Daqin: Take the bamboo shoots, Zulong eavesdropped on my heart!

What am I?

Lord Hou is just talking, are you serious?

After hearing this, Yingbo couldn't help but glared at Fan Kuai, is it up to you?

Dare to say that I am the weakest?

Master Hou can say this, but you can't!

"Just him?"

Glancing at Ying Bu, Mo Rongcheng couldn't help showing disdain, looked him up and down, and couldn't help but sneered, "There is such a thing, I can hit ten with one hand!"

"Hey, Morong City, don't be careless."

After hearing this, Mo Rongfu said, "Wait a minute, don't lose to me!"

"Don't worry, my lord, if I lose, please deal with me casually!"

"Okay, let's start then?"

Feng Zheng smiled and said, "Let us also see how powerful this mighty and unyielding General Donghu is?"

"Okay, let's go, get out!"

Mo Rongfu waved his hand and said, "Go to the table outside!"

"Yes, Your Majesty!"

After hearing this, everyone went out, and Ying Bu jumped up with a stride.

When Mo Rongcheng saw it, he was taken aback.

This skill is quite vigorous, but when it comes to fighting, I'm afraid I won't even be able to withstand a single blow!

Thinking of this, Mo Rongcheng also supported himself and jumped up.

"Uncle..."

Feng Zheng came to Tian Guang with a smile, and asked in a low voice, "Inquire about something..."

Ok?

Seeing this, Tian Guang couldn't help looking Feng Zheng up and down, and asked suspiciously, "What do you want to ask? This is not over yet!"

"Oh, uncle, don't get me wrong..."

Feng Zheng looked at Tian Guang with a smile and said, "I just want to ask, how similar are the names of this king and Mo Rongcheng, are they related?"

"Huh? This..."

Tian Guang hesitated for a while, and Feng Zheng pushed his sleeves with a smile, "We are our own people, uncle wouldn't doubt me like this, would he?"

Tian Guang hesitated a little after hearing this, and then said, "The reason why the two people have similar names is naturally because they are both royal family names!"

"Oh, I see?"

Feng Zheng laughed and said, "So the royal family of Donghu is the Morong tribe?"

"Exactly!"

"Thank you uncle, I understand..."

"Then I ask you?"

Tian Guang looked at it, and Ying Bo asked Feng Zheng, "Is this person a prisoner?"

Looking at the slight scars on Yingbo's face, although they have been covered up a lot, they can still be seen vaguely. This person seems to have been tattooed before.

"Uncle, did you see it?"

"I'm not blind!"

"Of course he's a prisoner..."

Feng Zheng said in a low voice, "I fished it out of the prison, and I respect me very much! There are many people in my place who were all fished out of the prison. Such people cannot be used by Daqin. Naturally, you are very loyal to me!" Huh?

After listening to Feng Zheng's words, Tian Guang was thoughtful.

"Then let's get started!"

Under the stage, Mo Rongfu looked at the stands, then waved his hand and said.

"Yes, Your Majesty!"

Hearing Mo Rongfu's words, Mo Rongcheng's expression trembled, and he glanced at Ying Bu, his face full of indifferent contempt.

Chapter 907 Why Don't You Save Him Some Face?good job

"Then please!"

Yingbo looked at Morong City, reached out and took out the weapon of his life, holding it in his hand.

"Huh... huh?"

When he saw the weapon in Yingbo's hand, Mo Rongcheng's original expression suddenly changed.

What the fuck?

what is that?

The silver light is shining, is it a weapon made of silver?

He fixed his eyes and his face changed even more.

That's not like silver...

But what?

Shouldn't it be...

"What kind of weapon is that?"

Staring at the steel spear in Ying Bu's hand, Mo Rongcheng couldn't resist asking.

"You don't care what it is, it's naturally a murderous weapon!"

Yingbu snorted coldly and rushed forward.

Seeing this, Mo Rongcheng was also busy, holding his own weapon, a pair of big axes, in his hands.

Boring!

As soon as they fought, Mo Rongcheng directly slashed Huashan with a move, which directly made Mo Rongcheng's arms numb.

"what!"

Ying Bu snorted again, and the steel spear in his hand stabbed suddenly, Mo Rongcheng saw this, and quickly dodged back.

I saw Yingbu, stepping on his feet, jumped up, holding the steel lance in his hand, and smashed it hard.

Boring!

Click!

There was only a crisp sound, followed by a muffled sound.

The weapon in Mo Rongcheng's hand was directly smashed into two sections, that's not counting, Mo Rongcheng was directly smashed and fell to his knees, his face was distorted in pain.

"what!"

Yingbo roared again, and stabbed away with one blow.

"what!"

Seeing this, Mo Rongcheng roared in panic, quickly turned sideways and closed his eyes.

However, Yingbo's stab did not intend to drive the opponent to death.

but!

Still, the blow passed through the side of his head, cutting off half of his hair.

"what!"

Mo Rongcheng was still in shock, he quickly covered his head and fled back.

Seeing this scene, Mo Rongfu and others off the field were all dumbfounded.

What the fuck?

This……

What the hell is going on here?

How could the gap between the two be so large?

What kind of competition is this? It's clearly a unilateral massacre!

"What? Has the outcome been decided?"

Yingbo glanced coldly at Morong City, and asked indifferently.

"Certainly……"

Mo Rongcheng panicked when he saw this, but quickly glanced at Mo Rongfu off the field.

Mo Rongfu at this moment, after being astonished, turned pale.

Mom, is this my guardian general?

It's so embarrassing!

"It's settled! Morong City, you lost, hurry up and get out of here!"

Mo Rongfu couldn't help but cursed, Mo Rongcheng was terrified again when he heard this, and quickly got down in a desperate manner.

"Hehe, Yingbo, you are too unreasonable!"

Only then did Feng Zheng tie his mouth and said, "Why don't you save some face for him?"

What am I?

Hearing Feng Zheng's words, Mo Rongfu's face was filled with dark lines.

That's what you say, don't save me any face, right?

But having said that, Mo Rongfu was really shocked by Yingbo's strength just now.

Mo Rongfu is naturally aware of Mo Rongcheng's skills, after all, he is also his guard general, but Mo Rongcheng is so far behind Yingbo, which makes Mo Rongfu extremely shocked.

Morong City is not considered weak, and it can be said that it is very strong, otherwise, he would not have the confidence to dare to challenge Yingbo like this.

but……

The final result can be so bad, which makes Mo Rongfu a little puzzled.

How could such a person be the weakest of the three of them?

Funny, right?

"Your Majesty..."

Mo Rongcheng came to Mo Rongfu's side with a face full of embarrassment, his drooping head lacked the slightest fighting spirit, he looked like a defeated pheasant.

"Your Majesty, Morong City messed up the matter, please punish me, Your Majesty."

"Hmph! You have given me a big face!"

Mo Rongfu glanced at Mo Rongcheng, gritted his teeth and cursed.

"My lord can't blame me for this..."

Mo Rongcheng hurriedly said, "My lord, that man's weapon is really too strange, my weapon is nothing compared to his!"

what?

You said weapons?

Hearing Mo Rongcheng's words, Mo Rongfu was taken aback for a moment, glanced at the weapon in Ying Bu's hand, and couldn't help saying, "What's so strange? Isn't everyone's weapon is different?"

"My lord, the final point is to say that this person's weapon is too strange, far better than mine!"

Mo Rongcheng couldn't help saying sourly, "If you don't have a general and you have such a weapon in your hand, then it's easy to win against him!"

what?