Chapter 232 Tianshuang Fist - Frost and Cold River
Zheng Ming looked at the city wall and posted a notice that his sister was going to be executed by Ling Chi. At this time, he was not only angry, but also angry.
It can be said that Zheng Ming's anger at this time had reached its peak. If he added a little more, Zheng Ming would explode.
Although he had made all kinds of preparations in his heart when he came to this capital, he still did not expect that someone would ask Lingchi's own sister.
What does the sister, who is only six or seven years old, know? They actually want to rush to their sister.
Zheng Ming didn't have to guess who the person who was Lingchi's sister was, so in his heart, this person must die.
When he came to Kyoto of the Great Jin Dynasty, he thought of a big kill, but he did not expect to kill a big kill at the top of the city.
But his anger, its flame, everything about him, had begun to burn, and he could not control his anger that rose from his heart.
He looked at the guards who were trembling with his hands and feet and said coldly: "I am the one who wants to kill people. If you want to survive, get out of here immediately!"
As the guardian of the Great Jin Dynasty Kyoto, the people present were more or less proud.
After all, they were guarding the capital of the Great Jin Dynasty, which was much taller than the garrison guarding the frontier. In fact, these people were all very proud, and they were not willing to convince others.
But now, their expressions became increasingly ugly. They had already felt Zheng Ming's fear from Zheng Ming's expression.
"You...you are so brave. You dare to say that you are killing people in the capital of the Great Jin Dynasty. Come on. Take him down!"
The one who shouted out this sentence was a general wearing iron armor. Others could retreat. As the guard commander here, he would never retreat.
If he retreated without fighting, not only him, but also his family, would be involved, and even demoted to slaves.
The soldiers around had never seen Zheng Ming's terror, so after they heard the commander's cry and harmony, their faces changed and rushed towards Zheng Ming frantically.
"Kill him, he will rush to the capital, kill without mercy!"
"Brothers, the general said that as long as we can kill this beast, we will celebrate for three days and receive ten taels of silver every day."
Zheng Ming's eyes were already a little red at this time. He had made a plan and was unwilling to use it at this moment. His thoughts were directly pointed to the hero card in his heart.
Zheng Ming, who had already put on makeup, appeared outside the city as a domineering person. At this moment, facing the surging people, he quickly punched.
Sky Friction Fist!
The long river of frost is cold!
In an instant, the endless hidden aura rushed out of Zheng Ming's fist like a rolling river.
The first commander who rushed forward was a seventh-grade warrior. When he saw the endless cold air coming towards him, he had only one thought left in his heart.
Grandmaster master.
Only masters can use the power of heaven and earth, and only masters can punch out with one punch and freeze a hundred feet.
The rolling cold air invaded his heart and lungs in an instant. He tried his best to activate his skills, trying to send this cold air out of his body. Unfortunately, his internal energy could not move at all at this moment.
His spiritual consciousness, his thoughts, everything about him, accompanied by this punch, was frozen, and even his thoughts were completely frozen at this moment.
Hundreds of warriors were frozen by this punch in an instant, and then the surging fist wind even flew backwards.
"Master-level masters, if a master-level master comes, ring the Jingcheng Bell quickly, ring the Jingcheng Bell!"
Some people shouted wildly, and some people retreated wildly. For them, the master-level master is a devil. They have only one way to die when facing the master-level master.
Amid the noise of shouting, someone rushed towards the big bell a hundred feet away from the city gate. As soon as the big bell rang, the entire capital would receive news of a sneak attack from foreign enemies.
Zheng Ming did not take the person who ran towards the so-called Jingcheng Bell very seriously. If he just wanted to save his parents and family when he came to this capital, and just wanted to teach Wang Zuojun a lesson who dared to threaten him with his family, then now, he only has killing in his heart.
The city he was going to kill was trembling under his own hands.
So after exercising a Tianshuang Fist, Zheng Ming did not stop, nor did he attack those ordinary people.
Xiongba's consciousness flew on his body, and his left hand gently tugged downwards. The three essences of wind, cloud and frost gathered wildly from all directions towards his palms in an instant.
In other words, in one breath, countless powers of wind and clouds gathered on Fang Ling's left hand and formed a cycle that seemed balanced but implied with infinite power.
