"Yes, His Majesty Patrick, the European Emperor, is here. Let's mind our own business."
The brown-haired white man said proudly, with a hint of threat in his tone.
"What's the European Emperor? Have you heard of it? "
Lang Kui curled his lips disdainfully and turned to ask the Wolf Cavalry behind him.
"I haven't heard of it. What His Majesty? F * ck, even our marshal doesn't call him His Majesty. How dare someone call him His Majesty?"
"What bullshit Emperor? I don't think he's even qualified to wash the feet of our marshal."
"A group of foreign devils told us to mind our own business. Do they really think that the bullshit Emperor is His Majesty?"
"Although I don't like the Holy-goddess Tribe, a group of Western devils dare to bully Miss Dongfang in our land. I can't stand it."
…
The Wolf Cavalry sneered unscrupulously and seemed to have the momentum to start a killing if there was a disagreement.
Whether the Holy-goddess Tribe was sensible or not, after all, Young Madam Duxing was a member of the Holy-goddess Tribe. Even if they didn't care about the Buddha, they would still care about the Buddha. Her people were bullied by the foreign devils, so they would naturally help.
But they also had to pay attention to the method of helping. If they took the initiative to rush to help, they might not appreciate it. It would seem that they were fawning over them. Therefore, they didn't say anything before. They only reacted when the Eighth Junior Sister begged.
As the leader, Lang Kui naturally had to consider more than others. In fact, he was so anxious that he really didn't want to meddle in this matter.
He glanced at Ling Yun, who was unconscious and tied to the back of the Bloodthirsty Mad Wolf behind the Wolf Cavalry. He sighed in his heart. He hoped that he could find the young master in time. Otherwise, if something happened to Young Madam Ling Yun, the young master would probably poke a hole in the sky.
They owed the Eighth Junior Sister and the Little Junior Sister a big favor. This time, they couldn't ignore it.
Speaking of which, Ling Yun was really unlucky. After being transmitted, he fell directly into a place not far from the gathering point of the Covenant of Darkness. Now, Ling Yun, who had not figured out what was going on, was discovered by the Covenant of Darkness and was besieged.
Fortunately, the people of the Covenant of Darkness had just been transmitted and sent a message through a special method. The large group had not arrived in time, so Ling Yun was able to fight her way out.
More than a dozen members of the Covenant of Darkness had been killed. How could they let Ling Yun go so easily? So, batches after batches of members of the Covenant of Darkness began to chase and intercept Ling Yun, vowing to capture him and use him to threaten Ding Ning.
The miserable Ling Yun fought and fled. The worst thing was that she couldn't use her Storage Ring here, and she couldn't even take out elixirs to heal her wounds. If Ding Ning hadn't put on the Protective Spiritual Armor for her in advance and her indomitable character hadn't supported her, she would have died long ago.
As the movement of the Dark Congress became more and more serious, the people of the Descendants of God Organization received the news and joined in to capture her. Hundreds of people blocked Lingyun, and even her protective spiritual armor was broken.
. At the moment of life and death, two wolf guards representing the Green Cloud Security Company broke into the encirclement. Under their desperate protection, Ling Yun escaped, but the two wolf guards were trapped in a bitter fight.
Ling Yun was devastated. She dragged her wounded body and wanted to go back to save them. The two wolf guards saw through her mind and exploded themselves, giving up the idea of risking her life.
The death of the wolf guards woke Ling Yun up immediately. She knew that it was not the time for revenge. Under the protection of the bloodthirsty wolves released by the two wolf guards before they died, she began to flee.
Unfortunately, she was seriously injured and there were too many people chasing her. Even with the protection of the bloodthirsty wolves, she was outnumbered and fell into bloody fights again and again.
Just when the two bloodthirsty wolves had reached their limits and were desperate, they happened to meet the Eighth Junior Sister and the Little Junior Sister, two rookies who were also chased and extremely embarrassed.
Sharing the same fate, the two kind-hearted girls became compassionate. In a panic, they pulled Ling Yun into the tactical formation they had set and got a chance to breathe.
However, their cultivation was not high and their attainments in tactical formations were not good. After their hiding place was discovered by the enemy, they were bombarded indiscriminately. The tactical formation only lasted for less than half an hour before it was broken.
The three girls and two wolves were heavily surrounded again and fell into a bitter fight. Because Ling Yun had been protecting them, they were not hurt much except for some minor injuries.
Just when the three girls were in despair, the two bloodthirsty wolves went crazy and wanted to explode themselves to make a way for them. Hearing the noise, Lang Kui arrived in time.
The wolf cavalry killed the enemies of the Dark Ling Yun and the Descendants of God Organization like a gust of wind sweeping away the fallen leaves.
Seeing that she was saved, Ling Yun, who had been tense all the time, completely fainted.
The furious Lang Kui wanted to continue to chase those bastards, but seeing that Ling Yun was seriously injured, he had to suppress the killing intent in his heart and stop the chase. He quickly escorted Ling Yun to the east to find Ding Ning to heal.
This was because their storage rings could not be used, and they could not take out a large number of elixirs. This made them very anxious. If it were not for the fact that Lingyun was indebted to Eighth Junior Sister and Little Junior Sister, they would not have bothered to care about this.
Patrick's face suddenly became gloomy. He came to the wolf cavalry in a few steps as if he was showing off and said coldly, "Friend, I am Patrick, the European Martial Emperor. I don't seem to have a grudge against you. On the contrary, as far as I know, the Holy-goddess Tribe is not on good terms with you. Why do you want to get involved in this mess? "
Lang Kui frowned and looked at Patrick carefully. He could feel a faint threat from him. This European Martial Emperor was actually an expert in the Holy Martial Arts Realm, which made him hesitate.
