Chapter 72 The bravery of the coward, how can I be the hostage of the Prince of Dayan?

After the bell rang, the sound of tight war drums suddenly sounded.

"Dong dong dong dong!"

"Guard my court! Kill!"

"kill!!!"

Outside the Yanlong Hall, countless shouts of killing sounded.

"Whoosh whoosh!"

Hundreds of glowstones were thrown into the courtyard of the Yanlong Palace, and for a while, the inside of the Yanlong Palace was illuminated extremely brightly.

in the courtyard.

The expressions of Zhou Yuan and everyone changed. Zhou Yuan looked at Zhao Zheng, who was standing by the side holding the water tank. He narrowed his eyes: "Zhao Zheng, is this a good thing you did?"

"what?"

Zhao Zheng's face was pale, his scattered scalp fluttered in the wind, and he pretended to be stupid.

Zhou Yuan suddenly laughed, he laughed loudly: "Hahaha, you mortal is really interesting, obviously timid as a mouse, but now you dare to betray this sect master. However, these are not important, as long as Ling Yunzi Not in this imperial city of Yandu, I am the pinnacle of a hundred calamities, separated by a line from the gods on the land, do you think the soldiers in your mortal dynasty can do anything to me?"

He is a person who has been practicing for many years. Zhao Zheng can't fool him at all. Zhou Yuan can see through the water tank at a glance.

"Bang bang" two times, the door of Yanlong Hall was slammed open.

"Kill ah ah ah!"

A large number of Yinjia Imperial Palace Royal Forest Army and Heijia Imperial Army rushed in, and they rushed to the cultivators in the courtyard without hesitation.

The atmosphere instantly became heavy.

Zhou Yuan stood with his hands behind his back, and did not call to deal with Zhao Zheng, "Junior Brother Qing Confucianism, let them see what the strength of the Hundred Tribulations Realm is."

"Yes, Sect Master Senior Brother."

The white-browed warrior standing beside Zhou Yuan took a step forward and waved his sleeve robe.

"boom!"

Like a cannonball being fired, the more than 100 soldiers who rushed into the Yanlong Temple were instantly torn to pieces by the terrifying and surging Yuan force! Dozens of people who were about to enter the gate were blasted out, hitting hundreds of people behind.

And this is just a casual wave of the white-browed warrior.

The white-browed martial artist Sun Qingru smiled slightly, and he was very satisfied with the effect of his casual strike.

Zhou Yuan looked at Zhao Zheng with the attitude of a king: "Did you see it? This is the power of a warrior, a cultivator! Zhao Zheng, I will give you one last chance, take me to Zhao Zheng and cooperate with me, otherwise , not only you will die, everyone in your imperial palace will die, I will kill one courtyard by one courtyard, kill everyone in your imperial palace, and then I will still be able to open the Great Flame treasury and treasure house!"

He wants to make Zhao Zheng subdue.

Killing everyone in the Imperial Palace, he felt that he had this strength, but this was unrealistic. After all, this is the largest dynasty of mortals. Killing mortals with the identity and strength of immortals is not only a big cause and effect, but it will also provoke those mortals. The well-known sect who disdain the treasures of the mortal dynasty, it is logical to destroy their Qingyunzong and take everything, and gain both fame and fortune.

"kill!!!"

The drums of war were indecisive, and the sound of killing almost stopped for less than three seconds.

Once again, a large number of soldiers rushed into the hall.

Sun Qingru was stunned for a moment, and he said angrily: "You stupid mortals are courting death!"

"Kill!!!"

Da Yan's soldiers were not afraid of death, and resolutely rushed to kill.

Sun Qingru stomped his feet sharply, and his powerful Yuan force was transmitted to the ground through the soles of his feet. Immediately, a huge crack more than one meter long split open in the ground, and the crack quickly spread to the gate of the Yanlong Palace. And the cracks are getting bigger and bigger, and the cracks are getting wider and wider. The effort between breathing is five meters at the widest point.

"Bang bang bang bang bang bang!"

A large number of soldiers fell directly into the cracks.

"rush ahead!"

Behind, there are generals.

"Ta Ta Ta Ta Ta Ta!"

As if this group of cultivators stabbed the hornet's nest, a large number of soldiers came from all directions, and countless soldiers followed one after another. They directly filled up the gully with a depth of tens of meters, and used the people as the stone as the bridge for the soldiers behind to continue to move forward. rush ahead.

Sun Qingru was moved, he looked at Zhou Yuan and said, "Sect Master Senior Brother!"

