Chapter 292: The Great Ming Plane (continued)
From meeting Wang Zheng to the present, Emperor Daewoo, who has been awe-inspiring, finally lost control of his face, staring at the scene in front of him in a daze, and his throat and eyes kept emitting "whirring" unconscious airflow, unable to say a word.
Wang Zheng leisurely withdrew his palm, and an incomparably clear palm print appeared on it, and the five-clawed golden dragon with fangs and claws, and the supreme imperial power of Zhang Zheng on it, had been split into two sections by this palm. With a smile, he lit up his white palm towards Emperor Daewoo and gently put it away.
There was silence in the hall, as if all the creatures around it had died. Emperor Daewoo stared at the pillar with his eyes, as if the five-clawed golden dragon had been crushed into two knots by the palm of the god of Rulai, and suddenly found that he saw a trace of sadness from a pair of dragon eyes.
Emperor Daewoo only felt that a cold wind was stirring around his waist, and his old and somewhat weak body immediately shivered, recovered from the shock, and looked deeply at Wang Zheng, who was still smiling leisurely on his face, and shook his head and smiled bitterly: "I'm so stupid, I should have thought of it a long time ago." How can a single family take out tens of thousands of elite cavalry, let alone find clues that have been found for more than ten years. β
Emperor Daewoo now knew who he had been toying with. But he really didn't have the slightest solution, and under the huge shock in his heart, he didn't even notice the change in his name.
"That's it!" Emperor Daewoo sighed, and the momentum of the mountain on his body, which had been maintained, collapsed with a bang. The broad shoulders lost their strength, and he said disheartenedly: "A person like you in the Qimen is actually interested in the imperial power of the world. β
Wang Zheng shrugged indifferently, his eyes were somewhat playful.
"I hope you will be kind to the people!" Emperor Daewoo shook his head slightly, as if he was sorry for his recollection: "Over the years, I have also thought to myself, if I can't succeed without your appearance." Later I came to the conclusion that no! Without the support of the 10,000 cavalry and forces you sent at the beginning, I might not even have the possibility of entering the pass. So I have been the emperor for fifteen years. I'm content! β
Wang Zheng smiled faintly, exchanged the small teapot into the other hand, beckoned to the door, and said, "You can see this clearly, you are in a bad shape, and there is no possibility of ascending to the throne if you are physically disabled." Without my support, even if you can lead troops to the capital, those civil officials who regard your reputation as more life will definitely not make you feel better. Besides, you have no children under your knees, and no one can inherit your throne. Even if it is a daughter, there is only one righteous daughter. What's even more ridiculous is that this righteous daughter is still the queen daughter of the Mongolian tribe. After a hundred years, the throne will still be in the hands of someone else. In that case, instead of waiting for you to lose control of the position at that time, I might as well take it back in advance! β
The corners of Emperor Daewoo's mouth moved, and he didn't say anything after all, but his expression slowly calmed down, after all, he had mastered the world for more than ten years, and the habits of the superior were still firmly embedded in the depths of his heart.
Suddenly, a green light flashed from the corner above the main hall on the right side of the gate. Swift as thunder, he shot towards Wang Zheng on Xiu Dun like lightning. The light seemed to be sucked away by the sudden attack, and the entire hall was suddenly darkened for three minutes. A purple rainbow slid over, and an endless murderous aura rose from the ground, rushing straight to the target with an indomitable momentum.
Wang Zheng was not surprised by this sudden assassination. A faint smile tugged at the corner of his mouth, and he lowered his head slightly, ignoring the murderous aura that stabbed the back of his neck behind him. "Finally can't help it?"
Two invisible air masses then swirled behind Wang Zheng, and in the blink of an eye, they became the images of the two women. Hanzhu Hanyou's eyes froze, and their pretty faces were originally as cold as frost. At this time, it can scrape off a layer of frost. The two women took a step back at the same time, did not turn around or draw their swords, and held their swords on the left and right. Even the sword and sheath flew out between the two women. The back of the head seemed to have eyes, and it hit the point of the murderous point with incomparable precision.
"Whenβ!"
After a crisp sound, an invisible sound wave took the intersection as the center of the circle, and frantically rippled in all directions, and the sound swept like a typhoon transiting, and the murderous aura seemed to hit the spring, and rolled back vividly.
Wang Zheng only heard a muffled snort, and then a figure suddenly appeared in the air, falling vertically to the ground, and the gauze clothes staggered a few steps slightly embarrassed. Hanzhu and Hanyou's figures flashed, and they had already appeared in front of the man, and the three of them stood opposite each other, all expressionless and indifferent.
Wang Zheng turned around slowly, unsuspectingly turned his back to Emperor Daewoo, looked at the attacking assassin, and chuckled: "Girl Toto, it's been fifteen years since I was separated, but I didn't expect you to be still dressed as a girl back then." β
Totoku stared coldly at the two women in front of him, unaware of Wang Zheng's words. In fact, it's not that she doesn't want to speak, but her physical condition can't speak. The sneak attack just now, she had no way to relay in the air, but the two girls with bamboo and Hanyou had roots under their feet, not to mention that the two of them worked together, where could she still be called to get good under the strength of one and the other.
