The two teams met unexpectedly on a road paved with bones and hungry corpses.
On one side are Imperial Honor Guard and Golden Gourd Axe that stretch for miles and cover the sun, reflecting the dazzling cold light in the setting sun;
On the other side, there is a lonely but extremely luxurious Eight-Horse Golden Chariot. The copper bell on the roof makes a clear echo when it hits the dead Wasteland.
"Bold and cunning! How dare you not kneel down when you see the Imperial Stable Bureau Seal-Bearer honor guard!"
A sharp scolding ripped through the wind and sand. At the front of Li Fuguo's team, a heavily armored Imperial Guard Commander rode out.
The horse's hooves were raised, but did not fall. Instead, they were hanging in mid-air. A strong force of the Organ Refining Realm's energy and blood was as powerful as a collapsed rock, crushing straight towards Golden Chariot.
Li Mingyue had veins popping out on the back of the hand holding the knife. She recognized this person.
Imperial Guard Deputy Commander Zhang Biao, the number one lackey of Li Fuguo, has as many lives in his hands as Demon Suppression Division.
"Kneel down?"
There was a chuckle in the carriage, as if a big joke had been heard.
Fang Mo pushed open the car window and still held the half-eaten peach in his hand.
He didn't look at the menacing commander, his eyes looked past the many Armored Guardss and landed on the Eight-Bearer Sedan Chairs in the center.
"Qian Dagui, if someone asks you to kneel down, will you kneel down?"
Qian Dagui, who was driving, shivered, and his body of fat undulated like waves with the vibration of the carriage.
He looked at the bright swords and guns in front of him, swallowed, and turned to look at Fang Mo.
When he came into contact with Fang Mo's pair of eyes with a faint yellow luster, the fear in the fat man's heart suddenly turned around.
Kneeling on the castrated dog will also lead to death, it is better to hug the boss's thigh tightly.
"Kneel down? Kneel down!" Qian Dagui raised his heart and shouted with a broken gong voice, "My carriage is Dust Repelling Carriage that Master Taizu rewarded back then! The paint on it is a tribute, and the wheels are Agarwood. If you want to kneel down, you have to kneel down for this car!"
"Seeking death!"
Zhang Biao was furious.
In Divine Capital, you may have to worry about three points, but in Western Desert Wasteland, killing a few people is like crushing a few ants.
He shook the spear in his hand, and the tip of the spear wrapped around the dark red Sha Qi, turned into a poisonous python, and pierced Qian Dagui's throat.
If this shot was solid, Qian Dagui's head would explode like a watermelon.
Just when the tip of the gun was only three inches away from Qian Dagui, a large, rough hand appeared from the sky.
There are no fancy moves or earth-shattering True Qi explosions.
That hand was like a blacksmith grabbing a red-hot tongs, holding the gun barrel firmly.
Jump!
The harsh sound of metal twisting sounded.
The long spear made by Hundred Refined Steel was crushed into twists by that big hand under the horrified gaze of Zhang Biao.
Iron Bull stood on Chariot Shaft, holding the Iron Rod in the other hand.
He didn't say anything, he just threw the piece of scrap metal in his hand on the ground, and then looked at Zhang Biao like he was a fool.
"Body Refining Grandmaster..." Zhang Biao felt the tiger's mouth crack, and half of his arms lost consciousness.
"Okay, don't embarrass yourself there."
The Eight-Bearer Sedan Chair curtain finally moved.
A hand that was too pale to see the color of blood opened the brocade curtain, revealing an old face that was feminine but full of wrinkles.
Li Fuguo was wearing a bright red suit Python Robe, holding a snow-white lion cat in his arms, and his pair of triangular eyes revealed a sinister look from a high-ranking person all year round.
"Who did our family think was so grand? It turned out to be White Tiger Hall's upstart, Lord Fang." Li Fuguo's voice was high-pitched, like scratching glass with a fingernail, "Lord Fang didn't feel blessed by Divine Capital, so he came to this place where birds don't shit. Could it be that he came to pay homage to the Buddha?"
"We don't talk about worshiping the Buddha. We are mainly here to collect debts." Fang Mo stuffed the remaining half a peach into his mouth, chewed up the core and swallowed it. "I heard that my father-in-law owed a debt and it has been delayed for a long time."
