Chapter 856: Captives (3)
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These two words, like a boulder of ten thousand catties, pressed on the hearts of all people.
Yao Kunwu, Lin Yuan, Fu Suixin gritted his teeth tightly, his heart seemed to be broken by a thousand blades, bleeding endlessly, and scars were everywhere.
Oh, yes...... Definitely not allowed...... After killing this flesh and blood mill in Qingcheng Mountain for two whole years, they all knew that the True Martial Realm had nothing to do, this was the last move of the other party, and the next thing was the earth-shattering blow of the storm.
Gather tens of millions of monks, and vow to open the western country of China.
Now, every single one of them is precious. Once he was willful, the western country was broken, Sichuan Province fell, and then the twin cities of Chongqing, and then ...... From the source of the Yangtze River, Huaxia ...... After the founding of the People's Republic of China, China, which has never been divided, will be pulled in half by the True Martial Arts Realm.
No one can bear the blame for this crime.
But...... The blood in their hearts is shouting, and the hairs are roaring.
His own elders watched as they were being tortured and killed in front of him, but he couldn't move! He wanted to turn all his energy and killing intent into fireflies and burn them completely in the final battle.
No one to speak, but no one to stand up.
"Third Elder ......" For a long time, the eldest disciple Yao Kunwu stood up, he couldn't control it anymore, his tears flowed, his voice was hoarse, like a son leaving his mother, kneeling on the ground, kowtowing a few times in the direction of the True Martial Realm, and hissing: "Junior...... His qualifications were not good, and he embarked on the path of cultivation at the age of thirty...... Along the way...... Thank you ......"
"You and the Great Elder, every day and every night, you have raised your orders to your disciples, placing high hopes on them, and the disciples have gone from refining qi to the late stage of foundation building step by step...... All...... Everything ......"
"Everything...... All the cultivation of the disciples today is thanks to the master......"
Before the words fell, he was already in tears.
A whimpering cry came from the mouth of the seven-foot man, and no one could see his face, only his back, twitching slightly.
The boy doesn't flick when he has tears, but he hasn't reached the sad place.
Seeing him crying, seeing him crying silently. On Qingcheng Mountain, there is no mourning at this moment, only hatred.
Hate...... My earth and your True Martial Realm have no grudges and no hatred, and you span an unknown number of light years, and you will set off this war of all worlds.
Hate...... You Liu Mingyang, you can kill and not be humiliated, abuse prisoners in front of tens of millions of people, and don't give all heroes a good time.
Hate...... At this moment, he has the intention to kill the thief, and he has no power to return to heaven.
Hate ...... too The son wants to raise but does not wait. How many years have been together day and night, and now heaven and man are separated forever.
"This group of mongrels ......" A handsome young man, who was only in the middle stage of Qi refining, couldn't help but shed tears at all. The spears in his hands were buzzing with his heart, and he roared in a low voice like a trapped beast: "I won't kill them all...... The western country is not called a big victory!"
"Even if Lao Tzu dies, he will gnaw off a piece of their meat!" On the other side, a bald middle-aged man, licking his lips, his chest rose and fell violently, and choked up: "Our hero, we can't die in vain!"
Liu Mingyang ......" I don't know how many people's eyes have seen each other.
Poisonous phase, Liu Mingyang. This name is now deeply rooted in everyone's hearts.
It's not fear, and it has nothing to do with the realm. It's a kind of angry crown, full of murderous intent at the railing.
Even if the realm is tens of millions apart, this breath can't help but be sent!
Yao Kunwu cried suppressedly, he knew very well that he couldn't lose his temper, otherwise, he would ...... I'm afraid that the monks of the entire Qingcheng Mountain can't help it. He is now the benchmark, what to do, he understands.
"Hahahaha!" At this moment, Liu Mingyang burst into laughter: "Why bother?"
"As long as you surrender, your master will be unharmed. ”
"This prime minister decrees: If all the relatives and friends of the captives, masters and apprentices surrender, this prime minister will not move a single hair of them!"
This sound pulled Yao Kunwu's heart out of boundless grief.