"Three points return to the vitality!" A deep shout came out from Zheng Ming's mouth. With this shout, the vital balloon formed in Zheng Ming's hand hit the gate of the capital of the Great Jin Dynasty.
This city gate tower, which is dozens of feet high, has experienced many fierce battles in the past, but it has remained unmoved and stood proudly over the past few hundred years.
However, when the Yuanqi balloon hit the ground, not only the huge city gate tower turned into pieces, but also the hundred-foot city wall around the city gate tower was instantly turned into pieces by this blow.
The crowd that had already run away was even more powerful at this moment, and no one dared to look in Fang Ling's direction again.
Some people who heard the bell and wanted to come here to rescue him were all looking tight at the moment. They looked at their bodies that were walking forward like demons, and they didn't know what to do.
They dare not retreat. After all, their parents and clans were all in the Great Jin Dynasty. If they retreated, their families and their parents and clans would be punished the most severely.
However, if they did not retreat, they would not have the courage to stop the man who was stepping over like a demon.
In their eyes, this man is a demon and a god. Every step he takes can control the life and death of himself and others.
Zheng Ming's murderous intent was blown out with the three-point return energy balloon, which calmed down a lot. He reached out and grabbed the void. A warrior who was more than ten feet away from him was directly caught by him in mid-air.
"Tell me, where is Wang Zuojun?" Fang Ling had a powerful aura when he used the Xiongba Hero Card. What's more, when he came, he also used Meng Xinghun's disguise technique to help him modify the appearance.
"Who is Wang Zuojun?" said the man with a hint of trembling in his voice.
Zheng Ming felt that he was not a tyrannical person who was easy to kill, but his experience from Wanjian Tower to the present made him feel a blazing flame.
A superior person can dominate the life and death of others at will, and can kill those who cannot compare to themselves as livestock. They can unscrupulously threaten other people's families.
He wants these people to know that they are not born to be superior, and that when they are free to dominate others' life and death, they will also be subject to countering those who are suppressed by them, and even they will have to pay their lives as a price.
"Since you don't know, just go and die!" Zheng Ming pointed his finger, and the man was instantly cut into two pieces in the void.
When Zheng Ming looked at another city guard not far away, the man's face suddenly turned white like frost.
"Then... Wang Zuojun is from the Wang family. Twenty miles ahead, it is the Wang family's mansion, and that is the Wang family's mansion." As he spoke, the man's voice roared a little.
Zheng Ming ignored the hysterical guard anymore. His figure rolled around and turned into a strong wind in the void, rushing straight towards the Wang family.
The time for a hero card is twenty minutes, and he must not waste these twenty minutes, so he must feel that the royal palace not only needs to rescue his family, but also kill Wang Zuojun.
It was like a gust of wind. In an instant, Zheng Ming disappeared without a trace. Under the wind god's legs, Zheng Ming's speed was astonishingly fast.
However, many guards left under the city were stunned and staring at the city gate tower that had become a ruin.
The companion who was frozen into ice and the ruins of the city tower looked like it was attacked by thousands of warriors. They couldn't believe it for a moment that it was caused by one person.
But their eyes clearly told them that just a moment ago, the person was still in front of them.
Breaking the city wall and killing the capital, what is this situation? Why does such a thing happen in the capital that has been calm for more than a hundred years?
"Ring the bell, ring the bell quickly!" A leader who reacted shouted loudly to several subordinates who were approaching Jingcheng Bell.
Although they could not stop that person, and although all this could not be saved for him, if they could not even ring the clock at this time, then they would be dead.
At this moment, the subordinates who were awakened also understood the urgency of the matter. They quickly pulled the bell rope and started to thrive.
The bells ringing mean that the entire capital was attacked and that it represents a huge crisis that has approached the capital.
With the sound of this bell, the huge bell with a total of 29,000 pounds in the Jinyang Hall of the Imperial City also rang wildly, and countless warriors practicing in the capital rushed out of their own cultivation.
And those civilians who were originally doing business quickly cleaned up their own stalls and then hid in their own courtyards frantically.
They don’t know what is coming, and what they can do is to hide when danger comes.
The wind fell, and a figure had appeared outside the tall Wang family. Without any stop, he kicked the plaque of the Wang family with a heavy leg. (To be continued.)
Chapter completed!