The Bad Guys: Don't call me Little Emperor Taizong

"Master Dadong, what should we do? The poisonous insects cannot get close to him, and the poisonous gas cannot enter the body of a dead person. Even Li Xuan died a violent death."

Some people panicked, shouting and asking for solutions while stepping back uncontrollably.

It is human nature to seek benefits and avoid harm...

Anyone who sees this figure surrounded by the aura of death will not be able to remain calm.

What's more, they saw with their own eyes that Li Xuan had several decades of his life cut off by a single sword.

This guy is simply a death warrant, you can't compete with him.

"If you retreat now, you will only bring the flames of war back to the Twelve Caves. This person has just gained such power and may not be able to control it. Let's attack together!"

crucial moment.

It turned out that the reminder from the Lord of the Great Cave worked.

But just as he finished his words, eleven figures surrounded Li Changping tightly from all directions.

"Set up a formation!"

Another order.

Countless poisonous insects flew up from the east, and a thick poisonous miasma gushed out from the west.

The totems on everyone lit up.

The Great Lord continued:

"Everyone, this is a great crisis for our Twelve Caves. If we cannot survive this catastrophe, the Twelve Caves will be wiped out, and we will be sinners for a thousand years. I would like to trouble you all to work together to seal this evil dragon!"

Say it.

The Lord of Dadong was the first to rush forward.

The other ten cave masters also took action together.

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"Monster! Monster!"

Deep in the northern desert.

Suddenly, two roars of anger and fear rang out from the ancient altar:

"Yuan Tiangang, you actually created another monster!"

"Great Shaman, what happened?" A young voice responded.

But the Great Shaman he mentioned did not answer directly. Instead, he lowered his voice:

"Zhang Zifan, I already know why you're here! This is about the rise and fall of Mobei, so Shamanism cannot just sit back and watch. Just do what you should do..."

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Inside the Khitan king's tent.

Queen Shuliduo of Yingtian picked up the porcelain bowl with a smile and fed the strong man on the couch with a small spoonful of food.

"My king, drink the medicine!"

"Cough, cough, cough..."

Perhaps influenced by that beautiful face, Yelu Abaoji, lying on the bed, didn't care about his unstoppable coughing.

He forced himself to suppress the itchiness in his throat and drank the medicine in small sips.

But that infatuated gaze never left Shuliduo.

I don’t know if it was out of shame or shyness, but Shuliduo’s pretty face turned red when she looked at her.

Finally, I couldn't help but change the subject.

"My king, you have fought for many years, so it is inevitable that you have some old injuries. This is the magic medicine given by the shaman. Drink more and you will definitely be able to heal your injuries..."

"Uh-huh!"

Abaoji nodded vigorously, as if afraid of neglecting his wife in the slightest.

The infatuated gaze gradually lost itself in the land of tenderness.

But right now.

Suddenly, a cold shadow appeared from nowhere.

It hit the porcelain bowl in Shulido's hand right on target.

The porcelain bowl fell to the ground, and the medicine inside spilled everywhere.

at the same time.

A voice was uttered with a hint of teasing in it.

"I just came back from the shaman, but I have never heard of such a medicine. It seems that my sister-in-law is quite knowledgeable about pharmacology..."

"who?"

Shulido stood up instantly and looked towards the door with a gloomy look.

She saw a figure in white clothes and white hair appear there. She became even more dissatisfied and was about to call for help.

However, it was Yelu Abaoji who forced himself to hold up his weak body.

"Brother, didn't you go to the Shaman Temple for help? Why are you back?"

"Of course I asked for help!"

Zhang Zifan smiled confidently, walked straight past Shuliduo, whose face was ashen, and came to Abaoji.

"King Liao, please rest and recuperate for a while. The shaman has promised to destroy the invincible general for us. There will also be shaman masters to help us."

"Is it?"

A Baoji instantly became excited: "So, we will definitely win this battle?"

