Chapter 122: Whose Threat Is It?
Bang!
Under the confrontation between these two masters, the roof of the Yanyu Building completely collapsed and turned into ruins. Qiu Qianren and Zhou Botong, who bore the brunt of the attack, flashed, flew up from the collapsed top floor, and flashed into the distance.
Swish! Swish! Swish! ……
The whole body of the Yanyu Building is mainly made of wood, no matter how strong it is, it will never be able to stop the confrontation between the two masters.
The old urchin and Qiu Qianren fought hundreds of rounds on the Yanyu Tower, and the entire Yanyu Building was subjected to the most thorough impact under their palms.
Now, the two of them have just left, and the entire smoke and rain building has begun to shake, and the wood and walls make a crisp sound, which can completely collapse at any time.
At this moment, everyone in the field inexplicably felt a heartfelt uneasiness.
It was as if a god and demon descended from the sky appeared, and the originally transparent heart couldn't help but be covered with a layer of haze.
Even the two masters, Old Naughty Boy and Qiu Qianren, were no exception, and they felt as if they were facing an unimaginable god and demon.
Sou!
A breeze blew, and then an invisible aura surged, and everyone present, whether it was Zhou Botong and others who made a move, or Wanyan Honglie and others who had never made a move, all subconsciously separated, and they couldn't afford to have the slightest desire to do it.
Who? How powerful is it?
Qiu Qianren, Zhou Botong and the others, couldn't help but feel an unspeakable fear in their hearts, the other party hadn't made a move yet, just a trace of leakage made them all separate, what kind of powerful master is this?
"He's there!"
Guo Jing let out an exclamation, stretched out a finger, and pointed towards the sky, and everyone followed his finger.
At night, a bright moon emerged, as crystal clear as a jade plate. And under the reflection of the jade plate, a figure like a fairy was reflected.
I saw that he was dressed in silver-white clothes, handsome and extraordinary, and three thousand green silk were tied up with a crown of hair, suddenly like a fairy.
Volleyed up in the air, but there was no stagnation at all, and at his feet, a life-size eagle carried his master, reflecting with the human figure, like a fairy descending to earth.
"Carefree!"
"It's you!"
"I've seen my seniors!"
………………
This person's face will not be unfamiliar to most of the people present, just because he is none other than the head of the Seven Star Monarch, recognized as the number one master in the world - Tianshu Star Greedy Wolf Star Monarch Worry-free son Zhu Hefeng!
But this time, this notoriously frivolous Taoist, who is regarded as a false Taoist priest by people who are all truthful, no longer has the slightest hippie smile.
The face is solemn, a pair of eyes are brilliant, more dazzling than the bright moon, and the contact with this pair of eyes, as strong as Qiu Qianren, Zhou Botong and other masters, all raised an alarm, instinctively crazy to tell them.
If you really fight with this person, it is definitely a very easy thing for the other party to kill himself.
"Huh." A low laugh sounded, and there was still a bit of playfulness in the laughter, "Zhou Botong, the seventh son of Quanzhen, is actually here, it seems that Wang Chongyang's guy is really planning to have a showdown with this seat." ”
"Old Bullnose, what do you mean by that?" Zhou Botong shouted.
Sanssouci let the Condor carry him, and his figure gradually fell to the ground, but his momentum remained unchanged at all.
"What do you mean? Zhou Botong, if you don't understand, just go back and ask your senior brother. Tell him that when Huashan discusses the sword, I will fight him again. ”
In the words, a fighting spirit permeated, listening to the ears of everyone present, only to feel an unspeakable thought of fighting in their hearts.
I can't wait to make a big fight now.
"Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable." Ma Yu bowed and saluted, his attitude was extremely respectful, "Senior Worry-free, what do you mean by this today?" ”
"Now that the Jin people have weakened their national strength, Wanyan Honglie is the king of Zhao of the Jin country, and he is also the last pillar of the Jin country, if he can be killed, the Jin people will no longer have the power to return to the sky. What does it mean that the seniors just spoke out to help the masters under Yan Honglie's command? ”
As he spoke, there was already a bit of questioning in his tone.
"Are you questioning me?" Zhu Hefeng had already fallen to the ground at this time, his figure flashed, and his feet fell to the ground.
Hearing Ma Yu's words, he turned his eyes, looked at him, and shouted.
Swish!
When he came into contact with these eyes, Ma Yu trembled with fright, drenched in cold sweat, and felt that his body was up and down, as if he had been aimed at with countless long swords.
"Juniors don't dare!"
"Do you dare?" Zhu Hefeng smiled indifferently, "Anyway, Poor Dao doesn't care!" ”
"Haha, that's right, the Jin Kingdom is indeed already in the twilight of the West Mountain, and there is no power to return to the sky! But isn't that more interesting? ”
"If a country that has been established for more than a hundred years dies like this, it will be so boring, it is better to hold on for a few more decades."
"Did you say so?" As he spoke, Zhu Hefeng turned his head, looked at Yan Honglie, and chuckled.
Wanyan Honglie's face turned pale, and he said in a condensed voice: "Since the ancestor Wanyan Agu beat the ancestors, my Dajin Kingdom has been inherited for a hundred years, destroying Liao and swallowing the Song Dynasty, how majestic is it?" ”
"After I finish Yan Honglie as Emperor Taizu, how can I be willing to be a person who has lost the country? Even if Dajin Guo is really exhausted, I will change my life against the sky! ”
Sou!
A gust of night wind blew, blowing the cloak of the king of Zhao of the Dajin Kingdom, and the demeanor of a generation of heroes was fully revealed.
In the words, there is an unimaginable pride and ambition, which makes people sincerely pay a little respect!
Syllable! Syllable! Syllable! ……
The crisp applause sounded, Zhu Hefeng looked at Wan Yan Honglie with admiration, and said with a smile: "Okay, ambitious." ”
"With this sentence alone, you can be regarded as a generation of heroes."
"Then he shouldn't stay." The hot-tempered Qiu Chuji couldn't bear it any longer, and shouted with a sword, "The Jin State has such a person, and it will only become a scourge for my Great Song Dynasty." It's better to kill him with a sword now and eradicate a threat for the Great Song Dynasty. ”
"Eliminate a threat?" Everyone thought that as soon as Qiu Chuji's words came out, Zhu Hefeng must have been furious, but he nodded in agreement.
"That's right, that's right! I completely agree with this sentence, but is it really the threat of the Great Song that you want to eradicate? ”
"Not a threat from the Mongols?"
As he spoke, a pair of eyes full of wisdom swept away, looking at the people of the Quanzhen Sect, and making eye contact with him, the Quanzhen Sect was up and down, and his body was cold, as if he was standing naked in front of each other, and there was no secret at all.
"That's what the seniors said." Wanyan Honglie heard Zhu Hefeng say this, and his heart was overjoyed, "Now that the grasslands are unified, Temujin is even more respected as Genghis Khan, and he will definitely move troops against the Central Plains." At this time, my Dajin is tantamount to a barrier for the Great Song Dynasty, and it cannot be destroyed! ”