Chapter 802 Ambition
Mr. Milan is not in a hurry to let Ming Jianfeng take action, he has greater ambitions now. He wants to replace Zombie Palace and take Pingtian Palace.
He wants to sit in two places. Let your name spread quickly in this world. At that time, his son Milan will soar into the sky, and his reputation will even be louder than his father.
As for whether the four dharma kings of the Zombie Temple could win, he never thought about it. Even King Buhuagu couldn't block the opponent's move, these four guys were still in vain.
"As soon as senior gets out, these zombies still don't obey!"
Young Master Milan rushed to Mingjian Peak, flattering him in a moderate way.
"It's just a bunch of corpses that haven't opened their minds yet."
Ming Jianfeng shook his head and said.
At the same time, Xu Haotian took Liu Bowen, and the burning lamp landed on the city wall. The Bull Demon King Zhenwu hurried up to meet him.
Looking at the mighty army of zombies approaching, no one showed any signs of worry.
Not to mention that they have three big Luo Xu fairyland powerhouses, even the big-eared old monk behind Xu Haotian is enough for these zombies.
At this time, the army of zombies had already approached, and the four kings of the Zombie Palace didn't talk nonsense, and directly sacrificed their own corpse slaves.
"Quickly abandon the city and surrender, or the city will be massacred!"
One of the French kings said grimly.
"F*ck! What are you pretending to do!"
Xu Haotian cursed loudly, making the outside of the city instantly silent.
Mr. Milan, who was behind him, was speechless for a while. Could it be that this guy is a fool.
Those are the four Great Luoxu Immortals. You are very powerful in Pingtian Palace, so it is impossible to eliminate them all at once.
"You are courting death!"
The fourth king was very upset, and said with gritted teeth.
"All dispatched for me to destroy them!"
Xu Haotian said angrily.
Although they were the four Great Luo Xuxians, the Bull Demon King Zhenwu and Zhao Gongming were not vegetarians either.
"Your Majesty, the old monk needs to preserve his strength, because there is a strong man behind the army."
Ran Deng stood behind Xu Haotian and said.
At the same time, the young master of Milan Mingjianfeng and the others stopped and looked forward.
"In the early days of the three big Luoxu fairylands, there are still experts in Pingtian Palace. Although the four corpses are powerful, they are not enough for these three."
Ming Jianfeng muttered to himself.
But then he went on to say: "However, the real strong is on the city wall!"
And masters?
Could it be that he was the expert who killed the King of Huagu that day?
"How does it compare to you?"
Young Master Milan asked.
"Five to five, but I will win. Even if I face your father, I will still be the winner in the end!"
Ming Jianfeng said indifferently. Young Master Milan secretly heaved a sigh of relief.
Rumble ---
The battle started between the two of them.
Whether it is the Bull Demon King, Emperor Zhenwu, Zhao Gongming or the army of zombies, it is a desperate attitude when they get started.
As analyzed by Ming Jianfeng, although the Four Great Kings are in a good state, they are restricted as zombies. It is impossible to display the true strength of Da Luo Xuxian at all.
The battle lasted only an hour in total, and the army of millions of zombies were all wiped out.
"Senior Ming, it's your turn!"
Seeing this, Young Master Milan not only did not show any dejection, but instead showed a strange smile.
The defeat of the Zombie Palace was within his expectation, and his plan to kill people with a knife was also successfully completed.
"Um!"
Ming Jianfeng agreed and walked forward.
At the same time, a destructive aura surged out, making the strong men of Pingtian Palace who had not yet withdrawn from the battlefield suddenly feel as if they had fallen into an ice cellar.