It was not that he was afraid of this European Martial Emperor, but firstly, he did not want to make enemies everywhere for his young master. Secondly, Mistress Yun was in danger, and they did not have so much time to waste. Thirdly, there were nearly three thousand Western Martial Artists. Once they started fighting, if something happened to Mistress Yun, who was already seriously injured, he would not be able to atone for his crime even if he died ten thousand times.
"Big Brother Lang Kui, please save my Third Senior Sister."
The Eighth Junior Sister was very meticulous. Seeing Lang Kui's troubled expression, she anxiously begged.
"Yes, Big Brother Lang Kui, there are so many men bullying my Third Senior Sister, a woman. You can't leave her to die."
The Little Junior Sister also looked at Lang Kui and pleaded.
Patrick's face darkened, and a frightening killing intent burst out of his eyes. He shouted coldly, "Shut up, you have no right to speak here. If you dare to speak out of turn, I will make you everyone's plaything, just like your Third Senior Sister."
Lang Kui narrowed his eyes, and a cold light flashed in them. "What did you say? Say it again if you have the guts. "
"Do you know who you are talking to? I don't want to cause trouble, but that doesn't mean I'm afraid of you. I'm warning you, take your people and get out of here. Mind your own business. "
Patrick's eyes narrowed. Lang Kui's rude words had aroused the ruthlessness in his bones. He was afraid of the Wolf Riders, but that was all. It was not enough to make him, who was extremely conceited, feel fear.
"You want me to get out? Haha, you really don't know what's good for you. Don't forget, this is the Divine Prefecture. It's not a place for a Western scum like you to strut around. Let her go, and maybe I'll let you live. Otherwise, I'll kill you without mercy! "
Patrick's words about becoming everyone's plaything had completely infuriated Lang Kui. He still remembered how much the Marshal hated this kind of insult to women. Now that the Marshal was not here, he had to uphold the Marshal's will to uphold justice. Of course, it would be best if he could scare them away and save the woman without conflict. After all, Mistress Yun's injuries could not be delayed.
As soon as he finished speaking, over a thousand Wolf Riders raised their shining scimitars in unison. The muscles of the Bloodthirsty Berserk Wolves tightened, ready to move. They were ready to charge.
That terrifying iron-blooded murderous aura caused Patrick to be moved. However, who was he? He was the European Martial Emperor who caused people to tremble in fear. If he was scared off by this group of Wolf Cavalry in front of so many people, what face would he have left to speak of?
"If that's the case, then don't blame me for being ruthless. Buqi, kill that woman."
Patrick was a little afraid, but this was a matter of face, so he could not retreat. He quickly thought of a compromise that would not only not lose face, but also prevent a conflict with the Wolf Riders.
He had a good idea. He could see that Lang Kui did not want to get involved in this matter. It was because of the two girls of the Sacred Maiden Tribe that he chose to shed all pretense of cordiality.
In his view, the root of all the trouble was Ye Yingying. As long as she was killed, there would be no focus of dispute. Lang Kui should not insist on making a move to make him a great enemy, and he could also save face and not be said to be afraid of the Wolf Riders.
"How dare you!"
But unexpectedly, just as the black man Buqi raised his exaggeratedly huge scimitar and chopped at Ye Yingying's head with a face full of despair, he heard a shout in his ear, and a terrifying scimitar chopped at his neck.
Buqi was shocked. If he persisted in chopping down, Ye Yingying would undoubtedly die, but he would also be beheaded and buried with her.
To him, a woman's life was not as precious as his own, so he did not hesitate to put away his scimitar and turned to meet the scimitar.
Clang!
Metal clashed and sparks flew everywhere.
Buqi's expression changed dramatically. His arm went numb as he looked at the Wolf Rider that had appeared beside him like a ghost.
It must be known that he had been born with divine strength and was extremely confident in his strength. In the same realm, he firmly believed that his strength was invincible. But he did not expect that an ordinary Wolf Rider would be able to compete with him in terms of strength. How could this not cause his expression to change?
But there was no time for him to think too much. The Wolf Rider brushed past him like a whirlwind, and Ye Yingying was also carried onto the back of the Wolf Rider and floated away.
The second Wolf Rider followed, and without hesitation, he chopped down with his scimitar. The terrifying scimitar did not seem to be any weaker than the first Wolf Rider.
Buqi raised his scimitar in a flurry to block this strike. Amidst the sound of metal clashing, he felt as if half of his body did not belong to him anymore, and he felt so numb that he had no strength left.
But this was not the end. It was only the beginning. The third Wolf Rider floated past like the wind, and with a casual swing of his scimitar, a black head flew into the air, splattering blood all over the ground.
Buqi was still wondering why none of his fellow disciples were helping out, but only when his head flew into the air did he realize that it wasn't that his fellow disciples didn't want to help out, but that they couldn't even take care of themselves right now. They were all desperately trying to resist the attacks of the wolf riders.
Buqi curiously glanced at his master out of the corner of his eye, and only then did he realize that he had already fallen into a tight encirclement and was being attacked by a large wave of Wolf Riders. As a result, he completely calmed down. It was not that his master and fellow disciples did not want to help him, but that they were also surrounded.
With his last shred of consciousness, Buqi looked at Ye Yingying, who had already been safely carried back to the wolf riders in the arms of the wolf rider. He smacked his lips in regret. What a pity, this woman died before he could even have fun with her. Otherwise, he could have become a playboy who died under a peony, and then … lost consciousness forever.
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