The Green Shirts in the Martial Arts Rivers and Lakes

Chapter 205 Wood and Stone Walk, Dead Things Survive

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Zhao Ji's face changed from livid to expressionless, and he grasped the chair tightly with his hands, his knuckles turned white, showing his extreme unrest.

"How dare you speak to me like that? You still want to be emperor."

There was no emotion in his tone, and he stared straight at the girl who had never looked directly at her.

Hearing these words, Zhao Shirong's beautiful face like a lotus turned pale slightly, and fell silent. Then, as if he had experienced a lot of deliberation in his heart, he smiled sweetly, and said with a three-point seriousness and seven-point solemnity: "Is it not possible? I think As the emperor, I have the same blood as the prince, and I may be immature, but I am confident that I will be a better emperor than you and the prince."

Hearing such undisguised words, the several top masters present all looked at him differently, their hearts were full of emotions, and their thoughts were different.

"Bold!"

There was a shout, and it was the Grand Commander who opened the mouth. He carried a long knife on his shoulder, which was as long as a spear. When the tip of the knife shook, he seemed to be about to come out.

But as soon as he stepped out with his right foot, before he could land on the ground, he suddenly saw the stalwart figure standing in the center of the empty field suddenly turned around with a pair of sword eyes, his shoulders and body did not move, it was obviously an extremely ordinary movement, However, that innate evil look gave everyone present a chill and felt uncomfortable all over their bodies.

The Eagle Watches the Wolf Gu...

And that master, when his eyes met, suddenly he saw that pair of saber eyes narrowed slowly, and the light in his eyes flickered, as if there was a shocking punch coming from afar in a trance.

The sky and the earth flew far away, and there was silence around him. The pupils of Yi Ye shrank sharply, and there seemed to be a fist in his eyes that was infinitely drawn closer. When Ji Ling woke up, he had already retracted his right foot, took two steps back, and his face was covered with cold sweat.

Chen Zhuo withdrew his gaze, and said in a neutral tone, "Very vulnerable!"

Master Yi's face turned red and black, and he felt horrified in his heart. This punch was not a real punch, but an idea that came to the other party's mind. The unexpected release of the punch can make people feel like being punched. .

But the injury this punch gave him was not physical, but humiliation.

Thinking that the number one master in the palace, he was actually timid before fighting, and was scared back by a look.

Zhao Ji was already very angry. After all, he was in the ninth-fifth position, full of momentum, and had the power to overwhelm others. He asked Chen Zhuo sharply, "Have I ever treated you badly? I regard you as the national teacher, and he is more important than the Sangong. Those who The minister said that you are a demon and I am protecting you, yet you dare... dare to betray me..."

Chen Zhuo sighed in disappointment, "You, you, you are hopeless!"

He looked at the white-bearded and white-haired Xu Xiaoyi, "You are Wang Xiaoshi's master? Seeing that I have a good relationship with him, if you retreat now, I will treat it as if nothing happened...By the way Let me just say, Bai Choufei has died in my hands."

Xu Xiaoyi, with a childlike face and hefa, couldn't help showing some embarrassment when he heard such words.

The Juxia Fang suddenly said impatiently, "Did you kill Xiao Wang?"

What he said in his mouth should be read.

This person's temples are dyed white, he is not young, he is wearing a gray shirt, his aura is ethereal, it seems that he can't see the slightest murderous intent, he is leisurely and unrestrained, like a white cloud and a breeze, but there is some sadness and sadness between his eyebrows, his facial features are not handsome, It may be very ordinary on someone else's face, but it is very pleasing to the eye when born on this person's face, at least it looks very comfortable.

However, the strange thing is that Chen Zhuo took a full look at this face before he really remembered it. After the first glance, he was surprised to find that this face was gradually blurring and it was difficult to remember it. It was not until the second glance that he firmly remembered it.

It seems to have reached the state of returning to nature.

This one is Wei Qingqing, who once fought hard for the undefeated myth, is the suzerain of the "Zhan Jingtang", and also the current generation of "Six factions", "Seven gangs", "Eight associations" and "Nine alliances". One of the best.

