"The hour has come, slash!"

Yao Shuhai smiled and threw out the standing chopping card in his hand.

Yu Guang suddenly noticed a dark shadow striking diagonally above.

Sincere!

There was a slightly dull sound.

It's like a dart hitting the bullseye of a stake.

Yao Shuhai's body was uncontrollable, and he sank back suddenly, his back pressed tightly against the back of the chair, and the pain in his heart came from his chest.

Yao Shuhai blinked twice, looked down blankly, and saw an iron sword stuck in his chest, almost nailing him to the chair.

Vitality is passing quickly in Yao Shuhai's pupils!

His lips were slightly open and squirming...... But he couldn't speak, and his face flashed with infinite horror.

He stretched out his hand and wanted to ask King Jing beside him for help.

And King Jing was so frightened that he slipped from his chair to the ground, his face full of astonishment and panic.

The snow-white fox fur was muddy, and he stepped back with his hands and feet, and his words were not good: "Come on.... Escort Escort! ”

Dozens of golden gourd warriors immediately drew their long knives at their waists and protected King Jing's side, looking for potential enemies.

"Killed, killed!"

The onlookers slowed down, screamed in terror, and fled in all directions.

The next moment, two figures fell from the sky.

Knock knock!

A Taoist priest is dressed in a garment, bound with leggings, and has a tall figure, with his back to everyone.

The other person was dressed in white, and he had just put the giant sword in his hand behind him, and looked indifferently at the golden gourd warriors who came up around him!

"Master Jiang! It's the head of Jiang! ”

When the prisoners saw the arrival, they all cried out in surprise:

"Master Jiang is not dead, Master Jiang is still alive!"

Jiang Yang? Wasn't he buried under Zhennan Pass? Isn't he already dead, and his body hasn't even been dug out..... Xun Yijian frowned, and the unsheathed sword in his hand was closed again.

Lu Ximing looked at the young Taoist priest on the stage calmly: "He is Jiang Yang?" ”

Xun Yijian nodded and asked rhetorically: "Mr. just said that he is the one who came to save people?" ”

Lu Ximing nodded.

.......

Looking at the golden gourd warriors around him, King Jing's confidence suddenly jumped up.

He got up from the ground and looked directly at Jiang Yang: "You are the Jiang Yang who single-handedly repelled the army of demon beasts?" Doesn't it look good? ”

Jiang Yang did not answer directly, but asked rhetorically: "You are King Jing?" ”

"......Naturally," King Jing admitted with a smile, proudly: "In the whole world, no one must dare to pretend to be this king." ”

King Jing was complacent and very embarrassed.

"Your Highness, help, save me."

There was a cry for help in his ears, and King Jing turned his head to look over.

It was found that Yao Shuhai was nailed to a chair, unable to move, and blood flowed from his mouth, soaking through the official robe on his chest.

King Jing frowned and walked over: "You're not dead yet?" Rest assured, if you do things for this king, this king will treat your family well. ”

Yao Shuhai exerted his last bit of strength, grabbed King Jing's sleeve, showed despair in his eyes, and said with blood foaming at his mouth:

"Your Highness, he, he will kill you....."

King Jing sneered and said disdainfully: "When the court raises all idlers?" This king will see who can come near the king's body. ”

Yao Shuhai only felt very cold at the moment, the kind in his cold bones: "Your Highness, he will really kill your ....."

He repeated it over and over again.

Hearing this, King Jing was quite impatient, shook off Yao Shuhai's hand, and pulled out the sword on his chest.

Immediately, a column of blood spurted out, sprinkled on the snow, and bloomed bright red flowers.

Yao Shuhai was completely cut off from life, his head was crooked, and he didn't bat an eye.

King Jing looked at the broken sword in his hand, then looked at Jiang Yang, and said with a smile:

"Little Taoist, you ...... If you really don't have the money to buy weapons, you can talk to this king, and this king can give you a hand. ”

"Good ......"

King Jing subconsciously asked, "By the way, what are you doing?" ”

Jiang Yang looked at King Jing calmly and said word by word:

"Poor Jiang Yang, please King Jing to die!"

……

Hearing this, King Jing and the rest of the group's faces changed greatly.

It's just that soon, King Jing's body suddenly couldn't help trembling, looked up to the sky and laughed, and said wildly: "Hahahaha..... Just you, just do you still want to kill this king? ”

"Joke, what a joke!"

"Come on, take this fang for this king!"

King Jing smiled and smiled, and was suddenly stunned because he found that no one stepped forward.

He glanced back and was surprised to find that the gourd warrior behind him was lying on the ground at some point, with a wound on his neck spurting blood.

"Come on, take it for this king!" King Jing shouted loudly, and soon saw the royal guards who rushed to hear the news, and hurriedly hid behind them.

The Imperial Guards were just about to take the stage, only to feel a flash of white light, and then the screen spun rapidly.

Hello, hop, hop.....

One by one, human heads fell to the ground, and pillars of blood spurted out.

The person who did it did not have any blood stains on his white clothes.

It's ruthless..... Everyone looked at the white-clothed swordsman with the giant sword behind him, and couldn't help but sigh in their hearts.

As soon as he made a move, he took the lives of so many people.

Looking at the scene in front of him, King Jing's eyes widened instantly, and his body finally couldn't help trembling, his legs were weak, and he almost sat on the ground.

Jiang Yang walked towards King Jing with a fierce look in his eyes.

Jiang Yang took a step, and King Jing took a step back.

He saw Xun Yijian in the crowd, and hurriedly shouted for help:

"Xun Jianxian, stop him quickly, you are my Xishu Great Offering, you can't see death without saving him....."

Xun Yijian looked indifferently at everything that happened on the stage, and slowly, he raised the sword in his hand, and King Jing was overjoyed: "Yes, yes, come and save this king....."

"This king will ascend the throne in the future, and he will give you an official and a knight, and give you ......"

Who knew that before the words were finished, Xun Yijian's hand holding the sword suddenly let go.

The iron sword fell to the ground with a "pop".

Xun Yijian twisted his eyebrows and said, "You, damn it!" ”

King Jing was stunned for a moment, and his face was like ashes.

He saw the two people standing beside Xun Yijian again, and hurriedly shouted:

"Two adults, you save me, save me..... My relationship between Xishu and Da Zhou has always been good, you save me ....."

Lu Ximing curled his hands into his sleeves, his eyes calm and indifferent.

Wei Wushuang took a step forward, but he ignored King Jing, but looked at Jiang Yang and said, "Hey, little Taoist, kill him like this, and your reputation will never be washed away." ”

Jiang Yang paused for a moment, clenched his fists and thanked: "Thank you for the reminder." ”

Then he continued to approach King Jing.

Boom!

One punch.

King Jing was beaten and spit sour water, and his body instantly arched into shrimp and collapsed on the ground.

In extreme fear, he almost forgot to resist.

Jiang Yang stretched out his hand and snatched the broken sword in King Jing's hand, and cut the ropes on his body for Yan Junshou and others.

Then he grabbed King Jing's hair with one hand, dragged him to the front of the beheading platform like this, and made him kneel.

Then he asked the onlookers: "Ladies and gentlemen, who bothered to make a trip to invite His Majesty and the princes of the court here?" ”

......