Li Fuguo stroked the cat's back with his fingers and said, "Our family owes a debt? Lord Fang I'm afraid I remembered it wrong."
"I remember correctly." Fang Mo opened the car door and stepped on the hot sand with his bare feet. Every step he took, the gravel under his feet was silently shattered, "Liuxi Village's one hundred and eight lives; Palace's batch of Flesh Spirit Pill that disappeared; and... the Heart of Sorrow that my father-in-law carried in his arms."
As soon as these words came out, the air around him suddenly solidified.
Li Mingyue looked at Fang Mo in disbelief. How did he know these top secrets? Especially Heart of Sorrow, which was not even recorded in the core Case File of Demon Suppression Division!
Li Fuguo's old face turned ferocious in an instant. The lion cat in his arms felt the killing intent of its owner, let out a shrill scream, jumped off the sedan and ran into the crowd.
"Fang Mo, do you know what you are talking about?" Li Fuguo stood up slowly, and the seemingly rotten aura on his body suddenly changed and turned into a monstrous Yin Energy, "This Western Desert is very windy, so I accidentally flicked my tongue and lost my life here."
As he stood up, the three thousand Imperial Guards around him all drew their swords.
Sha Qi soared into the sky, and even the Cloud Layer in the sky were scattered.
Facing these thousands of troops, the expression on Fang Mo's face did not change at all, and even showed a bit of ridicule.
"Father-in-law, you'd better look behind you."
Li Fuguo frowned and turned around subconsciously.
At this Split Spirit moment, Fang Mo moved.
[Ember Emotion Soaring Step].
His figure disappeared on the spot, leaving only a twisted heat wave.
The next moment, he had appeared on top of Li Fuguo's Eight-Bearer Sedan Chair, with one foot stepping on the beam on the roof of the sedan. His whole body was like a crouching Fierce Beast, overlooking the powerful eunuch below.
Too fast!
It was so fast that it didn't even react to the worshipers hiding in the dark.
"You..." Li Fuguo was about to raise his hand when a terrifying pressure that he had never felt before fell from his head.
That is not the suppression of martial arts True Qi, but the contempt from the life level.
The Four Divine Treasuries in Fang Mo's body was roaring, especially the newly opened Stomach Palace Chaos, which let out bursts of thunderous roars of hunger.
"This sedan is too crowded, and it's not comfortable for my father-in-law to sit in." Fang Mo lowered his head and leaned close to Li Fuguo's ear, "Why don't you give it to my incompetent men to rest?"
Li Fuguo's whole body was stiff. He could clearly feel that as long as he dared to move, this madman would definitely rip his throat out without hesitation.
"Get out of the way." Li Fuguo gritted his teeth and squeezed out two words from between his teeth.
"Father!" Zhang Biao was anxious.
"We said get out of the way! Don't you understand people?" Li Fuguo slapped Zhang Biao on the face with such force that two of his teeth were knocked out.
The team separated to make way for a thoroughfare.
Fang Mo waved, and Qian Dagui quickly drove Eight-Horse Golden Chariot past. Iron Bull and Jie Se followed behind, each with their heads held high, like generals who had just won a battle.
After the motorcade had gone far away, Li Fuguo sat back in the sedan slumped, the cold sweat on his back soaked Python Robe.
"Godfather, why don't you take action?" An old man from the shadows appeared quietly, with a puzzled tone, "Although Fang Mo is weird, there are so many of us, and there are magic weapons given by the national master..."
"Do it?" Li Fuguo looked at the direction Fang Mo was going away, his eyes full of resentment and fear, "Don't you smell it? He smells of that thing."
"That thing?"
"God King." Li Fuguo tremblingly took out a handkerchief and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, "He is a person who has eaten God King meat. This kind of Monster, our three thousand Mortal Coil, cannot fill his stomach."
He took a deep breath and suppressed the fear in his heart.
"Send a message to Shadow Weaver. Since it's not clear, then it's dark. They will settle down at Blackwater Oasis tonight, and I will make sure they don't survive tomorrow's sunrise!"