If it weren't for her quick reaction to change her tricks and vent her strength, with the strength of the two daughters with bamboo and you, it would be strange if she didn't beat her all the organs, and now she is just churning in blood Even if it is lucky, the two girls have no intention of pursuing, so she will take advantage!
Since the moment Wang Zheng came in, his spiritual power has been scanning in the room, he knows the current situation of Toto, and he has no awareness of the cold, knocking on his palm, and suddenly said: "Oh, by the way, you are the descendant of a nun in pure clothes, and you want to be a nun, how can you marry." Sins, sins, sins. β
Saying that, he smiled, raised his eyes and looked at the body that was still wrapped in a seven-layer silkworm robe, and the body was convex and backward, and he nodded slightly: "In the end, it is a Zen method, the self-cultivation effect is remarkable, after so many years, you just want to be a big girl who is a few years older." β
He glanced at Wang Zheng with a cold look in his eyes, and his face was full of blue light, and he didn't know whether he was angry or excited by luck.
Emperor Daewoo watched coldly and stood there quietly.
Looking at the obvious many more wrinkles on his face, Wang Zheng tilted his head slightly, and couldn't help but feel a little emotional in his heart. Whether you are there or not, time is slowly passing. Thinking about the absurdity of the first time I came to this plane, the actions I wanted, and the goal that took a lot of detours to achieve, I can't help but be a little ridiculous.
After the precipitation of the Iron Man plane, Wang Zheng has obviously moved closer to the qualified superior.
Tokhtar still didn't speak, and the emerald snake whip in his hand kept trembling slightly, as if a hideous poisonous snake was poised to attack, looking for every chance of sneak attack that might achieve effect.
"Let her come here!" Wang Zheng stood up gently, held a small teapot behind his left hand and right hand to his mouth, pecked lightly, spit out a breath of hot air, and said leisurely: "Although we are hostile, we will not prevent our relatives from seeing each other for the last time." After all, Miss Tokh is a princess, and as the only daughter of Prince Qing, this right should still be given. β
Hanzhu glanced at each other, and shook a sword flower neatly, resetting the sword. Two steps back, a little on your feet. The whole figure flew away on both sides, and the figure gradually disappeared in an ethereal way.
The detached pupils shrank slightly, and he looked around cautiously in the blink of an eye. After a while, he shook his palms, took the emerald snake whip back to his waist, lifted his shoulders slightly, and walked forward with his toes touching the ground.
Wang Zheng smiled sideways, stretched out his hand and made a gesture of please.
Toto's eyes stared at Wang Zheng tightly, and there was no emotion in his eyes, neither shock nor hatred for Wang Zheng's face, but only a strong killing intent contained in the depths of his eyes.
Although Wang Zheng is not very clear about the psychology of detachment, I don't know why she has such a big killing intent after seeing her, but he doesn't care very much, now he is not the last time they met, not to mention the physique and special ability of this Yuri recruit, just talking about the function of the acceleration device in the back of the head, he can throw the martial arts of this bottom force plane out of eight streets.
Totoh approached Wang Zheng step by step, her head facing straight ahead, but her eyes were always fixed on Wang Zheng. Wang Zheng always had a smile on his face, and the small teapot he held in his palm was whispering, leisurely pretending.
As soon as the two of them staggered, the killing intent in her eyes suddenly burst out, her fingers moved lightly, and the soft weapon on her waist Jade Snake Whip instantly arrived in her hand, and the whip turned into a sword on tiptoe, and the whole person shot towards Wang Zheng like a sword.
Wang Zheng chuckled, and there was no movement between his legs, and the whole person quickly began to float backwards. The two of them went one after the other, and the similar speed gave them the illusion of stillness in a local area. Tuotuo stretched out his arm straight, and the tip of the sword approached the tip of Wang Zheng's nose little by little.
Wang Zheng tilted his neck slightly, his palm stood up, and he threw a palm to the left, and the whole person suddenly shifted a few points to the right. Looking at the trace of pain hidden in the depths of Toto's eyes, Wang Zheng asked thoughtfully, "Is Qinglong dead?" β
Although the sword in her hand was still stable and abnormal, Wang Zheng could clearly see that her hand holding the sword had been bruised by excessive force.
Wang Zheng's mind was racing, and he suddenly said: "Oh, it seems that the last fight at the Yanmen Pass Post Station caused Qinglong to be seriously injured and died!" β
The whole body shook violently, and at this time it was when her old strength was exhausted and her new strength was not born. The figure fell rapidly. Wang Zheng knew the reason, and he was not interested in playing with her anymore, so he jumped directly to the depth of detachment with a flicker, and split her out of the hall with a palm.
Hanzhu Hanyou's two female lightning appeared, and one rose and fell to chase after him.
Wang Zheng stood still, took a sip of tea unhurriedly, slowly turned around and glanced at Emperor Daewoo, who had been silent, and chuckled: "It seems that it is time for me to build a country!" (To be continued......)