The Emperor Crawling Out of the Grave

"Little servant??" Xiao Chen glanced at Zhao Xueling and laughed strangely.

Xiao Chen suddenly turned over and got up, before everyone could react.

A shrill scream resounded through the sky.

Xiao Chen suddenly rushed to Zhao Xueling's side, raised his little foot, and kicked her in the face with a flying kick.

Zhao Xueling, a weak princess, was kicked to the ground by Xiao Chen on the spot.

"He's pretty, isn't he?"

"boom!"

Xiao Chen stepped on Zhao Xueling's face.

"Boy, right?"

"boom!"

Another kick.

"Wow..." Zhao Xueling was stunned on the spot, and even forgot the pain.

After a while, he began to cry loudly. The crying was called miserable, and the crying was called sad.

Xiao Chen suddenly violently hurt people, which frightened Zhang Long and the others.

Xia'er was so frightened that she covered her mouth.

"Bold madman, let go of the princess." Zhang Long yelled violently, and the spear swept towards him, bringing gusts of wind.

"Oh, I'm still a princess, haha..."

Xiao Chenle turned upside down, and stepped on it again.

"Princess disease, right?"

"boom!"

What Xiao Chen stepped on was indescribable, facing the sweeping iron spear, he seemed to have not seen it.

"Little...be careful." Xia'er covered her eyes in fright.

The moment the iron gun hit Xiao Chen's head, Xiao Chen's eyes slanted.

Suddenly he stretched out his right hand, flicked lightly on the spear, the speed was so fast, it brought up countless afterimages.

Zhang Long only felt as if he was hit head-on by a moving mountain, and an unmatched force surged towards him.

This force spread along the iron spear.

The iron gun broke away inch by inch, and Zhang Long's whole body, like a kite with a broken string, flew out with blood gushing from his mouth.

"Master." Xia Er's shrill scream brought the shocked people back to reality.

"Enemy attack, enemy attack."

One by one, things that looked like jumping monkeys flew into the sky.

A shrill scream resounded through the sky.

At the end of the line, the sky was full of dust.

The sound of a large number of horseshoes came like a tide.

"Scatter, scatter." Someone was riding on a horse, roaring crazily.

Everyone quickly left Xiao Chen's side, dispersed, and surrounded Xiao Chen again.

Xiao Chen thought it was funny, so he squatted down and teased Zhao Xueling who was crying non-stop.

"Do you still want to be a servant, young lady? Hehe..."

"Woo~" Zhao Xueling cried while shaking her head fiercely.

Now her whole face is swollen like a pig's head.

"I'm short of a maid who serves tea, pours water, and warms the bed. You look good, so you're the only one."

"Oh, shit, it hurts, it hurts, let go." Xiao Chen was talking cheerfully.

Upon hearing this, Liusu Mingyue threw out the big bone in her hand and pulled Xiao Chen's hair desperately.

"What are you doing? Why are you beating someone? I can also serve tea and water!"

Liusu Mingyue puffed her cheeks, pulling Xiao Chen's hair desperately.

"You're a fart, what else can you do except eat you." Xiao Chen grinned his teeth in pain, and shook his head violently.

Liusu Mingyue stuck to her hair like a piece of dog skin plaster, and she couldn't get rid of it.

"Set up the formation." At this moment, about 20 strong men rushed over from the rear of the team.

Seeing the weeping and deformed princess on the ground, the men were furious.

Even though the country has been destroyed, she is a princess after all, and the old emperor's kindness is still there.

Although Zhao Xueling was a bit savage, he couldn't beat people like this.

Moreover, Zhang Long was directly beaten and flew out, and his life and death were unknown.

The men moved extremely quickly, formed a triangle in groups of three, and began to charge towards Xiao Chen.

Xiao Chen raised his eyebrows, the sharp formations on the battlefield are usually used for close quarters or small-scale dashes.

It seems that these men should have been soldiers of the military.

Xiao Chen suddenly made a strange movement.

Xiao Chen raised his right foot high, looking a little funny.

The raised right foot stepped down suddenly.

The majestic power surged out.

The strange thing was that under Xiao Chen's strength of a million catties, the ground under his feet didn't have a single crack.

Although no cracks appeared, the ground suddenly trembled violently.

At this moment, a terrifying vision suddenly appeared on the land with a radius of one mile.

The earth is like a piece of shaken paper, and there are huge waves.

These waves came one after another, and in an instant, the sky and the ground shook, more violent than the most terrifying earthquake.

This is exactly the sky-shaking move.

Looking at the people who were on their backs, Xiao Chen gritted his teeth, rolled his eyes, and withdrew his strength.

These people are too weak, they probably won't be able to handle the opening moves.

The turbulent land returned to tranquility, and everyone looked at Xiao Chen in horror, their faces turning pale.

"Master, Master..."

The extremely shrill shouts sounded non-stop, stimulating everyone's eardrums.

"You murderer, I will fight with you."

Xia'er rushed towards Xiao Chen like a crazy little beast.

When everyone heard Xia Er's words, they all froze in place.

Murderer?

Zhang Long is dead, beaten to death by this boy?

Everyone looked at the place where Zhang Long was lying in disbelief.

A large amount of blood gushed out from Zhang Long's mouth, staining the ground beneath him red.

And Zhang Long lay quietly, his chest no longer rising and falling.

When everyone saw this scene, their eyes were tearing apart.

Zhang Long is the spiritual pillar of this team. If he dies, the team will collapse.

"Kill him and avenge General Zhang."

An angry roar soared into the sky, even though the strength Xiao Chen showed just now was something they couldn't contend with.

But these people still rushed up without fear of death!

Even the melon-eating people around were all red-eyed when they heard Zhang Long's death, and rushed forward brandishing hoes, sickles and sticks.

Xiao Chen looked confused, "Ai ai, shit, you can't touch porcelain, I didn't even touch you, you died, you can't blame me!"

Xiao Chen rolled his eyes, stretched out his hand and gently fanned Xia'er who was rushing away.

The poor girl was slapped lightly by Xiao Chen and flew away.

"Hey, unexpected accident." Xiao Chen looked at his slap and smiled a little embarrassedly.

"boom!"

Xiao Chen stomped down heavily, and the huge force brought up a terrifying shock wave, rushing out all the people who came up to besieged.

In just an instant, these mobs were already defeated.

Because the power was too great, some ordinary people with old arms and legs were directly shocked to death.

"Grandpa, second uncle, grandma..."

The shrill howling sound was staged here.

For a while, it became a large-scale mourning scene.

Xia'er got up with blood all over her face, and rushed over like a madman.

"Why did you kill my master, why, why, I still want to get you something to eat, woo woo~"