Chapter 190: Under the Dragon Chair

"Fight!"

A majestic and thick voice came from Tie Niu's throat, facing Zhao Haochen, Tie Niu went all out as soon as he came up, he couldn't see Zhao Haochen's true strength clearly. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

With such an easy way to defeat the combined attack formation of dozens of martial artists, Tie Niu asked himself if he could do it.

The hand holding the steel knife tightened unconsciously, and a loud shout was also a sign of respect for the strong, and his eyes were on fire, releasing a crazy battle intent.

The knife in his hand moved, pulling out the mountain and covering the world, a knife out of the ghosts and gods, the heavens and the earth were shaken, and the civil and military officials all felt that a mountain was approaching, and the feeling of suffocation lingered in their hearts.

The sword in Zhao Haochen's hand also moved, but there was no awe-inspiring momentum, and the sword went straight to the sky, just like that, but no one underestimated this edge.

Staggered to each other, Tie Niu suddenly felt a strong force hit his chest, and there was a dangerous sword towards him, "poof" staggered and kept retreating, his body was not yet stable, his throat was sweet, a mouthful of blood rushed up, and he wanted to hold it back, but it spurted out.

Zhao Haochen stood indifferently in place, putting away his sword, without the slightest trauma.

A sword to repel the Iron Bull.

"You lost, but I'll let you go!" An indifferent voice came out of Zhao Haochen's mouth.

Zhao Haochen really admires Tie Niu, this momentum can rise to such a point, the future is unlimited, and he doesn't want to strangle a strong man in the future.

Hearing this, Prime Minister Ji Yuanhao's face became even more ugly, and he pulled the iron bull in a panic, looking at him with pleading eyes.

Seeing this gaze, and then looking at Ji Yuanhao's appearance at this moment, where is there still the demeanor of a country, Tie Niu sighed heavily, he didn't move, didn't say anything, just turned his head and looked at Zhao Haochen resolutely, his eyes were full of regrets and pride.

Zhao Haochen frowned slightly, "Are you sure you want to take your own life for this waste?"

Zhao Haochen couldn't bear to kill him, but that didn't mean he wouldn't kill him.

"I have my perseverance, my duty is to protect him on this trip, please respect my choice!" Tie Niu looked at Zhao Haochen with a serious expression, his approach had already explained his attitude.

"Okay!" Zhao Haochen clenched his fists, "It's easy to go all the way!"

The sword in his hand was slowly raised, and with a flash of coldness, Zhao Haochen retreated to the same place, and no one saw what Zhao Haochen had just fallen to the ground and done, but everyone only saw that Tie Niu was standing there motionless.

Before everyone's suspicion retreated, a thin line of blood appeared on the neck of the iron bull, and then a bright red blood erupted from the thin mouth, facing the sun, the gorgeous color, like the red glow on the horizon, beautiful everyone.

"Boom!"

The dull voice was like a giant hammer hitting everyone's hearts, Prime Minister Ji Yuanhao's eyes widened, and I looked at the iron bull that fell in front of me in disbelief.

The powerful strength of the middle level of the Iron Bull Hong Yuan Realm can even dominate one side, and a second-rate sect is a first-level person, but at this moment, it was easily killed, and it was still a move.

The shocking scene in front of him hit his head in disbelief.

But he overlooked one of the most important things, and that was strength, or the strength he had seen with his own eyes.

When Zhao Haochen told him that the three masters of the Hong Yuan Realm of the Ji family, as well as the thirty masters of the Wild Yuan Realm, all died at his hands, this showed Zhao Haochen's strength.

However, the strength of Hong Yuanjing has already left a deep impression on him, Ji Yuanhao subconsciously thinks that Zhao Haochen used some kind of trick, in his opinion, facing the enemy, Zhao Haochen will definitely not be the opponent of Tie Niu, Tie Niu and Ji Yuanhai are intermediate masters of Hong Yuanjing at the same time, but Tie Niu is several points stronger than Ji Yuanhai.

It was precisely this kind of heart that gave Ji Yuanhao courage, otherwise he would never dare to offend Zhao Haochen to death at this time, at least he would have saved his face.

Zhao Haochen stepped up the steps of the Jinluan Hall step by step, there was no smile, no cold expression, his face was as calm as water, but this was the most terrifying, Ji Yuanhao couldn't read his heart, and he didn't know what he was going to do when he fell to the ground.

"You...... You...... To do ...... What ......" Ji Yuanhao's demeanor was completely lost, and his eyes looking at Zhao Haochen were full of fear, as if he had seen the wild beast open its fanged mouth to him, kicking the ground with his two legs, and constantly retreating.

"Minister...... Son, no...... You have to go up the stairs, you ......" Before he finished his panicked words, he felt that there was a huge thing blocking him behind him, but he was helpless to use his strength.

Zhao Haochen, who walked up the steps, stared at him with burning eyes, making him feel a burst of hair in his heart, his lips opened slightly, touched up and down, and repeated what Ji Yuanhao didn't finish, "Courtiers are not allowed to go up the steps, do you want to rebel?"

"Master Ji, did you give me a big hat of rebellion in the mailbox?" Zhao Haochen smiled, smiling like a flower, full of spring.

The devil is definitely the devil, this is the definition given to Zhao Haochen by the civil and military officials.

The little emperor was hiding behind the dragon chair, but the front was blocked by Ji Yuanhao, and Zhao Haochen was forced to come over, although the door was on the side, but he really didn't dare to escape, who knows if that would anger him.

Murong Xun had no way to retreat, he didn't dare to run, he simply shrank under the dragon chair, fortunately the dragon chair was spacious enough, lying below it was not at all narrow, his body curled up in a ball, his eyes stared at Zhao Haochen's feet.

Looking at Zhao Haochen who was gradually approaching, the little emperor's body was trembling unconsciously, his heart was also trembling, and the fine and dense beads of sweat on his back had completely soaked his clothes.

As Zhao Haochen gradually approached, Ji Yuanhao screamed, turned around and ran to the dragon chair, holding the wide back of the chair, curled up his body in a corner, his head was buried deep in his body, and he tried not to look at Zhao Haochen's figure.

Clearing his throat, Zhao Haochen slowly bent down, and the little emperor's poked out his head to look here, his gaze just met Zhao Haochen's.

"Ahh

His body trembled violently, as if he was spasmed, and his eyes filled with endless fear.

"Your Majesty, it's cold down there, please take a seat!"

Zhao Haochen's voice came out, and after some painful struggle, the little emperor also fully mustered up his courage and moved out from under the dragon chair tremblingly.