Chapter Twenty-Three: Accept Haotian's Judgment
When Tong Yushan was covered in blood and killed the one hundred and ten people, he turned around and shook off the minced meat on his body, while blowing his beard and glaring with bulging eyes, and scolded angrily: "Brother Shan, are you going to watch it for a lifetime?"
"Watch your back!" At the moment when Tong Yushan turned around, behind him, two black-robed people fell from the sky, and the brilliant blow was about to fall on the top of Tong Yushan's head, Liu Shayun tightened, and disappeared in front of Liu Chen's eyes with a shout.
"Bang!" There was a muffled sound, Liu Shayun palmed each hand, and the violent turbulence bounced away violently, making Liu Chen and the three of them can't help but take a few steps back, Tong Yushan turned around, the anger in his eyes was almost about to erupt into fire, Liu Shayun just landed, he roared angrily, picked up the plate axe and slashed towards one of the black-robed people.
"Heavenly Steps!"
The only one who can beat Liu Shayun back from the sky to the ground is the existence of the same level as him, Chen Sheng protected Liu Chen and Wu Tong took a few steps back, glanced at each other, and saw the fear in their eyes, if those two palms fell on Tong Yushan's head, the consequences would be unimaginable.
Although his mouth is as hard as an iron plate that cannot be pried open on weekdays, but when his own uncle was almost in a desperate situation, Wu Tong was angry, and the killing intent revealed from his eyes, and without waiting for Chen Sheng to greet him, he pulled out his knife and slashed at the surrounding crowd.
After fighting for nearly an hour, Langyawei, who rushed from all over the place, was dragged directly into the water before he could speak, and three groups of people were red-eyed, just kill people when they see them, as long as they are not their own people, they all copy the guys and greet them to death.
Intermittently, there were bursts of explosions in the crowd, and those dead soldiers of the Martial Spirit Palace, at the last moment of their lives, did not hesitate to urge the self-explosion, and died with the enemies around them, the banks of the Weishui River have become a purgatory for grinding meat, and even the air began to be filled with a trace of tragedy and fear.
The heavenly master joined the battle group, and the brilliance in the sky also began to bloom one after another, tonight in Chang'an, countless people couldn't sleep all night, how many pairs of eyes looked in the direction of the Weihe wharf, the desolate shouting and killing sound seemed to be close to the ears, people were terrified, and people were crying.
Liu Shayun, who was sitting in the imperial garden of the palace, suddenly put down the chess pieces in his hand, stood up alone, and looked into the distance, he smelled the breath of listening to the mountain scriptures, he felt the majesty of asking the water trick, his third brother, finally made a move, and he didn't know what his opponent looked like, let alone what Liu Shayun's current situation was after he started.
Feeling Liu Shayun's worry, the Emperor of the Apocalypse, who was playing against him, also stood up and walked to his side, and was silent for a long time before he slowly spoke: "Senior brother, tell me, how many children will lose their fathers forever tonight, and how many old fathers will lose their sons forever." ”
"Aren't we always losing when we live?" Liu Jingfeng smiled slightly, looking back at the emperor's flickering cheeks, he understood what the emperor meant, but he promised Liu Shayun that he would never leave the palace until dawn, and none of the masters of the Gongsun family could leave the gate of the imperial city!
The Champion Hou Mansion is brightly lit.
"Liu Zhi, do you know what you did yourself?" Xu Kun began to be a little annoyed, and the appearance of his cloak began to become a little hideous, and he trembled and let the sweat on his face stain his clothes.
"Master Hou, what are you talking about?" Liu Zhifeng held the chopsticks lightly, slowly picked up the delicacies on the plate, raised his glass, but was surprised to find that Xue Zheng, who was sitting opposite, had already closed his eyes tightly, compared to Xu Kun, who was in a frenzy, the taciturn Xue Zheng was already bloodless and miserable.
