Villain: Who said I came here to break off the engagement?

At this moment, an arm hooked around his neck, "Hey brother, you're so absorbed in watching, be careful your eyes will fall out."

Deng Gui was startled and almost used his magic power to blast the person behind him into pieces. Fortunately, he reacted quickly and restrained this instinctive reaction in time. Looking back, he happened to be facing a big face with a wretched smile.

Deng Gui frowned slightly and shrank back a little, trying to stay away from him.

This guy who suddenly appeared was a big fat man with a round head, a round brain and a round belly. He looked quite honest, but the ambiguous and wretched smile on his face made people want to beat him up.

Deng Gui's eyes were sharp and he saw his cultivation level at a glance, and he couldn't help but sneer.

Heh, Xuanwang Realm, ant.

The fat man came up again and winked, "Brother, we are all men, why do we have to hide it?"

Deng Gui frowned: "What should I hide?"

The fat man said: "You still say no? The deep affection and obsession in your eyes, the admiration and resentment in your eyes, have betrayed you."

Deng Gui's head was full of black lines. He really didn't want to entangle with this idiot, and a trace of the strong aura in his body leaked out.

The fat man's face changed in horror, his big round face turned pale in an instant, and beads of sweat kept dripping down, soaking his clothes.

"Woo wow!"

He screamed and ran away, but his body was too fat, and he ran too fast, so he lost his footing and rolled away like a ball.

Deng Gui's leaked momentum was completely suppressed, and he said to himself: "What obsession, what admiration, I want to kill him!"

At this moment, the formation of the military tent stopped working, and Deng Gui's raging magic power flowed through the eight meridians and gathered on his left index finger. He waited for the target to show up, and then he would give a fatal blow!

"Yushu, I'm here."

A clear voice sounded from the military tent, and He Chuan, wearing a light blue gown, walked out. He was handsome and energetic, which was really eye-catching.

Now!

Deng Gui's magic power gathered to the limit and pointed out with one finger!

He Chuan was talking to Liao Yushu, and suddenly a warning sign came to his mind. He turned his head and saw that the bright white light had filled his sight.

He wanted to hide, but he felt that he couldn't hide no matter how hard he tried, and could only watch the white light swallow him.

Liao Yushu's bright smile was still on her face, and the wind in front of her rolled over, blowing up the corner of her clothes.

As her black hair flew, the world in front of her collapsed.

…

Deng Gui was gone for most of the day, and in a blink of an eye, it was already dark.

Li Guanhai sat on the deck of the flying Shenzhou, looking at the brightly lit human camp below, wondering what he was thinking.

At this time, the space behind him fluctuated, and Deng Gui appeared behind him, respectfully saying: "My Lord."

Li Guanhai asked: "Is the matter resolved?"

"Yes."

"Very good, you go."

Deng Gui withdrew.

The system prompt sound had already sounded in Li Guanhai's ears, but he didn't care, but looked at the sudden chaos in the various military camps with a calm expression.

It feels good to decide a person's life or death in just a few words, but it is also easy to make people lost and forget how much they weigh.

In order to prevent such a thing from happening, Li Guanhai had a sudden idea to destroy the Yuanshi Zuting without using the power of the Yunwei Division.

The situation was smoother than expected, and all plans were proceeding in an orderly manner. There was only one thing to do next, swinging the butcher knife.

Li Guanhai didn't feel much strange about He Chuan's death. He was neither happy nor angry.

Perhaps after killing too many people, his heart would become numb.

What does the life of a mere He Chuan count for?

Just before today, Li Guanhai had killed hundreds of thousands of innocent monks who had no grudges against him. At that time, he didn't feel any guilt in his heart, let alone now?

The son of luck, protected by the way of heaven, can be said to be a cheating existence.

If it was Li Guanhai before he got great luck, he would send a strong man to kill He Chuan, and he would probably fail.

Because He Chuan is the son of luck, God is helping him.

But now it's different. Although He Chuan is the son of luck, the luck value that Li Guanhai has plundered over the years has completely crushed him.

In this case, He Chuan's great luck advantage is gone. In front of Li Guanhai, he is not much different from an ordinary person. Naturally, he will kill him if he wants to.

The breeze blows, and the fragrance is overwhelming.

Li Ningshuang sat down next to him and asked softly, "Master, what are you thinking about?"

Li Guanhai shook his head: "Nothing, but there are suddenly many more thoughts in my mind, and I feel a little uneasy."

Li Ningshuang leaned forward, her cheek gently pressed against his shoulder, and her voice was soft: "Ningshuang has never seen the master like this."

Li Guanhai touched her slightly cold face, smiled, and said nothing.

At this moment, the alarm bells suddenly rang from all directions of the entire military camp, short and rapid, making people's heartbeats accelerate.

All the sentinels in charge of guarding, with their breath sinking into their dantian, said in unison, and the voices rolled and echoed in the night sky: "The sea tribe is attacking, the whole army is on alert!"

The military camp that stretched for hundreds of miles suddenly became chaotic, but there was order in the chaos. Everyone did not run around like headless flies, but came to each square with a clear goal, waiting for the officers to dispatch.

On the general platform, Xiahou Zhuo and the leaders of various sects and sects looked stern, staring at the soldiers below.

In just a quarter of an hour, the soldiers of the three armies assembled. The teams were neat and orderly, square and upright, with a very neat beauty.

Xiahou Zhuo was the Grand Marshal of the three armies and the highest commander. He immediately began to deploy troops and issue orders.

This old senior was indeed a ruthless man who destroyed the two great dynasties. All the countermeasures were planned in his mind.

After listening to this, Li Guanhai on the flying Shenzhou roughly understood what was happening now.

In short, the sea clan suddenly concentrated its forces and divided its troops into three routes. Two of them broke through the human defense line, formed a siege, and surrounded the human army.

The remaining route, which was also the strongest, attacked directly from the front.

At this moment, the front army had been defeated. The sea clan army was like entering an unmanned area, deep into the hinterland, and was killing here. The situation was critical.

The sea clan was able to form a siege in such a short time, and under the premise of dividing its troops into three routes, it can be seen how strong its combat power is. It is likely that many strong men were sent to lead the army.

Xiahou Zhuo knew this very well, so he decided that the leaders of various sects should also participate in the war, including himself.

The battlefield is changing rapidly, and there are many dangers. These people in power are tied to the fate of their sects. Unless they have to, they will not easily put themselves in danger.

Therefore, during this period of time, few people in power have personally led troops to fight. Everyone is hiding in the command tent, planning and taking charge of the overall situation.

But in fact, only Xiahou Zhuo is planning, and the role of these people is to execute all of Xiahou Zhuo's orders.

They don't understand soldiers, but they have the power to mobilize troops. They can almost enforce Xiahou Zhuo's orders to the military camps they manage.

Because the so-called soldiers in the military camps are all disciples of their sects. Who dares not to listen when the leader has spoken?

Li Guanhai stood up and stretched his muscles.

His purpose of coming to the East China Sea front this time is to show his presence and prove his absence. He was worried about where to start, and now the opportunity has come to him.

It's time to do a big job.