Chapter 57: The Storm Rises (Second Update!)
Silenced, no one dared to speak out, and the onlookers were even more frightened, they panicked at this moment, this young man was too amazing!
With the cultivation of the sixth layer of condensation, he actually defeated Lin Yu of the seventh layer of condensation, and even broke the power of the Da Luo Silver Sword with one shot of Ugo in the hand wheel!
How can such a young man not be a demon!
If such a person grows up, he must be a giant and rule the world, and I am afraid that in the future, another force will stir up the storm.
Zhou Qilang held a painting with a glowing black mang, his body was full of tatters, revealing his terrifying body, and step by step stepped towards Lin Yu, who was lying on the ground and struggling.
Sonor!
Gowey!
Zhou Qilang pointed at him, and the head of the black mang went straight to Lin Yu's throat, only half an inch away, dragging the sun, flashing with coldness.
Lin Yu's heart trembled, lying on his back, the Da Luo Silver Sword in his hand had already been thrown aside, he didn't have the previous pride and arrogance at the moment, his eyes were full of horror and fear, his pupils were shaking, and he stared at Ugo at his throat with low eyebrows.
Goo-dong.
Lin Yu swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and suddenly roared, "You dare!"
Zhou Qilang raised his eyebrows, a sneer at the corner of his mouth, and looked at him with low eyebrows, like a demon god holding a black bow, and said coldly: "The four young men of the imperial city, the children of the nobles, if they are all bent by you for personal gain and do not distinguish between right and wrong, wouldn't there be more people who died tragically under your bloody hands!"
"Haha, bending the law for personal gain? Ridiculous! This will be the law, and this will represent their life and death! Today, I can't kill you, and you will definitely die in the future!" Lin Yu smiled viciously, his eyes showing a fierce light.
"Do you want to survive today?" The corners of Zhou Qilang's mouth were cold, and his pupils flashed with determination.
"You dare! I am the eldest son of General Lin, you dare to kill me!" Lin Yu glanced at that look, trembled, and said intimidatingly.
"General Lin, today, I will go out of Zhao State! Take you to the knife!" Zhou Qilang's face sank, and the painting in his hand stabbed down violently!
"Ahh
"Junior, dare!"
A burst of shouts suddenly sounded in the imperial city, with an astonishing momentum and anger.
Just a roar, Zhou Qilang was like a thunderbolt blow, and the painting in his hand hummed, and he couldn't pierce it anymore, as if he had fallen into a swamp.
Wow!
A long rainbow struck rapidly from the sky, with an astonishing momentum.
Yuan Infant Power!
Rumble!
The Changhong quickly fell, and an old man in a green shirt with half a hundred hands behind his back appeared in the field, with a flowing breathing aura, crushing this void, too powerful, that kind of aura was too powerful!
Zhou Qilang quickly jumped to the side, his eyes staring closely at the Yuan Infant Power that appeared.
"It's Elder Tan, the elder of the Lin family!"
"What's going on, there's really a Yuan Infant Power coming!"
At this moment, the voices of the people in the imperial city were everywhere, all of them exclaimed, and there were more and more onlookers, and the streets everywhere were full of Lin family soldiers at this moment, rushing here, sealing all the surrounding streets.
Even the four gates of the inner palace of the Jinling Imperial City are heavily guarded by the Lin Mansion at this moment, and a group of people in strange costumes are gathered at each gate at this moment, all of them are clamoring to get out of the city!
That's right, it's the strange people of Qishi Mansion!
The four ghosts got into the city from the dog hole he had dug before, and brought in rescuers, but at this moment they were trapped in the inner palace by the heavy soldiers of the Lin Mansion.
"Bold Lin Mansion, block the Imperial City without authorization!" the senior of the West Poison shouted at the east gate.
"Wait for the rats, stop the old lady's way, damn it!" shouted the old woman at the north gate.
......
The imperial city seemed to be about to change, and the entire Jinling City was shrouded in a depressing atmosphere at the moment.
And in the hills a few miles away from the imperial city, the 300,000-strong army had already risen to the ground, and a chill of slaughter enveloped the hills.
In the palace, in a palace, Zhao Xiang's face was cold and gloomy, and beside him stood an expressionless Qi Huguo.
