The big sleeves are fluttering, just like the bright red on the day she got married, but this pair of scarlet vertical pupils always reminds others that the beautiful woman in front of her is not a person, but a bloody corpse that feeds on the essence and blood of all living beings.

She bared her two pointed canine teeth, lowered her head, and looked blankly at her palm, where there was a slender scar that was not more than an inch long, but clearly visible, dripping red blood oozed out, she opened her teeth, and licked her long tongue in the palm of her hand, licking off all the blood beads oozing from the wound, but the wound in the palm of her hand did not heal quickly, but began to expand gradually.

Nie Mad held the narrow knife in his hand, and his expression was full of remembrance and emotion.

"It's been too long, and the world seems to have forgotten the prestige of the Absolute Heaven Sect. ”

With that, he turned his wrist, danced the narrow knife, and stepped forward again.

In the face of this strange blood corpse, it is not good to rashly recruit the gods to oppose the enemy, because its body is full of terrible blood poison, once it is contaminated, it will be like the golden armor god just now, directly injuring the root, and the vitality is greatly damaged.

Nie Mad held the narrow knife in his hand, and slashed forward, and a thin sword light broke away from the blade, and shot out in an instant!

This is one of the nine sects at the top of the rivers and lakes in the troubled times of the Warring States Period, the secret book of the Zhenzong of the Absolute Heaven Sect, and it is also the top "Broken Heaven Jedi Divine Skill" in the earthly divine skills, one hundred and fifty years later, it finally reappeared in the world through the hands of Nie Mad !

The initial light of the knife was only three inches, almost undetectable, but after it was separated from the blade, it grew in the wind, quickly becoming longer, but it did not widen, if you look at it from other directions, it was just a flat thin line, and it might not even be visible if you didn't pay attention to it, but in the eyes of the red-clothed bloody corpse opposite, it was a black crack that divided the heavens and the earth.

"Roar!"

After sensing the crisis, the red-clothed bloody corpse, which was already like a beast, was also completely enraged, and on the red-clothed shirt with large sleeves on its body, mysterious patterns like golden dragons appeared, and at the same time, thin lines of gold and red shot out of its body like living creatures, and went straight towards the black crack.

Although the blood corpse is powerful, especially the blood corpse like her that was born by absorbing the power of dragon qi and national fortune, it is even more extraordinary, but she has no sanity, and she relies on instinct for the enemy's means, and she is very single, in the eyes of martial arts masters, it is not an exaggeration to say that she is a fool who can only use brute force.

In the distance, Bai Jingque, who was still entangled with the Quartet Divine Beast transformed by the jade carving, sensed the breath here, and finally exerted all his strength, but in an instant, he broke through the barrier of the Quartet Divine Beast, and slammed his fist, and the entire sky in front of him was like a mirror, shattering violently, and the black crack that divided the world also dissipated, and the aftermath was mighty, and even the thin threads that emerged from the red-clothed bloody corpse were also broken.

After perceiving the terrifying aura on Bai Jingque's body, even this bloodthirsty and ferocious red-clothed bloody corpse instinctively felt fear, whimpering and retreating, his body trembling slightly.

Seeing that his tricks at the bottom of the box were easily broken by the other party, Nie Mad knew that he was definitely not Bai Jingque's opponent, and couldn't help frowning at the moment: "Bai Jingque, do you really want to betray the imperial court for this bloody corpse?"

Bai Jingque stood up in front of the red-clothed bloody corpse, his eyes were extremely firm, and he said in a deep voice: "From today on, I am willing to remove the position of the military governor of Chang'an Town and return the military governor token, from now on, Bai Jingque will only be Bai Jingque, and he will no longer be the military governor of Chang'an!"

As soon as the words fell, the four gentlemen also stomped their feet lightly, flew into the sky, and stood on the top of the heads of the four divine beasts that had recovered with the help of the power of the great array, and the old Mr. Yuan Mei, who was standing on the head of the green dragon, dissuaded bitterly: "Bai Wudu, don't be mistaken by the obsession of the moment!"

Bai Jingque looked away, unwilling to look at him, and said to himself: "Obsession, delusion, since you have already rightened your heart, you should understand that what thoughts are not important at all! Become a demon? Become holy? I don't care, I can be satisfied as long as she is resurrected! Today I will take her away, and whoever dares to stop me, I will kill her!"

Yuan Zhu shook the long sword in his hand, just like the green bamboo in the forest, upright and unyielding, when he heard this, he immediately said angrily: "Let this monster go today, and it will be miserable in the world in the future, who should this account be counted on?"

Bai Jingque also raised his head and said proudly: "Then I want to see, this Chang'an, who can stop me!"

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At the same time, in Uncle Guo's mansion, after the four gentlemen of Meilan Zhuju left in a hurry, only Yang Zhaopu, Li Qingchen, Mo Luo, and Yang Zi, a poisonous rat who was locked in shackles and sealed, couldn't even call out his voice.

