The empress practiced in the city

Chapter 113 Flying Horse

However, how could the flower horses at the innate level be the opponents of the golden shirt catchers at the alchemy level? No matter how unwilling the flower horses were, they would not be able to shake off the gold shirt catchers on their backs.

Those pinto horses that were ridden by the golden-clothed catcher neighed to the sky unwillingly, and swung their bodies. They tried their best to shake off the golden-clothed catcher on their backs, but all their hard work was in vain. It is futile effort.

All the gold-clothed police officers clamped their horses tightly, how could they be easily thrown off.

For a moment, the group of horses fell into a commotion, and the panicked horses stomped loudly, and the fancy horses that were ridden by the golden shirt were surrounded by other colorful horses.

Faced with the sudden enemy, Huama was also frightened.

They felt angry, at least, no one had ever dared to provoke them like this, surrounded the enemy, and they wanted to kill the person who provoked them.

"Get out." Facing the fancy horses who came up, No. [-]'s face darkened, and he shouted in a deep voice.

The sound waves rolled and spread towards the surrounding flower horses.

hiss!
The flower horses panicked for a while, but they did not retreat because of this. All the flower horses roared towards No. [-] with dissatisfaction.

Hundreds of horses roared together, and the roar was so harsh that it made people frown.

"roll!"

"roll!"

"roll!"

This time, all the gold-clothed catchers were dissatisfied, and with gloomy faces, they shouted at these colorful horses.

The sound wave rolled, and the powerful sound wave even pushed several fancy horses to the ground.

If it wasn't for Wu Zhao's order, these colorful horses could not be killed, otherwise, these colorful horses would have been kicked countless times already.

Facing the dominance of the gold-clothed catchers, almost all the colorful horses retreated. They also have wisdom, they also know how to be afraid, and naturally they know that they are not the opponents of the golden-shirted catchers.

They retreated, their faces were full of unwillingness, but they did not leave because of this, those people were still riding on their companions.

How could they give up their companions so easily.

"hiss!"

A long howl seemed to penetrate the sky!
Hearing the sound, it was obvious that this was not an ordinary fancy horse.

Among the group of fancy horses, a fancy horse with wings flew up.

"This is……"

"Horse King."

"Quickly tell the lord."

The golden shirt's expression changed quickly, and he spoke quickly.

"You don't need to tell me, I saw it." Wu Zhao stepped forward and arrived in front of the group of flower horses in an instant.

"What a flying horse, the blood has begun to return to its ancestors, and it has a cultivation level of alchemy." Wu Zhao looked at the flying horse that spread its wings and flew into the air, and muttered to himself.

According to legend, the flying horse is the mount of an immortal, but unexpectedly, it appeared here.

However, looking at the appearance of this flying horse, it is obvious that the power of returning to the ancestral bloodline has not yet awakened, otherwise, the situation of Wu Zhao and others will not be good.

Fei Tianma came to Wu Zhao and the others, raised his brows lightly, and asked solemnly, "Who are you and why do you want to hunt down my king's people?"

Everyone was stunned for a moment, astonishingly they did not expect that this flying horse could speak.

"Presumptuous, dare to be king in front of the lord." No. [-] reacted, furious, and was about to step forward and beat up the flying horse.

Wu Zhao stopped him, shook his head and said, "No need."

Number One stepped back, looking at the Flying Pegasus with a gloomy expression on his face.

Wu Zhao looked at the Flying Horse and smiled softly, "It doesn't matter who I am, what is important is that you bring your people to submit to me, and in the same way, I can completely restore your bloodline to the Flying Horse. "

(End of this chapter)