The Green Shirts in the Martial Arts Rivers and Lakes

Chapter 213

stone lion?
How can there be any exclamation under the moon, everyone lost their voices, staring blankly, and some people looked crazy, if they were seen by the blue sky and broad daylight, they would worship without turning their heads.

As far as the eye could see, there was a man in green clothes curling up, riding a lion, like a fairy.

The stone lion looked heavy and gigantic, not to mention tens of thousands of catties, it could weigh thousands of catties, yet it moved lightly like flying feathers and leaves, fluttering between the roof tiles and cornices without making a single movement. He rested cross-legged on a roof, bent his head down, and fell silent.

Sitting on the lion's back, Chen Zhuo lowered his eyes and looked down. As soon as he landed, a bright sword energy flew across the sky from below.

His eyelids trembled, and the red mark between his brows lit up. The stone lion that was lying on the ground suddenly raised its left front paw, and a sudden gust of wind blew up the sword energy on the spot.

Guan Qi is like a madman, his eyes are no longer black and white, his brilliance is radiant, looking in all directions, the faces in the open and in the dark, as if he is happy to see the hunter, the madness on the face is added three points, the energy in the body is strong and rising, If he could meet the bright moon, he opened his mouth and sucked it in, and another bunch of moonlight fell down. Everyone backed away in shock and lost their voices.

Chen Zhuo turned a blind eye, but looked at Zhuge Shenhou, and said curiously: "Mr. Zhuge, why did you come to Beijing? I thought you would bring the old prince to start a new business. With your strength and prestige, and the few people around you The power of the position, no matter what you do, there is a lot to do."

Zhuge Shenhou's eyes were full of complexities, his eyes flickered, he looked at the extraordinary appearance that Chen Zhuo had shown, and then looked at Zhao Shirong who was riding on the lion's neck.

Looking at the newly enthroned empress, he couldn't calm down.

"That's what I originally planned, but if I have to say why I changed my mind, it's probably from the moment I heard that you were granted the title of "Marquis of Zhenbei", and it's because the surname is still Zhao in this world."

Based on Chen Zhuo holding an unknown emperor concubine to the throne, in terms of power, he is no less powerful than Cai Jing. Greed for power and love for profit, and use clever means, you can be the emperor yourself.

But in this way, if the name is not right and the word is not right, all parties in the world will immediately lead to separatism and fragmentation. When the golden cavalry passes through the border, no matter it is the forces of all parties, or heroes and masters from all walks of life, they may not escape death , was ground into powder.

Now Chen Zhuo supports an imperial concubine as emperor, although it is inconsistent with reason, but no matter what, the world is still under the Zhao surname, so that people will not be distracted, and he has resolutely eradicated Cai Jing's faction, and restarted many strategies such as Zongze and Laozhong Xianggong and other famous generals who lived in the court, amnesty to the world, can be regarded as a combination of kindness and power, stabilizing people's hearts.

"The old man now believes that you are really for the world."

Zhuge Shenhou's words were full of emotion.

"But that doesn't mean I agree with you."

With one hand in front and the other behind his back, he said indifferently: "The world can't stand the toss anymore. If you move again, you will hurt your muscles and bones. Since you are for the world, I have no reason to go to war, otherwise this battle will be over. , the catastrophe of national subjugation is imminent.”

Chen Zhuo's eyes moved lightly, "How are you doing?"

Zhuge Shenhou looked straight into his eyes, "Let's fight to determine the outcome. If I lose, the power behind me will belong to the new emperor. If you lose..."

He didn't finish the rest of the sentence.

Chen Zhuo pondered for a moment knowingly, his eyes lowered, looking at the faces below, and then at Zhao Shirong who turned his head.

Master Zhao suddenly opened his phoenix eyes slightly, and said in a condescending and crisp voice, "Wait a minute, Lord Zhuge, if you worship me as emperor, you will still be the Imperial Tutor, and I will not blame you for all your past..."

Before Zhao Shirong finished speaking, Zhuge Shenhou shook his head and said: "The old minister has come to today step by step from the arresting door. He has not entered the official career, but he has reached the pinnacle step by step from a catcher to the last three. The emperor's favor , Nine deaths are hard to report...From the day I entered the court as an official, I have determined to recover the sixteen prefectures of Yanyun, drive out the Tartars, and defend the country for the saint..."

"It's ridiculous, you keep saying that you are loyal to the emperor and patriotic, but you treat Zhao Ji as an abandoned son."

