The Yuan imperial clan, the eight peaks of terrifying strengths were unexpected by Yan Yunjun.

They were even stupid and couldn't believe that the eight other men dared to attack the entire army of the War Division.

The crackling sound of tyranny sounded.

The trees in the Golden Bird Forest broke, and the eight peaks of the Yuan clan rushed forward fiercely, killing them all the way!

The Eighteen War Lords were panicked, completely panicked.

They began to issue orders, ordering all subordinates to gather in the middle and prepare to concentrate their strength to defeat the incoming enemy.

But the eight golden centurions did not give them any chance, and their figures flashed and shuttled back and forth.

This is the strength of the peak secular realm!

Moreover, it was a top warrior who came out of the desert, and his aura was incomparable to Yan Yunjun.

In the Golden Grey Forest, the Eighteen War Lords roared in pain and rushed towards the eight devils desperately!

boom!

A huge shock wave in the center of the forest dispersed on all sides, and the impact of the trees broke one after another.

And all the eighteen war masters under Zhao Wushuang had fallen.

Bloody face, terrible!

The eight peaks of the Yuan imperial clan stood at a high place and looked at the scene sneered: "The Jiuzhou Army is just like this, Zhao Wushuang is so famous, his subordinates are so trash!"

After saying that, he laughed wildly.

Yan Yun's army launched a high-profile campaign, but was defeated on the spot and the entire army was destroyed.

The news immediately reached the imperial capital.

The Huaxia League Elderly Association held an emergency meeting.

At this time, Zhao Wushuang was still at the military exercise base, but he was the last to receive news of his defeat.

Mainly, everyone knows that he has a bad temper and is afraid of angering him.

Bang! Zhao Wushuang's eyes shattered the command table with bloody red eyes!

"What a group of useless guys!" He lost his composure and yelled at his loyal subordinates: "I can't even deal with a bunch of business garbage. What's the use of me? Come on, arrange military aircraft, and I will go to fight against the thieves alone!"

Without listening to any persuasion, Zhao Wushuang boarded the military plane, rushed to the Demon City, and then went straight into the Golden Rat Forest.

He must use his two fists to get the humiliation that Yan Yunjun suffered.

I, Zhao Wushuang, are the real national savant, the general, and the number one person in the Jiuzhou Army!

He must defend his dignity!

In the Golden Bird Forest, the eight peaks of the Yuan imperial clan appeared proudly, and everyone's aura was not inferior to Zhao Wushuang.

But they had no intention of taking action, because behind them, a black robe from the Zhu family appeared.

"Is this Zhao Wushuang?"

"Yes, I call myself a general, why are you still unparalleled national sages?"

They burst into laughter.

Zhao Wushuang's eyes were blood red, and he shouted and rushed up directly.

The Zhu family raised his hand disdainfully, clasped his fists and claws, and grabbed it from a distance.

ah!

Zhao Wushuang screamed shrillly, kneeled down uncontrollably, and half of his body was paralyzed.

What kind of power is this?

"Boy, you are far from the bottom of the world. In our eyes, it is all garbage!"

The black robe of the paradise level brushed her sleeves: "Broke one of his hands and warn the sectarians that the Huaxia Alliance is the subordinate of our Yuan imperial clan! You must put your position right!"

Zhao Wushuang suffered a crushing defeat and became a disabled person.

He was also humiliated and threw it on the road of the Demon Capital. Finally, Shang Wuyang received the news and rescued him and sent him back to the Imperial Capital Military Exercise Base.

This caused a fatal blow to the imperial capital.

Mr. Jia frowned and kept smoking in a secret conference room.

In front of him, there were a group of people from the Huaxia Alliance Elderly Association. On the right is Feng Liehu of the Hu Ben Army, and on the left is Shang Wuyang of the Demon City Military Supervisor!

The people in the Senate Church all lowered their heads and looked humiliated.

"This is a waste Zhao Wushuang!" An old man cursed: "What a bullshit Wushuang national soldier, a shame, a great shame!"

Mr. Jia turned around and sneered: "Then will you not be ashamed of your Huaxia Alliance? You have become a subordinate of the Yuan imperial clan. The so-called Dark Pavilion is now a lackey who helps others do things!"

Several veterans' faces turned red and their lips trembled. They had no shame to speak if they wanted to explain.
Chapter completed!