paranoianovel Chapter 153
Chapter 153
Zhao Zhen's heart was completely shocked, and he couldn't help but look back at Huan Zheng and Qin Jun again, his eyes full of envy and admiration.
He finally knew why Daqin could grow up from a small country in the western corner of the Zhou Dynasty, become the Five Hegemons of Spring and Autumn, become the Seven Heroes of the Warring States, and finally achieve the final victory, unify the six kingdoms, and establish Daqin.
All this is not a coincidence, not the so-called chance, but the characteristic buried in the bones of the people of the Qin Kingdom.
Never say die, sincerely cooperate, live and die together, and never retreat in bloody battles!
Such a Great Qin, even if there is no martial arts heavenly person, is fierce enough, qualified enough to stand tall and become the pearl of the Huaxia Dynasty in Kyushu.
The king of a country, in the words of Confucianism, the son of a thousand gold cannot sit in the hall, and no one will say anything when he leaves such a dangerous place.
But Ying Zheng did not choose to leave and firmly stayed here.
Together with his courtiers, his sons, and his sergeants, they faced life and death together, even if they were land immortals who were strong enough to go against the sky, there was no fear or cringe on their faces.
This trait alone made Zhao Zhen and the Northern Song Dynasty lose completely.
The sunset has arrived, and the sunset glow combined with the golden Buddha light and dark red blood qi has created a different strange world.
Zhao Zhen could clearly feel that countless people were still escaping and passing by his side.
They seem so small, so ridiculous, so ordinary.
Then look at the monarch of Yingzheng, look at the soldiers of Daqin, resolute and courageous, and swear to death.
Zhao Zhen smiled and made a decision that he might regret for the rest of his life.
"Zhao Zhen, King of the Song Dynasty..."
"Willing to die with Wu Anjun!"
Zhao Zhen shouted, then ran over, and resolutely stood beside Ying Zheng.
He didn't know why, he couldn't control himself at all.
He once hated Ying Zheng, hated winning without disease, and hated Daqin because he wanted to return to Daqin.
But now he has the most sincere recognition from the bottom of his heart for winning the government, winning without disease, and even for Daqin.
At this moment, he is a courtier of Daqin and a prince of Daqin.
He has the responsibility to fight together with Daqin and never retreat!
"You, good."
Huan Zheng looked at Zhao Zhen, smiled, only said three words, then did not speak, continued to solemnly watch the battle between Ying Wuxian and Jin Wushu, ready to attack Jin Wushu at any time.
"Father, what should I do?"
Kou Jie was also dumbfounded, but he really didn't expect Zhao Zhen to run away and reflexively go back.
As the king of a country, he stood firmly with Daqin.
Wasted all of his father's kindness.
"What else can I do!"
"The meaning of the king represents the meaning of the Northern Song Dynasty1"
"The king must fight to the death and not retreat, and those who are courtiers must also fight to the death and never retreat!"
"Go back!"
"Stand behind Wang Shang, let Daqin see, my Northern Song Dynasty is not a bitch!"
Kou Zhun said boldly, turned around and strode forward, walking towards Zhao Zhen with a smile on his face.
Maybe the new monarch he chose for the Northern Song Dynasty is really better than he expected in his heart!
Kou Zhun was satisfied, and Kou Jie and a group of Northern Song courtiers, as well as the masters of the Imperial City Division, all followed and stood behind Zhao Zhen.
Zhao Zhen and Kou Zhun looked at each other and smiled, and said a little apologetically.
"Kou Xiang, I'm sorry, King Ben is willful this time."
Kou Zhun smiled calmly, and he was rarely bold.
"The king doesn't have to do this, compared to the Yongxi Northern Expedition to clean up the mess for your father and king, today's situation, the minister is happy!"
Kou Zhun is a character with sentiment and heart. (Read violent novels, just go to Feilu Fiction Network!) ）
It is not that people who are greedy for life and afraid of death, but those who are afraid of their own death are worthless.
Today, I can witness the growth of the monarch of the Northern Song Dynasty, even if I face death, what is my fear!
Immediately, the monarchs looked at each other and smiled again, and did not say anything more, but all looked at the winning diseaseless and the golden art in the sky, silently praying for the victory without disease.
You must win!
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Li Chungang, Deng Tai'a, Donghuang Taiyi and Guo Jing are actually the most embarrassing in the entire battle.
They are all martial arts celestials, the four people with the strongest martial arts strength except for winning without disease, and they are also the people who everyone thinks can help the most.
However, only when they cultivated to their realm did they know what the battle between Winning Wuxian and Jin Wushu really meant.
The four of them, not to mention the head-on confrontation, are the flowing blood qi that flew out under the impact, and they would be seriously injured or even in danger of death.
No way.
The higher the cultivation of martial arts, the more difficult it is, and the greater the gap between the levels.
Although Jin Wushu is only a pseudo-land immortal, their strength has already surpassed them by a lot, and they are not opponents at all, and they don't even have the courage to strike.
Seeing the fierce battle between Win Wuji and Jin Wushu, they were ashamed on the side.
He also said to protect Gongzi, but now he wants Gongzi to protect them.
"The four of you, hide behind my golden light, use your strongest move to attack, and smash the Blood Soul Saber!"
At this time, Win Wuxian suddenly said.
"Jin Wushu's internal breath disorder, really bad qi, no longer good, he is ready to run for his life, absolutely can't give him this opportunity!" d
Winning without disease is not out of nowhere.
He is now fighting against Jin Wushu, the breath of the two sides collides, and the connection arises, and the one who can feel the idea of Jin Wushu the most is to win without disease.
The Blood Soul Knife is indeed very powerful, and under the full power of the pseudo-land immortal just now, even if it wins without disease, it can only rely on the Supreme Saint Vajra Body to resist, otherwise it is really not an opponent, let alone give Li Chungang them a chance to fight for a mobile phone meeting.
Until now, the true qi of the Jin Wushu is insufficient, the blood qi (Wang Dezhao) is unsustainable, and the strength is weak, and this is the best time.
Only then did he decisively order the four of them to make a move.
Li Chungang's sword qi rolling dragon wall, Deng Tai'a Fei sword technique, Donghuang Taiyi yin and yang technique, Guo Jing's eighteen palms of the dragon, four people shot at the same time, and four powerful qi energy rushed straight to the blood soul knife.
"Bang bang..."
The onslaught of attacks defeated Jin Wushu.
"Click!"
A crack actually appeared in the Blood Soul Knife.
Jin Wushu was shocked.
"How is this possible 1 hour"
"The Blood Soul Knife is an evil soldier, it is impossible to destroy it!"
Win Wuxian smiled and looked at Jin Wushu.
"Who said that the evil soldiers cannot be destroyed, it's just that the strength is insufficient."
"Jin Wushu, this sword of mine will shatter your Blood Soul Saber!"
"Two sleeves cyan!"
"Chop!".