Chapter Seventy-Five: Golden Armor
The huge square in the palace, every time the courtiers will walk here, there are two people today, and they came surprisingly early.
Zhao Zhang stepped into this square, the cold hit his body, the ground was covered with snow, and all roads had already been cleared.
Zhao Zhang suddenly turned around, and a middle-aged man walked in, still dressed in a prince's suit. After being abolished, it is definitely beyond the norm to wear it like this again, if on weekdays, Zhao Zhang definitely wants to participate in Zhao Yue's book, but today, Zhao Zhang doesn't seem to have this interest.
Zhao Zhang seemed to be in a good mood today, and even took the initiative to greet Zhao Yue and called out to Brother Huang.
Zhao Yue seemed to be in a good mood, and replied lightly.
In the hall far away from the square, a figure walked out of the hall, Zhao Yue and Zhao Zhang walked through the square, came to the bottom of the steps of the hall, looked up, Zhao He had already walked down most of the steps.
Zhao He stopped and looked at the two imperial brothers.
Today, the three princes of Nanqing stand together like this.
"Brother Huang is here today, what are the admonitions? Brother Huang has done many things inwell, Brother Huang is as wise as a torch, he must have other opinions, but his father has not given an order, and I am afraid that it is not good for Brother Huang to leave the palace without authorization. ”
"I heard that my father, who is in poor health, has not asked for peace, I have always been afraid, but in this world, the position of the prince is determined by one day, Nanqing is turbulent after all, and I am here today to ask my father to set the position of the prince. ”
Zhao Zhang nodded and said, "That's right, the prince, the foundation of the country, it's just ...... Brother Huang, this kind of thing, let the younger brother worry about it, it's cold today, the royal brother should go back to the house to rest. ”
The implication is that Zhao Yue is a abolished prince, how can he have the opportunity to be the prince again, and I have to come to Zhao Zhang for this position.
Zhao Yue smiled contemptuously and said, "His Royal Highness the Prince Regent is also here today, I'm afraid it won't be your turn to speak!"
Zhao He nodded lightly and said, "Don't dare, it's just that my father has an order, and no one will see it today." ”
Zhao Yue snorted lightly: "In recent days, only you can see your father, how is your father's health, we should always let those of us who are sons know!
"Don't dare! Brother Huang said carefully, this is a big disrespectful word. ”
Zhao He stood on the top of the steps, looking at the two imperial brothers who took a few steps, as if he wanted to press Zhao He up.
Zhao He chuckled and said, "The two imperial brothers don't want to frighten the younger brothers. ”
There is no wind, snowflakes are flying, and Zhao He's cultivation in the Spirit Realm is not in vain.
Zhao Zhang squinted slightly: "Brother don't want the imperial brother to be strong." ”
Zhao He's eyes were sad, and he looked at Zhao Zhang: "Just those Fire Feather Guards?"
"You ......"
Zhao Zhang's eyes were surprised, but gradually became fierce, and a ceremonial flower in his hand was put into the air and exploded in the air.
Zhao He did it and waited silently.
After a while, the gate of the palace opened, and the fiery red armor broke into the snowy world, and the square was like a flame burning snow.
Zhao Zhang looked at Zhao Yue and sneered: "Brother Huang, let's rest." ”
The flame, constantly advancing, swallowed all the snow in an instant, came to the bottom of the steps, looked at Zhao Zhang, the first few people, there was no shortage of generals in the smart realm, the first two positions, one with a long sword, it was the person who stopped Chen Xi on the street that day, one was dressed in red armor, it was Zhao Zhang's guest, and the deputy commander of the Fire Feather Guard.
Zhao He squinted slightly, and then raised his hand, and on the main hall, a black iron stream gushed out, hundreds of black armor, down the eunuch, just three steps above Zhao He stopped, silent, like a silent black sickle, ready to harvest life at any time.
Zhao Zhang's face changed greatly, and he gritted his teeth and said, "This army, how can it listen to your orders." ”
This is the black iron army that sent the pills to each other, as powerful as a mountain, pressing on the chest of everyone in the Fire Feather Guard.
"Brother Huang doesn't know, when I was in Qicheng to quell the turmoil, they followed me?"
Zhao Zhang snorted lightly.
The longsword monk below drew his sword, and the thousands of fire feather guards shot together.
Zhao He just waved his hand lightly, and the silent killing god behind him rushed down the steps, missing Chen Xi, Zhao Zhang and Zhao Yue, and rushed into the red flames.
The frenzied sounds of fighting, grief, and shouting all rose and fell from the moment the black iron stream rushed into the red flames, but neither Zhao Zhang nor Zhao Yue looked back.
The red flame burned smaller and smaller, and no matter whether it was all slashing, slashing into the black iron stream, or the red flame, it was always the Fire Feather Guard who shouted.
The black iron flow, the silence is terrible, no matter whether it is exerted or injured, or even dead, it does not say a word.
Such silence, such oppression, the Fire Feather Guard is defeated and retreated!
It's just that on the palace wall, dozens of monks floated up and stood on the palace wall.
Zhao He muttered, "Wizard of Moyang Valley?"
Zhao Zhang snorted lightly and said proudly: "Not bad." ”
Those wizards, their fingers flying, the black iron flow, as if stagnant, suddenly many black armor warriors fell to their knees, and they were greeted by the ruthless spear of the Fire Feather Guard.
Seeing that Huo Yuwei had the upper hand, Zhao Zhang's eyes were ecstatic.
