Chapter 26: Let Him Have It
As far as the eye can see, the entire north city wall is full of blue-faced ghosts dressed in red, with red scarves tied on their heads, and they are too tall. β‘Literatureβ‘"Although the ghost-headed knife in the arms of the powerful ghost is no longer sharp, it has brown markings full of human blood, but the blood marks on the body that are like house leaks snaking down the blade of the knife can make people shudder more than the dazzling cold light.
The prison officer sitting in the middle of the execution platform shouted in a deep voice: "The hour has come, the execution!" β
Where the sound fell, hundreds of ghost-headed knives suddenly flew out, and the knives turned into an invisible cold wind in mid-air, and the nearest Long Xiangwei only felt a gust of cold wind blowing, and his body involuntarily collapsed to the ground, but the human head was held in the air by the invisible cold wind, and he flew towards the torture platform with a spin.
Seeing that the human head was close to the execution platform, hundreds of powerful ghosts reached out at the same time, and grabbed the handle of the ghost head knife out of thin air, and the blood-soaked human head was being held on the wide knife. The ghost raised the knife slightly, and the sergeant's head slowly slid down the head of the knife to the hilt, rolling down into the claws of the ghost, and the dripping blood that had not yet cooled down was still dripping down the blade.
"Don't be afraid!" Sun Qianhu's roar was like a tiger roaring in the clouds, and the deafness pulled back thousands of soldiers who were in fear: "You are the elite soldiers of the imperial court, blessed by the luck of the imperial court, protected by the soul of the army, and invincible to all evils, so why be afraid of evil ghosts." Don't think about anything, don't be afraid of anything, raise the military flag, take the sword, and follow me to punish the evil! β
"Wow!" Thousands of dragon guards roared angrily, angry and angry. The Flying Tiger Banner was infected by the military might, and the phantom of the winged tiger on the flag came out of the flag, entrenched above the head of the army and bent over and roared.
"Keep the execution!" The executioner's ghost-headed knife flew out again.
"Raise your shield!" Long Xiangwei half-crouched in front of him, and his body curled up to hide his head and neck in the shield.
The second team of dragon guards took a step forward and stood behind their companions, raising their shields above their chests, and the lower edge of the shield staggered with the front shields to form a shield wall.
The third team, Long Xiangjun, raised their shields above the top with both hands to connect with the front team again. The fourth and fifth teams also followed, and in less than two breaths, they formed a huge hemispherical iron fortress, protecting King Wei in the middle.
Between the lightning and flint, the fake Liu suddenly roared angrily: "That can't stop the ghost, shout military might!" Shout military might! β
Before the fake Liu's voice fell, Sun Qianhu had already reacted. Ghosts are no better than human bodies, formless, substantial, and pervasive, and can even turn into phantoms after passing through the walls and then turning into reality, and ordinary shield arrays simply block ghosts.
"Royal!" Sun Qianhu shouted angrily, and the true qi around his body was released, like water, the true qi overflowed out of the shield array along the gap in the shield, forming a huge air shield to protect the shield array in the middle. In an instant, the ghost knife roared, and under the simultaneous slashing of thousands of sword shadows, the shield array sparks flashed, splashing bursts of red light in the dark night.
Mei Xin'er was stunned and muttered to herself: "It's so powerful, is this the power of the Earth Demon Master?" β
"He can't stop it for long!" Old Qian frowned worriedly and said, "Even the masters of the Earth Demon have a time when their true qi is exhausted......
"Long Xiang, Long Xiang, Long Xiang......" Long Xiangwei suddenly hit the shield with a sword, shouted a military trumpet, and the mighty army exploded, and the evil qi they accumulated in the sea of corpses and blood rushed into the sky, although there were only a thousand people, its momentum was like a thousand horses and a thousand troops. The fierce beast gluttony engraved on the shield of Long Xiangwei was sensed by military might, his eyes were violently widened, and the shadow of the hideous beast seemed to be about to get out of the shield, and the evil aura was pressing, murderous, and faintly suppressed the momentum of the ghost.
"How can the momentum on the shield feel suffocating." Mei Xin'er touched her chest with her hand, and her heart was awe-inspiring.
