Alliance of the Heavens and Ming Dynasty

Chapter 233
"Who is going to kill this beast!"

Man Niu and Ye first staged a dog-eat-dog show, which did not dispel the killing intent of everyone in Lao Zhu's family, so Lao Zhu asked them.

How can you kill a chicken with a ox knife? A mere bull is not qualified to let Emperor Hongwu do it himself.

"I'll go!"

Zhu Zhanji said indifferently that he had to clean up the mess caused by his good son.

With one step forward, the aura of heaven and earth surged, and an invisible general trend spread out, sealing off the surrounding space and not giving the bull any chance to escape.

The real energy in the body is surging, and a picture of the mountains and rivers of thousands of miles across the sky, depicting the mountains and rivers of the prosperous Ming Dynasty, suppressed with vast power.

嗡

The picture scroll of rivers and mountains trembled slightly, and it bloomed with dazzling brilliance. The mountains, the water, the river, and the sea seemed to come to life.

The combination of mountains and rivers is the power of the country and the country. The weight of the country and the country cannot be measured by Jiuding. It is an unmatched mighty power.

Thousands of miles of mountains and rivers pressed down, Man Newton felt creepy, terrified, and his soul was trembling with fear.

The strength gap is too big. Zhu Zhanji's innate five-level strength is far superior to that of a bull, and combined with his full strength, it is not something that a bull can compete with.

"Master Niu still doesn't believe it"

When the crisis of death came, the beast's blood boiled in the man's body, and his fierceness broke out, ready to fight to the death.

"Bull dash."

A pair of huge bull's eyes were already full of bloodthirsty color at this time, the cow's hooves rubbed back and forth against the ground, and then rushed out like an arrow from the string, and suddenly hit the mountainous ocean that evolved from the map of thousands of miles of rivers and mountains.

No wonder it would be fooled by Ye first, its brain is really not working well, at this time it doesn't want to avoid the edge temporarily, escape is the most important thing, but it is stubborn to face Zhu Zhanji head-on, it is not such a way to find death.

砰

Concentrate all your strength on a pair of horns, and launch a full blow. The horns are like giant blades that cut through the sky.

However, no matter how brave the barbarian bull is, the gap in strength is like a moat, insurmountable. In just a moment, it was completely suppressed, wrapped in the map of thousands of miles of rivers and mountains, and the power of the country and the country exploded, directly crushing it to death and smashing it to pieces.

In the end, there was only a bloody "beef ball" left!
Also die first, the bull dies!
Everyone in the old Zhu's family didn't care about Zhu Qizhen's feelings at all, and then launched a bloodbath against the Wala deployment that Ye had brought first.

A savage, a monster bull, actually stirred up the orthodox dynasty into a miasma, if he didn't kill all his henchmen, there would be no face for Ming Dynasty.

Zhu Houzhao was even more ruthless and decisive, and sent all the top ten sword guards under his command to Wala. There are some things that Wala can't reach out for, and if they take them, there will be nothing left, and they will even return them doubled.

"Zhu Qizhen, you should give us an explanation!"

Everyone stared at Zhu Qizhen blankly, and if Zhu Qizhen didn't give a satisfactory explanation about Wala's learning of martial arts, they would not let it go.

Their joint brainchild, why should Zhu Qizhen wantonly squander it?

"This"

Zhu Qizhen didn't expect that everyone's attack would come so quickly, and he didn't even think of an excuse to fool everyone.

"What is this, we want you to give an explanation, and I don't want to hear your useless nonsense!"

Zhu Di said impatiently, the more he looked at Zhu Qizhen, the more unhappy he became.

Seriously doubt whether this guy who is as stupid as a pig is really a descendant of Yongle who has a good root.

"It's so easy to give all of our hard work to Wala, the orthodox emperor is so generous!"

Zhu Youxiao said in a strange way, playing with the little wooden figure in his hand, still thinking about how to combine carpentry skills with aura power in his mind.

Now he is no longer interested in ordinary carpentry, and began to study the manufacture of "Gundam". A real man will drive a Gundam.

Otherwise, his Yuanshen projection would not be a huge wooden man as high as hundreds of feet.

"It's not just generosity, it's a money-spreading boy who doesn't take our hard work as hard work!"

Zhu Youjian followed suit, his words full of sarcasm.

Everyone greeted Zhu Qizhen one after another, they were all very angry, they regarded martial arts as a national treasure, and people who were not from their own country would not pass it on.

Zhu Qizhen, a prodigal son, is good. If he wants to share with others, he will share it with others. The object of sharing is Wala, who he once studied abroad. They really want to ask Zhu Qizhen if his brain is broken, and if he has any sense of shame.

Hitting hard at home, submissive to outsiders!
This idiot Zhu Qizhen doesn't have the blood that the descendants of the Zhu family should have.

It would be fine if he realized his shame and acted bravely. Maybe everyone would think highly of him. How could he be so stupid that there is no cure for it?

"The mud can't support the wall!"

Zhu Zhanji shook his head in disappointment and sighed.

Cowardly and weak, useless!
His evaluation of Zhu Qiyu once was perfectly reflected in Zhu Qizhen, as if it was a silent mockery of him.

"Ugh"

Zhu Gaochi sighed softly, and glanced at Zhu Qiyu who was expressionless, feeling filled with emotion in his heart. He was both his son's son, so how could there be such a big gap?
It is no exaggeration to say that one can turn the tide and not fall, and the other can't support the wall with mud.

"As an emperor, if my son is like you, I will abolish him with my own hands!"

Zhu Houzhao said coldly, not concealing his dislike for Zhu Qizhen at all.

The sixteen emperors of the Ming Dynasty and the other 15 people all adhered to the integrity and integrity of "the emperor guards the country, and the king dies in the country". Only Zhu Qizhen is different. He is not the emperor guarding the country, but the emperor is called the country.

Up to now, it has intensified and developed into a traitor of the emperor, sharing Daming's martial arts with Oala for nothing. He doesn't know how his brain grew. Could it be a genetic mutation that made him so incurable.

"Cousin, if I remember correctly, you probably don't have a son yet!"

Zhu Houcong said inappropriately, poking at Zhu Houzhao's sore spot.

"Just because I don't have a son now, doesn't mean I won't have a son in the future."

"You'd better take care of your wonderful family, don't be strangled by the maid again someday!"

Zhu Houzhao glanced at Zhu Houcong, and replied, there is no need to get angry with this old Taoist priest.

"you"

Zhu Houzhao was furious. He just couldn't bear Zhu Houzhao's frequent limelight. His number one dog leg, Yan Song, became Zhu Houzhao's subordinate.

He was almost strangled to death by the maid, but it was the taboo he didn't want to be mentioned the most.

"Okay, let's not say a few words!"

Seeing that Zhu Qizhen's problem is not over yet, and Zhu Houzhao and Zhu Houcong tend to quarrel again, Lao Zhu hurriedly came out to act as a peacemaker, and stopped Zhu Houzhao and Zhu Houcong from continuing to fight each other.

The face of the great grandfather still has to be given, Zhu Houzhao and Zhu Houcong looked at each other, but they didn't say anything more.

"Zhu Qizhen, have you thought about how to give us an explanation?"

When the question came back to Zhu Qizhen, everyone's eyes were extremely unfriendly.

At this moment, Zhu Qizhen is like a weak sheep caught in a pack of wolves, helpless to the extreme, no one speaks for him
(End of this chapter)