Burst!

It was like a fish jumping over the sea, and then it was hit back by a palm from the sky, and it sank to the bottom!

After doing this for four times, he didn't come up, and he didn't know whether he passed out completely or fell silent.

…………

The original altar of Xinzheng Chengyuan is here.

Call~~

The dust kicked up by the hundred-zhang pit that was pointed out by An Jisheng was still blowing in all directions along with the air current.

Song Wuji was paralyzed, and his face was as pale as dirt.

He was not grieving over the defeat that might follow, but over the God in his own heart.

The God in his heart collapsed.

Song Wuji's mind also followed An Qisheng's figure that was completely knocked out and couldn't come back, and then collapsed.

dust in the airflow.

He stood there like a rotten tree, as if the wind had blown him away, and his whole body was about to be scattered.

And Ji Wuye, who was standing on the edge of the stands in the distance.

Boom!

There was a distinct sound of swallowing saliva, coming from the position of his larynx, sometimes, great joy and sorrow were in an instant, but Ji Wuye experienced two alternating joys and sorrows in this short period of time.

The two emotional surges were all from the confidence and ambition brought by An Jisheng, and then, all of which were destroyed by the middle-aged scribe's calm and ruthless manner.

An Qisheng is already like a god, and he is like a god destroying the common people.

This middle-aged scribe still slapped An Qisheng to death like a fly and an ant, in his opinion, he was swatted to death, the bones were gone, and everyone was beaten to death.

Although at this time, Jiang Taiyi's back was facing away from him.

Ji Wuye was as insecure as if he was undressed, and he even felt that his body was trembling, and the other party only needed to look back at him, and he might explode and die on the spot.

Kuaiche, who is at the level of a great grandmaster, has already verified the power of this person's eye light.

"An Qisheng misunderstood me, today's general trend has gone, that Jiang Taiyi is like a demon, it is difficult to be an enemy with it, this general still retreats first and avoids one or two, and will talk about it after a while."

Ji Wuye's heart was deep, so he took advantage of the fact that everyone was attracted by the altar, and quietly retreated from the city wall.

Even King Han beside him didn't notice Ji Wuye's quiet escape, because he had been completely shocked by everything he saw today, and he was in a state of confusion.

Ji Wuye quietly got off the high platform and was about to leave the altar alone.

But he heard a voice, with a hint of elegance, but the content made Ji Wuye feel creepy cold.

"General, you set up troops to assassinate the King of Qin, if you leave, how will Korea explain to Qin?"

Ji Wuye listened to this familiar voice.

Turn your head and see.

I saw a man with a pale complexion, white hair, oozing blood-red lips, a red coat, and a bloody temperament, stepping on a pair of military boots and walking towards him with a sword.

"Bai Yifei!!"

Ji Wuye was shocked, but he still maintained his lust and shouted:

"What do you want to do......"

But the word "what" has not yet been spit out.

saw a touch of bright red, occupying all the vision in front of him, cutting the air, bringing out a terrifying sense of death, oppressing Ji Wuye's heart.

Ji Wuye's pupils shrank in his eyes, his eyeballs widened, and he reacted angrily, he can be a hundred battles general in South Korea, with the power of horizontal training, the grandmaster is difficult to match, and the whole person seems to have doubled in an instant, and the fist is slammed towards this sword.

Sting!

The blood flashed, and there seemed to be a cracking sound, cutting through the sky.

Burst!!

Above Ji Wuye's neck, the head disappeared.

The blood of the sky spurted out in reverse.

Rumble!

The next moment, the tall and headless body fell to the ground, blood flowing like a river, reflecting the blood-clothed man who was carrying his head and leaving with his back to the corpse not far from the corpse.

"General, Quanxia should know what the strength of the great grandmaster is."

Ji Wuye's head, which was carried in his hand by Hou Bai Yifei in blood, rolled his eyes and completely lost focus.

……

At the great pit of the altar, on the ridge of a small hill.

Ying Zheng looked at An Qisheng, who was slapped by the master and never returned, although he didn't see the hundred miles and hundreds of miles behind, but he also roughly knew what happened to this person.

He turned his head and looked at King Han's stand, stood beside Jiang Taiyi, and said: "Master, today's events are mostly designed by the Korean general Ji Wuye and An Qisheng, then the old Han King should not have such courage, now that Master, you have suppressed An Qisheng, Zheng'er can directly borrow Master's momentum, and let them directly hand over Ji Wuye and Zheng'er to Qin Another person they want to see." ”

After speaking, he heard the master smile faintly beside him: "You don't need to speak, that smart person has already done it for you." ”

When Ying Zheng heard this, his eyes flashed.

But I immediately heard the voice in the South Korean stands over there.

"The general Ji Wuye, made his own opinion, colluded with the demon An Qisheng on the day of the big sacrifice, and designed an ambush to kill King Yingzheng of Qin, the crime is heinous, and now the plan is defeated, and he knows that he has no face to the king, and he has committed suicide in the audience."

An elegant and noble man's voice suddenly shook there, and I saw that it was the blood-clothed Hou Bai Yifei who came with Ji Wuye's head.

Blood on the head.

He carried Ji Wuye's head, came to King Han, and knelt down on one knee:

"In accordance with the general's wish before he died, he raised his head, came to the king, and begged the king to forgive the general."

South Korea's civil and military officials were shocked.

Especially looking at the head of Ji Wuye, who was still wide-eyed in Bai Yifei's hand.

Look at the red-clothed aristocratic man kneeling there, a group of loyal ministers and good generals, Bai Yifei, the head of the four fierce generals under the Bloody Marquis, replacing Ji Wuye in charge of the 100,000 troops of South Korea.

And the words that came out of his mouth......

Ji Wuye knew that the assassination of King Qin was defeated, and he committed suicide to apologize?

The Manchu Dynasty civil and military who is not a human spirit, I am afraid that only a three-year-old child will believe it.

And although King Han is mediocre, he is not a fool.

All the ministers looked at Ji Wuye's head in shock, and then looked at King Han, Ji Wuye must have been killed by the blood-clothed Hou Bai Yifei, but at this time, it depends on how the king speaks.

At this time, King Han was completely looking at Ji Wuye's wide-eyed, deadly head, his face twitched, with a trace of irrepressible ecstasy, his lips trembled, and he couldn't say a word.

The atmosphere was momentarily stiff.

Bai Yifei's eyes flashed, his head bowed slightly, and he said when he saw this: "Your Majesty, the general's assassination of the King of Qin is a big matter, although the general committed suicide to forgive the crime, but I am afraid it is still difficult to dispel the anger of the King of Qin, the minister knows that the King of Qin came to Qin, probably for the Chang'an Jun Chengjiao who fled to our country, unfortunately, Cheng Jiao has been taken into custody by the Night Cover Organization a few days ago, and I implore the king to decree that the head of the general and the general will be dedicated to the king of Qin, please dispel the anger of the king of Qin." ”

After the prime minister was shocked, although he knew that the Bloody Marquis was taking the opportunity to take the throne at this time, he had to admit that the words of the Bloody Marquis at this time were reasonable, and hurriedly said: "The minister seconded the proposal." ”

"The minister seconded the proposal!" "Please dispel the wrath of the King of Qin quickly......"

King Han's mouth trembled, and he said: "Quasi, go and dedicate it to King Qin, and say that everything is done by Ji Wuye and this thief, I, Han Qin, have always been friendly, and I have no intention of assassinating King Qin, please let him be angry." ”