Chapter 11: The Tragedy

The powerhouse of the golden-clothed Sanctuary was extremely afraid of this weird imp, and he killed the killer at every opportunity, sparing no expense, and even putting down the pride of the powerhouse of the golden-clothed Sanctuary, sneaking behind the attack, vowing to strangle the threat in the cradle.

The golden-clothed Sanctuary powerhouse hugged the little fat man's head from behind the little fat man's back and twisted it hard! This is the powerful and honorable golden-clothed Sanctuary powerhouse's favorite way to kill people - twist the opponent's neck!

The golden-clothed Sanctuary powerhouse showed a hint of intoxication on his face, what he liked most was to listen to the sound of his cervical vertebrae being twisted, in his eyes, this voice was more beautiful than any fame, power, and beauty.

However, today he is destined to be disappointed.

He had already twisted, but the expected sound of his cervical vertebrae being tornized did not appear. The golden-clothed Sacred Domain powerhouse couldn't help but show a hint of surprise and glanced at the little fat man.

The little fat man's face had already been twisted behind his back, but those small eyes were staring at the golden-clothed Sanctuary powerhouse, and his killing intent was boiling.

The golden-clothed Sanctuary powerhouse raised his eyebrows and said, "It turns out that you are really not human. The flexibility of the body has reached this point! You are a divine beast, an underage divine beast. Divine beasts are good things, and their whole body is full of treasures. It's a pity that you could have had the opportunity to become a god in the future, but it's a pity that you ran away to the human world. The golden-clothed Sacred Domain powerhouse's face turned sharp, and his killing intent burst out, turning his palm into a knife, and cutting lightly at the neck of the little fat man.

The little fat man was like a snake, and his body twisted against the limit of human bones, and he actually twisted out from under the lock of the powerhouse of the golden-clothed sanctuary, but as soon as the little fat man got out, a hand knife of the powerhouse of the gold-clothed sanctuary had already cut over. The little fat man's body seemed to be smeared with oil, and he slid backwards for no reason, narrowly avoiding the hand knife of the powerhouse of the golden-clothed holy domain. The hand knife was almost slashed against the little fat man's neck.

The golden-clothed Sacred Domain powerhouse showed a cruel smile: "Is it so easy to dodge the attack of the golden-clothed Sacred Domain powerhouse?"

Just as the hand knife bone of the golden-clothed Sanctuary powerhouse slid to the little fat man's neck, but was dodged by the little fat man's back, a strangely shaped thin sword slid out of the golden-clothed Sanctuary powerhouse's hand, as fast as lightning, and pointed directly at the throat of the little fat man.

"Whew!" the sword burst out of the air, and the cold light was breathtaking.

The little fat man had no way to retreat, and his throat was hit head-on by a sharp sword.

Blood is spurting, blood is splattered!

The little fat man's eyes were extremely abrupt, as if they were about to bulge out, and the severe pain made the little fat man, who had never been injured, close to collapse. Thanks to the fat on his neck, although the sword of the golden-clothed masked man stabbed deep enough, it only injured him, and did not directly stab him in the throat.

The powerhouse of the gold-clothed sacred domain glanced at the little fat man differently, put away his sword and stood, and said to himself: "What kind of breed is this, the flexibility and toughness of the body are so terrifying, I stabbed out with a sword, and even the steel plate behind a zhang can easily penetrate, but the stab on his body is only an inch into the follow-up powerless...... This little ghost is too fat, and the inch-deep wound on his neck can't kill him, it's really troublesome! Could it be that he came from that place? No, before leaving, the sect master told him a thousand times that he couldn't fight against that group of divine beasts, since this little ghost came from there, then ...... I can't stay!"

The strong man of the Golden Cloth Sacred Domain backhanded is a sword, and the momentum of splitting Huashan with one force slashed down towards the little fat man's head, the bright sword light seemed to penetrate the heaven and the earth, and the strong man of the Golden Cloth Sacred Domain was like a god of annihilation, and the breath of destruction swept thousands of miles around. All the creatures within a radius of thousands of miles trembled, including Granny Yin, General Huang, Mr. Ming, and the eight silver-clothed masked men who were fighting fiercely, and they all felt the awe-inspiring killing intent of the powerhouses of the golden-clothed holy domain, only to feel that the air around them was drained, their blood was coagulated, and their whole bodies were weakly paralyzed to the ground.

