Chapter 1970: Torture

The goal this time is more than 300,000 cultivators in the Dark Temple! By the way, rescue the King of Tianque Kingdom and use the nearly 200,000 troops of Tianque Kingdom for his own use!
Fang Fan squinted his eyes, his speed became faster...
"Follow me, rush!"
"Tianque Kingdom army retreated! This time only for the dark temple!"
After Fang Fan issued the military order, the battle scene became more and more violent.
The troops of the Tianque Kingdom are naturally not stupid. It is impossible to predict what the current situation is like. They looked at each other and then began to retreat towards the left and right sides!
Because their Majesty King Cassius gave them an order from the beginning to make them choose to retreat as soon as possible.
It stands to reason that now they are just following the instructions that should be followed!
After the troops of the Tianque Kingdom evaded and withdrew, there was a huge gap in the middle of the battlefield. Fang Fan led his army to kill, but it seemed smooth and free!
There was a burst of shelling, and the soldiers of the Dark Temple were killed one by one, and the scene seemed terrifying for a time!
"Asshole!"
"This Fang Fan... is really dead to the extreme!"
"Does he think this can do anything to me? It's a joke!"
"Look at me, I will kill you completely!"
"Tens of thousands of troops even dared to attack my dark temple..."
"Even if the trash of the Tianque Kingdom dare not fight, it won't matter... Without them, you can still be killed!"
Hei Tian, ​​the of the dark temple, narrowed his eyes, with a confident look on his face.
While speaking, he couldn't help but look at the King Cassius of the Tianque Kingdom on the side.
"Are you very excited at this moment? I look forward to the Chi You Kingdom's reinforcements to save you?"
"You said... did you think so?"
"Huh? Talk!"
Hei Tian, ​​the son of the Dark Temple, roared while holding a saber and fiercely inserted it into the thigh of King Cassius...
Then in his extremely painful state, he cut his thigh little by little...
The cutting scene was and bloody, and there was a sense of horror inexplicably...
"Ah...ah..."
King Cassius of the Tianque Kingdom kept perspiring cold sweat on his forehead, and the pain caused him to lose his voice...
"You will have retribution...you must die!"
"Devil! You devil!"
"This king will not let the soldiers of the Tianque Kingdom go to death! Nor will they be the cannon fodder for you demons!"
"Go away! Go away..."
"The troops of the Tianque Kingdom! Listen to my orders! Help the brothers of the Chiyou Kingdom! Kill these demons! Kill!"
King Cassius of the Kingdom of Tianque exhausted his energy, and then roared into the void. When he roared, the cold sweat on his forehead became more and more.
At this moment, the body was shaking violently, and the whole person's will was madly depressed!
This kind of pain made him unable to resist!
"Okay!"
"Dare to disobey my orders!"
"King Cassius! Good! Very good!"
"Aren't you going to fight me? How about I fulfill you? I will fulfill you now!"
"I let you fight against me! Keep fighting!"
"what……"
Heitian, the of the Dark Temple, held a handful of salt in his hand, and then directly applied it to the broken thigh of King Cassius of the Kingdom of Tianque, his face flickering with hideous color.