The Cloud Follows the Dragon, the Wind Follows the Tiger, the Great Climax 11

.. Feng Wu glanced at it and found that Emperor Junwu still had some family background. There were seven spiritual saints gathered around him, and they were not low in the level of spiritual saints.

But Feng Wu was still not sure.

Because the other party not only came to the seven Spiritual Holy Lands, but also seven Spiritual Holy Lands mounts, and... Prince Yan Yu still has a large number of Spiritual Holy Lands in his hands... This time the Dayan Dynasty came, it is simply Spiritual Holy Lands Legion.

The Yi family boy glanced at the condensed and condensed powerhouses around Emperor Jun Wu with a smile, and then turned to Emperor Jun Wu: "What does this mean? Are you going to start a war?"

Seeing so many strong men in his own family, King Mu was suddenly full of confidence, and he stepped forward and stared at General Yi: "What do you mean by Dayan Dynasty? What do you want to do?!"

Is it more than King Mu who is full of confidence? Aren't the rest of the people excited to see the row of Spiritual Sacred Realm standing beside Emperor Junwu? Not excited? Not confident? They are gearing up for each other, and they feel that the Junwu Empire and the Dayan Dynasty can also compete. Who is afraid of who?

But... Emperor Junwu didn't have a clue in his heart.

He glared at King Mu, signaling him not to cause more trouble.

But King Mu was obviously blinded by so many spiritual realms of his own, and glanced at General Yi triumphantly: "What do you mean by harvesting? What do you want to do..."

However, before King Mu finished speaking, he saw his eyes widen.

Because General Yi suddenly stretched out his hand, grabbed King Mu's throat with one hand, and picked him up directly.

The dignified King Mu, the body of a prince, and the favorite minister of Emperor Junwu, I would not dare to say that one person is less than ten thousand people on weekdays. Picking it up by hand, it's like carrying a chick.

"Let... um..."

King Mu wanted to speak, but found that he couldn't say a word. He felt a fear of death.

It was only at this time that he really realized that this Major General Yi was not joking, he could really kill him.

Will it kill him?

Many people find it impossible.

Although the Dayan Dynasty is domineering, but King Mu is King Mu after all, and he is a person with a reputation in the Junwu Empire, so how can the Dayan Dynasty give some face...

Even Emperor Junwu thought so in his heart.

Although Feng Wu had missed him in advance, saying that the Dayan Dynasty wanted the Junwu Empire to perish, but Emperor Junwu still didn't fully believe it.

"Let him go." Emperor Jun Wu stared at General Yi with a heavy gaze.

But what everyone present did not expect was that this Young General Yi was so cruel!

He did not let go of King Mu.

Not only did it not loosen, but it also directly hit the dead hand.

click-

There was a sound of broken bones.

Broken bones? !

Throat...

Feng Wu took two steps forward in a hurry, and then she saw with her own eyes that King Mu's throat bone was pinched... His head fell weakly and was already dead.

There was a dead silence all around.

Everyone present: "!!!!!!"

How can it be? !

This is absolutely impossible to happen!

But that's what happened!

That is the dignified king of Mu! King Mu!

"Ah!!!" Princess Mu screamed and fainted.

This shrill scream suddenly pulled everyone present back to their senses, they looked at each other, and they all saw deep fear in each other's eyes...