"The Sea Toad faction listened. He spoke in a hoarse voice, and although it was soft, it reached everyone's ears.
None of them got up, and all the remaining disciples of the Sea Toad Sect replied with great firmness, "Obey Senior Brother's orders!"
"Get up. Yao Kunwu seemed to have grown up completely in an instant, and with his order, everyone finally stood up. The Three Holy Views wanted to say something, but Xu Yangyi pursed his lips and stopped the other party.
In silence, Yao Kunwu stood in front of all the golden pills and hissed, "Bright sword." ”
"Brush, brush!" Hundreds of swords were unsheathed, and a cold light overflowed.
"To ...... Thank you for the ......"
The originally hard voice, under this sound, is like a boundless falling leaf, indescribable heartache, endless sorrow, and indescribable killing intent.
"Qiang!" all the Sea Toad Sect monks, holding their swords in both hands, bowed deeply in the direction of the old woman.
The old woman's eyes were bright, and the old tears were full of tears, as if she wanted to say something, but Liu Mingyang crushed the other party's jaw, and coldly looked at the hundreds of people on the opposite side and bowed collectively.
"Kill. ”
"Five knives to split the body. ”
Before the words fell, the old woman's body was thrown into the air, and then, five rays of light lit up together.
The light is dark, and the corpses are falling.
There was only a rain of blood left in the sky. All the people in the Sea Toad Sect, no one cried out loud, no one closed their eyes, they all stared at this scene, and looked at Liu Mingyang like a cannibal.
You...... Damn it!
If you don't die, how can you thank the world!
The scene was solemn, I don't know who it was, and I took the lead in kneeling on the ground. And then, on the entire mountain peak, the tide of human figures knelt down in unison, silently to the west.
It is not this person who kneels, but this kind of integrity that looks at death as home.
"Once the hardships have been encountered, there are few stars around. The mountains and rivers are broken and the wind is fluttering, and the life experience is ups and downs. Tears were about to fall in the eyes of the Three Holy Lords, and he looked hoarsely at the hundreds of Sea Toad Sects kneeling in front of him: "In the future, Heming Mountain is in one day, and Sea Toad Sect is in one day, and the old man swears." ”
Xu Yang looked at everything in front of him with a daze, his tears had dried up, turned into gasoline, and ignited the boundless killing intent in his heart: "Panic beachhead said panic, zero Ding Yang sighed zero ding." Since ancient times, no one has died, leaving Dan to take care of his sweat. ”
He looked at the other side, without hesitation, his heart was forbearance, torn off in blood, stood up, and arched his hand: "Fellow Daoists, go well." ”
This sentence, if Huang Zhong Da Lu, the voice is lonely, hiding the blur of flesh and blood.
With his voice, the other seven real people lined up in unison, took a deep breath, and looked perked, not like a farewell, but more like a congratulations.
"Everyone, let's go!"
"On this day next year, the old man will definitely tell you how to break the enemy in the first battle of Qingcheng Mountain!"
"Fellow Daoists...... Don't worry about it all the way, you wait for the will, we will definitely complete it!"
Before the words fell, Xu Yangyi raised his hand, and everyone shouted: "The sword is coming!!"
"Brush Lala ......" Qingcheng Mountain, in front of the Laojun Palace, the peach tree planted by Zhang Daoling himself rattled, and a green leaf flew out, divided into eight in mid-air, turned into eight peach swords, and fell into everyone's hands.
The eight real people looked at each other and laughed. Xu Yangyi laughed for a long time, slashed the palm of his hand, and blood instantly splashed all over the peachwood sword, and then gently let go of the sword.
But I saw that the wooden sword turned into a streamer of light and fell into the mountain mist below.
"This true person swears by this. He arched his hands and bowed to the sky, bleeding profusely, but he didn't care: "I can't wait to die, the country won't fall!!"
"Heaven and earth have righteousness, and miscellaneous manifolds. The Three Holy Masters smiled and sang: "Since ancient times, evil has not prevailed over good, today's Taoist ancestral court, I want to see how you can attack it!"