Although he is not the overlord of black and white, he is even more terrifying than that. He is also recognized as an invincible master in the world, Fang Juxia.

Chen Zhuo raised his eyebrows, led Zhao Shirong to take two steps forward, and pointed at Fang Juxia casually, "Fang Renxia, ​​you are really old-fashioned, and you have adopted a good son...he has a lot of good things in this capital, fighting for power." Duoshi is nothing more than being with Cai Jing, but you even secretly collude with the Jinren, you are a father, you don’t know people, you don’t know how to teach your children, and you are worthy of being called a giant?"

With this movement of his, the [-] imperial guards were no worse than facing a great enemy. They drew their knives out of their sheaths one after another. In the ice and snow, a series of knives were drawn out of their sheaths, and the cold light shot out, as if there was pain on the skin.

Fang Juxia's expression was quite normal at first, but when he heard that Fang Yingkan had colluded with the Jinren, his expression froze immediately, "Is there any evidence? If you are just saying one side, I'm sorry Fang can't believe it...... Besides, I didn't come here just for this matter , now war disasters are frequent, we can't add civil strife, otherwise we will give those foreign enemies an opportunity, and then the land of Shenzhou will be trampled by the golden men's iron hooves, and it will be too late to regret."

Chen Zhuo replied indifferently: "Civil strife? Zhao Ji's people lost their hearts and caused anger and resentment. This great country is riddled with holes. Rather than lingering on its last breath, it is better to use thunderous actions to break it and then establish it. Otherwise, why do we need civil strife? Wait until it is really powerless It's regrettable when you die... Forget it, after all, you have to do it once, and you are about to learn about you, the world's best!"

While speaking, snowflakes fell profusely between the sky and the earth, and the snow on the ground has not yet melted, but it has accumulated again.

"presumptuous!"

Seeing Chen Zhuo leading Zhao Shirong walking forward, calling Zhao Ji's name directly, Yi Ye raised his sword and shouted angrily: "Kill!"

Immediately, 1000 of the [-] forbidden troops had crossbows in hand.

Since these people are guarding the imperial city, they are naturally equipped with the best equipment. The powerful crossbow can fire seven arrows in a row, can pass through armor within fifty steps, and can break through the martial arts of Jianghu within thirty steps. The hands of Thunderbolt Hall "Leijiabao" and "Shuzhong Tangmen" can only defeat the masters of the rivers and lakes, it can be described as a rare weapon.

The remaining 4000 people had already drawn their swords in their hands, and they moved one after another, spreading to both sides like a torrent. The sound of dense footsteps drove the collision of armor, and the ground was covered with snow and scattered in all directions.

Master Yi's expression was cold, and he gave orders: "Let go!"

"Whoosh whoosh..."

The crossbow mechanism immediately vibrated, and the string trembled.

The white snow curtain was instantly blackened by a rain of arrows like locusts.

Zhao Shirong also made a movement at this time, she reached out and took a bamboo whistle from under her neck, "咻咻咻...吃咕周呀..."

The crisp whistle sounded like birds and swallows suddenly.

As soon as the whistle sounded, Master Yi's expression changed drastically on the spot, and the five thousand forbidden soldiers fell one by one. In the blink of an eye, half of them fell down. Everyone screamed, scratched their hearts and livers with their hands, and tore their clothes to pieces. , the chest that was scratched was ripped apart, and there was a living creature wriggling underneath, and the other people who saw it felt cold all over, and retreated in horror.

"Gu poison?"

Seeing the miserable appearance of these Forbidden Army soldiers, Xu Xiao recognized the way in them one by one.

Master Yi's face was full of black air, and he was busy using his kung fu to suppress it. In addition to the pain, he roared angrily: "Kill them, kill them quickly..."

But when he looked up, he couldn't help feeling chills in his heart.

In the overwhelming rain of arrows, Chen Zhuo led Zhao Shirong to walk without any haste, clearly seeing that there was nowhere to hide, no way to escape, but in the gap between the arrows, the two of them swayed and dragged out in the snow. Layers of phantoms, walking back and forth, have stepped through the rain of arrows.