"That's right. When the snipe and the clam quarrel, the fisherman benefits. When we are attacked from both sides, Li Changping's army will be transferred to Han River and Tongguan for defense, and Fengxiang City will definitely be empty. If we mobilize all the troops in Mobei to seize it, we can directly attack Chang'an and hunt Taiyuan in the north."

"That's great, Brother Zhang. In the future, you will be my closest friend on the grassland!"

Abaoji couldn't help but hug Zhang Zifan, his excitement was beyond words.

Only Shulido standing by sneered.

As someone who could be called Xiao He of Mobei, she never believed what Zhang Zifan said.

He was born in Tongwenguan and was well-read in Confucian classics.

With these two alone, Zhang Zifan’s buffs are fully stacked.

I won't believe it even if I kill Shuliduo...

Zhang Zifan, who is very careful about his reputation, would disregard his own reputation.

Just like he always said about all the people in the world.

It's like he treats his brothers more highly than others, and it seems like everything he does is for others.

In fact, he will be the ultimate beneficiary!

Apart from having no blood relationship with Li Siyuan, they are more like father and son.

If anyone said this, Shuliduo would believe it, except Li Siyuan and his son.

There is only one reason why I am running around here to unite the princes.

That's why he wants to be the savior!

And this is not that difficult...

With Abaoji's unconditional trust in him, he can completely control Fengxiang.

By then, he would defeat Mobei and rescue the people.

Everyone in the world will be on his side.

As for the hearts of the princes, he also left an excellent impression at this time.

Gather everyone's strength to overthrow Li Siyuan and replace him...

Shulido stared at the handsome face in front of her.

She wasn't sure if Zhang Zifan would do this...

But she was sure that if she were in Zhang Zifan's position, she would definitely do the same.

But at this time.

Zhang Zifan and Abaoji were already hugging each other with laughter.

Both parties were very satisfied with each other's attitude, but in their hearts they were cursing the other for being stupid.

Chapter 161 One on Eleven

The extremely desolate land of Raojiang.

Looking around, corpses, flames, poisonous insects, and miasma created a purgatory-like scene here.

The blood all over the ground had long been dried up by the thunder and fire.

The temperature in the air is rising steadily.

But all the people present felt was only a biting cold.

As a desolate and silent river of Styx slowly gathered under Li Changping's feet.

All the flowers, trees, birds and animals within a ten-mile radius seemed to be deprived of everything and lived out their lives in the blink of an eye, from bright and colorful to withered, from lively to listless.

Finally, it decomposed into gray fragments and became part of the River Styx.

The Mirror Heart Demon led the Bad People to retreat again.

Even from a distance, they could feel that this confrontation was not one they could participate in.

Any trace of aura revealed by Li Changping and the eleven cave masters was enough to shatter them into pieces.

But at this moment.

The ten cave masters surrounding Li Changping attacked together.

With the help of an unknown formation, he integrated himself into the poisonous miasma and controlled countless poisonous insects to try to open a way.

Ten figures disappeared in an instant.

But the poisonous miasma swept towards the center.

"Ah……"

Li Changping smiled slightly, but the corners of his mouth did not show any warmth.

The Zixiao sword in his right hand was surrounded by endless deathly aura.

There was no sign of life in the whole person.

Without even looking at what was in front of him, he just swung his sword and a river of Styx appeared.

It crashed into the poisonous miasma, making a crazy "sizzling" sound.

And wait until the poisonous miasma subsides a little.

Then a dagger stabbed out, pointing directly at his vital points.

At the same time, around him.

There were also countless mosquitoes with eight wings, as big as an adult's palm, rushing towards Li Changping fearlessly.

The sharp tip of the beak exerted force so violently that it seemed to nail it into the flesh.

Compared to Mirror Heart Demon and the others.

The Twelve Cave Lords have a higher level of cultivation and a deeper understanding of the person in front of them.

Of course they knew what Li Xuan was capable of. He was second only to the Great Lord of the Cave.

But he couldn't block the man's sword.

From this perspective, Li Changping in this state has surpassed Yuan Tiangang.