Thousands of miles away, a cyan hazy figure was flying rapidly, and suddenly felt the naked killing intent of the golden-clothed Sacred Domain powerhouse, and his heart was in a hurry: "Sanctuary! Have you already done it? Teacher, you must hold on! I'll be there soon! Am I still too slow? I have to be faster, faster! Too slow, too slow!" The cyan hazy figure was suddenly covered with a layer of blood, and its speed increased sharply, and it shot away.

In order to arrive as soon as possible, the cyan hazy figure had to use a forbidden technique with extremely serious sequelae and was originally used to save his life.

"Hold on, Teacher!"

For the first time, the little fat man felt the threat of his life and wanted to dodge, but he found that his whole body was bound by an invisible force and he couldn't dodge at all.

"Bang la!" The sword of the golden-clothed Sacred Domain powerhouse penetrated the sky and the earth, and with a sword slash, the little fat man couldn't dodge at all, and could only watch the devastating sword slash down on the head.

"Run! You are not the opponent of the powerhouse of the Sacred Domain now!" At the moment of great danger, an old figure pounced and crashed into the little fat man, knocking the little fat man out of the locked range of the golden-clothed Sacred Domain powerhouse.

"Granny Hidden—" The little fat man shouted hoarsely! It turned out that Granny Yin found out about the crisis of the little fat man, and her instinct as a teacher gave her the courage to resist the coercion of the powerhouse of the Golden Clothed Sanctuary, and rushed over with all her strength and knocked the little fat man away.

However, Granny Yin couldn't hear it, and the moment she knocked the little fat man into the air, Granny Yin's old body was drowned by the sword of the powerhouse of the golden-clothed holy domain, turning into powder, and not even a drop of blood was left. Where the sword passed, it left a terrifying ravine that was bottomless, more than a zhang wide, and thousands of zhang long. The sword slash made an earth-shattering roar on the ground, completely overshadowing the little fat man's roar, making the little fat man feel that his ears were about to be deafened.

"Don't let Granny Yin sacrifice in vain, run away!" General Huang rushed out of nowhere, hugged the golden-clothed Sanctuary powerhouse, and roared, "Run, only you can escape!" No matter how stupid General Huang is, he can see that the little fat man is unusual, otherwise how could the golden-clothed Sanctuary powerhouse kill him with all his might. Ordinary imps, golden-clothed Sanctuary powerhouses can kill a thousand times, ten thousand times with one look.

The little fat man's mind was a mess, and he didn't know what to do. Seeing the brothers and sisters who grew up together being taken away, and the respected elders dying to protect themselves, the little fat man who had never experienced this situation was completely distraught.

"Why don't you run, do you really want to let that old man die in vain?" In the sea of souls, Duobao Daoist shouted violently, at this moment, his eyes were moist, and when he saw Granny Yin, he couldn't help but think of the scene where his master, the Tongtian Sect Master, fought the Four Saints alone in order to vent his evil qi for his disciple, which was strikingly similar to the scene at this moment, and just like that day, he was also powerless to return to the sky, which made him, the head disciple of Biyou Palace, feel a strong sense of frustration in his heart.

"Although your strength is not at the same level as your master, you are all the best teachers in the world......" Duobao Daoist said silently to Granny Yin in his heart, "When I regain my strength, I will definitely find your reincarnation ......"

"Run, run to the right rear, there's a vast forest over there, and you have to escape into the forest to have any hope. Duobao Daoist urged again. Although Duobao Dao is no longer supernatural, he can still use the Yuan Shen to do some simple exploration, just as he has already detected that someone will come to attack. At this moment, he already regretted that if he had reminded him earlier, the outcome might have been different, and now, he could only guide the little fat man to flee for his life.

The little fat man gritted his teeth, with tears in his eyes, turned around and ran towards the right rear, at a fast speed.

General Huang's face showed a hint of relief, and he said secretly: "I was going to die, it should be more ...... to die like this" General Huang's thinking stopped here, and the sword of the powerhouse of the golden-clothed holy domain had already pierced through his skull.

The golden-clothed Sacred Domain powerhouse said disdainfully: "Escape, can you escape?" The golden-clothed Sacred Domain powerhouse just wanted to kick General Huang's corpse, but when General Huang died, he still grabbed the golden-clothed Sacred Domain's strong man's feet and refused to let go.