Seeing that Chen Zhuo was in the lead, Yiye swung his sword horizontally, slashed and lifted it, about a quarter of a meter in diameter, and was immediately shrouded by flashes of saber light that flew swiftly like lightning. In all directions, the snow curtain has been cut off, torn apart, and the ground is full of frantic knife marks.

But the expression in his eyes first changed from pain and anger to astonishment, and then to shock.

Under the criss-crossing, criss-crossing and reciprocating blade lights, the person in front of him walked step by step, treating the blade in his hand as nothing, walking around and stepping, seemingly without a pattern to find, but always always took the lead and avoided it skillfully.

It looked very strange.

Others looked at it, and saw that Yiye's saber skills were frenzied and domineering, with an imposing manner, but the blade was always fiddling around Chen Zhuo, as if he was acting.

Not to mention other people, even the number one master in the palace felt in a daze that the knife in his hand was deliberately avoiding this person.

As soon as the face was close, Chen Zhuo didn't try to resist, he just stretched out his index finger, and under Yi Ye's gradually distorted and trembling face, he poked towards the other's chest.

However, as soon as he was about to fall, Master Yi quietly put out an extra hand on his right shoulder, clasped and grabbed it, and sent it behind him. At the same time, there was another sword finger facing Chen Huo's index finger across the air, pointing it out with one finger.

The moment the two fingers got close, just before they collided, there seemed to be a strange flame blooming out of thin air between the two fingers, like a cold star in the dark night, the clothes and sleeves of both sides moved together, the fingers flew back, and a ball of flames intersected. Immediately, the whirling air machine turned into a violent hurricane from the point where the two fingers collided, and expanded several feet, smashing the frost and snow in the sky and dissipating it.

Fang Juxia used his fingers as a sword, stepped back a few steps, stabilized his figure, and exchanged a glance with Xu Xiaoyi, his face was dignified and his eyes were startled.

Xu Xiaoyi was equally astonished, and then suddenly sighed: "It seems that the fourth brother's defeat is not wronged. It turns out that the honorable master has thoroughly understood the way of spirit. Could it be that he is practicing esoteric thaumaturgy?"

Chen Zhuo led Zhao Shirong to stand still, and asked in amazement, "There are people like me in the Tantric sect?"

Xu Xiao shook his head, "I just learned from my elder brother Lancan that there are people who specialize in spirituality in Tantric Buddhism. Even if they don't understand the internal force, with a single thought blessing, the body also has the power to subdue demons. It is no small matter to catch a dragon by throwing an elephant... But what those monks asked for It is rumored that for the sake of spiritual immortality, reincarnation is another cast, called living huofo, it is extremely mysterious..."

"Layman, don't forget the current situation."

He was suddenly interrupted by Cai Jing impatiently while he was talking, and looking at Zhao Ji's dull and gloomy face, Xu Xiaoyi sighed helplessly, "I can't retreat either. I am here to stop you today at the request of Junior Brother Zhuge. In another time, you and I might be able to sit and discuss, but now, a battle is inevitable."

After only a short while of effort, another hasty footsteps rushed over from afar.

The first person was short and fat, with big face and small eyes, he looked like a rich man, he walked in quickly and shouted at the same time: "My lord, Zhu Yueming is too late to save you!"

But it is the boss of the criminal department.

There are more than a dozen figures beside him, six people side by side, seven people walking together, and a few people standing scattered, with different auras.

All of the seven people were filled with sharp sword energy, and the six people were dressed in different clothes, some held their swords, some held a chessboard, some clenched their fists, and some held their hands behind their backs.

Liuhe Qinglong.

Qijue Divine Sword.

Chen Zhuo laughed at the results, and looked at the rest, most likely they were also masters under Cai Jing's command.

"Long Ba's rescue came late, and I hope the Holy One will forgive me!"

Sure enough, Mr. Long Ba was a first-rank official.

Looking around, the empty field is surrounded by black heads, holding up shields and carrying guns, forming a formation, full of murderous intentions.

