Chapter 1000: Wang Family

In the fortress, everyone returned to their posts. Although there was no word, everyone looked at Zhao Shi with concern.
Killing the King’s Divine Bridge, let alone a quasi-school from a civilian background, even a warrior in the Divine Bridge Realm of one of the same seven great families would be ruthlessly executed if he did such a thing. .
The power of the bridge is indeed important, but more important is the laws of the Federation.
Yes, the family of gods bridge realm warriors are already individuals. This is an existence that even the kings recognize. They are not low-level warriors and civilians who swing freely. They will also take care of their ideas when considering the overall situation.
Shenqiao Realm Martial Artists, Kings, and Great Powers together constitute the uppermost ruling class of the Federation. Great Power is handsome, kings are generals, and Shenqiao Martial Artists are the school officers who subordinate to them, and the regular controllers of the federation's vast territory.
Such a character was killed by Zhao Shi, a collegiate school who was born as a civilian. This is a tragedy that has not happened since the founding of the country.
To be sure, the diehards in the Federation are now boiled with murder.
After waiting for no one, Yang Qiushui knocked on Zhao Shi’s forehead and rebuked,
Zhao Shi, why are you killing Wang Hai publicly? We can’t find the opportunity anymore or just keep secretly in a hidden place. , Must provoke the federal law directly!"
She looked desperate and said: "This is all right, we have offended the Federation, and offended the Xiewu Empire, this universe has no place for us."
"Teacher, stay calm." Zhao Shi said with a light smile: "The situation has not gotten worse. Since we are on the front line of the two armies, we will definitely die once the war is officially launched. Huo Linger's words have repeatedly missed appointments, which is really unreliable. , I can’t find a better way to escape from this place now.

"Uh, that's true too." Yang Qiushui felt relieved, and touched Zhao Shi's forehead again, before he retreated with a sword qi.
Did not wait long, just three hours later, a fleet of ten warships slowly flew towards the sky of Huorong Fortress.
There is no aura of a king, but the coercion of dozens of martial artists in the bridge realm slowly spread in all directions,
It was deliberately limited to ten miles to avoid leaking information to be known by the evil empire.
The concentration of so many divine bridges' coercive force suddenly made the flowers, trees, birds and beasts within ten miles, and even the flowing wind stopped, instantly turning into an amber solidified world.
All the soldiers in the fortress, whether they were innate warriors or flying realm warriors, stiffened, and many civilian soldiers who had a fanatical adoration of Zhao Shi, wanted to do something, were suppressed completely.
Huo Lian and Yin Zhi sneered and flew from the ground to the sky.
"Teacher, go, your mother seems to be here too, let's go see her."
Zhao Shi's fingertips ejected a ray of cyan sword air, breaking the coercion that enveloped Yang Qiushui, pulling her out of the fortress.
There was no screaming, but more and more cold murderous intent filled the sky.
Zhao Shi's expression remained as usual. He regarded the murderous surroundings and dozens of hostile eyes as nothing, and pulled Yang Qiushui to look not far away.
There are more than fifty warriors in the bridge realm, and at least tens of thousands of lieutenant mechas in the battleship are responsible for the control of the battleship. This is a force that can initiate small-scale decisive battles.
These people were divided into two distinct groups.
One is naturally headed by the commander of the Second Army, Wang Tianjie, and the other is the Young Master Huo Renhu who has met once. The cultivation base is the pinnacle of the bridge realm, and he can become the king in just one step.
But this step is not easy to cross, even if he is the young master of the Huo family, he dare not say that he will become a king.
Beside Huo Renhu is Huo Ling'er, looking at Zhao Shi anxiously and winking desperately at him.
Zhao Shi salutes strictly in accordance with the military etiquette: "The battalion commander of the mecha defensive battalion in the Huorong Fortress, see you commanders.
Silent.
There was no reply from the warriors of the bridge realm, more than fifty warriors of the bridge realm stared at Zhao Shi, and more than ten of them had drawn their weapons and looked at Wang Tianjie and the Huo Renhu coldly.
The blood feud of the Wang family must be reported. It is best to have an order from a superior, and it does not matter if there is none.
Yin Xin among the martial artists of the gods bridge realm grabbed her with big hands, ignoring Yang Qiushui's begging, grabbing her back to her side, and suppressing her every move with Zhen Qi.
She didn't look at Zhao Shi.
She once thought that Zhao Shi could be Yang Qiushui's support in the future, but the facts proved that this was wrong. Common people are common people. Even if they have power, they have no political wisdom. It would be a disaster to let Yang Qiushui stay by his side.
Wang Tianjie said slowly: "You killed Wang Hai, right?"
"Yes."
Zhao Shi replied briefly, without giving any reason, or saying that Wang Hai wanted to put him to death several times. None of this was important and no one cared.
"Then, die."
Wang Tianjie is also very simple and neat. It doesn't need any righteousness or military law. Those who kill the Wang family will die. It's that simple.
The void behind him was hazy, and an 800-meter-high Baiman mecha appeared, with two bulging hills on his forehead, and the hideous antlers faintly visible under the scales.
When the antlers broke out, it meant that a real dragon of the Wang family appeared in the universe.
At this time, the ferocious claws that had been covered with scales broke out of the void, three sharp claws, and straightly enveloped Zhao Shi and the entire Huorong Fortress, majestic and indifferent.
The people who killed Wang's God Bridge, even if they only participated in the slightest, would have to die.
‘It’s a dragon again, the first dragon ancestor left too many traces in this world. ’
Zhao Shi glanced at the ferocious claws, and the hurricane of Baili gathered, turning his entire mecha into a cold and sharp sword of gusts to the sky.
laugh!
Without facing the enemy head-on, the sword of gale wind swept past the three sharp claws, pierced the blue barrier on it, and flew across a blue meteor to several miles away.
The blue light disappeared, revealing Zhao Shi's figure, his face was pale, and his true energy was greatly consumed.
But there is no damage.
Zhao Shi looked at the 800-meter-high Baimang Mecha in front of him, and said lightly: "Trash."
The surrounding aristocratic family bridge realm warriors were horrified by Zhao Shi's combat power, and couldn't help being stunned when he heard his words.
"good very good!"
Wang Tianjie's indifferent and majestic face could not be maintained, and the innocent energy in his body revolved violently, striding towards Zhao Shi, making the void tremble with every move.
"Bai Mang Howl!"
He screamed wildly when he entered Zhao Shi's five-mile range, and the vitality of Baili heaven and earth rolled in, poured into his mouth, and condensed into a thick column of cold ice beams towards Zhao Shi.
"wind!"
Zhao Shihua, as the son of Haifeng, surrounded him with countless wind sounds, combined with his true energy to form a mouthful of blue sword aura, instantly setting a gusty sword prison around him.
Rumble!
The ice beam smashed through the curtain of sword aura one after another. After the speed was weakened a little, a cyan sword shadow flew out and escaped from the encirclement of the giant ice pillar.