cave sky, what happened in this place is difficult for outsiders to know, even if Yan Xingxia proves it, it is difficult for anyone in the Northern Frontier Kingdom to believe it.

Directly pushed to some unknown danger in the cave, it is normal to announce the death of Uya Turanto, and everything will die without proof.

"Two traitors, one old thief, you three thieves, come, come," Uya Turanto pointed to his head and said angrily: "The great head is here, if there is a kind, come and take it." ”

The pure white long stick pointed at Huo Zhen Bei Qi, Ai Yu Li Bali Bada, and Yan Xingxia, and slapped Bagula on his back in the face.

"Wake up, see clearly, and don't accompany grandpa to be a fool."

Bagula, who was stunned, was slapped with a nosebleed, and his eyes were confused looking at all this in front of him, but in an instant, the young man had already seen the situation clearly.

"Grandpa Huang, leave me behind, run away."

"I'm going to die anyway, if you leave me behind, the stick can be two points faster, and maybe you can kill a traitor."

Bagula looked at the three people who were staring at him, and his heart was full of despair, in the battle of the great grandmaster, Turanto himself could not be protected, let alone him, maybe it was just a few blows, and he would be shattered without Turanto's internal qi protection, and his bones would be gone.

"Good grandson, you and I have no chance of surviving today, you just watch it on your back, and see how grandpa kills the traitor and kills one, and we can go to Huangquan with peace of mind."

Turanto's desperate intentions are revealed, the trapped beast is still fighting, and when the mountains and rivers are exhausted, he will fight for his last glory.

Huo Zhen Bei Qi and Ai Yu Li Bali Bada looked at each other a few times, and looked at Yan Xingxia, Turanto has no way out, like them embarked on the road of killing the king, how can they retreat, once Turanto escapes, facing them is to kill the nine clans, even if they escape, they can only go away.

"Turanto, take me, Shadow Blade."

Aiyuli Bali's eyes burst out, she waved her long knife, the figure turned into green smoke, and when she reappeared, she was only three steps away from Turanto, and the cold sword light came with her figure, and a sound of gold and jade suddenly sounded.

Under the gray sky, the giant sword slashed in an instant, and an extremely condensed sword light followed closely behind, mercilessly, slashing at Turanto, who was carrying Cubara. I want to talk about "Heroes and Invincible Grandmasters" with more like-minded people, pay attention to "excellent reading literature" on WeChat, talk about life, and find confidants~