The heaven and earth net, ambushes on all sides.

With a smile in his eyes and an anger on his face, Cai Jing scolded: "Rebel, you are already doomed to escape, if you don't let go, you will be captured, when will you wait?"

Chen Zhuo glanced around and said lightly, "Are you afraid?"

He asked Zhao Shirong.

The little girl held Chen Zhuo's left hand tightly, raised her head, and shook her head again.

"Good boy, let's get started."

"kill!"

Suddenly heard angrily.

In all directions, the shield formation approached step by step, and the imperial guards raised their knives and rushed forward, full of layers of knives.

Chen Zhuo swallowed lightly, as if drinking the wind and clouds, opened his mouth and took a long breath, the wind and snow flowed back into his throat, and there was a burst of vigorous heartbeat in the snow.

"Plop...plop..."

His chest was throbbing, and his internal organs were trembling, but after a few sounds, the heartbeat became strong and clear, and it reached everyone's ears.

All of a sudden, that heartbeat seemed to have infinite magical power. Everyone's breaths were originally different, but they were unknowingly attracted by it. Thousands of heartbeats merged into one, and it spread in all directions like a drum in front of the Daqing Palace, resounding through the snow curtain.

Fang Juxia was about to move, when he suddenly felt his heartbeat beating uncontrollably, and the beating became more and more violent, almost jumping out of his throat.

Some people fell down one after another, spouting a mouthful of blood mist on their backs, and died simply.

No one else has ever seen such an evil method. They hastily pressed their breath, trying to suppress this weird heartbeat, but just when their performance was in danger, the heartbeat suddenly stopped, and it stopped abruptly, like a torrent suddenly stopped. , the fire suddenly extinguished.

The imperial guards who were close to Chen Zhuo rushed to Chen Zhuo's body, they fell down in pieces like a strong wind, their eyes went dark, and those with weak skills died on the spot with palpitations.

Those with profound skills also turned pale, and the corners of their mouths turned red, so they don't have the strength to fight, and half their lives are already lost to parrying.

What made people even more desperate was that the stagnant heartbeat sounded again.

However, just as his heart started beating, he heard the sound of a drum in the snow.

"Boom!"

The sound of the drum was so powerful that it actually overwhelmed the beating of the heart.

The giant Fang brought out a giant drum out of nowhere, with a face full of anger, holding a pair of hammers in his hand, he used enough internal force while swinging it, and it was heavy, and he knocked on the drum head, causing people's eardrums to burst and blood to float, every time the drum hammer When it fell, circles of invisible ripples swayed, sweeping away the frost and snow all over the sky.

Seeing someone receiving the move, Chen Zhuo habitually squinted his eyes, his heartbeat became even louder, his black hair was agitated, his eyes widened suddenly, and he opened his mouth, "Roar!"

A thunderous tiger roar responded.

The falling snow on the empty field in front of the Daqing Palace all went up against the current in an instant, and flew up in the mid-air like a big wave, the spectacle was astonishing.

The roof tiles of the hall were cracked one after another, and the people who were still adjusting their breathing and meditating all over the ground had just calmed down the aura of rebellion, and suddenly heard the roar of tigers and drums of battles and collisions, each and every one of them seemed to have been severely injured, their blood rushed backwards, and their expressions were sluggish. .

Fang Juxia also had his beard and hair all stretched out, and he turned the drum hammer back and forth in his hand, becoming faster, and the sound of the drums became one piece, like a ten thousand heavy hammer crushing the earth of the world.

Chen Zhuo's aura was long and seemingly endless, and his madness gradually appeared on his face, as if he had been aroused to fight, provoked fierceness, changed into a ferocious look, and his tone became high-pitched and sharp.

"Ow!"

The roar of the tiger turned to the chant of the dragon again.

The drums beat together, the tiger roars and the dragon sings.

The two majestic qi collided between the sky and the earth, rushing back and forth in the mighty snow, arousing layers of strange faces.

