The first to strike was Cao Huachun, who stood closest to him.

Dressed in a big red robe, he instantly supported Zhu Youzhen, who had fallen down, and shouted: "Escort!" "A jade seal, there is no problem in the palace for many days, and it suddenly exploded at this time, it must have been deliberately done by someone. Several black shadows flashed and blocked in front of Zhu Youzhen.

"Everybody, get down!"

"Get down on your stomach!"

Zhu Youzhen's face and hands were blown up by jade shavings, and he wailed in pain. The scene was chaotic. The spears of the Black Armor Army barried horizontally, suppressing the people who had stood up in some commotion due to sudden panic.

"Crouch down!"

"Whoever stands up dies!"

Many people were frightened by the spears and squatted down one after another, not daring to make a sound. The civil and military officials did not have any troops to take care of them, and they scattered to the side. Yang Fan disappeared from the list of Wenchen the moment the jade seal was shattered, but at this time, no one cared about Yang Fan in this purple gold python robe, and many people rushed to Zhu Youzhen's side. On the one hand, this is a time to show loyalty, and only Zhu Youzhen is the safest. Those black-armored generals seemed to have arrived at Zhu Youzhen's side just in an instant, only a little slower than Cao Huachun.

"Holy!"

"Escort! Someone, escort! Everyone rushed over and gathered around Zhu Youzhen. Zhu Youzhen's face was sad, the broken words on his face pierced the flesh, and the blood from the corners of his eyes was gurgling down. The two hands that were already drenched in blood wanted to protect their faces again, but they didn't dare to touch them. Wailing where it has always been.

Cao Huachun helped Zhu Youzhen and said, "Holy Lord, don't touch it." "Under the cover of the crowd. Slowly retreated towards the temple. All the armies rushed over and surrounded the Taimiao. Several black-armored generals flashed their swords and shouted, "Give me a careful search!" No one is allowed to leave without permission. ”

However, this matter at the moment. On the drum tower of the palace, it was quiet. There were few guards to see, and there were no people who had gone up. In front of the whole noon, there was a mess, and when I heard that the saint had been assassinated in the Taimiao, I hurried over to wait.

The wind is quiet, looking down from the drum tower of the end gate, the front of the temple is black and pressing. Yang Fan held a long sniper and stepped on the window with one foot. Squatting, under the effect of the pupil flames in his eyes, the scene below is very clear, and even the expressions on everyone's faces can be seen. Yang Fan's breath was a little unstable, mainly from the Taimiao Temple to the Duanmen Drum Tower, in such a short time, it was not easy to come up.

He glanced at it. After looking around the temple for a long time, there are still no clues. It stands to reason that if you can control the explosion of the jade seal like this, it will not be too far away from the Taimiao. Yang Fan for the first time. I didn't rush to the Taimiao. The old man who was a little monk said that day was already able to control the ability to explode items in the air, Yang Fan understood. If you rely on pure force, you may not be enough for that person's strength. Perhaps, as the legend says, an army of 3,000 can rival a congenital upper realm. That's also a lose-lose fight.

Yang Fan didn't think that this deal was a good deal, his life was still very valuable, and if he couldn't take the risk, why would he take this risk? His black spear has killed many people, but it is the first time that he has really shot at a master who is suspected of being in the congenital upper realm. This congenital upper realm, it is not a roadside radish and cabbage, there are so many, Yang Fan has seen it, Bu Laodao and Xia Moshu are these two are certain.

The old monk of Jiafu Temple, the big red robe Cao Huachun and Xiao Nanbei just now can only be said to be suspicious, after all, he only has the strength of the Heavenly Realm, and he can't estimate the strength of these people at all. And the little monk himself is an idiot-like existence, and when asked how powerful he is, he can't say that he is clear.

Yang Fan looked down, and it seemed that there were really no suspicious people around the temple.

"Wow!"

Yang Fan turned his head to the side and saw a little kid in a little yellow robe, who appeared in the drum tower at this time, lying on the edge of the window, smiling stupidly, as if the tense atmosphere below had nothing to do with him.

"How did you get up?" Yang Fan continued to look at the mirror tube and asked the little prince who appeared here, as for which son Zhu Youzhen was, he didn't know.

"I've always been here." The little prince put his hands under his chin, lying on the window and looking at the nearly 10,000 people in front of the temple, the scene was extremely huge. Yang Fan didn't have the time to pay attention to what this little prince was here for, what he had to do now was to snipe the person who detonated the jade seal of the country.

However, even with the ignition of the pupil flame, Yang Fan was not able to find the so-called mysterious person to come out. His pupils were extinguished, and he could still control the situation when he looked out of the mirror tube anyway. Now at the gate of the Taimiao, surrounded by a large army, not a single bird can fly into the Taimiao, so, where is that person hiding?

"Wow! Great Blackbird! Little Yellow Bird! The little prince's finger went out, Yang Fan moved towards the top of the temple in confusion, the pupil flame ignited in an instant, and when he saw the person in the black robe's hand, Yang Fan understood everything in an instant. After the jade seal was shattered, this mysterious black-robed man didn't plan to attack Zhu Youzhen again at all, but took advantage of the moment of chaos to kidnap Zhu Cihong. He slowly put the gun down, whether he could shoot at this time or not, it didn't matter to him.

Because of shooting, even if you kill the man in black, if you fall, the prince will die, and then this black pot will have to be carried by Yang Fan, if you shoot, you can't die, in case the man in black uses this as a handle to blackmail him, it will really not be a fun thing. So he didn't shoot, but the little prince on the side shouted, "Hit the big bird, hit the big bird." ”

Yang Fan picked up the black box, put the heavy sniper into the box, and quietly looked at the black spots on the temple, silent. The little prince on the side saw Yang Fan put away his gun, and pulled the corner of Yang Fan's clothes a little unhappily, and said, "Hit the big bird." ”

"Your eldest brother is up there, and he has beaten the big black bird, and your eldest brother, the little yellow bird, is going to die."

The little prince spiritually went back to the windowsill and murmured, "Big brother is up there, little yellow bird." Big brother can fly...... "Yang Fan really doesn't know, why did this five or six-year-old little prince climb to the drum tower, are the palace maids and eunuchs in care of him blind.

"Wow! What about my son? In front of the Taimiao, after stabilizing a little, Zhou suddenly shouted. At this time, those who had originally invested their energy on Zhu Youzhen came back to their senses, and the prince was gone!

"Up there!"

"Hey, that's how!"

The five black armor armies rose up in the air one after another, staring vigilantly at the black dot above. Being able to fly in the air, the strength of these black armors is at least in the Innate Middle Realm.

At this time, he grabbed the black robe of the crown prince in the air, raised a hand, and shouted: "Wang Xi is self-shattering, there is no way to be clear, and he is dead!" (To be continued.) )