super king glory

puff!

Xiang Ming landed on his buttocks and fell to the ground. Then his throat felt sweet, and he squirted out another mouthful of fresh food.

His body twitched and his spirit sank.

On the Jianwu City Wall, the generals of the Shang Kingdom were stunned.

Even Zhou Zhikun, who had great expectations for Xiang Ming, was dumbfounded.

All of them believed that Xiang Ming was just careless and had lost the opportunity.

They all thought that Xiang Ming would fight back and kill the young man.

However, he was directly stabbed in the chest.

The armor worn on Xiang Ming's body, as well as the high-grade inner armor inside the armor, saved his life and prevented him from being pierced to death.

However, the true energy of the King of Martial Arts contained in the spear was enough to cause him severe injuries.

On Xia Guojun's side, every soldier was cheered up and cheered for Zhao Yun.

Many people saw Zhao Yun make a move for the first time.

No one expected that this young general would be so powerful!

In front of Jianwu City, Zhao Yun, dressed in silver armor, walked towards Xiang Ming with a gentian gun in his hand.

Xiang Ming, with disheveled hair, clutched his chest, and kept vomiting blood, looking extremely painful.

Seeing Zhao Yun approaching, he was terrified and hurried to pick up the long knife that fell on the ground.

However, just as his hand touched the ink-colored sword, Zhao Yun raised his spear and pointed it out.

boom!

Zhao Yun fired a silver light from the gentian gun, which hit Xiang Ming's wrist.

"what!"

A piece of bright red blood exploded from Xiang Ming's wrist, and he screamed. The severe pain almost made him faint.

Holding the gentian gun, Zhao Yun walked up to Xiang Ming.

He has a straight body and a handsome appearance. With his silver armor, he looks like a god descending from the earth, full of righteousness.

Xiang Ming felt Zhao Yun's powerful aura, and said in panic, "Your Excellency is extraordinary in martial arts, and you are by no means an unknown person. Who the hell is Your Excellency?!"

Before that, he was called Zhao Yun brat, but now he is called "Your Excellency".

Obviously, Zhao Yun's formidable strength completely defeated him.

He also wanted to know Zhao Yun's identity.

Xiang Ming's terrified voice spread, and on the wall of Jianwu City, every merchant army looked at Zhao Yun.

Zhou Zhikun and the generals around him also looked at Zhao Yun with burning eyes.

Although Xiang Ming lost, he was right, a person with such martial arts is by no means an ordinary person.

But they had never seen it before.

Who is he?

Holding a gentian gun in his hand, Zhao Yun was wearing a silver armor under the sun, shining like a god descending from the earth, and said calmly: "Changshan Zhao Zilong!"

"Changshan Zhao Zilong?!"

Xiang Ming was startled.

The generals of the merchant army on the city wall were shocked.

They had never heard the name.

But for some reason, they heard an unstoppable aura from the name.

"good."

Zhao Yun nodded, turned to Xiang Ming, and said flatly, "Your Excellency's head, I accept it!"

3 Chapter Ninety

Xiang Ming was taken aback by Zhao Yun's unparalleled aura and murderous aura emanating from his body.

The generals of the merchant army on the Jianwu city wall were also shocked.

They all felt the murderous aura from Zhao Yun.

At this moment, they realized belatedly that this was not a duel between two Martial Kings, but a confrontation between two armies!

"Fire the arrows and cover General Xiang!"

Zhou Zhikun roared loudly and quickly gave orders.

On the city wall, a group of crossbowmen immediately moved towards Zhao Yun and drew their crossbows.

but!

That's too late.

wow~

The thunderous sound sounded again, and Zhao Yun moved his spear forward, piercing Xiang Ming's throat.

All the merchants shook their bodies and stared blankly at the blood-stained spear point that pierced Xiang Ming's throat, their eyes bulged, and they were horrified.

No one expected that this Zhao Zilong shot so quickly and so simply.

Before they could stop them, they killed their king-level powerhouse.

King Wu Xiangming is an existence that most of the merchants fear.

However, at this moment, in front of tens of thousands of people, his throat was easily pierced.

Like a chicken that has no power to resist, it is easily killed.

The blood-stained spear was drawn out, and there was a hole in Xiang Ming's neck.

Xiang Ming fell to the ground, fear and unwillingness appeared on his rough face.