In the illusion, there seemed to be two evil dragons fighting in the snow. The fight was indistinguishable. Layers of snow waves were rolled up and rippled in circles. It was like a fierce battle between immortals and Buddhas. The sky was dim and the earth was dark. Like a dragon absorbing water, it whirls soaring into the sky, sometimes scattered in all directions.

The wind was strong, and the sky was full of snow and wind. Everyone was frightened by the power of the two of them.

Suddenly, in the snow, several figures flew towards Chen Zhuo.

Zhu Yueming's face was slightly pale, and there were still several people around him joining forces to support him. What they killed was not Chen Zhuo, but Zhao Shirong who was beside Chen Zhuo.

Since Chen Zhuo wanted to help the new emperor, he killed this woman, so naturally there was no threat.

And the reason why they still have the strength to make a move is that Gein blocked the heart orifice in advance and slowed down the heartbeat, so they were able to take the opportunity to make a move.

Three years ago, when Chen Zhuo fought Yuan Shisanxian, Qijue Shenjian was also watching the battle. They were still shocked by what happened that day, so they naturally reported to Cai Jing early and made full preparations.

At this moment, it seems that it is unexpected.

The sword light flew towards him, and it was about to hit him, but they saw Chen Zhuo's index finger hooking and picking, and the wind and snow gathered in the sky, turning into an arrow, swishing around in an arc, from front to back, Shoot at the attacker.

His index finger trembled slightly, and he hooked five times in a row, and the five arrows were shot out one after another. There was no bow or string, and the arrows were formed by his thoughts.

Zhu Yueming was about to raise his palm at first, but he was eager in his heart. If he succeeds, it will be a great achievement.

Unexpectedly, he suddenly saw a strange arrow turning like a flying snake in front of his eyes, illusory and strange, he couldn't help being startled.

The others all turned from offense to defense, parrying.

Seeing this situation, Fang Juxia held both hammers together, and hit the giant drum in front of him heavily.

"boom!"

The giant drum exploded at the sound, and Fang Juxia staggered back half a step.

Chen Zhuo stopped speaking suddenly, raised his hand to wipe the corner of his mouth, lowered his eyes to see the light blood on his fingertips, and said softly, "Not bad!"

"Go!"

Master Yi, Grand Master Longba, Liuhe Qinglong, and Qijue Sword, everyone made their moves one after another.

Many forbidden troops have also recovered, advancing forward and succeeding, forming a formation again.

Chen Zhuo stomped one foot, and the snow under his feet rushed into the sky like a big wave. He flicked his sleeve, and in the splashing snow waves, he immediately saw several substantial fist marks flying out, and the punches were powerful. There was a fist mark all over his body, his muscles and bones were shattered, and he fell down with a crackle.

Zhu Yueming hurriedly parried, Liuhe Qinglong's scalp was also numb, and the Qijue Divine Sword joined forces, making it difficult to even get close.

Looking at the swarming imperial army, Chen Zhuo led Zhao Shirong to move, but instead of walking towards Zhao Ji, he turned around and stood on the back of a stone lion in front of the empty field.

The stone lion is more than ten feet tall, with hydrangea on its feet, echoing the other one on the left. It seems to be carved by a skilled craftsman in the palace. Forty-five volumes were produced, with eyes like sea bowls and mouths as big as a bucket.

Under the eyes of everyone, the wind and snow paused suddenly, and Chen Zhuo's red marks on his brows suddenly lit up. He was generous and bright, and then he made a very unimaginable move. He raised his hand and pointed at the head of the stone lion. In his eyes, his tongue burst into spring thunder, like a diamond glaring, and he shouted at the stone lion in a deep voice: "If you don't wake up, when will you wait!"

A hoarse and harsh voice resounded between heaven and earth, and at this moment, he was the only one in everyone's eyes.

The hearts of those imperial guards trembled, and those who were weak in courage had already collapsed.

The sky and the earth were suddenly darkened, the wind and snow were chaotic, and the huge monster in the snow curtain suddenly shook the stone body that had been washed by wind and rain for decades, stood up slowly, and unexpectedly... came back to life...

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