"The real person also swears that the real person will not die, and the country will not fall!" "The only one who dies." "We and the eight real people here swear that they will break the Great Jin Dynasty in Qingcheng Mountain!"
Eight people, but the voice resounded in the sky. On Qingcheng Mountain, everyone's eyes have just calmed down, and there are waves again.
Jin Dan made a vow.
They...... What is there to fear, and what is the reason to retreat?
No...... They, from the very beginning, never thought of backing down!
If you don't kill the real locusts, you will be ashamed of the heavens and the earth, and you will be ashamed of the martyrs!
"I, the eldest disciple of the Sanfeng faction, Yong Zhenzi, swear here, only the horse leather shroud is only!" A middle-aged man shouted: "The Sanfeng faction is here!
"Brush, brush!" Thousands of swords unsheathed at the same time behind him. There was no answer, only the sword sound represented their determination.
He seemed to have made a head, and then, countless branches, at this moment, raised the long sword in their hands in unison.
"The Danding faction swears here!" "The Quanzhen faction swears here!!" "The 12,000 people of the whole faction of the mixed yuan faction swear in the name of Laojun that they will not break the true martial arts and swear not to return to the mountain!!" "The Qingjing faction swears that they will avenge their senior brother! Kill all the true martial monks in the world!" "The Yunyang faction swears to defend the country to the death!"
"Qiang Qiang Qiang!" one after another sword light rushed straight into the sky, ten thousand swords came out of the sheath, and Qingcheng Mountain became a mountain of sharp swords.
That's not a sword.
What is raised is obsession, killing intent, and full of blood. It's a piece of Dan's heart.
At this moment, Qingcheng Mountain is united.
Even if he trapped the queen of Jin before, he had never been so united.
Liu Mingyang looked at the crowd on that side, and a touch of helplessness crossed his eyes, but then, he was immediately filled with murderous intent.
Can't wait......
Waiting before, I was waiting for myself to get married. But he knows very well that his own yuan baby ...... It's a pseudo-baby.
When he was married, he was so badly injured that he could hardly reach the point of a true primordial baby in this life. And...... Now is not the time to think about these at all, the queen of Jin is captured, once he is caught, the consequences are simply unimaginable!
I know that this will make the other party a mourning soldier, but this is the only way to mobilize the last morale of the True Martial Realm. He's already decided...... With this qi, he wants to fight to the death with Qingcheng Mountain.
At any cost, at any expense, at any hole card! regardless of anyone's life!
"Kill. He said coldly.
"Why be afraid?" As soon as his words fell, dozens of elders of the Taoist sect, the head of the sect, stepped out almost at the same time, and laughed: "It's just a death." ”
An old man looked at Qingcheng Mountain with satisfaction: "I saw them...... They...... Grown up......"
"It's a pity that Master can't accompany you......"
"He Daoyou, you are older than me, it is better for me to come first in such things. A young monk looked up to the sky and laughed, and stepped out, there was no trace of reluctance in his eyes, only relief: "The deputy head of this Chongxu faction, who dares to kill me?"
"The one who kills you is just a pawn in the True Martial Realm. Liu Mingyang sneered, raised his hand, and the knife flashed brightly.
There was no wailing, no begging for mercy, and dozens of people fell in unison in the midst of flesh and blood, without a trace of complaint.
"Grow up,......" an old man looked at Qingcheng Mountain with a smile: "Old man...... Death and ......"
Before the words fell, the sword flashed, and the head flew into the sky.
"Master!!" On Qingcheng Mountain, all the monks of the Jindan Sect gritted their teeth, looking at the flesh and blood scarlet hell in front of them, and the killing intent in their hearts was infinite.
"Master...... Go all the way!" All the monks of the Jindan Sect bowed in unison and said hoarsely.
Like an elegy for the soul, when the head of the family died under the shark's teeth, on Qingcheng Mountain, the voice of the Tao sounded.
"Master...... Go ...... well" "Senior Brother...... All the way well......" Second Elder...... The younger generation will avenge you!"