If you have a bird's-eye view of Huwo Mountain from the sky, you will find a team marching in a straight line towards a central point, and the central point is the waterfall lake where Zhao Yu is located.

Soon, the first team had arrived, the Wave Blue Robe, one of the five sects of Great Xia, a monk of the Sea Wrong Sect.

The two disciples who were waiting here hurriedly stepped forward to greet them and explained the general situation, and the young sect master Yuan Chuan nodded, waved his sleeves, and walked towards the waterhole.

"Miss Hibiscus, Sister Pear Blossom, you are not kind like this, the first to find this fierce jackal leopard king beast will not inform the brother, but the two of us are neighbors, I have heard that the Linglong Sect is good at the art of Qihuang, but I don't know that the girl of the hibiscus is so good at the art of controlling the beast, and the king beast of this realm of reality is tamed and obedient, and I am really admired for my brother. ”

Furong looked at the blue-robed young man who came over, a hint of displeasure flashed in her eyes, but she still responded: "Young Sect Master, I don't know how to control beasts, and there are other people who tame this fierce jackal and leopard. ”

"Oh, there are other people? I don't know which brother Tai has such ability, I can't hide it, the Hai Cuo Sect where I am located also has a little research on the way to control the beast, and I am also lacking a king beast of the realm recently, can Brother Tai give up this fierce jackal leopard, this price is negotiable. ”

After Yuan Chuan finished speaking, his eyes were firmly fixed on Zhao Yu, who had just finished breakfast and was washing dishes, his eyes were aggressive and full of oppression, and he had already learned from the disciple of Wangfeng that this place was decided by the young man in front of him who was not very old and wore a thick cotton hat.

He is not afraid that the young man in front of him is a hard stubble, in Great Xia, there are only a handful of peers he can't afford to provoke, not to mention that this young man looks so young, and as long as the younger generation fights hard power, the older generation will basically not ask, he has confidence in himself, even if the other party doesn't know what means he used to control this king beast, he also feels that he will not fall behind.

"You Yuan Chuan is still as stinky and shameless as ever, every time I see you, I can't help but punch you in the face, our Bingzong can't see a hypocritical person like you. ”

An unruly voice came, and a team came through the grass, wearing armor all over their bodies, with a killing aura in the process, led by a young man, with a thin face and a well-proportioned figure, but he was wearing a red helmet and was burdened with a halberd.

The fourth son of the king of Bei'an, Jiang Yue!

"Jiang Yue, you are still just a Japanese army reserve and you are so angry, and you are not afraid to flash your tongue, didn't your brother Jiang Tu tell you that you have to restrain your temperament in Shenjing recently. ”

Another team arrived, and while walking, the cyan Dao Palace disciple's robe was fluttering under the early sun, and it was the seed brother of the Dao Palace Willow Leaf Lane.

Liuye Lane is a general of the Mesozoic faction, and naturally he is extremely incompatible with the original winning surname Fourteen on weekdays, to a certain extent, Liuye Lane and Hai Cuo Sect are still allies, they are all promoted and risen after the succession of the Empress Wu, and the relationship between one glory and one loss is lost.

The children of Liuye Lane approached, and after seeing the figure squatting by the waterhole calmly washing dishes, their faces sank, and the second son of Zhenyu Hou led by him subconsciously took a step back, his face was hot and painful, and he secretly said badly.

However, the young sect master Yuan Chuan did not see this change clearly, he only felt that there was a strong ally on his side, and he walked towards Zhao Yu step by step, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, and his aggressiveness was even stronger!

At this time, a team had already gathered at the edge of the pool, surrounding the originally small waterfall and water lake, and found that the confrontation in the field was all first-class forces in Great Xia, and they stopped to watch and did not enter the field.

Zhao Yu skillfully washed the wooden bowl in his hand, he had developed such a habit since he was a child and his master was exiled from all over the country, and now his two little maids were cultivating in the Dao Palace, and he didn't want to trouble Liang Po, a big man, so many trivial things in life were done by himself, and he didn't feel that there was anything wrong, but his such a move was a symbol of low status in the eyes of some people.

A low status means weakness, and weakness means a good bully!

