Heavenly War God

"Prince, do you have a plan in mind?" At this time, others came forward to help apply the ointment on Jun Mo Ao's arms. Just now, the words of Jun Mo Ao were not only helping themselves, but also helping them.

At this time, Jun Mo Ao continued with some curiosity: "are you going to ask the strong man of your family to personally help kill Shen Yi?"

"No!"

Wang Zichen said coldly, "it's a trivial matter. It doesn't need the people in my family. If this matter is passed back to the family, it's inevitable that someone will take the opportunity to provoke me."

"Prince, are you ready?" Jun Mo Ao asked hesitantly.

"You take this with you." When the voice fell, Prince Chen took out a black token and said indifferently, "Jun Mo Ao, go to the roadside tavern back to the village, give this token to the steward, and say I want to ask Qing Yijian to kill someone."

"Qing, Qing Yijian?"

When Wang Zichen's voice fell, the faces of others suddenly changed, and bursts of cold air were sounded.

"Mr. Wang, you, you don't want to invite a gold medal assassin who has everything cleared with one sword. Clear with one sword?" Someone said tremblingly.

"Qing Yijian!"

It can be said that the name of Qingyi sword is almost well known. When talking about Qingyi sword, even the wolf king and the wolf respected the strong dare not have the slightest carelessness. In the sky, almost no one knows the real name of Qing Yijian, but his deeds are unknown.

No matter who it is, there is no precedent for him to survive as long as he keeps an eye on it.

In the sky, most people have not seen his true appearance. Even those who fell under his sword only saw a dark shadow and a beam of sword light, and they have fallen. On their deathbed, it's likely that they don't know who killed themselves.

Under the sword of Qing Yijian, there is no living mouth left. It is said that he once targeted a big man. That time, he lurked for half a year before he had the chance to produce that sword. The great assassin had no chance to stand again.

This is the horror of Qing Yijian.

If Prince Chen really can invite Qing Yijian over, that little Shen Yi will die without doubt, and there is no possibility of life.

"Yes, it's him!"

Wang Zichen said coldly, "Qing Yijian once owed me a favor. If you ask him, he will come. But remember, tell Qing Yijian, I won't let Shen Yi fall so easily. I'll take back the humiliation he gave me, a thousand times, a thousand times!"

Staring at Prince Chen's ferocious expression, these people in the field felt a chill in their hearts.

In their hearts, they secretly reminded themselves not to provoke this prince Chen, otherwise, Shen Yi's end is likely to be his own end.

Qing Yijian, this is Qing Yijian!

Let's not say that Shen Yi is just a wolf general now. Even if he is already a strong wolf king, I'm afraid he has no chance to live?

"Young master Wang, leave it to me." Jun Mo Ao's look moved slightly. He came forward and took out the token and carefully put it into his spirit ring. Then he took a deep breath and said, "I promise to invite the Qing Yi sword."

"Go."

Wang Zichen said coldly.

Jun Mo Ao held the token and soon disappeared.

At this time, the other people in the field, their looks are changing one by one, and their hearts turn a thousand times at a time. On weekdays, they always follow Prince Chen to show off their strength. On weekdays, they bully others again, and rarely see Wang Zichen's real anger.

Now, they see the terrible anger of Prince Chen.

They have silently pitied Shen Yi. Who can't offend Shen Yi? They have to offend Wang Zichen. Is retribution coming now?

……

Shen Yi doesn't know yet. The prince Chen has invited an assassin to deal with himself.

Shen Yi left the prince Chen alive at that time, just because he remembered that Wang Shijie had offered him a glass of wine when he was in the general's house, and the prince Chen was not guilty to death. Now the friendship of this cup of wine is gone. If the other party comes again, he will not be merciful.

At this time, Shen Yi and his party were almost crossing the jungle.

This secret road in the jungle is rarely used by Zhangjia. Zhang Xing only once 20 years ago. Now they haven't been to other people in Zhangjia for 20 years. Many places here are already different from Zhang Xing's imagination.

Zhang Xing could only look for it slowly. After almost half an hour, Zhang Xing stopped and said excitedly, "it's here. We just need to find it and move on."

"Here?"

"Uncle Zhang, is it really here? There is no way here."

These people in Zhangjiakou, one by one, opened their eyes and said with a puzzled look.

This is a piece of vegetation in front of us. Where does it look like a half way?

"You know a fart. If there was a way here, wouldn't it have been found already?"

Zhang Xing said disdainfully, "this is a secret way. I'm afraid you don't know what a secret way is. We just need to go through this place slowly, and we can naturally reach the outer depths of the ancient battlefield. Then the flame of the dead will belong to us."

These people in Zhangjia still looked suspicious, but no one said anything.

At this time, Shen Yi's look moved slightly.

Other people, they just feel that the jungle in front of them is the same as other places, but Shen Yi faintly feels something different in it.

The surface of the dense forest is also very lush, and there is almost no difference from other places, but it is full of a strong smell of death. It's just that this breath hides the vitality in the jungle. Even if he doesn't pay attention to it, he can easily ignore the past.

This place is really likely to be the secret road.

"OK, don't hesitate one by one. Can I deceive you? Let's go in quickly." Zhang Xing said discontentedly.

"Yes."

The rest of Zhang nodded.

"Son Shen Yi, please." When others entered, Zhang Xing politely said to Shen Yi.

"OK."

Shen Yi also stepped into the secret passage in the entrance.

This is a secret Road, but there is really no road in it, but a wild jungle full of thorns. Almost all of them entered the jungle with a stiff head.

In the jungle where no one has stepped, but there are often monsters in ambush, not only monsters, but also inexplicable dangers will exist. These young people in Zhangjia are divided into three groups to open the road, and they also avoid people who want to notice that when the road is opened up, others repair it.

They walked for almost half an hour. On the way, they met several monsters, but they didn't pose much threat to them.

At this time, the surrounding scenery has gradually changed.

The lush scene just now has disappeared, but it has gradually become lifeless, filled with countless terrible feelings. There are still a lot of vegetation around here, but there are no lush trees, only sparse leaves, and the appearance of the trees is very ferocious and terrible, just like ghosts.

These people in Zhangjia are walking. The scene here has become so terrible, and there is always an inexplicable pressure over their heads, and their hearts are gradually flustered.

They are not spoiled, but their experience is still too little, and the scenery in front of them is far beyond their imagination.