Chapter Eighty-Eight: Revenge

At dusk, a black curtain was covered, and under the darkening night, two figures stood at the gate of Yu's castle, waiting anxiously.

"Sir, it's getting late, let's come back another day!"

The servant clenched his fists and said, unwilling to wait any longer, his face full of anger and displeasure.

In his view, the head of a county should welcome him and worship him as a guest, but until now, no one has welcomed him, which is a big disrespect.

"Wait!"

Chun Shenjun's complexion was also a little ugly.

Since he was a child, he has never done anything like sticking a hot face to a cold buttocks, and he is known as a disciple of Wu Baiyan, the left minister, no matter where he goes, he is a guest.

Even if you go to the palace, you have a place and are reused by the king of Chu.

The servant kept his mouth shut and stood aside, and he still understood the truth that if he said too much, he would lose.

Time passed, the bright moonlight hung on the treetops, and the mist rose, as if everything in the world had fallen into a deep sleep.

The gate of Yu's castle is still closed.

"Let's go!"

Chun Shenjun couldn't hold his breath and didn't plan to continue waiting, so after saying in a cold voice, he flicked his sleeves and walked into the carriage.

The servant hurried to harness the carriage, galloped through the night, and departed in disgrace.

"Hey, can't you just wait?"

On the city tower, Luo Feijian hid in the shadows, witnessed Chun Shenjun leaving, shook his head and said, his face was a little regretful.

In this life, there is only one choice and only one opportunity.

At this time, the distance is only three quarters of an hour.

"That's fate!"

Luo Feijian sighed, his figure flickered and disappeared.

A few minutes later, Yu Sheng received the news of Chun Shenjun's departure, was silent for a moment, and said in a cold voice: "He is worthless!"

The empty void, the figure longing.

Several black-robed figures broke through the air, chased the carriage in the distance, and disappeared into the night.

He was kind.

It's just that this world is too dark.

In the game of power, you must learn to be ruthless, and only in this way can you survive to the end and sit on the throne.

............

Two days later.

Xiang Yu led the eight thousand princes' younger soldiers to return.

On that day, the rest of his life held a banquet to entertain the soldiers of the expedition.

During this period, Chonglou, who was obsessed with martial arts, and Xiang Yu, who was obsessed with martial arts, after drinking a few glasses of wine, was still in the sky to have a fight, regardless of victory or defeat.

The terrifying atmosphere, the mysterious moves, and the domineering declaration pushed the atmosphere to a climax, and everyone was shouting, with respectful faces.

............

Five days later, Yu Sheng personally led the army to Wumen.

At the same time, the left protector thousands of miles away also led the disciples of the Demon Sect to the Heavenly Star Pass.

One by one, flying pigeons, at the fastest speed, spread the news throughout the Chu country, and everyone knew that the final decisive battle was coming.

"The younger brother of the prince is coming!"

Wu Kui sighed, the strength of the younger brother of the prince of Ba, he had already heard that he could defeat the army of Shen Xi, how could such a powerful army resist?

The continuous battles caused the Wumen to suffer heavy losses, with only five Saint Realm elders, more than a dozen innate beings, and more than three hundred disciples.

With such strength, I am afraid that a charge by the younger brother of the prince will be completely wiped out.

"Here ......

The third elder Liu Sheng raised his head, his eyes looked into the distance, frightened, trembling all over, and his face was bloodless.

In addition to him, there were three elders in the main hall, namely Elder Xiao Fengyue, Elder of the Hidden Scripture Pavilion Wang Taichong, and Ten Elder Yuan Hong!

The eyes of the three elders also turned to the outside of the main hall, and their hearts were full of coldness.

They sensed that an earth-shattering aura was approaching rapidly, shaking the sky, and there was even a shadow of a gun, as if it was about to poke a hole in the sky.

"Wumen, this young master is here again!"

In less than half an hour, the younger soldiers of the prince came to the foot of Wushan, the soldiers were sharp, and the soldiers were fierce and sharp.

The rest of his life was surrounded by the army, looking at Wushan Mountain, which had disappeared into the clouds, thinking of the humiliating experience four months ago, and the earth-shattering killing intent broke out.

