Chapter 390: Whose rules (2)

Chutian suddenly laughed. He suddenly shouted: "Two old things that are not dead, I am too lazy to take care of you. I only ask the idiots behind you. You know, don't know, what are these two old things doing?"
Chu Tian has been able to catch up with the gas. His breath is certainly not as rich as that of the War King. It is impossible to pass a thousand miles in a loud voice, but it is also easy to let all the Warrior Mountain soldiers in the Baili Fang hear his voice.
The elders and the eternal warriors of the eternal warriors looked at Chutian with no expression on their faces. Their faces were distorted, and the scorpions were full of suffocation.
What are they doing?
They certainly know what they are doing!
They are rebelling with the elders and the elders. They want to overthrow the warlords and overthrow the resources that continue to distribute the mountains of the gods to the warlords who are in the wilderness, and change their own ranks!
As long as it is successful today, I dare not say that killing the King of War, as long as he is driven down from the throne, they can change to a ‘King of the God of War’!
From now on, all the resources of the Ares Hill belong to their glorious ‘the sacred mountain of the God of War’, and there is no relationship between those ‘the hybrids in the wilderness’!
When they think of the wonderful things, these fighters all have a deep gasping, like a group of beasts ready to go hunting for food.
Chu Tian laughed again. He held the green sword in his right hand, and his left hand was behind him. He whispered and asked the king: "War, these people, do you think there is still a salvation?"
The king of war did not say anything, and his majestic waist suddenly collapsed.
He said with a deep heart: "Everyone is a descendant of God of War. Everyone is bathed in the glory of God of War, and there is no distinction between high and low!"
Elder elders sneered: "There is no high and low price? How is it possible! Like my family, my ancestors, there have been more than 30 war kings, countless elders! The blood of my family, born noble and unmatched!"
The angry old man said: "The same is true of my family. The war king, the elders don't say, how many villages around the Shenshen Mountain are old, how many tribes are old people? How many famous heroes are among our ancestors? How many of my family's children are the commanders and generals of the battlefields everywhere!"
The elders slowly said: "The miscellaneous species in the wilderness, and occasionally a few talented people can be in the high position..."
The king of war interrupted the elders of the elders: "You are wrong. In the history of my warring mountain, there are more than 60% of the kings of war, from the wilderness in your mouth... miscellaneous-species!"
The elder's face suddenly became stiff, and the angry elder immediately sneered: "This is the case, most of them are all killed in the northern battlefield. Can there be a few people who can leave their names?"
The King of War sighed heavily. He looked at the angry old man and said: "There are no people who can leave their names. That is because the position of the middle and high-level generals in the army formed by the God of War is controlled by you. Those who can leave their names are mostly yours."
In the hands of the warhammer '嗡 ', the war king screamed: "But don't forget, the miscellaneous species in your wilderness, the total number of soldiers they send to the northern battlefield every year, is more than 100 times that of your people! The blood and flesh, the constant blood and flesh, allowed the northern battlefield to be supported by the demon's attack!"
The angry elders also closed their mouths, and the two looked sullenly at the war king.
All the mad thunder continued to squat, and the king of war was staring at the elders and the aging elders. One word and one word said: "These things, the following langs do not know, you should be clear. Touch the chest, you When we say these things, do you think that you are still the descendants of God of War?"
The war king sighed deeply: "When did the children of God of War, when they abandoned the glory of the warriors, began to care about these traitors?"
The elders and the aging elders did not say anything.
The aging elders just walked step by step, step by step toward Chutian.
On his reddish armor, a flame like a smoke rose and the temperature around him began to rise.
The aging elders are constantly approaching. He walked through the sweet-scented osmanthus tree that Chu Tianqing's wooden sticks have made. He even looked at the osmanthus trees that were scattered around him. He just looked at the hot wind and the sea of ​​fire that had just been chaotic. Didn't cause any damage to these osmanthus trees?
If it is not immersed in the atmosphere of the ‘sacred’ and ' solemnness' of the death of the blood flag, the aging elders actually want to cut a knife on these sweet-scented osmanthus trees with their long swords in their hands to see what these osmanthus trees are.
Chu Tian stunned his head, and he slowly said: "War, this blood flag is dead, I will not mix, um, I think, I am not the opponent of this angry elder."
Chutian is very self-aware. How could he be an opponent of an angry elder?
The War King crossed a step and stood in front of the angry elders. He sighed: "Rage elders, you have to do this, then fight!"
An angry old man looked at the warlord coldly, and the elders pulled out the long sword at the waist, and strode up too: "War, your opponent is me! When we competed for the throne, you just made a tie. But the elders are eccentric and support you to the throne."
Elder elders sneered: "I want you to understand today, without a big elder, you are nothing. I want to take you to the throne in front of so many people!"
On the armor of the elders, the same flames of smoke were also emerging. He approached step by step, and the ground continued to tremble as his footsteps continued.
While walking, the elders smiled and said: "Is it very curious, how do you have those confidants? Oh, is it a bit worried, is it a panty? It doesn't matter, it won't take long, you can be with them!

"Think about it, like the elders, the elders of the eagle, where did the elders of the bears and the elders of the tiger go?"
Chu Tian’s green scorpion sword flashed a touch of cold light, and Chutian’s voice rang quietly:
Do you want to do it? But who stipulates that I, he-mother, will follow your rules? Who do you think you are, you guys? The so-called rules of blood flag death, why should I listen to you?"
The elders and the elders stayed at the same time, and the two roared at the same time: "The blood flag is dead, this is the most sacred ancestor of the God of War!"
Chu Tian shouted: "You all started to rebel, and I said the ancestors? And I said the rules? You have dogs in your skull?"
"I am too lazy to take care of your rules, I have my own rules!"
"My rule is, you hit me with a punch, I will give you a knife; you cut me a knife, I will pay it back!"
"Just, the dead are not enough, the blood is not enough... the glory of the of war? Oh, no human blood will be painted red in the God of War, I think you can't repeat his glory!"
The Qingjian sword became a sword of the sky, and turned into a huge sword to wrap Chutian in it.
All the wars, all the energy weapons spouts, at the same time spewed a strong flash of blindness.
A chaotic fire with a dull whistling sound, dragging a long flame at the end of the sky, and then slammed down to the densely-blooded ‘the gods of the blood of the gods.’
"I have my rules!" Chutian face sneer with no expression.