Chapter 3002: Jiao Luan Becomes King

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Jiao Miao’s body fell into the army, and the soldiers of the Jiao Mo clan were still confused.

They didn’t understand why this Jiao Mo clan suddenly flew over their heads, and seemed to be shouting something, but died before he finished speaking.

“Soldiers! I am the grandson of the Jiao Mo King!”

Before they figured it out, a roar sounded, and the Wang Ting army remembered that this was what Jiao Miao had just said.

“I am Jiao Luan, Grandpa Wang is gone, you must listen to me!”

Jiao Luan flew up from the palace in the center of the army, and his aura was as magnificent as the sea, and his majesty was imprisoned.

With surging blood and murderous aura, Jiao Luan seemed like the most terrifying demon god. Wherever he looked, no soldier dared to look at him, and they all lowered their heads in fear.

This is the majesty of the demon king’s strength, and it is also the blood suppression of the killing demon king on the demon clan.

After the Horned Demon King escaped, Jiao Luan took over the huge Royal Court army.

This was part of Ye Feng and Jiao Luan's plan.

At this moment, Ouyang Qin Ge, Wu Hengyu and others led the Holy Court warriors to look at this scene coldly.

They did not attack again. The strength of the Holy Court warriors was not enough to compete with the Horned Demon King's Court army of tens of millions of soldiers.

At this moment, Zhao Zhenyang and others who had taken the elixir entrusted by Ye Feng had come to Ouyang Qin Ge and others.

The unconscious Ouyang Chuchu and the seriously injured Gondor also recovered at this moment.

Although they still had injuries on their bodies, they already had the ability to fight. The elixir given by Ye Feng was very useful.

Jiao Luan easily gained the command of the Royal Court army. At this moment, he turned around and looked at the people of the Holy Court of the Human Race.

Zhao Zhenyang and the other five looked at Jiao Luan, and a strange light flashed, but they did not speak or communicate.

On the contrary, the five people and one demon who looked at each other all showed furious expressions.

"Dare to offend the Holy Court of the Human Race, all of you will die!"

"That's right, the Horned Demon King's Court should be destroyed!"

"Jiaoluan, you want to become the new king of the Horned Demon Clan?

Then I will kill you with my own hands! The Horned Demon Clan cannot have a king, and if there is one, I will kill one!"

Zhao Zhenyang and others shouted loudly.

These words made the Royal Court army panic. They had fought with Zhao Zhenyang and others and knew the fighting power of these human races.

As for Ouyang Chuchu and Gondor, they were even more terrifying existences who had fought with the Horned Demon King for a long time, and the Royal Court army was afraid.

Can't help but, they all looked at Jiaoluan. After the Horned Demon King left, Jiaoluan became their backbone.

"Humph! The Holy Court of the Human Race?

It's just an ant. Jiaochi is as timid as a mouse and was scared by Ye Feng. He abandoned the army and ran away. I won't!"

Jiaoluan shouted disdainfully, and the Jiaochi he was talking about was the contemporary Horned Demon King, Jiaoluan's grandfather.

Hearing Jiao Luan calling the Horned Demon King like this, all the soldiers of the Horned Demon Clan were surprised, and then they looked at Jiao Luan expectantly.

Being able to say such arrogant words either proves that Jiao Luan is a madman, or that Jiao Luan is a more powerful existence than the current Horned Demon King.

If Jiao Luan is more powerful, then the soldiers of the Royal Court would not mind supporting Jiao Luan and becoming the new Horned Demon King.

After all, for the demons, whoever is stronger they will follow, and only fists can conquer everything.

"Today, the soldiers have suffered too much damage, and I don't want them to die again."

Jiao Luan looked at Zhao Zhenyang and others, "I will retreat, but this time I retreat, just to let the soldiers recuperate. If I come again next time, you will all die! The Holy Court of the Human Race will definitely be destroyed!"

After these words came out, the soldiers of the Horned Demon Clan became more and more crazy, and they stared at Jiao Luan with wide eyes.

Jiao Luan wanted to retreat for these soldiers?

In the Horned Demon Clan, the lives of soldiers are worthless, just like the weeds on the roadside, countless.

What really matters is always the royal family of the royal court. Those ministers and nobles, no one cares how many soldiers are killed or injured, even if they die out.

At this time, Jiao Luan's trusted subordinates who had been arranged in the royal court army began to publicize Jiao Luan's deeds.

These deeds are stories that reflect Jiao Luan's strength, kindness, and care for soldiers.

The eyes of the royal court army were fanatical, and they looked at Jiao Luan with great excitement.

In response, Zhao Zhenyang and others were full of disdain, and they bloomed with bright starlight.

The terrible majesty comparable to that of a saint swept across the world, and the violent power shook the sky.

"How shameless! You can't take any soldiers with you today, they are all dying here!"

"Those who offend our Holy Court will be punished no matter how far away they are!"

"Jiaoluan, I will kill you with my own hands and cut off your head as a chamber pot!"

They shouted angrily and rushed towards Jiaoluan.

Seeing this, Ouyang Qin Ge and Wu Hengyu and others wanted to follow, but they heard the voice of Gangdor's consciousness.

"Don't move, just watch."

Ouyang Qin Ge and others looked at each other, feeling a little confused.

But Ye Feng told them that if he left, they would have to listen to Gangdor.

Therefore, Ouyang Qin Ge and others did not act rashly, but stood there and watched honestly.

Facing the murderous Zhao Zhenyang and the other five, Jiao Luan was not afraid at all. Behind him appeared the shadow of the killing demon king, who stood tall and upright, and went straight to meet him.

"The army of the royal court, march south!"

While Jiao Luan met Zhao Zhenyang and others, he also gave orders to the army of the royal court, asking them to leave.

However, the direction they left was not to return to the Horned Demon King's Court. The King's Court was in the west, but Jiao Luan asked them to go east.

The King's Court army was certainly puzzled, but now Jiao Luan and his men were about to fight.

And since Jiao Luan promised to take them away safely, they decided to listen to Jiao Luan.

Under the shouting of Jiao Luan's trusted soldiers, these royal court troops went south in a daze, completely forgetting that they could have fought with Jiao Luan.

After all, Ye Feng had already left. If Jiao Luan was really powerful, he could have led them to destroy the Holy Court, and even waited for Ye Feng to return and kill him.

But under the instigation of Jiao Luan and his trusted soldiers, these royal court troops did not think about it, but hurriedly obeyed the order and fled south.

At the same time, the battle between Jiao Luan and Zhao Zhenyang and the other five broke out.

The battle they saw was one-sided. Jiao Luan was extremely powerful and suppressed Zhao Zhenyang and the other five so that they could not raise their heads.

The blood and evil spirits that soared into the sky, and the shadow of the killing demon king that stood tall and upright, made Jiao Luan look like an unparalleled demon god.

Zhao Zhenyang and his five companions fought hard against the attacks of magical powers, fists, and swords.

If it weren't for the combined efforts of the five of them, they would have been killed by Jiao Luan long ago.

Ouyang Qinge and the others looked strange. They were quite powerful and could easily find that the battle between Jiao Luan and Zhao Zhenyang was just a lot of noise but little action.

It seemed fierce, but in fact, they were just using gorgeous but useless magical powers to clash, just like a play.

But in the eyes of the Wang Ting army, they could not see any clues, but felt that Jiao Luan was extremely powerful.