With Guandu's 100,000 cavalry, Yuanmen's traitors are invincible

So are the Most High.

The crowd in Frost City was even more unbearable.

People below the Great Dao Realm have already fallen into a semi-comatose state.

Even the Great Dao Realm is all overwhelmed.

Han Wei felt that now was the time to fight back.

"Father, I will call you father for the last time. If you persist in your obsession, then don't blame me for not loving father and son."

"If you turn around now, the Supreme Winter King will definitely forgive you."

Han Zhu's face jumped wildly.

It is impossible to say that he is not afraid at this time.

After all, King Dong was once his master, the biggest shadow in his heart.

But Han Zhu was very clear.

If he nodded at this time, he would definitely die immediately.

He gave Wu Shen his soul seal.

Although in theory, as long as he cuts off that part of the soul, at the cost of downgrading, he can get rid of Wu Shen's control.

But Han Zhu's intuition told him that if he really did this, he would die in a very different way.

on the other hand.

Han Zhu knew King Dong better than anyone else.

If he betrayed King Winter, then don't expect King Winter to forgive him.

Not only he was going to die, but his whole family was going to die.

Instead, he insisted on Wu Shen's side.

Not to mention that the Lord of the Holy Tower has always had a good reputation outside.

It's just that the Lord of the Holy Tower wants to restore the order of the Mewa clan, so he won't kill him, a person who took the initiative to defect.

No matter how you say it, Hanzhu is also a well-known wise man among the Qigongs.

It has nothing to do with his character.

All kinds of thoughts flashed through my mind.

Han Zhu gritted his teeth with a righteous expression on his face.

"Don't say any more, my father is the grand duke of the Mewa tribe, not the loyal lackey of King Winter."

"Even if my father dies today, here, outside, or jumping from here, he will definitely not betray the Holy King of our clan."

the other side.

Wu Shen, who was protected by the system, was not affected by King Dong's aura at all.

He has been paying attention to the entire Frost City, and naturally saw Han Zhu's reaction.

After the Lord of the Holy Tower smiled playfully, he waved his left hand with the gold in his hand.

A mammoth cut out in one stroke.

The golden light exploded.

A golden statue stood up from the light.

The golden statue actually looked like the King of Winter.

The golden idol let out a bell-like roar.

Holding the sky with both hands, he punched King Dong's projection.

It all happened too fast.

So that no one reacted.

The Lord of the Holy Tower rubbed out a Winter King, and then beat the Winter King.

This plot is too exciting.

So much so that Dong Wang himself didn't react.

boom!

Winter King's projection was directly blown up by the golden statue, turning into a golden rainstorm.

The golden idol opened its mouth wide and sucked all the golden rain into its body.

The entire Frost City was illuminated by this dazzling golden color.

The billions and billions of golden idols turned their hands backwards, covering the entire Frost City, isolating the aura of the King of Winter.

With one hand forward, he waved away the aftermath of the golden rainstorm.

After absorbing all the golden rainstorm.

The golden idol became more agile.

The divine light in his eyes was shining brightly, scorching open the sky.

Through layers of barriers, he looked at the bewildered King Dong in the ancestral land of the Mewa tribe.

Wu Shen's voice came from the mouth of the golden idol.

"Keep one hand, how does it feel to be slapped in the face by your own hand?"

After King Winter's short-lived bewilderment.

Furious.

He was hit by his own arm.

这特么简直比被砍掉一条胳膊还要让他愤内,部/书，群:9|8/0'2;0。5:85,6怒和屈辱。

"Santa, you are courting death!"

The Winter King's projection once again appeared over Frost City.

Reign in a more majestic posture.

"Santa, I want you to pay the price."

Wu Shen grinned.

"Okay, then you can take action. Let me see how powerful the Mewa tribe is to keep one hand from the Supreme One."

Dong Wang's canthus was about to burst.

"Santa, you are also a hero, but you are so vulgar and rude? You use tricks to plot against the deity, even if you win by one and a half tricks, do you think it is your own ability?"

Wu Shen had a calm expression on his face.

"You're right, keep a hand."

"I agree with your statement, keep a hand."

Winter King's projection actually trembled a bit, obviously he was so angry that he almost couldn't hold on anymore.

"Santa, you despicable and shameless person. This deity will not argue with you!"

Wu Shen nodded with a smile.

"Okay, save it. You're quite right."

King Dong's face turned purple.

"Do you dare not say something about keeping your hand?"

Wu Shen blinked.

"Okay, so Your Excellency Winter, how did you feel when you were hit in the face with your own arm just now?"

"How do you tell everyone how you feel?"

King Dong's projection trembled even more.

The expressions on the faces of all the supreme beings were extremely strange.

What about a bloody battle?

Why do you feel that the painting style is getting more and more wrong?

Are we laughing now, or are we laughing?Or is it laughing?

The supreme ones, you look at me, I look at you, and in the end all I can do is hold back my laughter.

As for Wu Shen.

No matter what the Winter King says.

He acts as a repeater.

In the end, King Winter's projection suddenly exploded with anger.

The golden projection exploded at once, turning into a golden vortex, which was retracted.

"Santa, the deity will wait for you in the Golden City. When the time comes, the deity will personally take action to end you completely."

As the voice fell, the golden vortex retracted.

Everything was calm again.

Chapter 817 Internal Problems of the Major League

The Winter King is gone.

The entire Frost City was in a daze.

including the Most High.

What is going on with King Dong's anticlimactic behavior?

If Wu Shen really left him in anger, it would be a joke.

No matter what his personality is, if a person with the highest source of Dao is overwhelmed by a few words, he will actually forget his original purpose.

That is not far from the collapse of the source, and the disappearance of the source of death.

No matter how you look at it, King Dong is not close to dying.

Grani looked at Wu Shen with a confused face.

"Stingy man, what did that guy come here for? He came here just to be scolded by you?"

Wu Shen smiled playfully.

"Would you believe me if I said yes?"

Grani blinked.

"I don't believe you'll make up another one?"

Wu Shen shook his head.

"Not this time."

Grani was surprised.

"Dong Dong really came here specially to be scolded by you? Is his brain broken?"

This time, it was not Wu Shen who answered her.

Petina understood.

"Winter King is here to paralyze us, he needs time."

"If we are confused by his performance just now, and despise him."

"Whether we are aggressively advancing with a single-armed raid, or turning our attention to fully occupying Mewa territory."

"Both are good for him."

Grani and the other High Ones recalled.