Swallowing the Emperor

Chapter 464

Then Liu Peng suddenly uttered a fluent imperial dialect to prove his identity.

"Zhao Neng, I bullied you today, what can you do!"

"Do you really think I'm afraid of you? Tomorrow, I'll go to your patriarch to ask for an explanation. Don't think that you can do whatever you want if you take refuge in Huangshi patriarch. Don't forget, who am I!"

Apparently, the northern barbarian's name was Bilinuha, and the empire's tavern owner named Zhao Neng had another backer.

Liu Peng grinned, "Zhao Neng, threaten me? Well, I wanted to save your life. Since you still want to sue the patriarch, I will tell you the truth. It is the patriarch's intention to drive you away from the triangle oasis. He It is certain that you will not agree, so let me give you a ride, come on!"

The warriors of the Huangshi tribe who came with Liu Peng rushed forward with a whimper, raised the saber in their hands, and killed Zhao Neng.

Ye Tunjing was about to stand up to save others, but was stopped by Mo Lin, "Don't worry, this Zhao Neng is not that simple."

The first time he saw Zhao Neng, Mo Lin could see his cultivation strength—level seven Martial Ancestor!
Although Liu Peng brought a large number of subordinates, most of them were ninety-level martial artists. This huge gap in cultivation levels cannot be made up by numbers.

However, Mo Lin still underestimated Zhao Neng's strength. When he saw Liu Peng's subordinates rushing over, Zhao Neng waved his hand, and suddenly more than 20 guys with sharp knives rushed out of the back kitchen. These people also had ninety-level martial artists Cultivation.

Just imagine, opening a tavern in a place like the Triangle Oasis where fish and dragons are mixed, if you don't have any strength, you will have been eaten by others. During the conversation, the two gangs fought together.

Although there were more than 20 fellows to help, the difference in numbers still caused Zhao Neng's people to be defeated quickly. Liu Peng's people attacked fiercely and mercilessly, and more than 20 fellows fell to death one after another.

"Zhao Neng, come on, how many men are there, you might as well call them all, lest I waste Liu Peng's time!"

Liu Peng's men surrounded Zhao Neng.

Zhao Neng's face was ashen, he looked at the corpse on the ground and gritted his teeth: "Okay, Liu Peng, I promise you, I'll go!"

"late!"

Liu Peng grinned, "To tell you the truth, Zhao Neng didn't want you to leave the oasis alive when I was looking for you this time. Two elders, come out."

Two burly old men in gray clothes walked in following Liu Peng's voice. Obviously, he still had reinforcements.

Seeing the two people who came in, Zhao Neng's face turned pale, he shook a few times and almost sat on the ground.

"What a strong murderous aura."

Ye Tunjing saw the two gray-clothed old men frowning slightly. These two did not hide their aura, and they were all eighth-level Wuzong!Even if Liu Peng didn't make a move, Zhao Neng wouldn't be able to get out alive.

"Zhao Neng, for the sake of our brothers, I, Liu Peng, will definitely take good care of your five lovely wives, oh, yes, and your three daughters."

"You bastard!"

Zhao Neng roared sharply, and the cultivation base of the seventh-level Martial Ancestor exploded, like a tiger descending a mountain, or a dragon going out to sea, his obese body didn't feel a little bloated and clumsy, and he was as agile as a spirit ape in a mountain forest, his hands were clawed, and he spit out half a breath of water. The meter-long fingers grabbed Liu Peng's chest.

Liu Peng stayed where he was, while the two old men in gray stood in front of him first, swung two palms, blocked Zhao Neng's full blow, and then turned their palms into fists at the same time, blasting Zhao Neng away.

Zhao Neng is a seventh-level Martial Ancestor, so he can be said to be the strongest among the strong, but the gray-clothed old man is an eighth-level Martial Ancestor, and he played two against one, and this battle turned into a one-sided crush.

After resisting more than [-] strokes, Zhao Neng was beaten with blood from his nose and mouth, and fell to the ground with serious injuries, with more than a dozen ribs on both sides broken.

"Zhao Neng, fight again, aren't you very majestic? Get up and fight!"

Liu Peng stepped on Zhao Neng's chest, his eyes gleamed with a frenzied and bloodthirsty vicious light.

"Have you enjoyed enough in the oasis these years? You must be wondering why I dare to kill you. To tell you the truth, this is what the barbarian king meant, do you understand?"

Zhao Neng spat out blood, and his whole body trembled when he heard Liu Peng's words, "Impossible, how could the barbarian king kill me! You are talking nonsense, you are deliberately planting the barbarian king!"

Liu Peng looked at Zhao Neng on the ground contemptuously, "Don't you understand the principle of sly rabbits and dogs? It's over, I promise you, I will take good care of your five wives and three daughters for you. As for Those four sons of yours, hehe, I will definitely make him the bravest soldier in the death camp, and guarantee them a glorious death, go die!"

While speaking, Liu Peng stomped on the sole of his foot, trying to trample on Zhao Neng to death like an ant, but this kick was in vain, his foot hit the floor hard, and the hard stone slab was torn apart. , splashing countless stones.

Liu Peng's pupils contracted sharply, and he looked up at the boy in black standing not far away and Zhao Neng beside him, thinking that he was delusional.

Just now Zhao Neng was clearly at his feet, why did he suddenly fall into the hands of the boy in black?
"Southern people?"

With a faint smile on the corner of Mo Lin's mouth, looking at Liu Peng who hadn't recovered from the shock, he suddenly asked.

"You, who are you!"

Liu Peng is not a fool. Although he can't see Mo Lin's cultivation strength, he knows that the other party is definitely not an ordinary person just from the scene of saving someone under his nose just now, especially the burly and tall man behind Mo Lin, who is not angry. The arrogant middle-aged man actually gave him an indescribable sense of oppression.

Mo Lin smiled and said: "It doesn't matter who I am, what matters is that what you did was a little unscrupulous, killing people without nodding their heads, how can you insult a wife and daughter? Besides, according to what you said just now, he is still your brother, This is even more wrong, why don't you just write off your wife and daughter's contribution to let me play for two days, what do you think?"

"You are looking for death, kill me!"

Liu Peng roared furiously, and the more than 40 warriors of the Huangshi tribe he brought raised their swords in their hands, roared, and surrounded them.

Mo Lin smiled and remained silent, motionless as a mountain, a layer of ripples that could not be seen by the naked eye slowly spread, and all the soldiers who rushed within five meters of him fell to the ground strangely, each with an extra scar on their necks. The slender opening, blood gushing out, struggled for a few times, and then there was no more movement.

Seeing the strange scene, Liu Peng's face changed drastically. He is also a master of the seventh level of Wuji Realm, but he didn't even see how Mo Lin made the move. The next moment, he heard the last words in his life.

"Kill them all."

Without any warning, before even screaming, Liu Peng saw a cold light streaking across his throat, and then his head flew into the air, seeing his headless body on the ground spurting blood like a fountain , the two gray-clothed old men who were traveling with him were also beheaded, and they didn't even have a chance to make a move!

"What kind of strength is this?"

Liu Peng's head fell to the ground, Gululu rolled to the corner of the wall, his eyes were round, and he could not rest in peace.

(End of this chapter)