Chapter Eighty-Five: Death Is Imminent
"Dare to collude with traitors and trespass on the headquarters of the Heavenly Court Company, you kid is not small. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info "Li Tianwang strode over, and after approaching Wang Ye, he suddenly dragged a person out from behind and threw it in front of Wang Ye.
"Zhiming!?" Wang Ye's face changed slightly.
It was Xuanwu Zhiming who was thrown over, and when they attacked the Flower Immortal Palace, in order to prevent Zhiming from being exposed, they did not let him participate in the attack, but let him guard the ground entrance of the Flower Immortal Palace.
Unexpectedly, it still did not escape the eyes of the Ministry of Defense.
At this time, Zhiming was covered in bruises, and he was already in a semi-fainting state, a big hole was dug in his chest, and the Xuanwu heart had been exposed outside his body, which was terrifying.
"Xuanwu Zhiming, as a person from the Heavenly Court, but colluding with foreign enemies, the crime is unforgivable!" Li Tianwang looked at Zhiming coldly like a judge, he waved his hand and said to Nezha:
"Kill. ”
Nezha strode forward, and every step he took shook the corridor.
Walking in front of Zhiming, he suddenly lifted his big foot and stepped on Zhiming's chest. A blazing flame rose from under his feet, burning so hard that Zhiming screamed.
"Stop!" Wang Ye hurriedly roared, taking out the weapon Shenyue in his hand, turning into the form of a golden hoop stick, and swept towards Nezha with force.
But Nezha didn't even look at him, just a hand lightly blocked, Wang Ye only felt a huge force passed along the golden hoop stick, and it instantly shook him out, fell a few meters away, and the corners of his mouth faintly flowed blood.
"Ahh
Xuanwu's heart was broken, and Zhiming was no longer powerless to resist.
Wang Ye watched as his entire body turned into a mess of sand, scattered and flew away like ashes, and he couldn't die anymore.
Although Zhiming was once an enemy, he helped himself after all.
Seeing him being killed like this, Wang Ye's eyes were red.
But the strength of the few people in front of him was crushed, and now he is not an opponent at all.
Li Tianwang looked at Zhi Ming coldly as he died, turned to Wang Ye and snorted coldly: "For the sake of his former service to Heavenly Court, I will give him a happy one, as for you, it is not so easy to want to die." ”
As he spoke, he looked behind Wang Ye and shouted, "Jin Zha Muzha, how is the investigation?"
Mu Zha walked out with a gloomy look and a beautiful female corpse, which was Ai Meier's corpse.
"Flower fairy Ai Meier...... ...... dead," Muzha Sam replied in deep sorrow.
Hearing the news, the old man's temples burst into two bruises, although he was mentally prepared, he was still a little unacceptable.
Ai Meier's fame resounded throughout the Heavenly Court Company, and nine out of ten men up and down had a leg with her, and the higher the rank, the more so. Looking at Li Tianwang's expression at this moment, I think it is also one of them.
What makes Wang Ye feel ridiculous is that looking at Mu Zha's lost soul, I am afraid that he has not escaped Ai Meier's demon claws. As for Jin Zha Nezha, I can't see anything.
"Bastard!" Li Tianwang shouted violently: "It's all the old man's fault, although Lord Yang ordered to ignore the alarm of the Flower Immortal Palace, but ...... Alas...... The old man should have come earlier. ”
He sighed as he spoke, with endless remorse, and his eyes became more and more murderous when he looked at Wang Ye and Wu Ya.
Suddenly, a long sword appeared in his hand, the long sword was pitch black, and the sword body was depicted with many white line patterns such as skeletons, knife mountains, and oil pots.
Staring, Wang Ye saw the information of a weapon for the first time:
The Sword of Punishment, a D-rank ordinary weapon, can be strengthened, but cannot be upgraded.
Damage Bonus: 10.
Weapon Skills:
Misery Punishment: Passive effect, greatly expand the pain caused by the damage, after slashing the enemy, the enemy's wound will be as painful as ten thousand insects eating hearts, if fatal damage is caused, 10 seconds from life to death will be like 6 years for the injured person, in this 6 years of time, the injured person will experience the pain of six kinds of cruel punishment, such as the heat pole, the cold pole, the knife mountain, the oil pot, the steamer, and Ling Chi, and finally the life passes to death.
It is clear that this is a weapon designed specifically to torment the enemy.
Li Tianwang approached Wang Ye step by step with the sword of punishment for evil, and said word by word in an old voice like a dragon bell: "Bastard boy, you dare to break into my Heavenly Court Headquarters to kill people! I want you to know what life is better than death!"
As he spoke, he suddenly raised his sword, and his old body suddenly stabbed like an arrow, and its speed was greatly beyond Wang Ye's expectations.
Wang Ye pulled away and wanted to flash, but found that he couldn't move at all. When he looked down, he saw that there was an extra golden ring on his body at some point, locking him firmly, and it was Jin Zha's chain lock.
"Hell......" Wang Ye muttered.
The black blade was so close that it was about to pierce his chest, when a figure suddenly crossed in front of him.
It was a tall man in a tuxedo, it was Wu Ya. His block, the punishment sword did not hurt Wang Ye, but it entered through Wu Ya's heart.
"Wu Ya!" Wang Ye couldn't help but hiss, Wu Ya would make this move unexpectedly. For Li Tianwang's sword, although Wang Ye could not completely avoid it, he had the confidence to avoid fatal injuries with his master-level physical skills.
But Wu Ya couldn't do this, in the face of Li Tianwang, he was a fledgling to be slaughtered, and this sword was enough to kill him.
Stabbed by the Punishment Evil Sword, a black mist enveloped Wu Ya's body, which was the external manifestation of the Punishment Evil Sword when it produced a lethal effect. When the black fog rises, it means that the victim is suffering as if he or she had been suffering for six years.
"Wu Ya!" Wang Ye looked at the scene in front of him in disbelief.
Fang Cai Zhiming's death Wang Ye can bear it, but now Wu Ya's killing is unacceptable to him.
For a moment, he didn't know where he got the strength, anger mixed with countless complex emotions condensed and exploded in his heart, turning into a vicious qi that swelled from the depths of his muscles.
With this force, his bound arms were propped up, bringing a sound of metal bending and deforming.
"Huh?" Li Tianwang glanced at Wang Ye in surprise.
I saw that a white gas was rising from Wang Ye's body, and then with a "bang!", Jin Zha's golden ring was actually broken by force.
After so many years of fighting with the Tang Kingdom, this is the first time that the fifth team has seen this kind of thing!
And for Wang Ye himself, this is also a wonderful experience that has never been experienced before.
He didn't use any skills, he didn't use any abilities, but he could clearly feel a force growing in his body, and that power seemed to come from his thoughts, gradually amplifying with his emotions.
Breaking through the confinement, he flipped his palm, and the golden hoop rod drew an elegant arc in the air, and then suddenly stabilized and stopped horizontally behind him.
An indescribable momentum rolled from Wang Ye's body, turning into a wind pressure that could be felt and spreading out, blowing Li Tianwang's eyebrows and beards.
He saw Wang Ye's head gradually raised, revealing a pair of chilling eyes.
And, a vicious remark:
"You guys, you're going to die!"