927: C927 Anyone Who Tries to Stop Me will be Killed

C927 Anyone Who Tries to Stop Me will be Killed

Soon, countless men in black appeared in front of Mu Deng and the others.

These men in black had scimitars hanging from their waists, and they carried bows and arrows on their backs.

Without exception, all of them wore masks that covered half of their faces.

They were the warriors of the Dragon King Palace!

"This is..."

Upon seeing this scene, mu Deng couldn't help but gulp subconsciously.

Compared to the men in black who were filled with killing intent, the followers behind Mu Deng were extremely weak.

At the same time.

The Mu Family of the Western Region.

"What? The Dragon King Palace has come to the Northern Peace City?"

Upon hearing this explosive news, mu Wuming was extremely shocked. He recalled that his son, mu Deng, had just left his house.

What if he ran into the Dragon King Palace? With his foul temper that didn't know the immensity of heaven and earth, he would probably suffer a great loss!

Mu Wuming made a prompt decision and hurriedly dialed Mu Deng's number to warn him.

"Ding ling ling ling..."

At this moment, mu Deng's phone rang.

"Hello, father!" Mu Deng answered the phone subconsciously.

"Deng'er, where are you?" Before Mu Deng could speak, mu Wuming continued, "Don't speak yet. Listen to me. I just received news that the Dragon King Palace has already entered the Northern Peace City."

"You should be more careful when you go out. Don't be too flamboyant. If you run into these demons, don't even mention the Mu Family in the Western Region. Even the entire Mu Clan won't be enough to wipe them out! "

After all, there were only two of them, the palace master of the Dragon King Palace and Protector Bei. They had just defeated hundreds of thousands of warriors in the Island State.

They had even killed the great swordsman who claimed to be the legend of the Island State's martial arts world, the lascivious man at the foot of the mountain!

The prodigal under the mountain was someone that even the Mu Family in the capital did not dare to provoke.

"By the way, deng-er, listen up." Mu Wuming continued, "I heard that the people of the Dragon King Palace have a very obvious characteristic. They are all wearing black clothes, and they are wearing masks that cover half of their faces..."

Upon hearing this, mu Deng's heart skipped a beat.

He subconsciously raised his head and looked at the warriors from the Dragon King Palace.

The phone in his hand fell to the ground.

His mind instantly went blank.

It was as if it had exploded.

"Deng-er, deng-er!" On the other side of the phone, mu Wuming still did not know what had happened. "Are you listening to me? Answer me!"

Mu Deng wasn't in the mood to respond to Mu Wuming.

He had encountered the Dragon King Palace, which had shaken the world recently.

The Dragon King Palace had caused a bloody storm in the Western Dark World.

After that, they had killed many famous big shots in succession.

They had even defeated hundreds of thousands of warriors from the Island State with just two men.

He became a nightmare to the world!

In the Great Xia Country, the Dragon King Palace's stories had spread across the streets and alleys.

Almost everyone knew the Dragon King Palace's reputation.

Such an existence had suddenly appeared in the Great Xia Country.

How could an upper-class society like the Mu Family of the Western Region not be frightened?

After all, the people that the Dragon King Palace had dealt with in the past were all famous figures of the upper class.

Who knew if the Dragon King Palace had come to attack them after entering the Great Xia?

"Everyone, draw your swords!"

"God, kill! Buddha, stop, destroy Buddha!"

At this moment, the leading black-clothed warrior shouted.

"With a whoosh, he pulled out his scimitar.

"Whoosh!"

"Whoosh!"

"Swoosh!"

Over a thousand black-clothed warriors pulled out their scimitars.

"Escort the Hall Master into the mausoleum!"

"Anyone who blocks the way will be killed without mercy!"

Over a thousand black-clothed warriors shouted in unison.

Their shouts were deafening and resounded throughout the sky above the Hero's Tomb.

It even shocked the birds and beasts around the Hero's Cemetery, causing them to flee.

The killing intent in the air was extremely strong.

Mu Deng even felt his legs go soft.

He smelled an extremely unpleasant odor.

He subconsciously looked down and saw an unknown liquid flowing out of his crotch.

"Anyone who blocks my path will be killed without mercy!" The Northern Protector was the first to move.

The Northern Protector's figure flashed.

The half-step Martial Scholars that Mu Deng had brought with him didn't even have time to exchange blows with the Northern Protector before they fell to the ground.

"Bang! Bang! Bang! "

After a few consecutive punches from the Northern Protector, a large number of his opponents fell to the ground.

Only Mu Deng was left trembling.

"Spare my life! Spare me!" Mu Deng's legs gave out and he fell to his knees.

He kept kowtowing to the Northern Protector.

However, how could the Northern Protector care about Mu Deng?

Mu Deng's actions of humiliating Mu Wentian and the other hot-blooded men of the Great Xia had already sentenced him to death.

The North Protector stepped on Mu Deng.

"Kacha!" Instantly, the sound of bones cracking could be heard.

Mu Deng's limbs were all crippled.

His entire body was soft and soft like a worm as he lay on the ground, unable to move at all.

He even moaned in pain with great difficulty.

"Palace Master, please enter the mausoleum!" The North Protector stretched out his hand and made a welcoming gesture.

"Mm." Mu Chen nodded his head and carried Mu Wentian's urn. He crossed Mu Deng's body and walked towards the Hero's Tomb.

The black-clothed warriors following Mu Chen stepped on Mu Deng's body one after another.

Even if Mu Deng did not die, he would have lost half of his life.

At this moment, the person in charge of the Heroic Tombs had long been scared silly.

He knelt on the ground and said in a respectful tone, "Greetings, leader of the Dragon King's Hall!"

When Mu Chen passed by the person in charge of the Heroic Tombs, he cast a sidelong glance at him and said, "Do you know why I didn't punish you?"

The person in charge of Heroic Cemetery shook his head with a look of fear and trepidation.

"You are so clumsy. How did you become the person in charge?" Mu Chen said coldly, "I have 401 urn here, which means that they are 401 martyrs."

"Do you understand what I mean now?"

"I understand, I understand!" The person in charge of Heroic Cemetery instantly understood and nodded his head repeatedly.

It had to be said that although this person was incompetent, his efficiency was actually quite good.

In less than half an hour, 401 tombstones were erected.

And it was at the most conspicuous position in the Heroic Cemetery.

Under the premise that he did not disturb the other martyrs, Mu Chen felt that Mu Wentian and the other 401 hot blooded men of Great Xia were worthy of such treatment.

"Hall Master, next is the work of engraving tombstones." The person in charge of the Heroic Martyrs Cemetery said with an incomparably perturbed heart, "However, this is a meticulous task, and the speed might be a little slow. Please wait a moment..."

He was afraid that the Supreme Hall Master would kill him if he was unhappy.

"You don't have to handle this matter." Mu Chen stared at the person in charge of the Heroic Tombs and said, "I will personally carve the gravestone of the 401 hot blooded men of Great Xia!"

"They can shoulder this glory!"2

The person in charge of the Heroic Tombs said, "You, you, you... will personally do it?" The person in charge of Heroic Cemetery was dumbfounded.

There were a total of 401 tombstones.

How long would it take for one person to carve it?

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