Chapter 3485: You're Done (Three Watches)

Chapter 3485: You're done

Blood, flowing from the torn throat, slid through the red blade and dripped to the ground.

Stretched, long, and tinged with a glare of red.

When Zhao Heng patted the blood stains on his body and looked over, he saw that Han Jian was firmly holding the hilt of the sword, and his expression was nervous, and the tip of his sword was against Lanno Arthur, the cracked throat, the blood gushing out, and the eyes that were gradually losing their vitality all showed that Principal West Point would not see the sun tomorrow, and no matter how he died, it was irreversible.

Confirming that Lanno's eyes disappeared in disbelief and his pupils were bright, Han Jian bit his lip and drew his sword violently, the red sword body swooped back, and a stream of blood spurted out of his throat, staining Han Jian's chest at close range, and then, Lanno Arthur's body shook slightly, and within a few seconds, he fell to the ground with a thud, and the gun also slid down!

Seeing the death hall of Lanno Arthur, Dawa Zhuoma and they all stopped their movements, and they all stared at the corpse on the ground with wide eyes, as if they didn't expect that a generation of names would die like this, let alone that he would die in the hands of a nobody, which was too difficult to accept, and it also made people feel cold, and the gray-clothed nun smelled the breath of the end of the road.

Although they are still holding the long sword, but the courage is slowly passing, don't say that they attack Zhao Heng, even if they have little confidence in self-preservation, Baden looked at the dead Lanno Arthur, shook his head lightly but didn't say anything, and then his eyes fell on Dawa Zhuoma's face, with a sense of disappointment, a trace of expectation, a line of pray: "Dawa, please stop!" ”

Dawa Zhuoma looked at Baden coldly, with a look of disdain and ridicule.

Han Jian turned to look at Zhao Heng who came up: "Heng Shao, are you okay?" ”

Zhao Heng raised a smile on his face, stood beside Han Jian and patted him on the shoulder, and then looked at Lan Noarthur, who had lost his life, although it was a pity that the latter died so early, he still had some value to be extracted, especially for the killing moves or accomplices of the Tibetan army, but Zhao Heng also knew that Han Jian was to save himself, so he did not show regret:

"Just in time! What about the others! ”

Han Jianheng confronted the remaining five or six gray-clothed nuns in front of Zhao Heng, as well as Dawa Zhuoma, who saw Lan Noarthur stop his hand, and after confirming that they would not immediately attack Zhao Heng, he squeezed out a sentence: "A reinforced group has surrounded the Potala Palace, and the lamas of the Buddha Palace have all been watched by Baigou Yu and Ye Changge, and only more than thirty murderers are stubbornly resisting!" ”

He ignored the blood on his body: "When Gong Mingyue mobilized troops to eliminate them, everyone was worried that you were in danger alone, so they asked me to come around from the other side, fortunately I came in time, otherwise Heng Shao was shot by the enemy, and I am afraid that I will die without redemption!" Heng Shao rest assured, the entire Buddha Palace has almost fallen under our control, and the turmoil under the mountain has gradually subsided! ”

"By tonight at the latest, the Tibetan city will be calm on the surface!"

When Zhao Heng nodded lightly, Han Jian also added: "The Du family sisters also arrived safely at the foot of the mountain, Baden's cronies did not embarrass them, on the contrary, they also provided us with a list, informing us that this is a list of powerful people involved in the turmoil, and the Ministry of Security has dispatched to arrest them, Du Ziyan originally wanted to come up, but Uncle Lu was worried about her safety and didn't let her move!" ”

"Hearing the turmoil in Tibet, the brothers are here, one more person has more strength!"