The brows under the cotton hat furrowed slightly, and the ebony eyes narrowed slightly, which meant that Zhao Yu was a little bored, he hated trouble the most, but trouble kept coming to the door, so the solution was to make everyone afraid, and the trouble would naturally be kept away, and on the way back to Beijing, he did this, slaughtering seven sects in one night, and he also planned to do this at this time.

Zhao Yu raised his hand, and the prostrate fierce jackal beside him suddenly opened his eyes, his fangs were exposed, and the yellow flowers planted on his body bloomed one after another, and his momentum began to rise gradually.

The face of the deputy general of the Shadow Wing Army, who was in charge of Zhao Yu's guards in the dark, changed his complexion, and he knew Zhao Yu's habit best since Jinzhou, but His Royal Highness the Imperial Sun had a gentle personality on weekdays and was very good at talking, but when he was serious, he was more decisive than anyone else, he could be called iron-blooded, and his means were thunderous, and he would not give people the slightest time to react.

He doesn't care who you are or what forces you come from, because he is the most honorable imperial grandson of Great Xia.

Suddenly there was a wind in the sky and the earth of the waterfall and lake, whistling from far and near, and a rune spear fell from the sky, straight into the ground in front of Yuan Chuan, only an inch away from Yuan Chuan's left foot.

The five-horse ghost wing army appeared in front of Zhao Yu, black armor and black helmets, like a ghost in the day, sitting down and roaring in the sky, the waterfall and lake were in chaos.

The prestige of the upper four armies, the various sects of Great Xia are naturally like thunder, every sergeant in the upper four armies, when they are young, they are proud of the various sects, it can be said that the disciples of the various sects present have senior brothers who have left a legend in the sect, and then joined the upper four armies, which is admirable.

The deputy general of the Ghost Wing Army led by him pushed the Ghost Wing Beast to sit down, took two steps forward, raised his hand with a move, and the rune spear automatically flew back into his hand, looking down at the young sect master Yuan Chuan, who was already ugly.

"Uncle Yan, it's me, I'm Lin Xiao, before my father went to the Western Xinjiang three years ago, I followed him and met you. ”

The second son of Zhenyu Hou looked at the one man and one beast in front of him, his face was overjoyed, and he hurriedly stepped forward to greet him.

The lieutenant general of the Shadowwing Army glanced at it, and then continued to look straight ahead, unmoved, and let out an angry roar from his mouth.

"Presumptuous, His Royal Highness the Great Xia Emperor's grandson is in front of him, and he still kneels down and salutes quickly, are you going to rebel?"

The sound is loud and powerful, exploding above the surface of the lake, and constantly spreading, echoing!

All the sounds on the waterfall and lake disappeared in an instant, and the disciples of each sect all stopped talking and looked at each other, and they could see complete horror on each other's faces.

His Highness the Slaughterer?

Isn't he supposed to be in the White Emperor Palace, how could he be here?

After a short period of silence, some of the disciples surrounding the lake began to kneel on one knee, one, two, three, and then they formed a continuous trend, kneeling down one by one.

Only the small group of people who were close to Zhao Yu were still standing, and the second prince of Zhenyu Hou stepped forward and wanted to say something more, but the deputy general of the Shadow Wing Army turned his head, glared at him, and roared at him again.

"Get on your knees!"

With a plop, the second son, Lin Xiao, knelt directly on his knees, and all the soldiers on the side also knelt down and saluted, leaving only one person in the field, standing alone.

The young sect master of the Hai Wrong Sect, Yuan Chuan!

The lieutenant general and sergeant of the Shadow Wing Army stared at him with both eyes, and the murderous aura in his eyes became more and more intense, and the lieutenant's right hand holding the rune spear began to clench, and the wind between heaven and earth became stronger and stronger.

Yuan Chuan felt that he was in the middle of a tyrannical storm, almost torn apart, and cold sweat began to continue to emerge from his forehead and back, flowing down, soaking through his clothes.

At last he slowly bent his knees downward, and finally gradually knelt on the ground, lowered his head, and saluted in the most respectful tone:

"Yuan Chuan, a disciple of the Haicuo Sect, has seen His Royal Highness Taisun, and wishes His Highness all the blessings and health of his Holiness and the success of his cultivation. ”