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Chapter 273: The person who is not planning(1/2)

"no."

Gao Dajia smiled and said, "I mean your supernatural power is a bit similar to mine. Are we destined to do it?"

As he spoke, yellow clouds rolled outside his body, and a unique magical qi flowed outside his body, and yellow bricks and stones condensed outside his body.

Zheng Zhu had known before that the eunuch who had been playing with the emperor since he was a child was an eighth grade, but the outside world was unaware of the specific magical powers of this person. Now that the tall companion's magical power was used, he was indeed stunned when he saw it, "What method have you practiced?"

He had thick armor outside, and the tall ones were yellow bricks and stones like bricks on the outside of him, which looked really similar.

"I'll let you see clearly, maybe you will understand." Gao Da's laughter suddenly became heroic, and six rolling yellow qi suddenly rushed out of his body, and these six yellow qi instantly gathered in his right hand.

A large rectangular yellow monument larger than his man appeared.

The surface of this giant monument is bumpy and even weathered with traces of weathering. It is simple and heavy, and does not look like it is condensed from the true qi and magical powers.

"Tongtian Monument!"

Zheng Zhu suddenly screamed strangely, "The Huangdaoji Xiang Method has been lost for a long time, where did you get it!"

As soon as his strange scream started, the huge yellow monument had already hit him.

His figure flashed rapidly in the air. It was obviously difficult to capture the direction, but the giant yellow monument seemed to have completely locked his position. Every moment he could predict his position, and he slapped him in front of him with great accuracy.

The moment the yellow monument hit him, a yellow light surged on him, as if another Zheng Zhu walked out of his body in a yellow robe, and punched him hard at the yellow monument.

With a loud bang, the carriages around were all shattered by the collapsed airflow, and the bodies were directly shaken into pieces.

At this time, the Fufeng Jingke, the closest to this battle group, was at least fifty steps away from here, but the strong wind blew over, and these war horses were a little untenable and were regressing crookedly.

As Zheng Zhu screamed, half of the yellow armor on his body shattered. As he breathed, a faint mist of blood spurted out from his nostrils.

Gao Daban seemed to be even worse than him. Blood kept flowing from the corners of his mouth and began to cough constantly, but the smile on Gao Daban's face became stronger and stronger. He also coughed and exclaimed, "Good eyes, you even recognize this method that has not been seen outside for at least two hundred years. But since you know what method I am, you should also understand that if you insist on doing it tonight, it will be a little bit of danger."

"Caught!" The words used throughout the Tang Dynasty, from palace nobles to peddlers to peddlers and pawns, were often the same when expressing strong emotions.

Zheng Zhu scolded this word fiercely, even with ferocious eyes.

According to the records, the Huangdaojixiang method belongs to the True Qi method and the Supernatural Power method. It is slow to practice and does not have a powerful spiritual power in the early stage. However, after truly practicing the eighth-grade supernatural power, the Huangdaojixiang method belongs to the Huangdaojixiang method, it is like a carp that transforms suddenly after crossing the Dragon Gate, and belongs to both sides.

Not only is the Tongtian Monument condensed by the true energy that has reached its peak, but also the people who have cultivated these eight-grade magical powers also have a spiritual magical power to sense good fortune and good fortune.

A gentleman does not stand under a dangerous wall, but relies on wisdom and judgment on the situation of danger or not. However, according to legend, those who have cultivated these eight-grade magical powers can naturally sense whether the place where they stand is a dangerous wall.

This tall companion dared to follow the emperor here, but did it mean that this place would not bring them bad luck?

If you don’t bring them bad luck, doesn’t that mean that you are in trouble this time?

Zheng Zhu had just felt cold in his heart, but he heard Lin Fu say lightly, "Damage is the blessing of goodness and the misfortune is the burden of misfortune. The good and bad in this world will change at any time. Before I came to Chang'an to become an official, there were powerful people who had a life test for me, saying that I could not live to be twenty-three years old."

As he spoke, he had already moved his steps towards the emperor who was still moving in the gust of wind.

"I later figured it out that people like us, who are born in a humble origin, are like fish swimming upstream in a torrent. They are covered with rocks behind them. In fact, they can only move forward desperately. If there is a slight slack of relaxation and the idea of ​​courage and diligence is lost for a moment, it is impossible to stay where they are. In a blink of an eye, they are washed down and killed by the rocks behind them."

"If I listened to them and wanted to stay in a place safely, I would not live to be twenty-three years old. I am afraid that I might not be able to survive even twenty years old."

"Master, for your Li family's move, how many people will die unjustly tonight? This is contrary to the harmony of heaven. I urge the Master to abdicate."

As he spoke, the whole world seemed to respond, and a wind whistled from thousands of miles away.

In the sky above Chang'an, the sound of wind is like thunder.

The gust of winds fell from the sky like long swords hundreds of feet long, slashing towards the emperor one after another.

"We must advance when we should advance, and we must retreat when we should retreat. We do not know how to advance and retreat, and it is rare to have a good end." The emperor quietly swung his fist.

He looked as easy as stretching his arms and legs and moving his muscles and bones, but he always seemed like there were huge bridges connecting and colliding with each other.