Alas, he couldn't bear it anymore. Zhao Xiang wore a yellow robe, looking at the sky in the distance, the ups and downs of the clouds, and the bitterness in his heart turned over.
"Your Majesty, don't worry, Zhou Qiren is just an introduction, if Lin Kun still wants to make a move, Weichen has his own way to let him come and go. Qi Huguo said lightly, and there was a trace of essence in his eyes.
On the streets of the Imperial City, Tan Lao, the protector of the Lin Mansion, carried his hands behind his back, and looked at Zhou Qilang who was holding a painting in front of him with a pair of deep eyes.
"Old Tan, help me kill him!" Lin Yu was overjoyed, got up from the ground, and roared to instruct Old Tan to make a move.
Tan Lao raised his eyebrows, raised his hand and grabbed it, turning into a cyan giant palm, with thunder and lightning in his palm, and he wanted to destroy Zhou Qilang when he raised his hand!
Zhou Qilang's soul trembled violently, his body couldn't move at all, and the cyan palm that covered the great sun, the palm of his hand thundered, and he grabbed Zhou Qilang in an instant!
"Tan Lao of the Lin Mansion, if he makes a move on the junior, will he lose his identity? ”
An old whisper, a little erratic.
A figure, with a white robe, suddenly appeared in the sky, just one step to come here, with a wave of his big sleeves, he swept out the white aura, and the cyan giant palm was all crushed.
Another Yuan Infant Power!
The white-robed figure stood in front of Zhou Qilang, a white robe moving with the wind, his hair was full of silver threads, and his face was a little tired, but his eyes were like thunder and lightning, and there was a big breath flowing.
"General's Mansion!" Tan Lao said in a deep voice, his face was like frost.
"Haha, exactly. The middle-aged man in the white robe laughed loudly, his voice was a little inconsistent with his appearance, his voice was old and deep, and his face was about the appearance of a middle-aged man.
"Thank you seniors for the rescue. Zhou Qilang had insight into the identity of the person who came, and clasped his fists and saluted.
"Very good, I didn't disappoint the old man. The white-robed middle-aged man turned around and praised, with a strong sense of appreciation in his eyes.
"Hmph, Wei Yi of the General's Mansion, why did Your Excellency meddle in the affairs of my Lin Mansion!" Old Tan looked gloomy and looked at the white-robed middle-aged man opposite.
"Lin Mansion, he is a strange person personally appointed by His Majesty, could it be that you also want to kill him?" the middle-aged man known as Wei Yi asked lightly.
"This son made a big fuss in the imperial city, injured the young master of the Li Mansion, and wanted to commit murder against the son of my Lin Mansion, and even threatened to go against the Zhao State, and the crime deserves death!" Tan Lao was charged with one crime, and his eyes were indifferent.
"Hey, Tan Lao is wrong in what he said, young people are inevitably aggressive, and they will inevitably misunderstand, besides, the victory and defeat just now have been divided, why bother to dwell on what is right and which is wrong?" Wei Yi said with a soft smile, not caring at all about Tan Lao of the Lin Mansion.
"The General's Mansion really wants to keep this son, but it can't be!" Tan Lao asked coldly, and a coercion swept in all directions.
Wei Yiyi chuckled, and instantly resolved the coercion of the Yuanying power, otherwise this place would really no longer exist.
"It's all for His Majesty's life, why don't they take a step back?" Wei Yi always looked indifferent.
"This son must die!" Tan Lao's face was gloomy, and the huge aura on his body was restrained, but it was also revealed at this moment, forming a compelling coercion, sweeping away Na Wei Yi and Zhou Qilang.
The reason why Tan Lao wanted to kill Zhou Qilang was because he had violated the majesty of the Lin Mansion, but because of Zhou Qilang's demonic posture, this kind of person, if he grew up, would definitely become a big disaster in the Lin Mansion, it was better to solve it and strangle the genius monk, he hadn't done it before.
"What if the old man says no?" Wei Yi's tone was cold, his face showed a silent look, and his eyes were like sinking wood.
[The second is better, I originally wanted to be three more and four more today, but because of the work verification, I don't know if I can make three changes, and the southern drama will work hard to code words!