Han Jian reported to Zhao Heng: "They are dealing with the remnants of the enemy, and they will arrive at the Red Palace soon!" ”

Zhao Heng smiled when he heard this: "Very good!" ”

Then, he set his eyes on Dawa Zhuoma again, and his voice carried a majesty: "Master Baoshu, not only have your plans failed, but you also have no way out, the army has surrounded the entire Buddha Palace, and the remaining murderers have become corpses under the swords and guns, and it is impossible for your remaining disciples to block my soldiers, even the seed player Ma Xiaoling has fallen into my hands!" ”

Zhao Heng hit Dawa Zhuoma: "You don't have too many chips to fight at all, I will go all out, you can't stop it for a round, for the sake of you being a friend of the Living Buddha of Baden, I am willing to give you a way out, as long as you point out all the rest of the accomplices and confess your deployment against the Tibetan troops, I will let you die of old age in the Potala Palace!" ”

He threw out an olive branch: "It is impossible for the two of them to live together tomorrow, but you and Baden spend the rest of your life in the Buddha Palace, Zhao Heng can still call the shots, and saving a catastrophe in Tibetan City can be regarded as accumulating virtue for you and your descendants, no matter what historical grievances you have in the past, this is the place where you were born and grew up after all, can you bear to watch it ruined?" ”

"If you have to go all the way to the end, I don't care, it's enough to bury you and your disciples and grandchildren!"

Baden also looked at Dawa Zhuoma, with a sad and expectant face: "Stop!" Don't be obsessed anymore, turn back! ”

At this time, there were already a lot of footsteps in the hall, and dozens of lamas and Hengmen disciples poured in, and everyone could see that Dawa Zhuoma and they were gone, but Dawa Zhuoma didn't care about the current situation, and let out a string of laughs: "Stop? Baden, you told me to stop? Do you think I will be like you, a lackey of the imperial court and kept in captivity in the Buddha Palace? ”

"For scrutiny? For mercy? ”

Dawa Zhuoma straightened his body slightly, looked at Baden coldly, and said: "No, I will never be a lackey of the court, I am a human being, I want to live against the sky, didn't you keep saying that thousands of lights are on just now?" Isn't it shouting that a family reunion is the happiest? Actually, I also think about a family reunion, Baden, you and I can't be together! ”

"Just let me go find my dead family!"

"Dawa-"

When Baden's face changed Zhao Heng's brows, Dawa Zhuoma had already waved his left hand, and a steel wire burst out, entangled a pillar and rose up, and in the next second, she fell into the lama guarding the door, with a twist of her wrist, a sword swung out, this sword made the clouds flow, Huo Ran flew out, the two lamas shouted, dodged quickly, and waved their knives to block.

"Dangdang!"

Dawa Zhuoma's sword seems to be casual with the wind but extremely sharp and tricky, two of them in a grid, the long sword Huo Ran bounced upside down, swept over the shoulders of the two, blood burst out, when the two of them snorted back, Dawa Zhuoma ran to the window, several lamas subconsciously stopped, waiting, Dawa Zhuoma's feet shook, and actually rushed out to the open door of the cave.

During this time, she also stuffed two pills into her mouth, which was really unexpected.

According to everyone's thoughts, even if Dawa Zhuoma has the ability to reach the sky, she will definitely not be able to resist so many people this time, not to mention that she has been injured by Zhao Heng, and her energy has been consumed a lot, if Dawa Zhuoma wants to run away, she can only jump out of the window and jump out of this hall, she can leave with the complicated terrain, and there are countless lamas at the entrance of the hall, how can she give up the easy and difficult?

But at this time, everyone present couldn't think too much, the lama and the elite of the Zhao clan saw that Zhao Heng had killed, and they cheered again and again in an instant, at least seven knives were stabbed out at that moment, and three wooden sticks were stabbed, although the lama and the elite of the Zhao clan were not in the same way, but this joint attack still had a tacit understanding, and the wind was loud, and the knives and sticks had locked Dawa Zhuoma in all directions.

"Kill!"

Dawa Zhuoma roared angrily, waved the long sword and fell, and as soon as he made a move, he had already cut off two wooden sticks, and also split two sabers with his remaining strength, this long sword was much sharper and harder than the crutches.

"Whoosh!"

At that moment, a third stick approached the top of her head.

The cold wind blew on her face, reflecting Dawa Zhuoma's face as white as paper, she couldn't avoid it, Dawa Zhuoma's sword tip flicked, and flicked it at the end of the wooden stick, and the wooden stick suddenly swept out sideways, and the two Zhao elites on the side were caught off guard, and their chests were swept fiercely, and in the screams, the two rolled out, making the stick man stunned, and he didn't want to hurt his companions by mistake.