From a political point of view, it is more advantageous to attack Tianxing Pass.

But he still came to Wumen.

Not for anything else, but for revenge and blood hatred.

A gentleman takes revenge, ten years is not too late!

"Young Master Yu, is there really no room for relief?"

Wu Kui led the Wumen disciples to fly down from the mountain, clenched his fists and said, his stiff face squeezed out a trace of an ugly smile.

Yu Sheng didn't speak, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, looking at Yuan Hong, the tenth elder beside Wu Kui.

"Yes...... How are you?"

Yuan Hong was so frightened that he collapsed to the ground, unable to believe it.

"It's rare that you still know me!"

The rest of his life was indifferent, and the terrifying killing machine appeared, piercing through the void.

On his side, Xiang Yu and Chonglou's faces sank, and the strength of the peak of the Holy Realm broke through and shrouded Yuan Hong.

The younger brother of the Eight Thousand Tyrant Princes, holding a spear and having no emotion on his face, looked up at Yuan Hong who was slumped to the ground.

Rumble!

In an instant, the monstrous atmosphere rushed into the sky, and the sky was full of blood.

A river of blood that seemed to reach the sky and the earth and crossed the sky appeared, roaring with rolling blood waves, and endless killing machines rushed out, making people feel heartbroken.

"Don't, don't kill me!"

"Lord Yu, you have a lot of them, go around me. ”

"I was blind at the beginning, and I took the liberty of adulthood, and I will kowtow to you......"

Yuan Hong is also a coward, kneeling on the ground, constantly kowtowing, and his heart is scared to the extreme.

"What the hell is going on?"

Wu Kui's eyes froze, he reached out and grabbed Yuan Hong, and asked angrily.

"Five...... Fifth Elder, do you remember the person who inspired the Eight Zhang's Spiritual Qi Pillar at the beginning, but the dantian was shattered......?

Wu Kui instantly changed color, his eyes turned dark, and deep in his heart, he suddenly became desperate.

At the beginning, he also made a special inquiry and knew that his limbs were abolished for the rest of his life, but because it was a waste body, he ignored it and ignored it.

But now it seems, that's rubbish!

It is clearly a world-famous celestial pride, if it can be recruited into the sect, maybe the Chu State will be a witch sect.

Endless remorse filled Wu Kui's heart.

"Kill!"

"He, cut off limbs, feed the wolf!"

Yu Sheng ordered, pointing at Yuan Hong, his face cold.

The younger soldier of the Eight Thousand Tyrant Prince suddenly stabbed the spear in his hand.

The incomparable edge reflects the void, the blood-colored divine light bursts out, and the momentum of the army is united, like the roar of gods and demons, destroying everything.

Bang!

Before Wu Kui could react, he saw the blood-colored spear attack.

He didn't hesitate, his aura worked, and he launched a counterattack, a sword stabbed out, and slammed into the spear.

With a loud earth-shattering sound, Wu Kui's face turned pale, and his body flew sideways suddenly, hitting Wu Mountain and falling into it.

Thundered!

The soldiers of the prince attacked indifferently, and they all took a step forward, one after another full of murderous will rushed to the sky, and shot a bloody spear, stabbing towards the disciples of the Wumen.

There was no accident, and more than 300 disciples were all stabbed, and the huge inertia hung their bodies on the mountain.

"Kill!"

Xiang Yu and Chonglou made a move, like an eagle catching a chicken, and easily defeated the four Saint Realm Elders.

Among them, Liu Sheng, Wang Taichong, and Xiao Fengyue were directly killed and exploded into a cloud of blood mist.

"Get on your knees!"

Xiang Yu held Yuan Hong and knelt under the rest of his horse, his body was covered with blood, the dantian had been abolished, and his limbs had been cut off.

"Whew~"

The two younger soldiers of the prince of tyrants, leading a blood wolf, came to Yuan Hong.

"No...... No...... Kill me, kill me directly. ”

Yuan Hong wailed, like a fierce beast trapped in a cage, struggling violently, but to no avail.

The screams, the howls of wolves, echoed through the void.