"Momentum!" Xie Bangui replied: "Whether it's momentum, luck, or even aura." They are all things that cannot be seen or touched but do exist, the dragon spirit of the dynasty, the official spirit and nobility of the superiors, the murderous spirit of the army, and even the blood and true qi of the martial arts masters can suppress ghosts and exorcise evil spirits to a certain extent. It's just that you must be fearless when facing ghosts, and if you have fear in your heart, you will weaken your momentum, and the imps will bully the faint of heart. β
The fake Liu added triumphantly: "If you want to say that my manifestation talisman is powerful, without the blessing of my talisman, can you see this wonder?" β
"Dether!" Xie Bangui pursed his lips.
Their expressions were relaxed, but they were just as nervous in their hearts, apparently he didn't understand why the torture table was attacking Long Xiangwei first and not himself.
Long Xiangwei let go of his hands and feet, holding his shield and raising his crossbow to force towards the ghost. As an elite soldier on the border, Long Xiangwei has already cultivated a fierce and senseless character in the battle on the frontier. Especially after overcoming the short-term fear, the shots are even more ferocious. For a while, the crossbow broke through the air, the arrows flew sideways, and countless powerful ghosts flew into ashes like rain where the arrows passed, turning into phosphorus fire and floating all over the sky.
The warden roared angrily: "Where are the guards at the execution ground! β
"Kill!" The whole team of ghost soldiers came out in a group from under the torture platform and fought with Long Xiangwei in one place. Long Xiangwei drew out their waist knives one after another to fight with the ghost soldiers, and the ghost soldiers could not hide under the effect of the manifestation talisman, and the slashing and slashing were no different from ordinary military brigades. The sword light and sword shadow flickered between the bright white practice, and the whole street was bright and dark under the light of the sword and the moonlight, and the human faces and ghosts flashed each other. Blood, phosphorus and fire are intertwined and flying. The strong army and the ghost soldiers were evenly matched, and the sound of shouting and killing shook the whole city.
"Woo-" The sharp ghost roar pierced through the sky, the red clothes flew in the sky, the executioner on the torture platform held the ghost head knife, swooped down like an eagle-like falcon, flew to the top of Long Xiangwei's head and slashed with the knife, the cold wind suddenly attacked behind Long Xiangwei, and some people were cut off before they could react, and some people turned around to defend but did not dodge the steel knives and spears of the ghost soldiers, and were divided on the spot.
The executioner cut off the human head and dived again, his body brushed close to the ground, reached out to scoop up the ground, flew back to the execution platform, hung the human head on the flagpole and turned back to kill again.
Xie Bangui pulled out his soul claw: "Fat man, girl, let's attack the executioner together, Lao Qian and Liang Qi cover, Lao Liu take out your belongings!" Now is not the time to hide it. All three flew up at the same time and lunged at the executioner.
"Loser!" The fake Liu scolded, raised his hand and released a bowl-sized paper ball into the sky. A hint of a smile appeared on the corner of Liu's mouth, and the cold lightning suddenly rose between his eyes, and the paper ball hanging in the air exploded like a sunset spewing out ten thousand colorful clouds, splitting into countless fireless and spontaneously combustible spirit runes. The sky suddenly flashed with golden rays, and the talisman instantly turned into a surging stream of arrows and flew through with a screaming sound, and the silver rays were connected into bundles, only in the blink of an eye, and even without hearing the breaking wind and howling of the arrows, they immediately tended to be disillusioned!
Everything in heaven and earth seemed to be imprisoned in an instant, countless powerful ghosts stagnated in the air, Long Xiangwei's long knife was raised in mid-air without falling, Xie Bangui's soul claw, Mei Xin'er's spirit rune, and the fat man's earth-shaking hammer suddenly stopped, and the fire on Lao Qian's demon-breaking gun even stayed on the muzzle of the gun, without ejecting the breech.
The next moment, the sound of ghosts crying rushed into the sky, and the turquoise phosphorus fire exploded one after another like fireworks in a festival, and everywhere you looked, there was a green and faint sparkling fire, giving people the illusion of being in the blue waves. In an instant, the sky full of ghost pawns and ghost soldiers was swept away by the fake Liu.
"Disrupt the law field, attack and kill soldiers, and behead according to the law!" The prison officer was furious, and the thousands of magic knives that flew out from under the torture table between his arms rolled up a thousand waves of knives and swept away towards the earth.
