Chapter 93: You'd Better Die!
Hearing this, Helian pulled out his knife and Gu Mokong, and the muscles at the corners of their mouths couldn't help but twitch.
Just now, with that random finger, they forced out their trick of pressing the bottom of the box, almost killing them on the spot.
Is this still light?
However, before they could be taken aback, Flame Spirit Ji raised her index finger again, and a wisp of extremely hot flame power quickly condensed at a speed visible to the naked eye.
An extremely terrifying scorching fluctuation suddenly diffused from this wisp of flame power.
Gu Mokong's face changed drastically, and he hurriedly said: "Wait! I am the national teacher of the Tubo country!"
"This action against the Great Song Dynasty was done by the Xirong Kingdom, and it has nothing to do with my Tubo Kingdom!"
"If Your Excellency mistakenly kills your own teacher, you will have offended my Tubo Esoteric Sect!"
"Think again!"
At this time, where is there still a bit of peerless master's demeanor.
In front of Flame Spirit Ji, he wagged his tail and begged for mercy, which made the lord of Xirong not far away very disdainful.
It's just that Flame Spirit Ji didn't seem to hear him at all, and the power of that rich flame was still converging at a very astonishing speed, and it seemed to have condensed into a terrifying fireball of destruction!
"Brother Helian!"
Gu Mokong's eyes sank suddenly, and then his eyes looked at Helian and drew his sword, "You and I join forces, fight hard, and there is still a glimmer of life!"
Helian drew his sword and nodded.
In his eyes, a hint of fierceness suddenly flashed, and then the Great Xia Dragon Sparrow in his hand suddenly drew out and slashed towards the Flame Spirit Ji!
"Kuma National Teacher, you go around behind her and hit her belly and back!"
Helian drew his sword and looked in the direction of Hauma Sora at the same time as he drew his sword, but he found that there was no longer Haruma's figure in his sight!
"Brother Helian, I'll take the lord of the country first, you resist!"
At this time, Kumakong had come to the side of the lord of Xirong at some point, and he was fleeing towards the side door of the palace with the lord of Xirong.
"No!"
Helian drew his sword, his eyes full of anger and horror.
The next moment, his body was completely engulfed in flames.
The body turned into a charred corpse.
"The knife is good. ”
Flame Spirit Ji picked up the Great Xia Dragon Sparrow on the ground, played with it for a while, and the corners of her red lips lifted a trace of arc, "If you dedicate this knife to Your Majesty, Your Majesty should like it." ”
With the help of the time that Helian drew his sword and sacrificed, Kumakong had already fled to the door with the lord of Xirong.
Seeing the scene of Helian drawing his sword and being scorched by the flames, Kumakong now has no intention of confronting Flame Lingji at all.
There is only one word in his mind now!
Escape!
However, at this moment, a ghostly figure appeared at the door.
"Where to go?"
The figure is the leader of the East.
When he saw Hatamaku, he slapped it directly with one palm.
Kuma was caught off guard and could only raise his palms to greet him.
Boom!
When the palms touched, Gu Mokong retreated more than ten steps in a row, his eyes were horrified.
It's another great master of more than three grades!
"Someone gave it to you!"
Where did Gu Mokong dare to continue to stay, he threw the Xirong Sect Lord directly out and threw it at the Eastern Sect Master.
He swept towards a window and fled!
"Kuma National Teacher, you!"
The lord of Xijon was shocked and angry, he didn't expect that this Kumakong would sell him like this in order to escape for his life!
The Eastern Sect Master immediately stretched out his palm, like grabbing a chicken, grabbed the neck of the Xirong Sect Lord, and carried it in his hand.
"The result?"
At this time, Flame Spirit Ji twisted her slender waist, walked over, and asked softly.
"The princes and princesses of Xijon have been completely wiped out. ”
The Oriental Sect Master's expression was indifferent, as if he was saying a trivial matter.
"What did you say?!"
The face of the lord of Xijon turned pale.
His heirs have all been quietly erased?
Doesn't that mean that the direct royal bloodline of his Xirong Kingdom has been cut off?
Just when the Xirong lord looked gloomy, Cao Zhengchun's figure also appeared in the main hall.
"The members of the royal family who are side to the lord of Xijon have been killed by all the miscellaneous families. ”
Cao Zhengchun grinned, and his smile was extremely clear.
"No!"
The lord of Sijon let out a desperate roar.
Even the collateral bloodlines have been wiped out.
The country of Xirong has existed in name only.
"Zhao Lin, you are so ruthless!"
The eyes of the lord of Xirong revealed a thick color of resentment.
But later, he remembered what Xirong said before he was imprisoned.
Xirong advised him that it was best to give up resistance and submit to the Great Song Emperor as soon as possible.
After hearing this, he was furious and thought that Xijon was treasonous.
However, in hindsight, it seems that these words are simply golden words.
He regretted that he had not listened to the advice of the national teacher of Xirong.
At this time, Flame Spirit Ji looked at this Xirong Palace, and a touch of cruelty suddenly appeared on her psychedelic face, "This palace doesn't need to exist. ”
Her eyes were only slightly condensed, and then the jade hand reached out, and the power of the raging flames continued to surge out from between her palms.
The entire palace was instantly set on fire.
Cao Zhengchun and the Dongfang Sect Leader, seeing this scene, a look of shock appeared on their faces.
What a terrible arson ability!
They now understood why Zhao Lin had sent Flame Spirit Ji to lead this operation.
Sijon Palace.
The fire spreads.
The Lord of Xirong was half-kneeling on the ground, looking at the Flame Spirit Ji not far away with a frightened face.
Is this still human?
The face of the lord of Xijon is like the color of earth.
He only now knew what kind of terrifying existence he had offended!
"Several!"
"If I agree, I am willing to return to the Great Song Dynasty, and I can spare my life......"
Lord Xijon asked with difficulty.
At this time, the lord of Xirong knew that his fate was hanging by a thread, so he could only use Toucheng as a bargaining chip in a vain attempt to escape death.
In the eyes of the lord of Xirong, he is still a little useful.
After all, if he surrendered directly, the Great Song Dynasty would be able to take Xirong Kingdom without bloodshed.
Thinking of this, a glimmer of hope rose in the heart of the lord of Xirong.
Perhaps, he still has a chance to live.
And for the lord of Xijon, as long as people live, there is still a chance.
In the depths of the pupils of the Lord of Xirong, a flash of light suddenly flashed.
"It's too late!"
"Your Majesty gave you a chance, but you have already cut it off, and now, you still have to die!"
Cao Zhengchun is yin and yang.
Zhao Lin let the three of them enter the Xirong Palace, not to negotiate, but to take the head of the lord of Xirong.
The lord of Xirong first sent someone to arrest Tang Yurou, intending to use the dragon heir to demand His Majesty, and then refused the only opportunity given by His Majesty, and blatantly declared war on the Great Song Dynasty.
It can be said that in Zhao Lin's eyes, the lord of Xirong is already a dead man.
Cao Zhengchun felt that if they brought back the lord of Xirong alive, His Majesty should not be happy.
"What are you talking so much nonsense about him?"
Before the Xirong Sect Lord could react, the Eastern Sect Master had already raised his palm and slashed towards his neck.