No matter how many swords fell, he would just punch him, and he would smash it with one punch.

Zheng Zhu no longer hesitated, and a yellow air appeared on his face. The yellow air slid down from his face and fell to the soles of his feet.

There was no change under his feet, but the stone slabs under his feet collapsed instantly, and the originally hard stone slab road instantly turned into a quicksand land.

The sand and soil were mixed together, and in an instant, they all turned into yellow sand, which was like a boiling yellow sand, and it seemed like countless small hands were pulling the tall companion down.

Gao Dajia's whole body began to slowly fall down.

At this moment, the Gaoli Taoist wearing a pointed hat stretched out his right hand and stroked his left wrist. With a squeak, a stream of blood spurted out from his left wrist, forming a blood-colored small sword.

The little sword followed his eyes and stabbed towards Gao Dajia's throat.

Although Gao Dalian was still coughing up blood, his face was calm and several yellow bricks appeared in front of his throat.

The blood-colored sword was extremely agile and instantly turned into a bloodline and then walked around the back of his neck.

Gao Dajia's yellow bricks and stones also turned to the back like a small shield. For a moment, the small sword turned into a dazzling bloodline and flew around him, constantly looking for opportunities.

The tall companion's body continued to fall at this time, and the sand had already reached his abdomen.

There was a whistling sound of wind in the sky, and in addition to the long swords that kept falling, a giant sword hanging upside down was forming.

The Fufeng Jingqian all looked up at the sky, and looked at the giant sword in the sky, their minds were shocked to the extreme.

It didn't look like a sword, but rather like a mountain, like a giant ship of a god king.

"Secret Lin, you, I, the king and the minister for many years, even if you refuse to retreat in the end and make such a choice, you will also let me see the most amazing scenery of the world tonight. After you die, I will treat him as a national soldier and will not punish you." However, at this time, the emperor looked to the east with some emotion and said seriously.

The wind comes to the distance.

It drove sparks on the trees in the distant city.

Countless burning iron filings were rolled up to the sky, accompanied by the hanging bright moon, forming a brilliant river in the night sky.

As dazzling as the tail feather of the divine phoenix, as the red clouds burning all over the sky.

Below is the towering giant city.

It is truly the most beautiful scenery in the world.

At this time, the three eighth-ranks faced these two eighth-ranks, and the situation was already achieved. Lin Fu and Zheng Zhu didn't know where the emperor had the confidence to say such words. However, at this moment, Lin Fu, who was controlling the giant sword hanging high, sensed a fatal danger for no reason.

His brows frowned unconsciously.

boom!

At this moment, thunder burst out from the sky.

A white lightning fell at a terrifying speed and hit Zheng Zhu.

Zheng Zhu let out a strange cry, and another yellow air burst out from his body, forming a human form in a yellow robe, blocking the white lightning.

boom!

Sand and dust splashed everywhere, and it seemed like a small sandstorm appeared beside Zheng Zhu.

"Old Monster Cui!"

Although Zheng Zhu blocked the attack, his expression suddenly became extremely ugly.

boom!

The white thunder weapon fell again in the sky. Before the thunder weapon was shot, the Gaoli Taoist with a pointed hat also exclaimed in horror. The Taoist sword condensed from his blood flew back and slashed at the thunder weapon falling in the air.

With a rush.

The sound of the blood sword colliding with Lei Gang is different from the sound made by Zheng Zhu when he fought with Lei Gang, just like a large bucket of water washing up on the wall.

Although the Lei Gang shattered, the blood sword was completely shattered and turned into a bunch of blood mist.

"Grass!"

Zheng Zhu made another shocked and angry voice.

Cui!

Except for Li, all other clans in this city, including Changsun Wuji, did not count Cui in this palace transformation.

The Cui family and the Canglang Sword Sect were obviously dragged by the boy in Qujiang!

Cui came to Chang'an to kill the boy.

All Cui’s previous layout and all his strengths were aimed at the boy.

However, who would have thought that the Cui family in Qinghe has been lurking in the local area for so many years and has given everyone the judgment that they have to develop outside the pass, but their real intention is Chang'an!

Cui's family wants to enter Chang'an with strong strength. Even if this idea is made public, all the clans before will probably sneer at it.

Why?

Just because there is an eighth-grade strongman in Cui’s family, is there a monster like Cui Baita?

However, Zheng Zhu now understands.

The old monster Cui from Cui had actually secretly arrived in Chang'an, and he even hid everyone's perception!

Cui’s ability to enter Chang’an was not based on their own thinking, but with the help of Li!

Cui’s former suspicion array gave people the illusion that he was restrained by the boy in Qujiang. In fact, Cui’s real killer move was here! Their layout in Chang’an was the real purpose of this moment!

...

"So many..." Yelu Yueli looked at the extremely dazzling red stream in the sky with envy and excitement, sensing the changes in the aura in the sky, and couldn't help but say, "Tonight, the eighth grade in Chang'an City has been almost revealed, right?"

Chongqian stood with his hands behind his back, staring at the direction of the confrontation between these people, and he said coldly, "Baiyun Temple, Fallen Temple."
To be continued...
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