Chapter 0272: The Death of the Southern Bodhisattva
A hint of a smile slowly appeared in the white-haired woman's expression, and she said slowly: "There is no reason, if you can choose to kill yourself, things will be very simple, and you and I don't need to work too hard." β
Nan Bodhisattva's gaze swept over the golden-armored man who came out of the heavy aftermath, and at this moment, under his golden mask, there was already blood slowly oozing out, and his breath became very weak.
Nan Bodhisattva's expression showed a smile, his eyes looked at the white-haired woman, and said slowly: "With all due respect, just because of you people, you want me to die...... It's not even close. β
The white-haired woman nodded slowly, took a step slowly, and said softly, "Since this is the case, then I have to work hard." β
Nan Bodhisattva's eyes couldn't help but reveal a trace of anger, and said, "I want to see what kind of ability you have." β
A hint of a smile appeared in the white-haired woman's expression, and with a slight movement of her right hand, a scimitar with the length of her middle finger appeared in her palm, like a silver fish bent over, emitting a cold silver light.
Nan Bodhisattva's gaze couldn't help but stare at him.
The white-haired woman's eyes looked at the three great generals, and said loudly, "Let's do it." β
The moment the words fell, the three gods would step out at the same time, and in an instant, the breaths of the three people were connected together, becoming extremely powerful, and the breaths between the three seemed to be fused together.
A smile appeared in Nan Bodhisattva's expression.
Suddenly, the body trembled, and the powerful momentum rose to the sky, the strong internal force seemed to be swept out by the river, strong and incomparable, and the huge phantom was as tall as a mountain, exuding an oppressive momentum, along with the stronger and stronger internal force, the phantom was becoming more and more real.
Nan Bodhisattva's eyes became extremely serious.
Looking at the four people in the main hall, their eyes were full of killing intent.
Suddenly.
The four of them, including the white-haired woman, shot at the same time, and the sound of chains sounded, only to see the chains in the hands of the three gods like poisonous snakes passing through the void, almost instantly, the three iron chains burrowed into the tall phantom like poisonous snakes.
The figure of the white-haired woman moved, and the speed was extremely fast.
Nan Bodhisattva's expression became extremely hideous, his hands continued to make complex mudras, and the strong internal force was continuously poured into the huge phantom.
All of a sudden.
The huge phantom moved in the air, and its thick arms swept out, carrying an unrivaled power.
The bodies of the three god generals moved quickly, and the iron chains with the thickness of their arms were already wrapped around the mountain-like phantom, as if to restrain their movements.
There was a hint of a smile on Nan Bodhisattva's expression.
Let out a long whistling sound.
The body suddenly straightened up, and the arms were raised, as if to encompass heaven and earth.
The next moment.
The phantom seemed to be resurrected, and his huge body moved, bursting out with fierce might, directly struggling the chains that bound him, pinching the seal with both hands, and killing the three god generals.
The expressions of the three god generals suddenly changed.
Black Knife.
Sword.
Golden gun.
At the same time, he struck at the tall phantom with a fierce might.
In a blink of an eye.
The solid shadow was like a piece of paper, and it kept shattering.
The powerful moves used by the three gods directly destroyed the phantom with ruthless moves.
Nan Bodhisattva's aura became disordered, and the momentum emanating from the whole person was like a broken bucket, and it was constantly dewing...... However, Nan Bodhisattva's expression became hideous.
At the moment when the shadow dissipates into heaven and earth.
Nan Bodhisattva's body rushed out.
- Vulcan Fury.
- Stacked Thunder Kill.
- Lightning Slash.
One after another afterimages appeared in mid-air, lingering for a long time, the speed of the Southern Bodhisattva was extremely fast, and in an indescribable short period of time, he used three powerful moves.
The three gods will fly backwards as if the leaves were falling in the autumn wind.
The smile in Nan Bodhisattva's expression became more and more hideous, looking at the three great god generals, above his hands, a strong momentum emanated, as if he could take the lives of the three god generals at any time.
"No one can stop me. β
Nan Bodhisattva said slowly.
With a movement of his right hand, he grabbed the throat of the golden-armored man.
Suddenly, Nan Bodhisattva's expression changed, and the whole person seemed to be about to fall into the trap and prey, and the hairs on his body stood up.
Boom β
In an instant, a powerful momentum swept out of Nan Bodhisattva's body, like a violent tide swept in all directions, dazzling light emanated from his body, and heavy internal force condensed into an armor on his body.
The body of the Southern Bodhisattva rushed forward.
Desperately rushed forward.
He did not hesitate at all, and he was extremely determined.
A strong crisis appeared in his mind, making him feel as if he was standing on the edge of a cliff, and if he was not careful, he would fall into a place of eternal death.
Plop β
A dull voice rang out.
A human head rolled to the ground.
It was Nan Bodhisattva's head, his eyes wide open, and his expression was full of fear.
Maybe the speed of rushing out was too fast, the inertia was too great, and even if his head fell to the ground, Nan Bodhisattva's body still ran forward.
The white-haired woman appeared behind him.
Her expression was extremely cold, and she still held the scimitar in her right hand.
At this moment, the scimitar was incomparably smooth, without the slightest trace of blood.
But take a closer look.
There is a slight gap in the handle of the scimitar.
The white-haired woman moved her wrist and put away the scimitar.
"The damned deserve to die, it's just a matter of effort. β
The white-haired woman said slowly.
The three god generals all nodded slightly, but they didn't make a sound, and their eyes were full of respect.
"Send me the head of the Southern Bodhisattva to the South Mansion, I'm afraid there is a lot of activity in the South Mansion at the moment. β
The white-haired woman said slowly.
"Yesβ"
The three gods said in a deep voice.
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In the middle of the South Mansion.
In the face of the incomparably rapid Blizzard Army, there was no chaos in the Nanfu, on the contrary, an unprecedented cohesion broke out in the Nanfu, making it impossible for the Blizzard Army with outstanding combat effectiveness to enter the Nanfu for half a step.
Look at the Blizzard army that has retreated again.
Han Wenxu's expression was extremely calm, without the slightest hint of nervousness, he ordered someone to set up a chair, sat on it directly, closed his eyes, and looked extremely leisurely.
A long time has passed.
Han Wenxu opened his eyes, glanced at the sky, thought about it slightly, and said slowly: "It's almost time at this time." β
There was a hint of a smile on his face.
Han Wenxu stood up and said loudly: "Give me the twenty city-breaking crossbows I prepared, and shoot all the ten thousand crossbow arrows." β
(End of chapter)