Chapter 977 The sound from downstairs
"I am the king of the town, and I am a hero of the human race. Why do I need to build an archway for myself.
Facing this absolutely locked arrow, the town king had obviously heard about it and did not choose to resist. Instead, he raised his hand and a magic weapon appeared in front of him.
It was a shield, not a handheld shield. The moment it appeared, it seemed to directly insert a space between the King of Zhen and Ye Fan.
"Benevolent King's Shield." Looking at the shield, Ye Fan told the origin, becoming more and more fearful in his heart.
This is not an ancient artifact, but it is famous among artifacts.
It is known as the absolute defense, as long as it is taken out, it cannot be broken!
Clang, clang, clang.
The arrow of divine punishment exploded, and the broken arrow hit the Nioh shield, and countless fragments shattered in an instant.
But at the same time, the absolute defense of the Nioh Shield did not seem to be effective. With the impact of the fragments of the God's Punishment Arrow, the interface of the Nioh Shield continued to break, and finally, it also shattered.
"The imitations are indeed just imitations." The King of Zhen was not distressed and threw the broken Nioh shields to the ground.
Ye Fan also breathed a sigh of relief. It's not a real Niwang Shield, so that's okay.
They are all imitations. One arrow is exchanged for one shield, which is a good deal.
"The Ghost King and the others have arrived." The two sides were in a stalemate, and the King of Zhen suddenly spoke, "Ye Fan, your defeat is determined."
As soon as the voice fell, Ye Fan felt the hairs on his back explode and subconsciously stepped back.
call out!
Just when he retreated, an arrow flew past his cheek.
"Child Ye Fan, where are you going to escape this time!" In the distance, the ghost king's voice rang, and six people took off at the same time.
The Ghost King, the Prison King, and various two king-level commanders under his command.
"I didn't want to kill you." The town king spoke again and snapped his fingers. The originally silent coach's camp exploded at this moment, and seven figures rose into the sky.
"Frontline has been operating for so many years, and the reason why we can persist until now is not because of brute force."
High in the sky, in the blink of an eye, fourteen kings stood tall.
Except for the three top kings of Zhen, Prison, and Ghost, whose combat power was only weaker than that of a half-emperor, they could actually produce double-digit king-levels.
"Okay, okay, okay." Seeing this scene, Ye Fan couldn't help but clap his hands.
"The human race actually has such strong fighting power to deal with its own people."
"It's so gratifying."
"You don't need to be yin and yang." The Ghost King, who was set up by Ye Fan from the beginning, said angrily: "What's the use of more than ten kings? In the current human race, even more than ten half-kings can't change anything."
"That's right." Ye Fan looked at the Ghost King. Now that the kings were gathering around him, he seemed calm.
"After all, there are really more than ten half-emperors, and they are nothing more than causing civil war."
"It's useless to talk more." The prison king stood up: "Ye Fan, we know you still have means, use them."
"Don't die so ugly."
Speaking of this, Ye Fan looked into the distance.
"Since you are all here and have received the benefits, why don't you still do something?"
"If you want to get two million, you can't just wait and see."
The sound fell, and laughter came from the void.
"Hehehehe, King Ye is joking."
Immediately afterwards, in everyone's sight, a small boat cut through the sky, and in the blink of an eye, it came into the battle circle.
Figures jumped off the boat one by one, eleven in total, and the king's eyelids also jumped again and again.
Obviously, many of these figures are their "old acquaintances."
"You relied on the Forbidden Martial Tower to summon these people." At this moment, the town king already understood, but at the same time, he was also indescribably shocked.
"How much have you spent to be able to envy more than a dozen kings taking action for you?"
"It should cost more than what you spent on besieging my grandfather." Ye Fan replied. At this point, he had completely torn off the fig leaf of the kings.
"Oh no, you should have been the ones making money back then, not the ones spending it."
"Is it easy to collect the unconscionable money from the Forbidden Martial Arts Building?"
"You have no idea what King Zhan Tian provoked back then!" Being torn apart, King Zhen was angry and stopped holding back, "Ye Fan, if you want to die, then we will satisfy your death wish."
"Everyone! Today, join me in killing this arrogant person!"
"Come!!"
Ye Fan was not afraid at all. At this moment, the flames in his eyes were more intense than in Kyoto that day.
"Let me see if my wildfire can sweep everything away!"
Boom! !
A bigger melee broke out in the next moment. At this moment, outside the Storm City, there was lightning and thunder, and the mountains collapsed and the earth cracked, as if it was like purgatory on earth.
…
In the high building, at this moment, King Ming was extremely angry and huddled in the tall chair. Several loyal generals knelt down beside him, just feeling sad.
Boom, boom, boom.
"Is it going to... rain?"
King Ming asked weakly.
"Yes, it's probably going to rain." The general replied. Seeing that King Ming was about to close his eyes again, he quickly shouted: "King Ming, you can't sleep."
"If you sleep again...if you sleep any longer, you won't be able to wake up."
"It's...enough." At this time, King Ming was powerless and could only wave his hand reluctantly.
"Those people are coming in soon."
"No." The general replied, "We are here, and they will never get in."
"These damned royals." Another general said with grief and anger, "If they hadn't set up a large formation to prevent us from leaving, King Ming would not have been reduced to this if he could be supplemented."
"They are afraid of King Ming's power and don't dare to attack. They only dare to do this!!"
"What bullshit the Warcraft Royal Family is, they are just a bunch of people who are even worse than villains! If King Ming succeeds in merging, they might run away..."
"Stop talking." Another general stopped him, "King Ming is very tired. Let him rest quietly for a while."
"I..." The general opened his mouth and looked at King Ming, but his anger turned into endless sorrow.
After dragging it for so many days, King Ming's load has reached its end.
Resting quietly now is just waiting for his death quietly.
"I can't stand it anymore, what's going on like this." The general couldn't accept the fact that a generation of legends had fallen like this. Tears rolled in his eyes, and he stood up and walked towards the window.
"King Ming, Hua Fu has always been like that." The general at the front explained to King Ming: "Don't take it personally."
"It's okay..." Prince Ming replied, and now he seemed to be relieved.
"If I had to do it again, I would..."
Snap.
Before Prince Ming finished speaking, a sudden sound of footsteps sounded at this moment.
"Who!" The voice came from downstairs, and the leading general immediately became alert.
The stern voice seemed to frighten the people downstairs, and the footsteps stopped.
The generals held their breath for a while, and when they were about to exhale, the sound of footsteps sounded again.
"Come out!" This time, everyone was sure that someone had entered the building, and all of a sudden, they all showed expressions of despair.
"Dog Royal Family, as long as we are here, you can't even think of touching a hair of King Ming."
"Well...I'm not from the royal family..."
A weak response sounded, and then a fat, round head poked out from everyone's sight.
"My name is Feng Yu. King Ye asked me to come... take King Ming away."
