The commander of Zijun led 30,000 troops and directly surrounded Rong Xian and the others. Emperor Ying Ping stood at the innermost position and was protected by the county guard, who led troops outside to resist Rong Xian.
Even in the face of 30,000 soldiers and horses, Rong Xian was not worried about her own safety at all. She squinted at Emperor Ying Ping and said coolly, "Coward."
Emperor Ying Ping seemed to be used to being angry, but now he has calmed down: "It is better to be timid than to die."
He coldly commanded: "Kill Wushe."
When Jun Cheng heard the order, he shouted loudly, and the rapid beat of the drums rang through the heavens and the earth, making people's heart beat faster.
The screams of killing were endless, and on the battlefield, everyone had no extra thoughts.
The only thing that can be done is how to survive.
Kill the enemy, or be killed by the enemy.
Rong Xian raised her head to look at the golden dragon that suppressed her in the void, golden light flashed in her eyes, and a golden dragon of luck sprouted from her body.
The golden dragon of luck is wearing armor, and a pair of scarlet eyes stares excitedly at the golden dragon opposite, full of fighting spirit.
"Ang~" The golden dragon on the opposite side let out a long roar, and the huge dragon body tossed in mid-air.
The gigantic leopard formed by the blood and evil spirit in Rong Guo's army and the white tiger who killed him surrounded the golden dragon, pounced on it and bit the golden dragon.
Every time he bites the golden dragon, he swallows the flesh and blood of the golden dragon, and his hideous face shows a satisfied look.
The armored golden dragon paused in mid-air and pounced on it. He didn't think it was shameful to bully the less.
After the armored golden dragon rushed up, the giant leopard and the white tiger showed some respect in the eyes of a few people. As the golden dragon struggled, they also followed suit, but it could be faintly seen that it was led by the golden dragon.
Below, the curvature of the corner of Rong Xian's mouth deepened, he raised his hand slightly, and the blood-stained sword was suspended in mid-air.
Her hands quickly formed a seal, and the long sword hummed into countless sword shadows in mid-air, overwhelming the sky and seemed to surround the 30,000 army.
Wen Qing supported Emperor Ying Ping, who was shaking, and took a few steps back, looking at the void with vigilance.
Standing beside them, Zhao Hu also looked at the countless sword shadows in the sky, and vowed towards Emperor Yingping: "Don't worry, Your Majesty, this sword shadow must have been created by Emperor Xu to bluff people. It's true and false, false and false. It's all fantasy..."
Before she finished speaking, she saw Rong Xian's right index finger and middle finger pointed down sharply, and her wide sleeves drew a perfect arc in mid-air, neat and tidy.
In the next moment, the sword shadows on the void were all shocked, and they stabbed down with their sharp swords and swords.
Each sword is aimed at one person, precise and cold.
Wen Qing involuntarily placed layers of spiritual power around him, and said to Emperor Ying Ping, "Your Majesty, I think this sword might be real."
The sound of 'whoosh whoosh' came from the top of the head, as if ten thousand arrows were fired in unison.
Emperor Ying Ping gritted his teeth and said, "I know now!"
The guards around him hurriedly blocked the sword with his body, making sure to save the emperor's life.
- It is time to be loyal to His Majesty.
Wen Qing took out a mysterious tortoise shell from his sleeve, which was a defensive treasure he brought from his home before he left, which could withstand the three blows of the heavenly powerhouse.
Just as he was about to activate the turtle shell to protect the emperor, a sword fell from the sky.
Zhao Hu hurriedly pushed the person away: "Be careful."
Wen Qing staggered, because the inertial hand was a little unstable, and then he watched the turtle shell fly out of his hand.
Wen Qing: "..."
Wen Qing's eyes widened, dumbfounded as the tortoise shell slammed into Emperor Xu's back, protecting Emperor Xu.
Wen Qing: ! !
Just as Rong Xian was about to raise her hand to cut off the stabbing spear, she found that the spear had slashed on a layer of hard tortoise shell, causing no harm to her.
She casually slashed with a sword energy and ended the soldier. She looked blank for a moment, and suddenly looked back at Wen Qing, the owner of the turtle shell.
Rong Xian's expression gradually became more subtle, and her melodious tone carried a little tentative tone: "Could it be that Lord Wen is from our country? Now that the war has started, Lord Wen doesn't have to feel wronged, he can return to the country as a hero, and I will definitely The bed will be greeted."
Wen Qing, who was undercover, turned blue and black, and Ying Ping, who saw all this in his eyes, suddenly turned gloomy. Those eyes were full of scrutiny at this time, and everyone looked like a traitor.
Wen Qing: This is a huge injustice.
Zhao Hu, who found that he was in trouble, twitched his face, shrank his head, and quietly prepared to slip away.
Then, he found himself unable to run.
Looking back, he saw that Wen Qing had grabbed his collar.
Zhao Hu hurriedly showed a silly smile: "Master Wen, were you injured just now? When I saw that the flying sword was aimed at you, I quickly pushed you away."
Well, let's quickly explain that he didn't do it on purpose.
Wen Qing showed a twisted smile and said word by word, "Are you a spy sent by Emperor Xu?"
Well, the tone of this sentence is very similar #Are you a funnyby sent by a monkey? #
Zhao Hu raised his hand and swore: "Master Wen, you have misunderstood. Although I know Emperor Xu, I definitely didn't come to be a spy."
Emperor Xu only asked him to follow Emperor Zhao, and his only mission was to go out for a walk. He didn't pass on any information. How could he be a spy
At the height of the city wall, Fu Yuhuang, who was holding Rong Hua, understood this scene. She raised her hand to take a sip of wine and laughed loudly.
"This Zhao Hu is really a good baby." Fu Yuhuang said happily.
Rong Hua continued: "It's good to use it, one pit is one accurate one."
I do not know when the boat came to the two of them naturally: "Zhao Huang is about to turn the corner."
"Don't be afraid." Rong Hua said with a stern face and pretending to be serious, "It will be too late when he turns the corner."
After a pause, she said in a milky voice like a little adult: "What I'm looking forward to now is Zhao Hu's reaction?"
They all lowered their heads and looked down, only to see Wen Qing holding Zhao Hu's hand with blue veins sticking out, his face twitching, but finally let go of his hand.
No matter what, he knew that it was all a coincidence, and Zhao Hu was kind enough to save him.
Can he still say 'you saved me wrong'
Wen Qing still can't do ungrateful things, so many years of sage books have not taught him that.
The stone in Zhao Hu's heart, who had escaped the catastrophe, finally fell to the ground, a trace of obscurity flashed in his eyes, and then a silly white and sweet smile without any haze appeared.
Rong Xian, who had collected everything in her eyes, lowered her eyes to hide the interest in her eyes. This Zhao Hu deserves to be a lonely star, with an extraordinary destiny and a low mind.
Does Zhao Hu not know what he is like
He must know, so he has not approached others for so many years, and he has refused others to approach him.
He has no friends, no relatives, no like-minded fellow Taoists.
Being alone for a long time, I long for someone to accompany me.
And he chose Rong Yu, the wicked young man who looked like a devil at first glance. Only those with a vague moral outlook and a clear bottom line are suitable for his destiny.
Unexpectedly, in the end, he fell into the hands of Emperor Xu.
Zhao Hu: Look at my sincere eyes, believe me that all this is a coincidence~o(^｀)o
Thanks momod, Guitan, Qi Xiaopang is not fat, Lotuselise for the reward, thank you (*￣3)(ε￣*)
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