Chapter 889: An Angry Punch

"Have you not heard that the old blacksmith is actually from Fengyan? He betrayed the Fengyan Dynasty and came to live in seclusion in our country of Manhuang. He intended to spread the war here and instigate a war between Manhuang and Fengyan! Your Majesty How could he tolerate that old guy if he is so wise and powerful?"

"Hehe, since that's the case, it's not an exaggeration to use the artifact to protect the country. After all, I heard that the old guy has some abilities."

"Well, no matter what, let's go take a look. Now the army is attacking the mountain, and countless people are behind doing logistical work for the army."

"Okay, okay, do your little bit for the country, let's come and take a walk!"

These barbarians have a very simple temperament. As long as they call, there will be hundreds of responses.

This is also a scary place for savages.

Thanks to the fact that this country has no power inheritance, otherwise, it will definitely become one of the powerful countries in the southern region of the mainland.

Bai Chen and Lin Mengyao looked at each other, their expressions becoming more solemn.

They continued to walk forward. It seemed that there was no way to get to Master Tang, but they could fly, so it didn't matter whether there was a way or not.

at this time.

A place deep in the mountains.

Yan Bo was standing on a chariot, arms folded across his chest, looking at the top of the mountain.

Countless catapults were trained in a line, and as the soldiers tied the ropes, the burning cuppers, like meteors, soared into the sky one by one, and smashed towards the smoke-filled mountain top.

Not only that, nearly 100,000 archers were also shooting waves of arrows into the mountains. The already small hill became even more miserable under such a fierce offensive.

In the mountains.

With the flames raging everywhere, the small thatched cottage had been reduced to ruins, and the radishes on the ground were turned into scorched earth.

Master Tang held a long sword and stood in front of Xiaoya. He danced the sword casually with an indifferent expression. When all the fire pots and flying arrows fell in this area, they would be easily cut by the sword energy he swept out.

"Grandpa, why do we have to be beaten here all the time? They destroyed our home. Don't you still have the heart to kill them?" Eleven-year-old Xiaoya is already significantly taller than her previous height when she was seven years old. After a while, seeing the arrogance of those people down the mountain, she couldn't help but shouted angrily.

Hearing this, Master Tang's old eyes flashed with hesitation: "I have become accustomed to the life in the barbaric country for so many years. If they kill their emperor, the country will be in chaos, and then...it will still be the people who suffer."

"Hmph, during my years in the academy, Grandpa Mo Yan and Grandpa Mo Xiao have often taught me to put the people first, but can such an absurd king really bring happiness to the people?"

"Silly granddaughter, every country has its own governance method. These are all under the control of the royal family. As for whether they can bring a good life to the people, this is not something we can decide, nor should we control it. ,Understand?"

"I don't understand! I only know that if others don't bully me, I won't bully others. But if others bully me, then if I can do it, I will never suppress it. If I can beat him, I will never reason with him!"

Master Tang casually chopped off a cupping pot, tilted his head and asked, "Granddaughter, what you just said was Bai Chen teaching you?"

"No! The academy taught me this!" Xiaoya said with a puffy face.

"Uh, is this how the academy teaches people..." Master Tang was a little confused.

In fact, this is really the style of the academy, but it is also Bai Chen's approach.

Xiaoya has been following Bai Chen for so long and has been in the academy for so long. No matter who she learns from, she must have this set of theories.

If you can use your hands, speak less!

"Old Tang, I advise you to give up! Hand over that little girl earlier, and I will spare your life for the sake of you forging the divine weapon to protect the country for me!" The voice calling Yan Bo, Rich and powerful, it resounds throughout the world.

Master Tang and Xingying Yan Bo were both in the Qiankun realm, but their strength was two levels lower than Xingying Yan Bo, who was at the peak of the Qiankun realm.

However, in the face of Yan Bo's advice, Master Tang remained calm: "Your Majesty, Xiaoya is my granddaughter, so I will never hand her over to you. I know that you have heard about the killing god Bai It’s Chen’s business, so you want to arrest Xiaoya in order to threaten Bai Chen and please the Phoenix Temple..."

"You fart! Why would I go to please the Phoenix Temple!" Master Tang said it clearly, calling Yan Bo with a gloomy expression. Sure enough, he found that many soldiers were looking over curiously.

For a majestic king of a country to please the power of another country is detrimental to the appearance of the dragon and the prestige of the country.

Therefore, calling Yan Bo on this matter is definitely something he dares not to admit.

"You old dog, if you don't eat the toast, you'll be punished with a fine drink, so don't blame me for being rude!" Yan Bo's face was extremely gloomy. He always thought that his son was most likely killed by the murderer Bai Chen. He hated Bai Chen from the bottom of his heart.

However, when he scolded Master Tang like this, he completely angered a person...

"You are the old dog, let me take your head off!"

Xiaoya shouted, her childish voice resounding through the sky. She actually bypassed Divine Master Tang and rushed down the mountain.

"Xiaoya! No!" Master Tang didn't expect Xiaoya to rush out at all. His spiritual power in the Seven-Star Universe realm instantly increased to the limit, and he chased after Xiaoya.

Although Xiaoya is only in the 2-star Qiankun realm, her speed is actually faster than Divine Master Tang. Even though Divine Master Tang tried his best, he couldn't catch up with her...

Seeing this, Yan Bo looked ecstatic, stepped on the chariot with the sole of his foot, and rushed over in an instant.

"Quick! Stop, stop, stop, don't accidentally hurt your Majesty!"

Seeing the call for Yan Bo to go into battle in person, the general shouted loudly. The catapults and archers stopped for an instant, and each of them looked at the back of the dragon robe with expressions of incomparable admiration.

Calling on Yan Bo’s strength to be at the pinnacle of the Qiankun Realm, he is both the king of the Wild Country and the strongest man in the Wild Country!

For these people who grew up in a barbaric country, calling Yan Bo is the best in the world and the strongest in the world.

He was able to take action personally, which many people wanted to witness, and in their eyes, it was impossible for anyone in the world to threaten their Majesty.

"Hahaha, little girl, you are mine!" After Yan Bo saw clearly the spiritual pressure on Xiaoya's body, he laughed loudly again, shaped his big hands into eagle claws, and attacked directly with vast power.

Seeing this, Xiaoya didn't show any weakness at all. She raised her small fist and hit the incoming eagle claw directly.

"Xiaoya - no!" Master Tang was so shocked that he almost cried out.

However……

"boom!"

An explosion came from the junction of fists and palms, and Yan Bo let out a miserable howl. Along with the crisp sound of broken bones, he flew backwards in an extremely embarrassed manner.

Everyone's expressions suddenly darkened!