Chapter 1258

the mechanical puppet leader's coldness became increasingly thick.

At the same time, a cold voice rang out at this moment.

"Kill!"

Following the fall of the voice,

endless killing intent lunged toward Zhao Xing.

Upon seeing such a scene,

Zhao Xing dared not stay any longer.

His figure was incomparably swift as he fled toward the distance.

But how could the mechanical puppet leader's attack be easy?

Following a booming sound,

Zhao Xing's figure was smashed away.

His chest collapsed, and blood gushed out.

His face was incomparably pale.

At this moment, a look of fear appeared in his eyes.

He dared not be the slightest bit negligent.

Because he knew that if he delayed for a moment, once the opponent caught up, he would surely die.

Now, he finally recognized Liu Zheng's terror.

If it weren't for their Zhao clan signing an agreement with the other party,

why would he suffer such danger to listen for enemy intelligence?

Now, he had harmed both himself and others.

... Seeking flowers...

But there was no other way.

If he didn't come, the lives of the entire Zhao family would not be guaranteed.

Such a thing, he would never do.

Thinking of this, although his injuries were heavy,

he gritted his teeth and persisted in running toward the distance.

This time, he had to report the news to His Majesty.

However, just when he was still a thousand miles away from the city,

a huge pressure instantly permeated the air.

It prevented him from moving forward even a fraction.

Looking up,

he saw figures clad in black appearing on the city wall.

Their figures were sturdy.

The weapons in their hands flashed with dazzling brilliance.

Clearly, they were all experts.

And the leader was a middle-aged man.

However, his body emitted brilliant rays of light.

0..........

It was like a sun.

Upon seeing such a scene,

Zhao Xing's look of horror flashed and vanished.

Then he shouted,

"Do you know what the result will be for blocking my path!"

"Haha, a mere Golden Immortal Ninth Layer also dares to be arrogant in front of me?

Since you've come, stay here forever!"

The leading man said with a laugh.

He was the commander of the Black Armor Army, named Huang Tiangang.

His cultivation, among all the Great Han legions,

was also ranked in the top five.

Because the opponent was skilled in using a sword,

his strength could be said to be incomparably powerful.

At this moment, a cold light flickered in his eyes.

Just after his voice fell,

a sharp sword appeared in his hand.

He stepped forward and slashed down toward Zhao Xing.

Vast energy rolled continuously around him.

At this moment, it seemed as if even the space were about to shatter.

It made Zhao Xing's expression change drastically.

This Huang Tiangang's strength was too great.

Not only was his attack fierce,

but more importantly,

the opponent also controlled formations.

If he were dragged down,

there would be no hope of escaping.

Thinking of this, his eyes were splitting with rage.

Then, he stretched out both hands.

In an instant,

rays of light burst out from his palm prints.

They actually met the sword edge.

However, the moment he touched the opponent's attack,

a spray of blood filled the world.

This Zhao Xing's strength, although powerful,

was far too inferior to Huang Tiangang's. ===== CHAPTER 1260 =====