A cold voice suddenly interrupted Zhuge Shenhou's words, and it was the Desolate King who spoke.

Zhuge Zhengwo's breath sank, he raised his eyebrows, his originally wise and hale eyes seemed to be shaking, and he seemed to be struggling, and then he said in a serious and unhurried manner: "It is because I am loyal to him and to the Great Song Dynasty that I can't do it." Don't give up on him; the world can't just be ruined like this. I abandoned him, but I kept the crown prince. If there is a drastic change in the palace, this is the last trace of Zhao's blood. ...a scholar dies for his confidant."

He read the last sentence word by word.

The implication is that they are worried that Chen Zhuo and Zhao Shirong will eradicate all the princes and concubines in the palace and kill all the blood of the Zhao family.

"A scholar dies for his confidant?"

Hearing this sentence, Chen Zhuo's mood moved slightly and he was a little absent-minded.

Such a similar scene, and what this person did reminded him of an old man who also said in the past that "a scholar dies for his confidant".

What is being fought in this battle is no longer the general trend, but the way each sticks to it.

"I see."

While the two of them were talking, the seven qi mechanisms in the pass rioted, making people shudder.

For a while, Long Fangxiao, Hongxiu Shennun, Ye Aichan, Wen Wan, and Chen Zhuo's Desolate King, Situ Twelve, and Yan Kuangzi, who were already eager to try, and those who didn't know The two brothers from the source moved together and surrounded them.

"Hahaha, look at the fist!"

"watch out!"

"Be careful!"

"Seven Holy Masters, offended!"

……

The earth was shaking nearby, and a big battle had started, but Chen Zhuo was looking at Zhuge Shenhou from the beginning to the end, he exhaled, "Okay, it seems that Cai Jing really underestimated you, Mr. Zhuge, you are worthy of the name; Forget it, I am for the world, and you are for the world, and we still can't convince each other, so let's use martial arts to discuss right and wrong... If I lose..."

Zhao Shirong suddenly turned his head and interjected: "If Mister is defeated, we will retreat to the capital and return the country to the old prince."

Chen Zhuo's eyes flickered, looked at Zhao Shirong's small face, smiled slightly, and was about to speak, but Zhuge Zhengwo said, "If you lose, the old man will treat those who follow you kindly, and the Holy One will never Pursue."

Chen Zhuo squinted his eyes and said in a deep voice, "Okay!"

Zhuge Shenhou flipped his right hand behind him, and there was an extra gun in his hand, the tip of the gun was shining brightly, and the red tassel was like fire.

Chen Zhuo's eyes narrowed slightly, this was the "stunning shot" that surpassed the "sad little arrow".

"Let's go to fight outside the city!"

"Lead the Seven Lords out of the city!"

The two looked at each other, and they spoke at the same time.

In an instant, several figures flew across the sky, attacking Guan Qi while moving to the outside of the capital.

Guan Qi is like a madman, his qi mechanism seems to be connected to the sky and the earth invisibly, and the long steel chains on his hands, feet, limbs, and limbs can't stop drawing towards the powerful enemies in all directions like lightning.

The high one is sword energy.

At the beginning, he made a move, but he still needed to move, his gestures were full of sword energy.

But the further back, Guan Qi can send out sword energy with a slight movement, blink of an eye to issue sword energy, open mouth to issue sword energy, shrug shoulders to issue sword energy, even a broken arm can emit strands of indestructible and terrifying sword energy , even the hairs were full of sharpness, breathing out the sword energy, and the sword energy flew out from the internal organs.

When it is really fierce and powerful, it will not refuse anyone who comes.

"Is this the innate body-shattering invisible sword energy?"

Zhu Xiawu's lingering fear still persisted, and he lost his voice.

Lei Juan shook his head, "This person is close to the realm of gods and demons, the inner and outer heavens and earth are connected together, there is no distinction between the body, let alone the difference between the innate and the acquired, and only the sword energy remains."

Just when everyone lost their minds, Zhao Shirong had slowly fallen, and was guarded by Qi Shaoshang and others.

Before everyone could come back to their senses, Chen Zhuo slapped the stone lion, and the huge creature under him jumped up and rushed out of the city.

Zhuge Shenhou moved at the same time.

Everyone was stunned on the spot, never returning to their senses.

Those who fight this battle are all the top fighters of the old and new generations, plus Guan Qi, an invincible domineering bastard, it is afraid that there will be no such battle in the past hundred years, and there will be no such battle in the next century.

The strongest battle in the world! ! !
(End of this chapter)