super king glory

He looked at the cold Zhao Yun with difficulty.

At this moment, he still did not believe that he was going to die.

However, the feeling from his extremely weak body told him that all of this was real.

Looking at Zhao Yun's gentian spear, dripping down his own blood, Xiang Ming seemed to see life passing by.

He let out a miserable laugh, his body twitched twice, and died!

Two-star Martial King.

Xiang Ming.

fall from the sky!

When the crossbowman on the city wall recovered from the shock and was about to shoot a sharp arrow.

Zhao Yun had already returned to Wang Xiaojian on his horse.

"My lord, the enemy general has been killed!"

Zhao Yun clasped his fists in both hands, even though he was full of murderous aura, he was still upright and awe-inspiring.

Wang Xiaojianjun smiled and said: "Okay, Zilong. You are indeed my General Zuo!"

"Next, take a break. Watch mine."

"Yes, my lord!"

Zhao Yun clasped his fists, stepped aside on his horse, and looked at Jianwu City again.

At this time, the merchant army on the wall of Jianwu City was in a commotion.

Someone gasped, and someone let out a cry of surprise.

No one expected that this young general riding a white horse would be so powerful that he could kill Xiang Ming, the two-star martial king!

Xiang Ming's death was beyond the expectation of every merchant.

General Zhou Zhikun was extremely angry.

No matter which country is concerned, martial kings are very rare.

The death of two-star martial king Xiang Ming was a huge loss to him.

His heart ached, and Wang Xiaojian's voice sounded again in the air, making him furious.

"Wang Zhikun, your King Wu's subordinate is dead. Open the door and surrender, and call Dad, Dad will spare your life."

"All merchants, as long as you call me daddy, daddy will spare you."

On the horseback, the corners of Wang Xiaojian's mouth turned upwards, sneering again, pissed off.

He not only mocked Zhou Zhikun, but also mocked every merchant army in Jianwu City, making them full of righteous indignation!

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for successfully taunting. King points +8!"

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for completing the beautiful taunt. King points +18!"

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for completing the group mocking, King Points +188!"

In Wang Xiaojian's mind, the crisp voice of the system sounded, and a smile appeared on Jun's face.

With a big wave of his hand, the cavalry and infantry of Xia Guojun behind him, holding their spears in their hands, also roared.

"Wang Zhikun, call Dad!"

"Business dogs, call Dad!"

"..."

The annoying voice was continuous.

Every merchant general on the city wall was trembling with anger.

As invaders, during this period of time, they killed countless civilians of the Xia Kingdom and committed heinous crimes, but they couldn't bear such an insult at this moment.

Zhou Zhikun's eyes were red, and he was so angry that he almost vomited blood.

The surrounding generals of the Shang Kingdom trembled all over.

They wished they could rush down and strangle Wang Xiaojian to death.

However, they knew that with their abilities, they absolutely couldn't do it.

With anger in his eyes, Ke Lian said to Zhou Zhikun, "General, let the last general go out, and the last general will kill Zhao Yun and avenge General Xiang!"

Zhou Zhikun said with a gloomy expression, "General Ke, you are a two-star martial king. General Xiang is also a two-star martial king. Even General Xiang is no match for Zhao Zilong. Can you defeat him?"

Ke Lian snorted coldly: "Although this Zhao Zilong is superb in martial arts, it seems that he is only good at marksmanship. He is good at riding and shooting. As long as he does not confront him head-on, he is no match for me!"

Zhou Zhikun's eyes flashed when he heard the words, and he said with a stern look: "Okay, General Ke. You go to this battle. Kill Zhao Zilong and avenge General Xiang!"

Ke Lian hurriedly clasped his fists and said, "Yes, General! The last general must have killed Zhao Yun and then Li Bai, and brought their heads to see the General!"

"it is good!"

Ke Lian walked down the city wall.

dong dong dong~

On the city wall, two shirtless merchant soldiers beat the gongs and drums vigorously.

In Jianwu City, two soldiers ran out and carried Xiang Ming's body back.

After a while, Ke Lian, who was riding a war horse, appeared at the gate of the city.

Ke Lian has a hulking back and a pair of eyes that are as sharp as a knife.

He was riding a war horse, exuding strong blood, carrying a crossbow made of monster bones. The bow was as red as blood, and it looked like a remarkable treasure.

Ke Lian rode out of the city gate, raised the longbow in his hand, and shouted in the direction of Wang Xiaojian and Zhao Yun, "Zhao Yun, come and die!"

Zhao Yun was riding a white horse, he clenched his fists and said sharply, "My lord, Zhao Yun is going to kill him."

Before Wang Xiaojian could speak, an old voice sounded beside him.

"Zilong, you have already killed a Martial King. This battle, let the old man come!"