"Demon, die!" Sun Qianhu, who had not made a move for a long time, suddenly jumped into the air and rushed straight to the execution platform.
Sun Qianhu didn't want to make a move, but he was guarding against the fake Liu.
Although the appearance of Xie Bangui was reasonable, it always made Sun Qianhu faintly feel inappropriate. Xie Bangui was not a threat to him a few times, but the extremely dangerous guy of the fake Liu made him have to guard against it, in case the fake Liu took advantage of his unpreparedness to attack and kill the King of Wei, even if he Sun Qianhu had the ability to reach the sky, he would not be able to escape the pursuit of the imperial court.
Now seeing the fake Liu shoot to kill the ghost, Sun Qianhu did not hesitate, and immediately stepped forward to join the battle group, Sun Qianhu was in mid-air, and he didn't know where to draw the iron plate dragon stick, like a dragon rolling up thousands of waves in the sea, colliding with the magic knife in the sky, the loud sound of Jin Ge's resonance was deafening, and countless long knives turned into sharp knife wheels and flew back, all of which were cut into the torture platform.
"Good!"
Sun Qianhu showed his might, and the soldiers of Long Xiangwei couldn't help but applaud. But before their cheers fell, the huge torture platform suddenly changed from one to three.
Countless red-clothed executioners on the three major torture platforms of hanging, beheading, and Ling Chi swarmed to kill the soldiers on the ground.
The fake Liu followed and stood up: "Little drunkard, Sun Qianhu, one of you will deal with one torture table, and the remaining one will be handed over to me." Kill the prison officer with all your might. The soldiers down there couldn't bear the ghosts. β
"Good!" Sun Qianhu went straight to the platform without changing the castration, and the people still did not forget to shout in the battle group: "Long Xiangwei gave up killing the enemy and formed a shield formation to protect the prince." β
The three of Xie Bangui slapped each other's palms, turned around in the air, and flew towards the gallows where they had fought once.
The fake Liu flew directly to the most terrifying Ling Chi Tai.
The three groups of masters attacked the torture table and immediately turned the tide of the battle, Xie Bangui had already had an experience of fighting against the gallows, and cooperated with the fat man and the girl to fight step by step, and went to besiege the prison officer.
On the Ling Chi stage, the fake Liu Bafang wandered around, his palm was like the wind, and each palm hit must bring out a talisman golden mang, using the palm talisman to the extreme, the sharp short knife on the Ling Chi platform not only could not cut the body of the fake Liu at close range, but was beaten one after another to scatter countless ghosts. Just after the fake Liu landed countless times, seven stars suddenly burst out on the Ling Chi platform and echoed with the Beidou in the sky, leading the Beidou star power to fall into the mortal dust, and the seven pillars of light were like seven sharp swords rushing into the sky and stabbing straight into the torture platform, countless ghosts were wiped out under the bombardment of star power, and the torture platform was also exploded into countless pieces.
The fake Liu stepped on a fragment and flew into the air, put his palms together and bombarded the prison officer sitting in the middle of the torture platform from a distance of several feet, and the thick pillar of light at the mouth of the bowl went straight to the door of the ghost.
"Extinguish!" In the roar of the fake Liu, the rune shadow in the palm power of Wan Jun was like a thunderbolt descending into the world, falling through the air with a raging fire, with the main position of the supervisor as the center, rolling up several zhang of fire walls around the area, the robe was burned by the flames in the firelight and smoke, and the prisoner who burned the flesh and skin was still struggling with the dancing black bones, and the skeleton with the jaw opening and closing seemed to be still roaring desperately, leaving only the fingers of Sen Sen's white bones pointed at the cold fake Liu Lian a few times, and the jaws that kept opening and closing seemed to be roaring and cursing, but finally fell powerlessly in the flames.
As soon as the prisoner and beheader were executed, the fragments of the execution table that had been floating in the air and constantly closing together fell to the ground like a hailstone. Fake Liu turned his back and looked at Xie Bangui with both hands.
Over there, Xie Bangui's blood drops had also been removed from the rank of prison officer, and the gallows fell diagonally on the city like a collapsed Great Xia, and the northern city wall and the torture platform, which were more than two miles long, turned into a pile of pieces at the same time.