"My sons are bleeding, far away in the sky, I can clearly hear their wails, close my eyes slightly, the smelly blood makes my heart like a knife, you are also leading the soldiers, can you really be indifferent at this time?"
"I don't know what you mean. Liu Zhi snorted coldly and raised his glass.
"Liu Zhi!" The furious Xu Kun suddenly stepped forward and grabbed Liu Zhi's clothes, his blood-red eyes as if he was about to devour Liu Zhi alive.
"Whoosh!" In the gloomy corner, more than a dozen hidden Sword Pavilion masters appeared, and the cold and cold long swords came out of their sheaths together, and they shook straight in Xu Kun's eyes, the Grand Duke of Cangzhou was threatened, as long as Xu Kun dared to move again, those swordsmen would immediately take action and kill this champion Hou Mansion to the ground.
The scenes of the palace and the palace of the champion were staged one after another in the mansions of the grand dukes and nobles of the imperial capital, and the shouting and killing on the dock continued, and people suddenly realized that there had never been a day of night, like the Dragon Boat Festival in the twelfth year of the Apocalypse.
I don't know how many people he killed, Liu Chen panted and leaned towards Wu Tong's side with a long sword, his iron sword had been changed a few times, how many times, he cut off the sword body, and then picked up the sword on the ground, those swords, some even had a trace of residual warmth, but its owner couldn't even find a complete corpse.
In Heishuiyuan, when hundreds of cavalry of the martial arts realm charged at the same time, he could win a hundred battles, and when he arrived here, there was almost no existence under qi refining, but he could still deeply feel the fragility of life, and the body of flesh and blood was so vulnerable.
His left arm had been pierced, his back was already covered with scars, as he slowly pulled Wu Tong to keep up with Chen Sheng's footsteps, in this not long or short from a small road, the blood of the three people drew shocking blood marks on the ground.
"Boom!" An explosion resounded in the sky, making the killing on the ground pause, everyone raised their heads in despair, the explosion startled the chess pieces in Liu Fengfeng's hand, and also made Liu Zhi's face change with a smile on his face, and it was a miserable white in an instant, the earth began to tremble, and the broken tiles on the palace wall tower suddenly smashed on the aisle, shattering the spring dreams of countless people.
It was the self-explosion of the Heavenly Rank Master, and the brilliant light illuminated the night sky of the entire imperial capital, the silent and dark night, suddenly like day, the light lasted for a long time, and then slowly, slowly, it was replaced by a new shouting and killing, and all the sins were in this eternal night where the light was gone.
"Third uncle!" The dazed Liu Chen saw a figure shooting rapidly in the distance at the moment when the glimmer disappeared, and as soon as Liu Shayun came into contact with the figure, it was like a kite with a broken string, flying upside down, and the blood passed through the face towel on his face, turning into a blood mist in the sky, and when Liu Shayun smashed in front of Liu Chen, the figure in mid-air appeared.
The man had goosebumps, his hands behind his back, his eyes were full of sarcasm, looking down at Liu Shayun who was constantly spurting blood, the corners of his mouth were sneering, and his slender eyes were curved into a piercing arc, there was no wind, but he was fluttering, and he had no words, but he was proud of the common people.
"Super, super, extraordinary!" Liu Shayun lay in the crook of Liu Chen's arm, his eyes were full of horror and wanted to raise his hand, every word spit out from his mouth, the blood that was like an open valve, quickly stained his clothes, looking at his embarrassed appearance, Liu Chen suddenly felt fear, he smelled the smell of death, he couldn't believe that Liu Shayun, who was as powerful as a god, lost the strength to resist with one move.
"The old man doesn't want to know who you are, you don't have to open your mouth, now, the old man will raise his noble hand and send you to hell together, heretics, the sins you have committed, the waters of the Lechuan River cannot be washed away, accept the judgment of Haotian!"
The black-robed man's hands once again lit up with dazzling light, and the breath of death shrouded everyone's heads, and the majestic and oppressive aura made them unable to move their feet as heavy as lead.