[409] Eternal life in fire and blood

"Kill! Kill all these idiots of the Tai Chi faction!"

Liu Mang roared, and there was a touch of ruthlessness in his eyes.

At that moment, he took out a machete from his waist and walked towards the disciples of the Taiji Sect.

"Sticks, you sticks, do you dare to act so recklessly on the land of our Huaguo?!!" Lu Tianyi, the first disciple, rebuked loudly.

"Huh. ”

Liu Mangyin smiled and said, "What a terrific Tai Chi faction! What a powerful Hua Guo! Scare me? Do you think I'm scared?"

Suddenly, a playful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth:

"Now, whoever kneels on the ground and begs for mercy, I will spare him from death! ”

After speaking, his gaze swept over the disciples of the Tai Chi Sect one by one, his eyes flashed with bloodthirsty light, and suddenly his gaze fell on a little Taoist boy who was trembling all over his body and his face was like earth.

Walking in front of him with a knife in his hand, "Boy, immediately kneel on the ground and beg for mercy, spare you from death, otherwise you will ......"

The little Taoist boy seemed immature, but he was extremely stubborn: "I... No. ”

"Do you want to die?" Liu Mang sneered.

"Die... Also... No!" the little Taoist priest said with difficulty, but his tone was extraordinarily firm.

Liu Mang was annoyed and angry: "You, go, die!"

"Click"

A flash of cold light,

Cut off one of the little Taoist fingers, "Do you want to beg for mercy?"

"I... Nope!"

Another sword slashed, and the palm of his hand was directly slashed, and blood splattered.

Liu Mang's face was gloomy: "Do you beg for mercy?"

Xiao Daotong shook his head firmly: "I don't!"

Liu Mang's face was full of indescribable emotion, yes, it is something unspeakable, is this the blood of the Chinese people?

A little Taoist boy is not afraid of the ruthlessness of his butcher's knife?

His face flashed hideously, and the machete in his hand slashed hard!

Poof!

Blood splashed, and one of Xiaodaotong's arms was cut off alive!

Ahhh

Xiao Daotong hugged his broken arm tightly, and his whole person trembled with pain.

Strands of scarlet blood gushed out along the severed arm, and it was extremely miserable.

He was paralyzed to the ground, but his eyes looked at Liu Mang unyieldingly:

"I... There is no one in the Chinese who would rather die standing than die... Never live on your knees!"

One by one, the disciples of the Tai Chi sect stared at this scene with tragic faces.

They never dreamed that these cold country sticks would be so heartbroken and so inhumane.

They were so angry that they gritted their teeth, they hated themselves for being incompetent, and they couldn't rush up and cut these beasts with a thousand knives.

"I don't believe it, you Chinese people have backbone?"

Liu Mang stared directly at the people of the Tai Chi sect and said ferociously:

"As long as you kneel on the ground and beg for mercy, I will not kill, otherwise, if you say no, I will slash you until you are killed!"

Liu Mang's words, like the voice of a demon, made people shudder.

Immediately after, his blade turned, and in an instant, it was once again placed on the neck of a Tai Chi sect disciple.

"Immediately, kneel on the ground and beg for mercy, admitting that the Tai Chi sect is a branch of our Han Country Bagua Sect. ”

Phew!

This boy is only a teenager!

He is the youngest disciple of the Tai Chi sect.

His face was full of immaturity, but his expression was extremely firm:

"I beg you for mercy... I bah...... You're worthy of it, too?"

After speaking, Xiao Daotong turned his eyes to look at the other people of the Tai Chi Sect, and his immature face was full of madness:

"Fellow Seniors, Uncles, Senior Brothers! Although I am young, I also know where morality lies. Brother Ye Xuan wrote a poem, I like it very much, called Life since ancient times, who has not died, leave Dan to take care of the sweat!"

After saying this, he looked at the night sky in the sky and shouted:

"Come on, kill me!"

And that's just the beginning!

Another disciple of the Tai Chi sect stood up:

"Who has not died in life since ancient times, leaving Dan to take care of the sweat! What a good poem! Come, kill me first, frown and count me as losing!"

The third disciple stepped forward:

"Since ancient times, who has not died in life, leaving Dan to take care of his sweat! It is really well written! If the husband dies, he will die, what is there to fear?"

Fourth:

"Since ancient times, no one has died, leaving Dan to take care of his sweat. Only I, the Chinese people, can write such verses! You stick country in the land of projectiles will never be able to experience this kind of feeling, come, kill me!"

The fifth: "Come on, come on, kill me!"

"Come, kill me! Eighteen years later, I'll be a good man again!"

"Kill me! It's just a big scar at the mouth of the bowl, what's the point?"

The disciples of the Tai Chi sect scrambled one by one and sacrificed their lives to die!

This scene is extremely tragic!

The Chinese people present all regarded death as home!

They all had red eyes, panting, and there was no trace of fear on their faces, but they were filled with boundless hatred!

Who has not died in life since ancient times, and left Dan to take care of his sweat!

Before he died, he was able to recite such heroic poetry!

What is so terrible about death?

The people of the cold country, the people of Beixian, are completely crazy!

They can't believe it, and they can't believe it, what kind of nation is Huaguo?

Why can they move forward in the face of death?

Are they really not afraid of death?

"It's terrible, this nation is terrible, no wonder they have been able to rise rapidly in just a few decades, such a terrible cohesion, and let them develop, the whole world will be theirs. Liu Mang and the others thought in their hearts.

On the side, Zhang Peiran saw that the disciples of the Tai Chi School were all heroes, and he was very relieved.

"Since the opening of my Tai Chi School, I have been doing many benevolent and righteous things, and in terms of large numbers, I should never stop from here. ”

Thinking in his heart, he suddenly saw Ye Xuan on the side, and said:

"Master Ye, my Tai Chi sect has encountered such a catastrophe today, and my disciples and grandchildren may die in an instant, I hope you can make a poem for them!" Thank you!!

Zhang Peiran went to the end.

The disciples and Taoist children also saluted with their hands.

"Good. ”

Ye Xuan agreed, thought for a while, and then chanted:

"The door of entry and exit is locked,

The hole for the dog to crawl out is open,

A voice shouted:

Climb out and give you freedom!

I long for freedom,

But I know deep down that—

How can a human body crawl out of a dog's hole!

I hope that one day,

The fire underground,

Burn me with this living coffin,

I deserve eternal life in fire and blood!"

Ye Xuan chanted slowly!

The voice is soft, firm and powerful!

When the last sentence fell, Zhang Peiran smiled: "Okay! good sentence 'I should get eternal life in fire and blood!', all the disciples of our Taiji sect are heroes!"

At this time, the disciples of the Tai Chi sect shouted in unison: "Master Xie Yexuan composed poems for us!"

After speaking, they turned their heads to look at the sticks of the cold country:

"Come, kill us, and we will have eternal life in fire and blood!"

At this moment, everyone laughed wildly, and their eyes were extremely contemptuous, as if life and death were as ordinary as eating and drinking.