Chapter 410: Kneel
The deep palace of the imperial city, the killing is endless, the blood and glory have laid the foundation of the white snow of this heaven and earth, the red blood has stained the white of the heaven and the earth, and the red and white of the fall, the city is full of killing armor, who can compete with it. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info
At this time, the "Linglong Princess" sitting on the throne of the emperor looked at the endless killing outside, as well as the knights of the rivers and lakes guarding her voice, her expression was cold and arrogant, and her thin body was like a giant dragon holding up to the sky, and she was invincible and domineering.
Even if she just sat there, it was like a needle of the sea god, enough to suppress all rebellion, and she didn't make a sound, which was even more terrifying and terrifying than making a sound.
I don't know how long it took, when the barbarians outside mixed with the soldiers of these old nobles rushed inside, the tall door was shaken by the strength of many knights and masters, and it was directly beaten into powder and dissipated between heaven and earth.
This time, the "Linglong Princess" did not continue to sit in the position, but stood up, and pulled out a cold and shining sword in her hand, and in her body, the true power vibrate, mixed with the blessing of the heaven and earth dragon and tiger national fortune, the terrifying strength is three points stronger than any innate grandmaster, and the eyes that occasionally flash are all full of the strength of the true dragon.
"National fortune, national fortune, bless me, slaughter with me. ”
In an instant, the domineering figure of "Princess Linglong" burst out of her mouth, and every word she said was a shock between the heavens and the earth, cleansing the bright future.
Jiang Feng also walked in at this time, looked at these people, frowned, and sighed: "Dissipate!"
As soon as the words fell, the majestic power of heaven and earth was suppressed from the void, and a Buddha with angry eyes of Vajra sat in the void, the tightly closed eyes of the Buddha, the eyes of the Buddha, indifferently looked at the sentient beings below, as if in pity, as if in anger, as if to rain down endless catastrophes of annihilation.
And the killing god Bai Qi also noticed this terrible scene, looked at Jiang Feng with a solemn expression, and said: "What a terrible Buddhist cultivation! This kind of Buddhist cultivation is probably three points stronger than the original old Buddha! ”
Strange to say, sometimes, after someone dies, even a little enmity can be dissipated.
However, Jiang Feng and the others didn't know that the eldest prince among these barbarians, at this moment, had already taken all the masters of the entire barbarian to lurk in this huge imperial city, sitting in charge of the overall situation, after all, such a beheading operation, if there were no people with noble status like them, how could they command these people and achieve victory?
The steppe wolf, since ancient times, is a representative of the most ferocious and is not cowardly to death.
The education they have undergone since childhood is that the strong are respected, and if they do not advance, they will retreat, and if they are not ruthless, they will die, which has also created their supreme force and courage to reach the sky.
"The eldest prince of Qiqi, the scout in front of me reports, and the people we sent in front of us have all taken refuge in Buddhism. ”
As soon as this bloodied soldier walked in, he delivered a shocking news, which was enough to shake the hearts of the people around him and shake their military spirit of victory.
"Hmph, nonsense, we Hun boys, all of them are one as ten, how can these garbage be compared, such nonsense, what is the intention, someone came to drag me out and cut it. ”
I have to say that this eldest prince is really a ruthless man, and after hearing the content of this scout's report, he immediately decided to drag him out and kill him, so as not to let such news spread and shake their faith.
There is an old saying that if the morale of the army is scattered, then it is not good to lead the army to fight.
Let me ask, how can an army without the slightest military momentum face a group of tigers and wolves?
Even if it is just peaceful today, those soldiers of the older generation of Wancheng Kingdom have suffered heavy casualties, but the foundation that has survived is also very amazing.
Otherwise, these barbarians would not choose to cast the secret method against the sky and forcibly carry out this final decisive battle.
That's where they are now.
"Well, don't you understand? There's no way back. ”
In the low house, the tiger and wolf-like Hun prince whispered silently, looking at the snowy scenery outside, the momentum of the whole person changed, looking at the many barbarian soldiers around him and said: "Follow me to kill in." ”
At this moment, this Xiongnu prince is obviously planning to invite himself into battle, after all, he has been fighting for so long, and even if the soldiers inside are advanced in cultivation and unmatched, they don't have much spare strength.
They just want to act as the last straw, gently overwhelming the city.
However, the choice of the great prince of the Huns is different.
At this moment, in the main hall of the palace, on weekdays, where the ministers went to court, Jiang Feng stood on the top seat, sitting on the dragon chair, enjoying his face, beside him was Princess Linglong, and now the Emperor Linglong beat his back, kneaded, fed food, and looked at the endless killing outside with an indifferent face.
It was as if the killings outside were all passing by the window, such indifference really made the soldiers outside show a shocked look, especially those old nobles even looked like dogs, and their hearts were heavy, but they were planning to run away secretly.
"Why did he come back? I think we should go quickly! Don't you see that the Linglong Emperor is prostrate in front of him? He is no longer human. ”
Don't say that it is these old nobles, even those who plan to fish in troubled waters, get some treasures, and the heroes of the rivers and lakes, they all feel the horror of sitting on pins and needles, and glance at Jiang Feng lightly, but they don't dare to stay anymore, turn around and leave.
At this moment, the eldest prince of the Huns finally broke through the barriers and came to Jiang Feng and the others, looking at Jiang Feng who was sitting on the emperor's seat with an embarrassed face and covered in blood.
He carefully looked at Jiang Feng's handsome face, as if he wanted to know what kind of person this person was, what kind of existence, and he dared to sit on the throne of this emperor, although he had heard before that there was a terrible Buddha in this imperial city, this Buddha was powerful and powerful, and he was a terrifying and incomparable existence for all eternity, and even this Linglong Emperor was able to ascend the throne because of him.
However, the eldest prince of the Huns scoffed at this statement, when will it be the turn of a group of monks to point fingers at the emperor's great cause.
In their grassland, they don't believe in this set, in the powerful masters, they are just people, where do they come from gods and Buddhas.