Ivanov watched helplessly as the chopsticks thrown by Chen Yang pierced Zhang Xiong's palm and then nailed directly to Zhang Xiong's forehead.

Most of the wooden chopsticks penetrated Zhang Xiong's head, leaving less than an inch exposed.

Ivanov looked at Chen Yang next to him, his eyes almost popping out of his head.

Zhang Xiong's palm, which even a machete couldn't stand, was actually nailed through by Chen Yang with a chopstick, and even nailed into the forehead? And it was also the forehead of a fourth-level Martial Emperor cultivation master?

This, how is this possible?

Zhang Xiong looked at Chen Yang, his eyes full of disbelief. He raised his hand with difficulty, pointed at Chen Yang, and wanted to say something, but his body was weak and fell to the ground. He twitched a few times and then stopped moving.

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"Who are you? How do you have such terrifying skills?" Wen An looked at Chen Yang and shouted sharply.

Chen Yang put down his wine glass and said calmly: "Heaven's punishment, break the army!"

"Po Jun, you are Po Jun!" Wen An looked at Chen Yang and couldn't help but scream.

Chen Yang looked up at Wen An and said calmly: "You shouldn't be surprised that I came here today, because from the moment you attacked my Zishan, your ending was already doomed!"

Wen An frowned and shouted: "The one who wanted to kill Zhou Zishan was the Ivanov coalition, not me. I just didn't send reinforcements. At most, I was guilty of dereliction of duty. Why didn't you kill him?

Come to me for revenge?"

Chen Yang looked at Wen An and laughed: "My Zishan used two million people to fight against the coalition's 20 million people, but you didn't send troops to support you. If this is not murder, what crime do you have?"

Wen An opened his mouth wide, but said nothing.

Chen Yang stood up and said calmly: "You and I have nothing to talk about anymore, everything should be over!"

After saying that, he looked at Tanlang beside him: "Send him on his way."

When Wen An heard this, he immediately screamed: "Po Jun, I am the border commander of Daxia. If you dare to kill me, you will become the enemy of the whole Daxia. No one in Daxia will spare you!"

"No one in Daxia can spare me?" Chen Yang turned to look at Wen An and laughed. He casually pulled out the scabbard of Shang Fang's sword, then raised his hand towards Wen An and said calmly: "Look what this is.

?”

"The scabbard of Shang Fang's sword, this is the scabbard of Shang Fang's sword," Wen An's face changed drastically. He looked at Chen Yang and shouted through gritted teeth:

"It turns out that you and Zhou Wen, that old man, have already joined forces..."

But the next moment he sneered again: "But this is the border, not the imperial capital. I have the final say here. Don't forget, I have tens of millions of soldiers in my hands, how can you fight with me?

So you’d better surrender obediently, and I might be able to spare your life when the time comes!”

Chen Yang looked at Wen An and laughed: "Wen An, how much wine did you have to drink to say such low IQ words.

Do you really think I don’t understand anything? Let me tell you, you are overthinking, I know your situation better than you!

You have two million people inside your camp and three million people outside your camp. With just these few people, you still want to touch me?"

Wen An was stunned for a moment, then sneered: "Did you know that my son leads five million troops?"

Chen Yang also smiled: "I told you about your situation, and I know it better than you. How could I not know that I was right when you asked him to lead five million people to the imperial capital to rebel?"

Wen Anhao said: "Yes, but I can call him back, and we should cooperate with others to destroy you ants. Then you will still lose!"

Chen Yang shook his head and sighed: "He can't come back, he can't come back!"

Wen An sneered and said, "Don't be alarmist here. I can summon my son here with just one phone call. If you don't believe me, just watch!"

After speaking, he took the phone and called directly.

...

Twenty kilometers away from the camp, with dust flying all over the sky, a group of men and horses were marching in a hurry. A general at the front raised his sword and spoke boldly:


Chapter completed!