Before he could react, Dawa Zhuoma had already killed in front of him, and a breeze passed through him, causing the stick man to freeze on the spot, but Dawa Zhuoma had already passed by, and then, he saw that the lama's body was broken in two, and then fell heavily to the ground, and the dying and struggling Dawa Zhuoma, the swordsmanship was as fast as a light wind, as fast as lightning.

Eight steps forward, kill six people.

There are a lot of people surrounded by Dawa Zhuoma in front of and behind him, these people are one after another, although they are shocked that Dawa Zhuoma still has strong combat power, but there is only one thought in his heart, that is, to trap the latter, and she must not be allowed to escape, when they are fighting to the death, Zhao Heng is picking up the remaining nuns who rushed over one by one, each of them is seriously injured, and there is no death.

"It's blocked, can't let her run, catch it alive!"

Zhao Heng shook his saber to disperse the blood, and then shouted to the people who poured into the hall, as his order was issued, more people rushed to Dawa Zhuoma, Baden's originally painful face, hearing Zhao Heng say that the word living was scattered a lot, his mouth shook twice and wanted to persuade Dawa to surrender, but when he saw the latter who killed the red eye, he finally swallowed the words back.

Zhao Heng also took the phone from Han Jian's hand, asking Gong Mingyue to stop the Tibetan troops from entering the city, and also told the Dalian troops who had set up martial law to evacuate immediately and move to the rest of the non-essential road sections for martial law, and at the same time, he asked the Ministry of Security to immediately track down the possible crisis in the Tibetan city.

Among them, the captured murderer serves as a breakthrough!

When Zhao Heng issued a series of instructions, Dawa Zhuoma was being pressed back from the gate, although more than ten people were injured in a row, but he found that the shape shì still did not improve, and the crowd tactics made it difficult for her to get out, seeing that more Zhao elites were about to arrive, Dawa Zhuoma snorted, the steel wire flashed, wrapped around a pillar, jumped up, and wanted to jump over the top of everyone's heads.

But as soon as she bounced up, she heard the whirring sound endlessly, Dawa Zhuoma's face changed, and she fell suddenly, only to see several crossbow arrows shot above her head, she was so slow for half a minute, she was afraid that she would be shot in the back by the crossbow arrows, and as soon as she landed, six long sticks stabbed over, Baden looked at the struggling Dawa, and shouted loudly: "Dawa, stop." ”

"I'd rather die, not give in!"

Dawa Zhuoma shouted in a low voice, and then jumped up biting his pale lips, a wooden stick on his toes, and before he could rise into the air again, the two wooden sticks had already pointed to her back, Dawa Zhuoma slashed with his backhand, directly cut off the two wooden sticks, and then connected his toes, stepped on the top of the heads of the lama and the elite of the Zhao family, jumped out, and landed in the open window of the cave.

She was able to break out of the siege under such a siege.

The besieging lama and the elite of the Zhao clan were slightly stunned, but they did not hesitate to turn around and pursue, Dawa Zhuoma sneered, and was about to jump out of the window when he heard a sneer, a quaint knife stabbed out of the window, stabbing Dawa Zhuoma's ribs, the latter's face changed slightly, I don't want there to be an ambush here, the knife stabbed extremely fast, extremely ruthless. Extremely tricky.

Compared with the lamas who were besieging him, he was at least twice as smart.

Dawa Zhuoma ran with all his might, his body had leaned forward out of the window, and he didn't have time to dodge, so he could only shout a sentence in a coquettish voice, the long sword fell, this block, the fire splashed, Dawa only felt that his whole body trembled and his arms trembled, but life and death were at stake, so he could only turn his wrist and bounce the opponent's weapon away, but the opponent then punched her, but it hit her in the abdomen.

The fist may not have been fatal, but she was forced to go back,

Dawa fell on the floor of the main hall, jumped up when the lama rushed to the back, wanted to fight again, but spurted out a mouthful of blood, fell back to the ground, could not get up for a while, the knife, that punch scattered her will, the wound of the blow cracked, a pale young man jumped in from the window, wiped the blood on his mouth, and coldly three words:

"You're done!"

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