Chapter 1295 This Battle Must Be Lost
"Well, don't kill me."
Above the golden palace, Emperor Shenwu nodded slightly, with deep meaning in his eyes.
Especially at this time, the smile that suddenly rose from the corner of Zhan Xiaotian's mouth made him feel a little uneasy.
The sky appears, and the martial arts are destroyed.
This rumor was said by Guan Tianhou, the high priest of the War Dynasty.
If he hadn't planted an eyeliner in the Zhan Dynasty, he might still be kept in the dark.
According to the high priest, there is a god star descending from the sky in the Zhan Dynasty, which will bear the power of the sky and suppress all dynasties!
The 100,000-year rule of Emperor Shenwu's dynasty will also be completely overturned.
It's just that the high priest didn't say anything about the origin of the Chosen Son, and no matter how the Emperor Shenwu probed, he found nothing in the end.
Therefore, in order to frighten the Zhan Dynasty, Emperor Shenwu spared no expense to stir up chaos in the frontier, and designed to kill the five princes and three princesses of the Zhan Dynasty.
The loyal warriors of the Zhan clan all died in battle, which is very miserable.
Only Zhan Xiaotian, who has been weak and sick since he was born, and because of his young age, was protected by the Emperor Zhan in the palace, did not die violently.
However, even so, Emperor Shenwu still had no intention of letting this frail little prince go.
Instead, on the grounds of protecting the blood of the Emperor of War, he was forcibly taken to Emperor Wu City.
In that year, Zhan Xiaotian was still young, ignorant and ignorant, he only had the sorrow of parting, but no great hatred.
Yao remembered that when he entered the imperial capital with Emperor Shenwu's guards, outside Zhanhuang City, on the ancient road, countless war shadows were holding golden halberds, standing coldly, not saying a word, but frightened the courage of all the emperor's guards.
Respectfully sending off the Nine Princes, like a mountain roaring a tsunami, shocking the sky.
Unexpectedly, in the blink of an eye, more than three hundred years have passed.
If he hadn't met Ling Xiao, even if Zhan Xiaotian was able to escape from Wudi City in the end, he would probably bring endless disasters to the Zhan Dynasty.
Fortunately, now he has a chance to leave the city openly.
With the protection of Young Master Ling Xiao, even if Emperor Shenwu is aware of his talent, he will never dare to attack the Zhan clan easily, and this is what Zhan Xiaotian really cares about.
Dare to be a servant of a god emperor, suppress and kill the young master of the Xiao clan, and slaughter all living beings in a domain, this responsibility is awe-inspiring.
"Yes! Emperor!"
Wu Li grinned and bowed down.
And from the beginning to the end, Zhan Xiaotian didn't see any waves on his face.
With his current state, let alone a prince's close servant, even the many princes and princes in this palace, he didn't pay attention to them.
The limit of his talent is the sky, the peak of heaven and earth.
How can a mere vulgarity block his way!
"Ninth Prince, don't worry, I will be more careful and try to save your life."
Wu Li turned around, looked at Zhan Xiaotian, and smiled sinisterly.
However, when he saw the latter's face that suddenly calmed down, Wu Li's eyes narrowed slightly, and his heart skipped a beat.
Over the years, he was used to Zhan Xiaotian's obedient and humble appearance.
Not to mention, this is more like that than suddenly becoming serious.
"Me too."
For the first time, Zhan Xiaotian didn't suppress the hatred in his heart anymore, even the gloomy look at the corner of his mouth made people feel a chill unconsciously.
Three hundred years of humbleness and hatred, at first Zhan Xiaotian didn't understand what a proton is.
He also didn't understand why the 30,000 war attendants who welcomed him into Emperor Wu's Palace had white sackcloth tied on their heads.
Until one day, when he was bullied by the princes of Shenwu, and heard their wanton ridicule, Zhan Xiaocai realized that being a proton was a humble status.
Then, the high priest of the Zhan Dynasty, who had been missing for a long time, suddenly appeared. It turned out that... when the eight princes and princesses of the Zhan Dynasty died, the high priest had already noticed something strange, and just now used the golden cicada to escape the shell, and hid in Wudi City early, just to wait for the war. The arrival of Xiaotian.
For three hundred years, it was the high priest who taught him to practice and to cover up his aura. Otherwise, with Zhan Xiaotian's strength, how could he hide the truth from a group of people in the holy realm?
"Zhan Xiaotian, I'm afraid you took the wrong medicine today?"
Wu Li's brows were tightly furrowed, and golden light suddenly bloomed all over his body, like a round sun, shining dazzling divine light.
Then, he stretched out his palm, the talisman pattern was bright, and the golden brilliance condensed the palm prints, smashing down.
The whole hall trembled with spiritual power.
The endless golden brilliance covered everyone's eyes.
It's just that Ling Xiao didn't care about it at all. Judging from Zhan Xiaotian's luck, these tricks would only be suppressed forcefully, without any suspense.
"boom!!"
Accompanied by a loud bang, I saw the mighty golden light tremble suddenly.
Immediately afterwards, a figure stepped back from it, with blood dripping from its mouth, it was Wu Li.
At this time, his face was already pale, and his eyes were filled with the fear of seeing a ghost in daylight.
"you…"
Wu Li lowered his head, looking at the sunken golden armor on his chest, his lips trembled.
He really didn't expect that Zhan Xiaotian's strength was so terrifying.
His spiritual seal failed to hurt him at all, but was destroyed by Zhan Xiaotian at will.
How can it be?
This trash actually hides his cultivation?
"Um?"
At this time, in the hall, the faces of many martial arts talents were all frozen.
Even Emperor Shenwu had a rare dignified look on his brows.
It is clear
, the humbleness shown by Zhan Xiaotian these years is a deliberate pretend.
In other words, this young man's mind is really terrifying.
It is a rare opportunity for Young Master Ling Xiao to choose his followers today.
As long as he can leave Wudi City, the world is vast, and the name of War Emperor may deter Qing Cang.
only! !
What makes Emperor Shenwu a little confused is whether this matter has anything to do with Ling Xiao?
Wu Hongsi once said before that Ling Xiao and Fozi Yaoguang were kindly invited by her from Daotian Academy.
And for this, he made a promise of the good fortune of the ancestral land.
From this point of view, Ling Xiao should not have known Zhan Xiaotian beforehand, otherwise he could hide in the dark and help him escape, there is no need to offend Emperor Shenwu.
Damn it! !
If this Zhan Xiaotian is really the heavenly manifestation that the high priest said, no matter what, he would not be able to leave alive today!
"I'm sorry, I haven't shot for a long time, and I didn't grasp the strength."
The golden light flickered, and Zhan Xiaotian's figure slowly walked out of it. On his delicate and indifferent face, there was a palpitating fighting spirit.
"you!!"
Wu Li gritted his teeth fiercely, the corners of his mouth were bleeding profusely.
At this moment, he could feel that his entire sternum had been completely shattered, and he was almost punched through by Zhan Xiaotian.
And this is on the premise that he is wearing a divine armor...
"I come!"
Just when Wu Li was in a dilemma, he saw a luxurious young man in purple clothes suddenly walking out from behind the leading prince.
The young man has a handsome appearance, white teeth and vermilion lips, and crystal-clear hair. He has a kind of dignity that has been in the upper class for a long time.
"It's the grandson of the Marquis of Zhenbei, Qi Siyun!"
"This is interesting. This young master is one of the best of the generation. It is said that he once competed with Xue Yihou and narrowly won."
"This battle, Zhan Xiaotian will lose!!"