The golden-clothed Sacred Domain powerhouse showed a look of disgust, and his legs shook, shaking General Huang's hands into a blood mist. But this bought a little time for the little fat man. The powerhouse of the golden-clothed holy domain just wanted to chase the little fat man, and there was another person in front of him blocking the way, of course it was Mr. Ming.

"Is it necessary to get to this point? He's just a kid. Mr. Ming said.

"He's no ordinary kid. Unexpectedly, the powerhouse of the golden-clothed Sanctuary did not kill him directly, but said, "What about you, is it necessary to do this? He is just an ordinary imp, and your life is worth more than his." ”

"As a teacher, I can't watch my students die in front of me and be indifferent. Mr. Ming looked at the place where Granny Hidden died, there was not even the remains of Granny Yin's body, but Mr. Ming seemed to see Granny Hidden looking at him with a smile, Mr. Ming couldn't help laughing, and said indifferently, "This is what I learned from Granny Hidden." ”

"Countless people on the mainland are studying why Granny Yin, an eighth-order primordial emperor, can teach more than a dozen Sacred Domain powerhouses, and even teach earth-shattering ghosts and gods like the Rising Sun Emperor and Marshal Chaoyang, I think this is the reason. Mr. Ming said, "It's a pity, if I hadn't died today, I wouldn't have been able to teach the powerhouse of the Golden Clothed Sacred Domain." ”

Seeing Granny Yin, General Huang, and Mr. Ming taking the initiative to die one after another, the iron-clad heart of the golden-clothed Sanctuary powerhouse also began to waver, and his confidence, which was originally full of confidence, was shaken, and he couldn't help but ask himself: "Can our organization really destroy such a country?"

"To be honest, I respect you very much, but you must die!" the golden-clothed sanctuary powerhouse said softly, and the next moment, the sword of the golden-clothed sanctuary powerhouse stabbed into Mr. Ming's chest. Mr. Ming didn't even see how the powerhouse of the Golden Cloth Sanctuary used his sword.

A sword pierces the heart, and there is no life.

Mr. Ming's body slowly fell, blood flowing all over the ground.

The golden-clothed Sanctuary powerhouse glanced at Mr. Ming deeply, and with a move of his hand, he sucked the black cloth bag into his palm.

At this time, eight silver-clothed masked men rushed over and stood beside the golden-clothed Sacred Domain powerhouse without saying a word.

"That little ghost is likely to be a little divine beast that ran out of the Desperate Forest Sea, and he must not be allowed to return to the Desperate Forest Sea to invite out the adult divine beast at home, otherwise it will be a big trouble, and it is likely to affect the plans of our Death Divine Aid Organization. Thinking of the group of short-protecting divine beasts in the Desperate Forest Sea rushing out of the Desperate Forest Sea to chase and kill him, the scalp of the golden-clothed Sacred Domain powerhouse was numb, and when he thought of the incident three hundred thousand years ago, the golden-clothed Sacred Domain powerhouse couldn't help but tremble, "I have to catch up and deal with that little ghost, you guys take this space bag back to the organization, explain the reason, hurry up, don't let that powerhouse of the Rising Sun Empire catch up." ”

The silver-clad masked man didn't say a word, took the black cloth bag, and disappeared into the darkness.

The strong man in the gold-clothed holy domain also chased in the direction where the little fat man fled, his eyes were cold, although he respected the three people of Granny Yin, General Huang, and Mr. Ming, but the little fat man must not be let go!

"Do you want to escape back to the Despair Forest?

Half a minute later, a hazy cyan figure broke through the air and descended to the ground.

The speed slowed down, and the figure of the person who came was no longer hazy, revealing his true face. It was a young-looking, skinny man. But no one could tell that this person was more than two hundred years old. Stepping into the Holy Realm at the age of two hundred is definitely a genius among geniuses. This person is not well-known in the Rising Sun Empire, but he is famous in the circle of the powerful.

Badao Zhuge Qing!

Zhuge Qing's face was extremely ugly, because he couldn't feel the breath of the teacher's hidden mother-in-law.

Looking at the bodies of General Huang and Mr. Ming who fell to the ground, Zhuge Qing still had a glimmer of hope in his heart: "There is no teacher's body, which means that the teacher has not been killed......"

