Chapter 407: Bloodshed
In the middle of Drifting Snow City is an ancient .lā
The ancient battlefield was covered with snow, melting the snow under the rays of the sun, and exuding a rich and pure ancient atmosphere. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info
However, on top of the originally picturesque snow, there is incomparably bright blood at this moment.
Just when everyone gathered here, they saw more than a dozen iron pillars on the battle platform.
Those stout iron pillars were tied to a dozen warriors covered in blood.
This group of warriors was captured by the Mu Xing Emperor Dynasty, and they are now tied up here like beasts for thousands of people to humiliate.
There were also hundreds of joking warriors on the battle platform, among which there were a few warriors of the Mu Xing Emperor Dynasty, and more were lackeys of the Mu Xing Dynasty .
"Little Emperor, this group of people is very tough, they refuse to beg for mercy, it is better to kill them all, and it will save more trouble. ”
I saw a hook-nosed man respectfully say to a young man wearing a golden dragon suit in front of him.
There are clear hierarchies in the Mu Xing Emperor Dynasty, and they can be roughly divided into.
Respect for martial arts can be crowned kings, there are saints can be crowned emperors, as for the emperor, there is only one.
Since this person is called the little emperor, then there is also a holy existence among the ancestors of this man in Mu Xing.
This little emperor's name is Han Cheng, and his ancestor is a general in Emperor Mu Xing's court, with some saint blood, and he also has a lot of status in the team.
This time, the matter of Drifting Snow City is that he is managing.
"What's the hurry, maybe some miscellaneous fish can't help but make a move? Isn't it more interesting, and isn't it interesting to listen to those people screaming?"
The little emperor Han Cheng shook the folding fan, and a playful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
The hook-nosed man's heart also trembled fiercely, and he had experienced the ruthlessness of this little emperor in the past few days.
"Emperor Mu Xing, you'd better kill us, otherwise let me catch the opportunity and let you taste ten times the humiliation of today. ”
The dozen or so tied warriors roared, their pupils blood-red.
Such humiliation, ridiculed by tens of thousands of people, they couldn't bear it, but at this moment they didn't even have a chance to commit suicide.
Hearing this, Han Cheng smiled and said, "It's not easy to find death, as long as you kowtow and beg for death, I can fulfill you." ”
And when the words fell, the corners of the mouths of those warriors under the battle platform twitched fiercely, this Han Cheng said too ruthlessly.
This group of people are all the Tianjiao of the younger generation of major forces, and it is easy to kill them, but kowtowing and confessing their sins is humiliating.
Sure enough, none of the people in that group kowtowed, their faces were twisted and hideous, and their scarlet gaze seemed to devour Han Cheng.
Han Cheng shook his head, and then several warriors in bloody clothes walked over with a sinister smile.
"It's a blood worm, enjoy it. ”
Dozens of blood-red and wriggling insects appeared in the palms of those blood-clothed warriors, and when they were placed behind the surface of the dozen or so people, they could be seen frantically devouring the blood.
With the screams of the dozen or so people, the scalps of those warriors under the battle platform were numb.
Soon, the group looked like they were shriveled, and the blood worms swelled up quickly.
Everyone looked at this cruel scene with a surge of anger, no matter how they fought, it was extremely rare to use this kind of humiliation and torture.
But no one dared to come forward to speak, because the Mu Xing Emperor Dynasty was too powerful.
"This group of warriors of the Bloody Clothes Sect is more and more unscrupulous when they cling to the Mu Xing Emperor Dynasty. ”
"The Bloody Clothes Gate is already cruel, and now it is hooked up with the Mu Xing Emperor Dynasty, who would dare to deal with them with this backer?"
In the face of the cruelty of the Bloody Clothes Gate, everyone shook their heads very weakly.
And in the remote corner of the battle platform, there were more than a dozen powerful warriors with iron faces, clenched into fists.
