Maoshan Ghost King

At this time, it is estimated that no one can maintain composure, even Ge Yu and the others seem a little nervous.

I couldn't hear anyone talking around, but the sound of rustling footsteps kept coming closer.

The few remaining dozen soldiers all looked at the tarp, and some of them cried out: "Adjutant Tarp, what shall we do..."

The tarp didn't know what to do. He just lost his gun and replaced it with a sword.

Soon, a large group of people wearing black robes walked in slowly from all around. Behind those people wearing black robes, there were a group of head-down masters wearing red robes. Hundreds of people besieged them in groups.

A soldier from the Wa State Army in front saw these descended heads coming out of the forest. He felt that he was dead anyway, so he cursed directly: "Damn, I'm fighting with you!"

As he said, he raised the gun in his hand and fired at the black-robed masters.

It's just that he just raised the gun on this side, and a flying arrow hit the soldier's forehead directly, piercing his head, and fell toward the back.

At this moment, the soldiers behind were so scared that they lost the courage to raise their guns.

Immediately afterwards, from among the dense group of descendants, four descendants in red robes stepped out from the crowd, carrying a chair.

When Ge Yu and the others saw who the person sitting on the chair was, their expressions changed drastically, and they were terrified.

This person is Wu Long, the number three figure of Heishui Shengling.

Behind Wu Long, there was another person carrying his murderous spear.

After Chen Guang saw the person in front of him clearly, he almost sat on the ground in shock.

Once Wu Long came, this time there was absolutely no chance to escape from here.

It just made a few people unable to figure out why Wu Long knew their whereabouts so clearly, and what went wrong.

Chen Guang felt that this journey was definitely considered secretive, and even going to the Wa State Army to trade jewelry with Wan Luozong was seamless and very secretive.

There are even more incredible things, when everyone sees Wu Long, it is nothing.

But seeing from Wulong's side, not far away, the crowd dispersed again, and several red-robed head-down masters came out carrying a chair.

This time, the man sitting in the chair was an old man, about 60 or 70 years old, described as thin and wearing black clothes.

This person has a sallow complexion and sparse hair. At a glance, he looks like the evil **** of fire cloud.

This person exudes a strong evil spirit, and his skinny body once showed a morbid state, especially his face, which looked like a dying person, but Ge Yu and the others have no doubt that this person absolutely Is an incredible master.

Since ancient times, the cultivation base of evil cultivators has been improved too much than that of the righteous practitioners, because in order to improve their own cultivation, they can ignore all the consequences, and even use murder to take away the cultivation of others, but evil cultivation has contaminated too much. Cause and effect, most of them look spooky, all of them look like people and ghosts.

The few red robe lowered head teachers put the chair down, the old man sitting on the chair glanced at Ge Yu and the others, and coughed dryly: "Wulong... just these few This stuff has turned your old nest upside down, you really are getting more and more useless..."

Wu Long snorted coldly: "Don't stand up and talk because your back hurts. Your daughter who thinks she is invincible and will be rampant in Southeast Asia in the future is not the same as being almost killed by them. You haven't fought with them at all. I don't know how difficult these little chopsticks from China are."

Wu Long's sarcasm made the old man's face look more gloomy, he just coughed twice and stopped speaking.

Hearing the conversation between the two of them, Ge Yu and the others' hearts suddenly sank to the bottom, and finally they knew who the half-bald old man in front of them was. This person was Mudahan, the second character of Heishui Shengling.

One Wu Long almost wiped out a few of them. When the second-ranked character Mudahan came, it was estimated that it would be difficult to fly.

Tira was even more shocked, Huarong paled, and her hands tremblingly hugged her son Wu Silu tightly.

Is there anything worse than this when the two big monsters of Heishui Shengling are staring at him?

Ge Yu and the others looked at each other, and there was a hot look in their eyes.

Under this tremendous pressure, the first to speak was the adjutant of General Banla, the master named Tarpaulin.

"Our Wa State Army has always followed you in Heishui Shengling's well water. You killed so many of us today. Isn't it possible that General Banla's anger will be crushed by the soldiers to encircle you Heishui Shengling?"

"Haha...what a big tone, your Wa army is just jumping on this one-third of acre. There are a few guts to run to our Thai side to die. Today, our Heishui Shengling had no intention of telling you Wa. The state army is the enemy. If you are to blame, you don't know how to raise the people. Don't blame us for being cruel and cruel." Wu Long said viciously.

"If we die here today, I can assure you that General Wulong will surely eliminate all of your Blackwater Sage Ling's power throughout Myanmar, without leaving any armor." The tarp said again.

"Haha... I'm afraid you have no life to go back today and convey this to General Banla, because you are all going to die here today." Wu Long said immediately, his tone full of mockery.

The tarp suddenly trembled in his heart. As he said, once all of them, more than a hundred people, died, Heishui Shengling could completely shirk everything to the dead opponent of the Wa State Army, killing him without admitting it, General Banla. There is no way.

To say that General Banla dared to fight Heishui Shengling to the end, it is not always true. It is not a wise move to be an enemy of Heishui Shengling. Once the Wa State Army fights Heishui Shengling, it will inevitably suffer heavy losses. It will leave a great opportunity for the remaining Burmese warlords to take advantage of the situation to annex the Wa state army.

He originally thought that Heishui Shengling would be based on the power of the Wa State Army and did not dare to be enemies with it. Everyone underestimated Heishui Shengling's ambition.

At this time, Ge Yu took a step forward, blocked in front of everyone, looked at Wu Long, stretched out his hand, and pulled off the human skin mask on his face: "Wu Long, I really didn't expect that we See you again so soon."

"Yes, since you ran away that day, the deity has been thinking about you all day and night, and today you finally fell into my hands!" Wu Long said with gritted teeth.