Chapter 707: The Tip of the Iceberg
"How can there be a Great Qin Jin people here?"
"And who is manipulating this golden man?"
Thinking of this, the commander subconsciously set his eyes on the face of the Nine Princes, hoping to find a trace from his face.
But he was doomed to disappointment.
Because the Nine Princes are even more confused than him.
Obviously, he didn't know anything about the existence of the Great Qin Jin people.
"Hongzi!"
"What should we do now?"
Seeing that the face of the Nine Princes did not seem to be fake, the powerful commander was no longer entangled, and hurriedly turned his head to look at Hong Xuan, who was dressed in Confucian clothes and had a handsome form, and asked with some curiosity, as if asking for instructions.
"Although I don't know the identity of the Great Qin Jinren. ”
"But he didn't attack us, and for the time being it seems like a friend or foe. ”
"Let's besiege the Taizu Dragon Corpse together, we must not let him escape!"
Hong Xuanji looked at the curious gaze of the commander, his eyes couldn't help but flicker a few times, and he said without any hesitation.
"No!"
"No!"
"No!"
When the Commander and the others heard Hong Xuanji's order, everyone immediately subconsciously looked at the Commander of the Force, after all, he was the commander of this operation.
After the commander nodded imperceptibly, everyone responded in unison.
"Up!"
"This dragon corpse must be killed!"
"As long as this king absorbs this dragon qi, his life will definitely undergo earth-shaking changes!"
Looking at the Taizu Dragon Corpse, which was suppressed by the Jin people, and because Hong Xuanji joined the already precarious Taizu Dragon Corpse, the eyes of the Nine Princes couldn't help but show excitement.
"No!"
After receiving the order of the Nine Princes, the warriors who had been watching around him also rushed forward as if they were crazy.
"Kill!"
"You must kill him!"
"Kill the dragon corpse, the prince will be rewarded!"
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Situ Xing sat upright in the control chair, and through the huge gem eyes, he could see everyone's expressions.
Although he didn't know the Nine Princes, nor did he know the powerful commanders, but from their clothes, it was not difficult to guess that these people must be either rich or noble.
If it had been before, maybe he would have taken the initiative to come forward to meet him.
After all, there are people in the DPRK and China who are good officials.
But now Daqian has long been in shambles, the building is about to collapse, and not one person can save it, and Si Tu's mind as an official has become a lot lighter.
And the most important thing is that he realized the power of the half-step void, how could he be willing to hand over this golden figure to the imperial court.
Thinking of this, Situ Xing's eyes suddenly became gloomy.
"Heaven and Earth Oven!"
The golden man's fist retreated, and then blasted out, unlike before, his fist seemed to be wrapped in a thick layer of flame, and the air around him seemed to be ignited, as if it had been squeezed dry. Suddenly, it became as hot as fireworks.
"Fist Intent!"
Taizu Dragon Corpse didn't expect Situ to break out suddenly. His body suddenly stiffened, as if he had been struck by lightning, and as if he had been scorched by flames.
Even the thick layer of invulnerable scale armor on his body turned red, and his hair was even more scorched.
Rumble!
Taizu Dragon Corpse only felt a strong force coming, and his body involuntarily retreated.
"Good chance!"
Hong Xuanji watched the center of gravity of Taizu's dragon corpse unbalanced, and his eyes suddenly lit up with a strange light. His figure also sprang out like a swimming dragon.
"Heavenly Wheel of Gods!"
A huge divine wheel that connected the heavens suddenly fell from the sky, like a meteorite, and felt like a meteorite smashing down on the body of Taizu Dragon Corpse.
Rumble!
Rumble!
With a muffled sound, the body of Taizu's dragon corpse seemed to be covered with explosives, and it kept exploding, and huge scales flew like porcelain copper sheets.
Hitting the rock, it makes a crisp sound like a large bead falling on a jade plate, and like flowing water.
Everyone subconsciously retreated, fearing that they would be hit by the scales and become ghosts who died in vain.
"That's it!"
Seeing that Taizu's dragon corpse was completely suppressed by Hong Xuanji, Situ Xing's eyes shrank suddenly.
Under his control, the Great Qin Jin Man suddenly jumped high, and his huge fist fell from the sky like a meteorite. Finally, it smashed heavily on the top of Taizu's dragon corpse.
Rumble!
The body of Taizu Dragon Corpse couldn't help but stagnate.
The tremendous force felt downward from his skull, and finally from the soles of his feet into the earth.
Causes cracking, cracking, cracking.
Patches of soil are formed that look like turtle shells turned outward.
The Taizu dragon corpse also sank sharply because of this huge force, and was finally buried by the outturned soil.
"That's it!"
The Nine Princes looked at the Taizu Dragon Corpse whose body was completely trapped in the soil bluestone, and his eyes couldn't help but show a look of joy. I saw that his fists were clenched, and the muscles of his whole body were tensed, gathering the strength of his whole body into a punch.
"Heavenly Son Dragon Fist!"
The Nine Princes' fists stretched out, and a dragon-shaped aura suddenly appeared in the air.
Moreover, the scattered Great Qianlong Qi in the air began to condense in his fists, and finally converged into a trend, converging into a general trend.
In the face of this majestic trend!
It's as if everything is so small.
Everything is like ants, as small as dust.
"What!"
Looking at the fist in the air, which represented the majestic momentum and the supreme power, the eyes of the powerful commander couldn't help shrinking, and his face was full of disbelief.
He really didn't expect it.
The Nine Princes, who have always been low-key and physically weak, actually have such a strong strength, and they have mastered the royal secret Heavenly Son Dragon Fist.
It's incredible!
You know, even if it's a big Qian's royal family.
The Prince's Dragon Fist is also a secret, and only the emperor and the crown prince are qualified to practice.
Even a prince like King Chengjun, who is favored by the emperor, is not qualified to practice.
He really didn't expect that the Nine Princes, who had always been inconspicuous, would actually know the Son of Heaven Dragon Fist!
But he didn't dare to dig deeper.
Because obviously, there are things that he is not qualified to touch.
When doing things in the court, you must be cautious, don't listen to what you shouldn't hear, don't see what you shouldn't see, don't say what you shouldn't say...
This is the way to save the life of the official.
Thinking of this, the eyes of the powerful commander suddenly returned to normal, as if nothing had been seen and everything had not been heard, but there was an indescribable fear in his heart.
There is also an indescribable confusion.
This moment!
The images of Emperor Qianpan, the Nine Princes, the Crown Prince, the King of Chengjun and others appeared in turn in his heart.
However, whether it was the Qiandi Pan, the Nine Princes, or other people, they were all shrouded in a layer of fog that could not be dispersed.
Like, everything is a conspiracy.
Emperor Qianpan, the Nine Princes, or even himself, are all in the midst of a conspiracy.
It's like a mosquito that has fallen into a spider's web, and it is not qualified to break free at all. You can only go with the flow, or completely annihilate.
"It's horrible!"
Although he only saw the tip of the iceberg of this conspiracy, the powerful commander had a chilling feeling.
One ring after another, until all became martyrs.
Da Qian Taizu, what kind of chess is he playing?