Yu Hengjun is right, whether he wins or loses, it is impossible for him to make Shui Wujun live as smoothly as before. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

He wants to delay, and the longer he drags on, the more real Yu Hengjun's loss of power will seem.

Shui Wu immediately made up his mind to kill several of Yu Hengjun's usual favorite ministers, and also let others see his methods, and the people who followed him probably felt that they were betting more and more on the right treasure!

The two armies were still facing each other in front of the battle, and Shui Wu felt that the news of Yuheng's loss of power had been revealed, so he simply came to the front of the battle and gave the order to move forward. The lost land of the Celestial Realm must be recaptured without falling a single step.

The striker who accompanied him was promoted by him a thousand years ago, and he left behind all those who had been associated with Qi Jin in the rear. He couldn't trust the crowd.

Shen Buxian had expected that Shuiwujun would arrange it like this, and when the banner was waved, Shen Buxian smiled: "He is a smart person, if he doesn't fancy Yuheng, he won't be able to end up today." ”

As the flags of the two sides waved, the two armies were already fighting, and Shen Buxian made a mouth shape at Shui Wu from afar, which was "Red Pine", Shui Wu looked at it, his eyes narrowed, and then his eyes widened.

"Lost."

Although Shui Wujun put all the people who were related to Qi Jin in the rear, he still did not feel at ease, and it was Chi Song who stayed in the rear.

Since Shen Buxian guessed it, then he must have lost.

At this moment, he didn't want to ask how Shen Buxian solved Chisong. How to outdo him.

Shui Wu clenched the gentleman in his hand, and his eyebrows were blank.

"Today, we are fighting for glory, although we die, we will not stop!"

As soon as Shui Wu's voice fell, he rushed into the crowd, with a sword on the left and a sword on the right, and his morale was greatly boosted.

It's just that although there are few people on Shen Buxian's side, they are all elite soldiers, advancing meter by meter.

Shuiwu's army retreated little by little, until, bumped into reinforcements in the rear.

"Why are you here?" The reinforcement generals in the rear said loudly.

"To quell the rebellion!"

The soldiers thought that this was to boost morale, so the reply was deafening!

"Not bad! We are here to quell the rebellion. So who is the rebellion? Ten thousand years ago, the people led by Gu Yue launched a rebellion, and today, we want to welcome back the original master of the Heavenly Realm! Welcome back to the Celestial General! ”

The soldiers who were fighting had no idea what to do, and they barely knew how to lift their weapons.

"Eight kings of cholera, the sin of Feier! Put down your arms and capture the watery ones with great merit! ”

Some people are confused, and some people have reacted, the soldiers under the rule of Shui Wu have already defected, in the final analysis, they are just soldiers. At this point, it is only merit and peace to be sought!

The soldiers closest to Shui Wu were the first to attack, but they asked Shui Wu to cut off his head with a sword. There was a flash of golden light in the air, and the soldier disappeared into invisibility.

Yes, the death of the gods is a gust of light and a gust of wind, a permanent disappearance, nothing at all.

He was relieved. The culprit was Gu Yue, there was no Jade Heng among the Eight Monarchs at that time, and it was not Jade Heng that was going to be captured now.

Dying on the battlefield is his best choice and ending, and it is also the only way to die, he has no power to return, and this is all he can do.

People kept rushing up and trying to capture him, but they were afraid that they would be captured alive, so they were afraid of seriously injuring him. But he gave Shuiwu the upper hand.

Shui Wu kept killing his own soldiers, and finally made his soldiers in the recent Zhou Dynasty murderous, the soldiers were all wolves, not sheep, and finally someone pierced his spear on him before dying. A real penetration of the head on the left shoulder.

Shui Wu's face was unwavering, and although he was seriously injured like this, he was still killing.

With the water turnip as the center of the circle, it is a huge encirclement.

No one spoke, only the killing shouts of the people in front of the water broke through the sky. The sound of Bing Ge's sword could be heard in the distance.

First a spear, then a command, then a sword, then a sword.

Shui Wujun finally left a lot of weapons on his body, no one shouted to stop, and Shui Wu himself would not be captured, but he kept killing, but since he was shot again, he finally began to go south.

Over there, there is the Wuwu Palace.

He was slashed on the back, stabbed again, and his movements were already extremely slow, and everyone around him was watching him nervously, afraid that he would burst out.

Shui Wujun couldn't escape, but he insisted on walking towards the south very slowly, until someone behind him shouted and stabbed him in the calf with a spear, and then he dragged the stump leg and moved little by little.

After walking slowly for five steps, he stabbed the right kneecap with a shot, and Shui Wu held the gentleman's sword with both hands, unable to move anymore.

He will never be able to return to the palace again, never again.

He held his breath, what he was for, for whom he may have been clear a long time ago, maybe it was clear at this moment.

Gentleman's sword, gentleman's sword.

The gentleman's sword that Shui Wu Jun inserted on the ground is tough and straight, just like Shui Wu himself.

He couldn't walk, he could only look south.

"Die in battle, don't surrender ......" Shui Wujun's last words in this world turned out to be these four words.

Perhaps it was his arrogance and arrogance that spurred the defecting soldiers, and some stabbed him in the chest, and others followed.

Shui Wujun turned into a golden light, a breeze, except for the gentleman's sword inserted in the ground, and the blood that he had just dripped from, there was nothing.

Jade Heng. Jade Heng. A gentleman should be like a jade.

Yu Heng will never know where Shui Wu died.

Shui Wu died on the way back.

There was silence on the battlefield for a long time. The Gentleman's Sword refined the sword spirit in a strong buzzing sound, and the sword spirit came out of the air, sweeping the surrounding people who wanted to investigate and pull it out with sword qi.

"The family is scattered and the family is paid for it, and the sword is left to answer the grace of the king."

Junzi Jian sighed and spun in place for a week.

Everyone was going to fly back to the palace to find the man who answered the king's grace for his master.

It spun and fell into the Nether.

After all, no one even knows what Shui Wujun is thinking about at the end.

A war of the ages came to an end so casually.

"You sing it, I'll be on the stage, ......"

No one could have imagined that victory would come so quickly and so easily.

Shen Buxian held Fu Huiniang's hand and calmed her mind.

"This is a good card, can it be repaid?"

Fu Huiniang was still immersed in the shock that Shui Wujun gave her, "Let's not let Yuhengjun die, will it be ......?"

She whispered almost pleading, and Shen smiled without harm. "Okay, Shuiwu-kun has already paved the way for him, so he doesn't have to die. But I think that he is not necessarily more comfortable alive than dead. ”

Yu Hengjun is in the palace, and he doesn't know where the outside things have progressed, let alone the spring and autumn of the years.

But an inexplicable palpitation lingered around Yu Heng, making him sigh at a loss.

"Is that you? Water turnips? ”