"Are we just going to watch the Bloody Clothes Gate humiliate them like this?" someone shuddered, and a terrible sound was heard between the finger bones.
"With our strength, we are fighting hard with pebbles, and there is no chance of winning. ”
Someone shook their head.
"Wait, maybe there will be a powerful force to help. ”
Those people were indifferent.
In fact, they knew who would come to the rescue of Drifting Snow City.
Now, the top powerhouses of several major sects are overwhelmed.
At this time, the miserable roar on the battle platform was unconscious, and the group of blood-clothed warriors took a special blood-red elixir for those people when they couldn't hold on.
Cycle upon cycle.
Time passed, and in the blink of an eye, the afterglow of the setting sun fell.
"That's all for today, let's kill the fiercest ones first. ”
Han Cheng said lightly, as if what was in front of him was just some ants.
Then the Bloody Cloth Sect warrior's palm swept away, and a blood-red sword light suddenly descended, slashing out at several people with an extremely cruel attitude.
However, just as the sword light was about to fall, the terrifying wind in the void tore through the air, smashing those sword lights to pieces.
"Who came to Drifting Snow City to die?"
Han Cheng's gaze suddenly froze, looking at the galloping figure in the distance, with a deep interest in his eyes.
Today, is there finally a long-eyed person who is looking for death?
"Today, Drifting Snow City will be your place of blood. ”
With that cold voice, a fiery red brilliant light burst out, but it immediately exploded on the battle platform, and suddenly countless waves of fire swallowed the battle platform.
Several blood-clothed warriors were wrapped in it, and then I saw several lifeless corpses fall to the ground.
The hustle and bustle of the battle platform suddenly fell silent because of this terrifying attack, and countless eyes looked at the figure that suddenly appeared.
On top of a huge strange beast pet, there is a seemingly small but extremely dazzling figure.
"6 peaks are you, I didn't expect you to come to die. ”
Han Cheng immediately recognized the person's identity.
Greed immediately appeared in his eyes, and that big bow must have been this person's supreme divine weapon.
Even with his identity, he was categorically unable to obtain a supreme-level divine weapon in the True Martial Realm.
"It's that 6 peaks, he came to Drifting Snow City single-handedly, does he have any basis for fighting?"
The square was suddenly filled with a burst of exclamations.
At this time, with the appearance of the 6 peaks, there was a Taoist figure on the square staring at the 6 peaks with cold eyes, and immediately the majestic true yuan surged, waiting for the order of the little emperor.
"Senior Brother 6 Feng, you hurry up, don't put yourself in it for us, these people are not something you can solve. ”
A woman's voice came from the dozen or so stone pillars.
The face of the handsome, blood-covered head can still be faintly seen.
This is Shangguan Hanshuang, the president of the Kunxue Society, and has had several encounters with the 6 peaks.
"As I said, this Drifting Snow City will be their place of blood today. ”
Seeing Shangguan Hanshuang's tortured look, 6 Feng's eyes gradually became cold.
"Hehe, you're quite confident, but you and that beast alone can save people?"
Han Cheng said with a smile.
The smile was as terrifying as a cold poisonous snake.
"Then you can try to see if I can save people today. ”
6 Peaks held the sunset bow, and the Dao Dao was surging above the bowstring.
"Who wants to test his abilities?"
Han Cheng squinted his eyes, but he didn't try it himself.
Since this person was able to kill Mu Feng, his strength must not be weak, and Gu Da 6 has been open for a while, this kind of demon will not be without the slightest progress.
He was ruthless, but he was extremely wise.
When Han Cheng's voice fell, more than a dozen Bloody Cloth Sect martial artists shouted in unison: "A small True Martial Realm, I will solve him with the Bloody Cloth Sect." ”
More than a dozen figures of True Yuan surged, and the blood-colored brilliance flowed in the palm, and it swept towards the 6th peak like thunder.
"Today, Drifting Snow City will be completely bloody!"
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