Zhao He raised his head, looked at Zhao Zhang, and said, "Why didn't the imperial brother think about it, since I had already prepared, how could I not expect this." ”
"You ......"
Above the main hall were several wizards of the Southern Frontier Alliance, and they had all kinds of musical instruments in their hands! When they shook the instruments in their hands, the attacks of those wizards of the Moyang Valley seemed to be isolated.
And when the two sides fight for a longer time, the wizards on both sides vomit blood and withdraw from the battlefield.
But in the square, the black iron flow finally prevailed, and the red flame fell, but the square did not lose red, because the blood stained the square.
After all, the Fire Feather Guard was defeated and retreated to the corner of the palace wall.
Zhao Zhang could clearly smell the bloody smell of the entire square, Zhao Zhang gritted his teeth, his eyes were bloodshot, and he looked at Zhao He, the power in his hand was more than half lost.
Zhao Yue clenched his fists, his arms trembled, and the whole person was crazy: "That's enough, these blood ......"
"What?" Zhao Zhang wondered.
It's just that the head of a wizard on the wall of the palace was suddenly screwed off.
A thorn beast stood on top of the palace wall, and before the other wizards could react, they and the wizard would end up in the same fate, one after another thorn beasts jumped onto the palace wall, looking at the blood all over the ground in intoxication.
One by one, they jumped into the square, stirring up snowflakes all over the ground, only most of them would not fly anymore because they were melted by the warm blood.
"Throw!"
A wave of short spears was instantly thrown from the black iron stream, inserting into the bodies of those thorn beasts, but those thorn beasts pulled out the short spears inserted in their bodies, and then picked up the blood on the ground, swallowed them, and they healed in a while.
"Retreat!"
The black iron stream surged backwards and returned to the three steps behind Zhao He.
Those thorn beasts roared in the sky, constantly approaching, and the fire feather guards in those corners didn't seem to be paid attention to by them at all.
Zhao Zhang looked at Zhao Yue in surprise: "Brother Huang, you!"
Zhao Yue looked at Zhao Zhang and laughed wildly: "What, is the imperial brother crazy?
His hand was pointing directly at the throne of the main hall.
A figure rose from among those southern Xinjiang wizards and fell straight in front of those stabbing beasts.
Then he looked up to the sky and roared, like a wild lion.
Those thorny beasts, hearing the roar, seemed to be frightened, and did not dare to take a step forward.
The figure looked back and looked at Zhao Yue: "I have been studying in the Southern Xinjiang Alliance for decades, and I just want these evil animals to be destroyed!"
This person was Zedong, and the soul attack he used was just right to restrain these thorn beasts.
Zhao Yue squinted: "The thorn beast that once appeared in Qingcheng was released by you?"
"Yes, it's just for you to show your fox tail, these disgusting things shouldn't appear in this world!"
It's just that in an instant, Zedong has come to Zhao Yue, pinching Zhao Yue's neck, in front of Zedong in the Spirit Realm, Zhao Yue has no power to fight back: "Do you still remember, my father died because of this disgusting thing that year, as the prince of Nanqing, you actually raised these things, you really damn it." ”
Zedong chuckled, put down Zhao Yue and said: "But I won't kill you, do you know that the people of Nanqing can drown you with a mouthful of spit?" I'll go and clean up these disgusting things, and I'll come back and stare at you until you die!"
Zhao Yue coughed violently, Zedong had already rushed into the group of thorn beasts, and outside the main hall, several wizards were blessing Zedong with strength.
Zhao Yue's face was even more distorted, and he looked up at Zhao He and said: "I still have henchmen, and henchmen!" The Tailin army outside the city, the 20,000 Tailin army, is about to surround Qingcheng, everything is mine!"
In front of Zhao Yue, who Zhao Zhang left, he stared at this imperial brother and said, "Imperial brother, you are really crazy, what am I doing normally with that brother?"
The whole Qingcheng, the earth shakes the mountains!
A huge mecha arm on a hill two miles outside the city rushed out of the hill and was propped up on the ground, and then another huge arm broke out of the ground and propped it up on the ground, and then the whole body began to rumble out of the ground.
There is a fire dragon wrapped around his body, and if you look closely, you can see that the red molten iron is flowing along the grooves!
"It's coming!"
In the courtyard of Du Qi in the city, Han Chengshu said with a serious face: "Come out!"
Chen Xi knew in his heart, that puppet, that huge puppet, had it been transferred outside the city?
Han Chengming gritted his teeth: "This thing should be damned, and he should be responsible for my grandfather's death!"
Chen Xi squinted, and a dazzling meteor outside the city slammed into the huge half-unearthed puppet.
Sparks splashed, molten iron flowed, and a humanoid puppet hovered silently in front of the huge puppet, less than half the size of the puppet.
On the city wall of Qingcheng, a middle-aged man controlled the puppet, which was Han Yu.
Zimo is the same as before, and the golden armor is beginning to open.
One of the most powerful puppets of the Moji clan, Golden Armor!
Han Yu's heart moved slightly, and the Zimo Spirit Stone embedded in the golden armor bloomed with golden light, flowing all over the golden armor.
Originally, the black and swarthy golden armor was shining with golden light, and it turned out that this was the golden armor!
The huge puppet, with a bang, stepped out of the ground, and its body continued to rise, and the huge body made the golden armor in front of him even more insignificant.
Presumably at this moment in Qingcheng, some people can clearly see the huge puppet outside the city and the golden golden armor in front of him!