No longer looking at everything that was happening in the distance, even if it was directed by him himself, because he didn't care at all, Mo Luo turned his head, looked at Yang Zhaopu, who was staring at him, grinned, and said, "The surname Yang, why don't you hurry up and let go of my brother Qingchen?"

Yang Zhaopu squinted, at this moment, he had already deeply felt the danger of the man in front of him, obviously he was just a low-grade martial artist with a low cultivation, but he had caused the dignified An Wudu to fall into such a pitiful situation.

It is foreseeable that even if Bai Jingque succeeds in escaping in the end, he will inevitably be ruined, and because he connived, or helped the bloody corpse absorb dragon qi and Da Luo's national fortune, he is guilty of complicity, and even if the Son of Heaven comes forward, it is impossible to protect him.

And all this seems to be that this man began to calculate many years ago, such a deep scheming, even Yang Zhaopu has to sigh to himself, and now looking at it like this, he actually came to protect a Li Qingchen.

Yang Zhaopu can't figure out the reason, but he is also a generation of heroes, if he talks about his heart and ambition, he is far better than Bai Jingque, and it is impossible for him to be played with by this person, and more importantly, he thinks that the current situation is not in the other party's grasp, if he is simply scared away, then he is not Yang Zhaopu.

As soon as he thought of this, Yang Zhaopu immediately sneered and said: "What, just because you are only a seven-grade cultivator, you also want to threaten this official? Even if you have my handle, at the moment, the whole Chang'an has been attracted by the good show you concocted, and it is easy for this official to kill you, I want to see who will come to save and who dares to save it!"

As soon as the words fell, a tall man wearing a wide platinum robe and a white faceless mask stepped across the ruins of the Yang Mansion and appeared from behind.

"Master Taifu. ”

Yang Zhaopu turned sideways, stood between the two sides, looked at Gong Zhi, and said coldly: "Why, you Lubanmen are so impatient to want to break away from me?"

When the public lost and hated the words, he said neither humbly nor arrogantly: "Lord Taifu said that it was a joke, what I Lubanmen have always supported is the Daluo Imperial Court, and it is today, not you alone, please clarify this point." ”

Yang Zhaopu's eyes flashed with a dangerous light, but he was not in a hurry to make a move.

Although he was slapped by Bai Jingque just now and was injured, but with the same cultivation, if he were to come with another person, he might choose to hurry up to prevent a long night dream, but Yang Zhaopu never regarded himself as a martial artist, he was used to planning and then acting, so as soon as the public loss and hatred appeared, he really restrained him.

"You Lubanmen, but Your Majesty I introduced it, this god craftsman, I also supported it single-handedly, you should always remember this kindness. Counting one's benefactor, it's not good for this word to get out. ”

Gong lost his hatred and hugged his fist again, bowed down and said: "Lord Taifu's kindness, we Lubanmen have always remembered it in our hearts and have not forgotten it, but this time, I also hope that Lord Taifu will sell me Lubanmen a face, and in the future, we will still support Lord Taifu." ”

Yang Zhaopu glanced at Mo Luo, and said slowly: "This person, isn't he from your Luban Sect, help such a madman get ahead, be careful of being attacked in the end." ”

Gong Yi said hatefully: "This is a decision after the resolution of my Lubanmen Elder Council, I am just passing the word on my behalf, if Lord Taifu has anything to say, you can go to Elder Gong Zhi to discuss." ”

Yang Zhaopu said: "So you are determined to protect him even if you are my enemy?"

The public was silent about the loss and hatred, but the attitude he showed was already very clear.

Yang Zhaopu took a deep breath, his eyes were gloomy, and he suddenly stroked his palm and said: "Okay, good, good, I can't imagine that today when I, Yang, was proud of the spring breeze, I would be betrayed one after another, I remember this lesson!"

After saying that, he slapped his palm to the side, and was sealed with the strength of his whole body, and Yang Zi, who was no different from ordinary people, didn't even have time to snort, and became a puddle of flesh and blood that splattered outward, and he couldn't die anymore.

Yang Zhaopu withdrew his hand and said coldly: "He, you can take it away, but Li Qingchen, no!"

Mo Luo smiled: "Oh, Master Taifu still has something to say? ”

Yang Zhaopu sneered: "Li Qingchen, you must die! This matter is not only my reply to your Lubanmen, but also their reply to your Lubanmen!"

One of them, led by a monk with thick eyebrows and big eyes, deep facial features, and as tall as standing up to the sky, is the outer sect of Qinglong Temple, the head of the class master of the Dharma protector, and he is followed by a Pure Land monk who was seriously injured after the battle with Li Qingchen.

On the other side, Li Qingchen's old acquaintances are several of the Jingjiao Cross Temple, among which the white-robed old man is the leader, the blonde young man with his wings is the second, and the Persian monk Russell, who holds the cross and was previously kidnapped by Li Qingchen to escape from the Cross Temple.