"Yes...... Is it Mr. Zhuge ?" Suddenly, Mr. Ming on the ground slowly raised his head with difficulty, his face was full of blood mist, and his breath was like a gossamer.

"Yes, I'm Zhuge Qing, are you ......" Zhuge Qing couldn't help but be happy when he saw that there was still a living mouth, and quickly leaned over to help Mr. Ming, and asked eagerly, "How is my teacher?"

"To protect a student, Granny Hidden ...... Already ......"

Zhuge Qing was like being struck by lightning, his whole body was stiff, and there was no trace of brilliance in his eyes.

"It's a ...... Call ......" Mr. Ming was afraid that he would suddenly choke, and did not give Zhuge Qing enough time to accept it, and continued.

"Who is it? Who did it?" Zhuge Qing's eyes were red, like a wounded lone wolf, he no longer looked like a big brother next door like before, he also guessed that Mr. Ming was about to tell the murderer, so he had to press down the sadness in his heart, listen carefully to Mr. Ming's words, and at the same time input the strong spiritual power into Mr. Ming's body. Mr. Ming was pierced through the heart by a sword, and it is a miracle that he can support it until now, Zhuge Qing can't save Mr. Ming, so he can only continue his life for a short time.

After being rescued by Zhuge Qing, Mr. Ming was still very weak, and his voice was as small as a mosquito.

But Zhuge Qing still heard Mr. Ming's words clearly.

"The Grim Reaper's !!"

Chaoyang City, the imperial capital of the Rising Sun Empire.

The Empire of the Rising Sun is a very strange country. Its strange thing is that its military and political are separated. There is no doubt that the Emperor of the Rising Sun is the supreme leader and ruler of the Rising Sun Empire. But unlike other countries, there is another person in the Rising Sun Empire who has a status and power similar to that of the Rising Sun Emperor, and he is Marshal Chaoyang. The Emperor of the Rising Sun was in charge of the government, and the Marshal of Chaoyang was in charge of the army.

It stands to reason that this political system is very dangerous. It stands to reason that there are no two heavens and no two kings in the country, so how can the emperor of a country tolerate the fact that all the military power in his hands is in the hands of his courtiers? How can he tolerate someone who has a lofty position that is not much different from his own? And how can a powerful minister with a heavy army be willing to be subordinate to others, and how can he not support the army and respect himself? Not to mention usurping power and seizing the throne, at least he should coerce the Son of Heaven to order the princes? However, this system has lasted for tens of thousands of years since the founding of the Rising Sun Empire, but there has never been a situation of discord between the monarch and the minister. I don't know how many conspiracies and tricks have tried to divide the two monarchs of the Rising Sun Empire, but no one has ever succeeded. It's a complete miracle!

Each generation of emperors of the Rising Sun Empire was called the Rising Sun the Great, and every marshal was called the Marshal of the Rising Sun. And this generation of the Rising Sun Emperor and Marshal Chaoyang are even more like brothers, they are iron buddies who grew up together with bare butts, and the cultivation of the two is thorough, shocking all the forces on the original continent that covet the Rising Sun Empire. Brothers work together to build the Rising Sun Empire into an iron bucket.

Marshal Chaoyang is oriental by nature, and his name is tomorrow. The ancestor of the Dongfang family was the first Marshal of the Rising Sun, who laid down most of the Rising Sun Empire for the first generation of the Rising Sun Emperor, and also formed a solid friendship with the first generation of the Rising Sun Emperor. After the establishment of the empire, the ancestor of the Oriental family was named the generalissimo of the world's soldiers and horses, also known as the marshal of Chaoyang.

The residence of the Oriental family, the residence of Marshal Chaoyang.

The Marshal's Mansion occupies a land area of thousands of miles, and it is no exaggeration to become a country within a country. The Marshal's Mansion is not only a place where Marshal Chaoyang eats and lives, but also an important place for military aircraft, with dense organs and countless strong people. What is in the marshal's mansion, except for Marshal Chaoyang, no one knows. Marshal Chaoyang once said that even if a god broke into the Marshal's Mansion, there was only one way to die. It is unknown whether any gods have died in the Marshal's Mansion over the years, but the corpses of all the Holy Domain powerhouses who broke into it were hung on a thousand-year-old tree outside the Marshal's Mansion, and they were already hung densely, and there were countless of them. According to reliable sources, Marshal Chaoyang planned to find a few original masters of the wood attribute to transplant a new big tree.