Chapter 906: Taking the Head of a General Out of 905 Million Troops Is Like Picking up Something From a Bag

Chapter 906 905. Taking the head of an admiral out of a million soldiers is like picking something out of a bag

"Insert the first bid?"

Golden Eagle Khan was obviously very dissatisfied with this evaluation, and he wanted to wash away his dissatisfaction with the screams and wails of his enemies.

Golden Eagle Khan faced the spear blade and opened his palm to block it.

The collision between the tip of the spear and the palm did not result in steel piercing the flesh as others thought. Mo Cheng only felt that he had stabbed into an extremely hard material, and the bright silver spear was unable to move forward in front of the palm that exuded golden light.

"Are you talking about yourself?"

Mo Cheng drew out his flowing water sword and slashed to the side. When it collided with the other hand that Golden Eagle Khan slapped towards him, a strong explosion erupted in an instant.

The impact of the explosion shook Mo Cheng away. After pulling away, Mo Cheng looked at the Golden Eagle Khan with an unkind expression.

The body of the little golden man in front of me is hard enough, and it seems a little difficult to break through the skin with the material of the spear in his hand.

"Wood barbarians are good at strength, and Khan is the strongest among the witch barbarians."

Yueyao reminded, while taking out a large number of talismans from nowhere to bless Mo Cheng's body.

Diamond Talisman, Patrolling Wind Talisman, Taiqing Yiqi Spell...

Just by looking at it, Mo Cheng could tell that the talisman Yue Yao took out was expensive. In [Foreign Land], at least it was a good item that only high-paying players were eligible to buy.

This girl is actually a rich woman? !

Although the talismans that Yueyao took out were all consumables, many of them could not be bought with money. Some of the talismans were completely monopolized and could only be produced by one person, or were even simply out of print, with one less quantity.

"It doesn't matter, just kill him if it takes some effort."

Mo Cheng's words were calm and gentle, as if beheading the golden eagle Khan was an easy task.

Obviously, Golden Eagle Khan was angered by these words.

"I'll crush you to death just like crushing an ant to death, effortlessly."

Along with the words, there was an unlimited force squeezing towards him. Every inch of Mo Cheng's body was subjected to infinite force.

Behind the Golden Eagle Khan, a towering mountain range of unknown length emerged.

That is the Jueming Mountain Range, and it is also the [Holy Mountain] among the Wuman tribe.

Among the witch barbarians, only those who have withstood the baptism of the power and breath of the Jueming Mountain Range are qualified to become witch kings and khans.

To be favored by the Jueming Mountains, even the weakest khan must offer him a city and the surrounding land of a hundred miles.

The Golden Eagle Khan tried to crush Mo Cheng with the power of the [Holy Mountain], which symbolized that the power of the Wuman King was arrogant and had no upper limit.

Mo Cheng suddenly became stiff and motionless. His whole body was fixed in a certain state by the force. Even his eyelids could not withstand the power of the mountain and were forcefully closed.

There was no surprise in the expression of Golden Eagle Khan. No matter when it was, as long as the Jueming Mountains asked the major tribes to go out for war, they would inevitably encounter such things as assassinating the king and killing the driver.

But one thing remains unchanged, that is, no matter how hard they struggle, how they use up their wits, and how they try their best to repair the sky, they will end up with nothing but failure and a disastrous defeat.

Mo Cheng, in the memory of Golden Eagle Khan, is not even the most special one.

The slight interest that was raised turned into disappointment after the enemy's defeat. The Golden Eagle Khan didn't even pay attention to Mo Cheng's war horse and Yue Yao, who was also on the war horse.

To the right of the throne made of the skulls of the golden eagle Khan, there stood a huge eagle with a wingspan of five meters and a weight heavier than a human.

Over there is the sacred beast of the Golden Eagle tribe accompanying Khan. Golden Eagle Khan pointed at Mo Cheng and said, "Eat him, enough for seven days."

Eat enough for seven days, which means that before the seventh day, the golden eagle must eat Mo Cheng's flesh and blood one bite at a time, but it cannot let Mo Cheng die.

Only after the seventh day of such torture can one get relief from death.

It is the custom of the Golden Eagle tribe to feed powerful enemies to the Golden Eagle sacred beast. Mo Cheng was able to rush in front of the Golden Eagle Khan. In the eyes of the Khan, the opponent was qualified for such treatment.

As for eating him for seven days, Golden Eagle Khan was dissatisfied with the previous evaluation given by Mo Cheng.

In front of her eyes, the golden eagle spreads its wings and flies towards this side. Yue Yao's eyes are full of deathly silence. Regarding the current situation, there is no chance to make a comeback.

Gonna die here.

Just when Golden Eagle Khan was about to enjoy Mo Cheng's screams, he suddenly felt a palpitation in his heart.

Once upon a time, when he was not a Khan and not as powerful as he is now, this feeling of heart palpitations allowed him to avoid death on countless battlefields.

When he became the Golden Eagle Khan, this feeling was like an old friend who had lost touch and never appeared again.

But after so many years, at this very moment, his "old friend" who had almost disappeared from his memory came to visit him again.

And this time, the palpitations were stronger and more terrifying than ever before.

It was as if someone was shouting in my ears: Run, don’t look back, run!

I don’t know the reason or why, but Golden Eagle Khan believes in this [old friend] whom he hasn’t seen for many years.

It's just that at this time, it's too late.

Mo Cheng, who was in front of the Golden Eagle Khan and the Holy Beast, suddenly opened his eyes. Whether it was the Holy Beast or the Khan, they all felt something [thing] opening their eyes simultaneously.

what is that?

Don't know, don't know, don't understand.

Even before the question fully appeared in his mind, a ray of silver light passed by, leaving deep traces in the air.

The golden eagle sacred beast stayed strangely in the air, and the golden eagle Khan's eyes widened with disbelief.

But they seemed to have stopped, without making any movement.

At the same time, the Khan's bodyguard rushed towards Mo Cheng with his eyes splitting with anger.

For a moment, everything was quiet, and the soldiers of the Golden Eagle Tribe seemed to realize something. Then they, everyone in the entire [trail], and the Xuanguang Mirror above the city of Jingling Prefecture could see clearly.

A trace of blood suddenly appeared, and then the head of Golden Eagle Khan, which was almost one and a half meters in diameter, fell off from the body. Then the neck without the head began to spurt out blood, and the sky seemed to be raining blood.

Mo Cheng raised his spear and took the golden eagle sacred beast that was cut in half and the human head that was about the size of a bathtub.

He held up the head with a spear and faced all the Wuman soldiers. He didn't know if he was talking to the soldiers or to the dead Golden Eagle Khan, "Take the head of the million soldiers and search the bag for the treasure!"

Seeing this, Yue Yao on the side took out two talismans, shrunk the two corpses to normal size and stored them in storage props.

Silence, then shaking, erupted.

In an instant, all the witch barbarians lost their minds. Whether they were the Khan's personal guards or ordinary soldiers, they all broke away from their human forms and started to kill Mo Cheng in the form of monsters.

Thanks to [Jingqinyang Mountain] for the reward.

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