Chapter 434: The people in the palace are determined by one word

Lin Zhan stood at the forefront of these black-armored guards, like a mountain town falling into the dust, standing still.

He was naturally included in the military formation, but the difference was that others formed a military formation, gathering the divine power in the army to bless himself, while he entered the formation in order to integrate his own cultivation into the formation and bless the soldiers behind him.

Looking at the surging iron cavalry over there, Lin Zhan couldn't help frowning, no one could have imagined that this madman in front of him had just returned to the imperial capital to find trouble in their Han Wangfu, and now it was obviously too late to mobilize the military guards in the camp in a hurry, otherwise, how could he be so passive.

It's just that now it seems that his top priority is indeed to stop these crazy people in front of him, if he allows these bastards with no taboos to break into the mansion, then the Han King will be completely discredited.

"Destroy the mountains and break the mountains, and ten thousand horses step on the mountains and rivers!"

Ye Futu roared angrily, and more than a hundred iron horsemen had red eyes, and their violent aura was no longer covered.

Lin Zhan never thought that he would come to besiege the palace, nor did he expect that Lin Zhan would accept so many soldiers in the army, let alone that this commander of the army would quietly step into the realm of the grandmaster.

Ever since he arrived, when his first charge failed to make a mark, he knew his time was running out.

After all, this is the imperial capital, and it is absolutely impossible for the government in the city to let him act so recklessly, success or failure, but it is all in one fell swoop!

Lin Zhan held the heavy sword with both hands, and the earthy yellow divine light rippled out from his body, and in the blink of an eye, it merged into the black qi that filled the military array, making the slightly thin black smoke suddenly thicker and thicker.

There is a master general of the Grandmaster realm who commands the military formation, which is simply a tiger with wings for a military guard.

The military formation, immovable as a mountain!

Dozens of soldiers in black armor stood behind Lin Zhan, and they all put away the battle ges in their hands, their eyes flashing with a dark color, and the armor shield in their hands exuded the light of the fusion of earth yellow and darkness.

The breath of dozens of people, together with Lin Zhan, who was in the first place, gathered together, and slowly turned into a tall and majestic mountain shadow, if Ye Han could recognize it here, the mountain shadow manifested by the military formation at this time was the same as the defensive formation formed by the general who guarded the city gate before the Demon Gate when he and Cang Yan went north.

It's just that there were hundreds of soldiers in the Demon Pass at that time, and the shadow of the mountain that was embodied was far from being comparable to the castrated version in front of him, both in terms of color and the divine power contained in it.

However, even so, the momentum manifested by this majestic mountain shadow was still enough to shake the Quartet, and it also made the eyes of Ye Futu, who led the rushing troops, glow with bloodthirsty light.

The army formation turned into a mountain, taken from the meaning of not moving and not retreating, coincidentally, their iron cavalry is the name of destroying the mountain!

In front of the gate of this Han Wang's Mansion, from the previous battle between the two generals, it has been derived from the two dynastic guards fighting each other, and the aura aroused between the two is obviously more violent, if no one stops it, I am afraid that the turmoil caused by the hedge between the two will even spread to the military camp.

It's just that at this time, the two in front of him obviously have no way to retreat, Ye Futu naturally doesn't need to say much, since he made the choice to besiege the palace, it has been the end of "if you don't succeed, you will become benevolent".

If he can catch the Eighth Highness, he can naturally redeem his merits, but if he can't, what he does today alone can cure a great crime of disrespect. No matter how special the identity of King Han is, he is a prince after all, and it is taboo to besiege the palace.

On the other hand, Lin Zhan naturally died in battle and could not retreat, at this time behind him was the Mansion of King Han, if he allowed the hundreds of people in front of him to break into the palace, then what kind of face did he have to meet the first king.

More than 100 war horses rushed in, the sound of the horse's hooves falling roared like thunder, and the giant sword in Lin Zhan's hand was also held horizontally by him, facing the ten thousand horses galloping, without half a bit of fear, the big sword in his hand actually moved like his breathing rate, as if it was integrated with him.

The resonance of the sword, born to die!

"Kill!"

Ye Futu's spear stabbed out, and the cold light in front of the blade pointed directly at Lin Zhan's forehead Lingtai, obviously with murderous intent.

If Lin Zhan collects his sword and returns to defense, the hundred horsemen behind him will pass through the two of them and attack the Black Oblivion Army Formation, and if they break through the situation, they can attack the palace. If he refuses to defend himself, he can only be protected by the military array to fight against his spear, whether he lives or dies, it is all up to heaven's will.

How will he choose?

Ye Futu's eyes also seemed to be a little curious, in front of his eyes, Lin Zhan seemed to sneer, the heavy sword in his hand did not return to defense, but directly swung down with a flat slashing momentum, aiming directly at Ye Futu's neck.

Really!

Seeing Lin Zhan's choice, Ye Futu did not have any surprise, on the contrary, his eyes burned with a feverish light.

Sure enough, he is a character from the military, and he is a character tempered from the sea of blood in the corpse mountain, there will be no fear in the face of life and death, both sides are in charge of the military array, as long as Lin Zhan kills him, the cavalry armor formation will naturally be self-defeating, of course, the same is true for him.

Now it is up to him to pierce the man's head first with this spear, or whether this heavy sword will cut off his head first.

The big sword was swung, the spear pierced in, and the sound of breaking the wind shook people's eardrums, but when they saw that the two people who exchanged their lives for their lives were about to die on the spot, an invisible force spread out from behind Lin Zhan, covering the entire world in the blink of an eye.

It is an invisible force, but it allows the human eye to catch its clues, as if in his shroud, the heavens and the earth have lost their color, everything seems gray, it is a gloomy color that has lost its vitality and vitality.

In this pale color, the roar in Ye Futu's mouth seemed to be stuck in his throat, and the war spear that was only three inches away from Lin Zhan's forehead couldn't be pierced no matter what, just as Lin Zhan's heavy sword hanging in front of his neck couldn't be cut off.

Within this pale realm, everything seemed to be imprisoned, and this kind of imprisonment was even more complete than the method of sealing, and even the thoughts in Ye Futu's heart at this time were much more obscure.

Between heaven and earth, only an indifferent voice slowly echoed, which seemed to contain boundless mystery, but it was difficult to fathom.

"Beyond the West Sea, north of Chishui, there is Zhangwei Mountain......"

"There is a god, the human face is red and the body of the snake is red, the eyes are straight, its eyes are obscure, its vision is clear, no food and no sleep, the wind and rain are the confession, it is the candle nine yin, it is the candle dragon. The change of the four times is the ancestor of the time!".

In this pale realm, the sound of vicissitudes slowly echoed and fell, in these few words, Ye Futu's thoughts in the sea seemed to be active, and the imprisoned eyes turned with difficulty, his gaze crossed the Lin Zhan in front of him, and looked at the Black Oblivion guards who were arrayed behind him, and looked at the Han King's Mansion.

When his eyes could see a green shirt, his face instantly turned bloodless and pale.