Chapter 147. Sound and color
It's not a deliberate trick, in this realm where the French masters are gathered, those advanced modern weapons are easier to be discovered by the enemy. On the contrary, this primitive weapon, which looks old, is the most handy. Moreover, the weapon in Huo Yunqi's hand is not as simple as an ordinary cold weapon, this is an ancient sword inherited by the ancient royal family of the Yin clan, with a single name and a "Mi".
The sword light is confusing, the sound of the sword is chaotic, and this sword is a great weapon to deal with the French clan. When the old French king saw it, he had to be afraid of three points, but it is said that although this Ronata is not the orthodox heir, he is the most capable one among the descendants of that year, except for the eldest son Xu Yu.
When the dust and smoke slowly fell when he hit the door, Huo Yunqi's slightly embarrassed face really appeared in front of Yi Luoluo.
Huo Yunqi ...... I'm here. Irolo waved his hand out of the bars of the prison with difficulty.
Huo Yunqi turned around, but before he could respond, several guards guarding the prison had already pounced. Dozens of elite soldiers outside have already died under the sword, not to mention these minions, less than a cup of tea, Huo Yunqi has already cleaned up this side.
At this time, Iloro really saw Huo Yunqi's appearance at this time, the usually neat trousers and shirts were now a little mottled with blood, and the big mouth on the sleeve that seemed to have been opened by the French claws was even more silent to tell the thrill at that time.
After all, Ronata has not yet rushed over with his own soldiers, so it is best to take advantage of this time to slip away. Huo Yunqi has never had the opportunity to fight with Ronatta, although his strength is not weak, but the opponent is a cadre of the French royal family, representing the top level of the French ability, Huo Yunqi is still a little worried in his heart.
Huo Yunqi walked quickly towards Yi Luoluo, the Yi Luo in the iron railing was a little pale at this time due to the drug that had been forced to inhale, and his smart eyes were a little dark, Huo Yunqi couldn't help but feel a heartache: "Don't be afraid, I'm here......"
Iloro, who had been extremely calm for the past few days, suddenly felt that his eyes were a little sour and moist. In the past few days, he was deceived by Xu Qingyuan and was plundered by Ronata and put in prison, and Iloluo's heart was hanging. No one told her what was going to happen, and no one knew exactly what their purpose was.
A small heart is like a duckweed in this tossing and turning, floating in the vast ocean, and there is no way to see the shore and the island. But in this case, Irolo was not weak, and did his best to find out the situation around him, and pay attention to the movements around him.
It's not that you have the willpower of steel, but in this case, everything is on your own. But when the steel-like firm reliance on the light came to him, the sourness and fear that had been hidden in his heart for a long time poured out uncontrollably.
Iloro sniffed and looked up to try to force back the tears that were rolling in his eyes.
Looking at Yi Luoluo's teary and hazy expression, like a wounded kitten, Huo Yunqi hurriedly took the "Mi" and used all his strength to slash at the heavy shackles made of dark iron.
It's not that you can do whatever you want with a divine weapon, how strong the divine soldier is, how great the reaction force that blesses you will be. If it weren't for Huo Yunqi's natural good foundation, coupled with his conscientious work day and night for hundreds of years, I am afraid that he would have been dissipated by the first wave.
There was a reverberation of "buzzing ......", and the tens of millions of years of dark iron instantly opened a hole under the sharp blade of the nemesis "Mi". Huo Yunqi also swallowed a mouthful of salty under the backlash of this "slush".
Everything in this prison is so retro, so tough, and there is no modern sense of technology. You must know that in the end of the battle, only the cold weapon is held in the hand, and the only thing that can be relied on the most is the primitive firmness. Those modern and advanced, in the eyes of the ancient races of the Yin and Fa tribes, are just flowers in the water, the moon in the mirror, and they are just appearances.
Huo Yunqi hurriedly rushed over, and at Yi Luoluo's head was a chestnut: "See if you go with someone next time, I can cheat you away without sugar."
Huo Yunqi snorted coldly, in the end, he was hard-mouthed and soft-hearted, and after speaking, Huo Yunqi hugged Yi Luoluo into his arms. At this time, due to the relationship between the cartilage and the scatteredness, Yi Luoluo was more than three or five points weaker than usual, and under such a domineering strong embrace, Yi Luoluo had to lean on Huo Yunqi's arms with his whole body.
In this broken bronze wall, lonely heroes and beauties are in their arms.
With a loud "buzzing ......", Huo Yunqi was not the only one who was counterattacked. And the Ronata that has already reached the door.
The voice was as piercing as if it were cracking the air, and Ronata couldn't help but feel dizzy, and his subordinates hurriedly went over to support Ronata . Ronata waved away his subordinates, not afraid of a backlaugh: "Sure enough, I came out with a sharp weapon, but fortunately I have this."
As he spoke, Ronata raised the hollow disc in his hand, which was dark and surrounded by sharp barbs, such a fierce weapon made people feel cold.
Even a well-informed person like the military advisor Wan Yan Lie couldn't help but be slightly stunned in place: "Lord, that's an ancient divine soldier, this can really be fought against."
Ronata laughed: "I naturally know in my heart, this "Mi" is not only the sword in Huo Yunqi's hand, but a pair, his name is Miyin, extremely sharp, and he controls people with sound; And I'm a beautiful person, extremely ruthless, and ghostly. These two themselves are half a catty and eight taels, and they are mutually reinforcing. ”
The military advisor couldn't help but be even more puzzled, and looked at Ronata worriedly: "Lord, this is half a catty and eight taels?" Don't gamble. ”
In Wan Yanlie's opinion, although his lord is wise and martial, he has been immersed in beauty for many years, and he is afraid that his body is very weak. And over there is the inheritor of the hermit, who is young, he is in the prime of life, and with the blessing of the identity of the inheritor of the hermit, the odds of victory are even higher.
But looking at the lord's confident appearance, he felt that he was the one who had the chance to win. Wan Yanlie came back to his senses, Ronata had already strode into the prison, and Wan Yanlie hurriedly trotted a few steps to follow.
Before the people entered the door, they applauded one by one. Ronata's applause and the smile on his lips were provocative.
As soon as they entered the door, Huo Yunqi and Irolo turned around and looked at Ronata. Compared with the hint of provocation at the corner of his mouth, the "lust" hanging on Ronata's arm is more shocking.
Huo Yunqi couldn't help but be a little stunned, this "beautiful color" had been missing for thousands of years, but he didn't expect it to be in the hands of Ronata. Looking at the dark weapon, Huo Yunqi's heart couldn't help but sink. It's not good to knock down, the place is strong, and our side is extremely unfavorable.
Although Irolo didn't know the origin of the "glow", the black color of the weapon itself seemed to be able to suck everything in, and the circle of fang-like barbs made Irolo feel that the weapon was not simple.