Originally, his attack was intended to shock him, but the opponent's indomitable fear of death really made his scalp tingle.

Although Sun Qingru was a cultivator with a lot of blood on his hands, he had never slaughtered mortals like this before.

He is not Zhao Zheng, he is afraid of divine punishment.

"Zhao Zheng!" Zhou Yuan was also moved. With a move of his palm, Zhao Zheng was sucked into his hand. Zhou Yuan grabbed Zhao Zheng's collar and said, "Do you want to see your dynasty wiped out? You Want to see the blood in the imperial palace tonight?"

Zhao Zheng didn't move, he didn't speak.

"Um?"

Zhou Yuan thought that Zhao Zheng was dead, so he quickly turned around for Zhao Zheng, Zhao Zheng was not dead, Zhou Yuan saw the strange expression on Zhao Zheng's face, tears on Zhao Zheng's face, but he was smiling , smiled so that the apple muscles on his face were tensed.

Zhou Yuan's face became gloomy: "Do you want to die?"

Zhao Zheng was grabbed by Zhou Yuan. Tears flowed down his face, but the momentum on his mouth was not lost at all. He stared at his eyes and burst into tears and laughed: "Uh heh heh heh heh, I'm afraid, you immortal cultivator. I'm afraid! Brother Zheng, you have done a good job, you have done a good job, this prince is indeed not as good as you, and since ordinary soldiers are willing to do this for you Zhao Zheng, this prince is the lord of the East Palace that His Majesty has proclaimed, and as you Brother Zheng, son of Great Yan, why are you afraid of the threat of you old thief? I, Great Yan General, kill!!!!!"

With the last sound, Zhao Zheng shouted hoarsely!

Zhou Yuan's nose is going to be crooked.

Today, his dignified immortal cultivator is actually called an old thief!

"Kill ah ah ah!"

The soldiers crossed the gully and rushed in front of the crowd.

The voices of "clang clang clang" sounded everywhere, and the disciples of Qingyunzong drew their swords and fought with the soldiers who couldn't see how many.

"Okay, very good, Zhao Zheng, I won't kill you! I want you to live and watch the dynasty you love disappear in front of your eyes! Kill them all for me!"

Zhou Yuan angrily ordered.

For a time, those innate disciples suddenly opened the killing ring.

"Snapped!"

Zhao Zheng slapped Zhou Yuan in the face when he was angry and ordered. This was a move that Zhou Yuan could not have imagined. Even if he was not prepared, ordinary mortals could not slap his face at the peak of the Hundred Tribulations. Zhao Zheng deliberately relaxed his strength and defense, otherwise, if he was not careful, the former prince of this mortal dynasty would be pinched to death by him.

"Crack!"

Zhou Yuan was furious, and a trace of Yuan energy overflowed from his body, and Zhao Zheng's bones were all shattered!

"Pfft!"

"Chichichi!"

Zhao Zheng raised his head and spat out a mouthful of black blood, followed by the second mouthful, the third mouthful and the fourth mouthful. With a smile on his face, he was relieved.

He was timid, he was too afraid of death, he was really afraid that Zhou Yuan would kill him, he had really thought about cooperating with Zhou Yuan, but when he got to the sky above the imperial palace, he saw that those who were clearly the ones in the past. After the people who used to build the building are like soldiers with different imposing manners, he doesn't know what happened. Although he is timid, he is also very angry!

Such a great flame, Zhao Zheng, must not die!

Zhao Zheng is here, Dayan, be prosperous!

Zhao Zheng has been timid all his life, but he has made the firmest and most terrifying decision in his life.

Go to the Yanlong Palace, to issue a warning, and finally, to die.

"I am the Prince of Dayan, how can I be willing to be a hostage?"

This sentence, Zhao Zheng wanted to roar, but he failed to roar, the fourth mouth spurted black blood, and his whole body was turned into a puddle of minced meat because the bones were crushed.

Zhao Zheng,

younger brother,

Great Yan,

give it to you.

"Ugh!!" Zhou Yuan roared furiously, and he stomped on the ground in anger.

The earth shook with a "boom". Except for Sun Qingru, who was in the Hundred Tribulations Realm beside him, everyone in a radius of 500 meters was shaken and flew out, regardless of the enemy or me!

Zhou Yuan was so angry that he actually let a mortal give it to him.

He said that he would not kill Zhao Zheng, but Zhao Zheng is dead!

Zhou Yuan felt slapped in the face, not only was Zhao Zheng slapped in the face with a mortal hand, but he also slapped his face again with his life!