Chapter 120: Cannibalism

The token made of gold all over the body, shining in the light, the golden light shot into his eyes, and the same nine-story tower stood in it, unlike the tower from the purple jade building, this tower was made of pure jade, and there was a task of the avatar looming, and the back was eye-catching with two big characters "Holy Messenger". Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

His gaze was fixed on these two big words, and at this moment he felt every bone in his body tremble.

"Holy Messenger!"

The words almost made him faint.

He still has heard of the above structure, the purple jade building and the golden jade building are all subordinate to the Jade Emperor Building, the most powerful in the Jade Emperor Building is undoubtedly the Jade Emperor, and this holy envoy is the second biggest talker, it is rumored that the holy envoy Shenlong sees the head and does not see the end, more mysterious than the Jade Emperor, but it may appear in any place at any time, and his methods are naturally terrifying.

"Do you know who this seat is now, I don't know if this seat has this right?" The black-clothed figure opened his mouth lightly, and there was no trace of reproach in his words, but it was like this, the more frightened Jiang An became.

"The saint - the holy envoy forgiveness - forgiveness, the villain has - has eyes but does not know - does not know Mount Tai, and - also-" A sentence made him stumble and say incompletely.

Under the black hood, this holy envoy has a handsome face, and the corners of his elegant mouth tuft into a smile, this holy envoy is naturally Zhao Haochen.

"Just now, your young master also said that gathering people to destroy the Star Gang, this seat quite agrees, but just with your gang of waste, can you destroy people alone, and the chickens and dogs who want to kill are not left, it's really a fool's dream!"

Zhao Haochen had a gloomy voice, and he reprimanded him very unhappily, which made Jiang An, who was prostrate on the ground, very agree, and secretly applauded in his heart, the Holy Envoy is worthy of being the Holy Envoy, and he can see the pros and cons at a glance.

As everyone knows, this Jiang An landlord who is still applauding is still being kept in the dark by someone and used as a gunman, which also responds to that sentence, sell you and help others count the money.

Hey, master, I sold me for two hundred and five for less.

"In this case, there is no need for the Qingcheng branch to exist. ”

Hearing the words of the holy envoy, Jiang An's heart sank to the bottom of the water all of a sudden, but then he was struck by lightning.

"I only need two hundred people for the nine hundred people of Ziyu, and there is a bloody fight inside, and then I recuperate for three days, leaving only those who are still alive after the destruction of the Star Gang. ”

Jiang An was almost about to cry, these nine hundred people were still killing each other, and he felt a little unbearable.

Although he was not a good person, he saw that the foundation he had worked so hard to build would come to naught overnight, and it was inevitable that he would be lost, but he still tried his best to endure it and did not dare to show the slightest displeasure.

"The living people, this seat will naturally not treat you badly, all of them have become directly under this seat, I want to cultivate first-class talents, don't waste. ”

This last sentence is undoubtedly the most shocking, the Holy Envoy is directly under him, and there are a few people who have this honor, presumably even the landlord does not have such an honor, the wisp of displeasure that permeated Jiang An's heart before disappeared in an instant, but it was endless joy.

I will be able to go straight to the top in the future, which I can't even dream of in my life.

"Thank you, Holy Envoy!" Jiang An was so excited that he couldn't get any more.

However, Jiang An didn't expect that a huge trap had already controlled them to death, and the lamb waiting to be slaughtered was nothing more than that.

"Let's survive and talk about it!" Zhao Haochen sat on the chair, and a cold voice came out of his mouth again.

"Let's get started!"

Jiang An was stunned for a moment, but he didn't dare to slack off in the slightest, but fortunately, the manpower had been assembled, and the bloody and bloody battle began.

The human hand was first divided into two groups, and the doctor clicked twice, and in an instant, the clean and tidy Ziyu branch turned into a bloody hell, and the intestines, minced meat, and stumps and broken bones scattered on the ground abounded.

The sea of blood was surging, and there were still four hundred and fifty people standing on the Shura field, covered in blood, the dazzling red was very eye-catching, and the body was covered with dense scars, one by one, like the demons in the Shura Hell, opening their scarlet mouths, waiting to devour the next target.

Jiang An looked at such a bloody scene, the pain in his heart instantly magnified, and the unparalleled pain tore his heart inch by inch, and he opened his mouth to say something, but under the gaze of Zhao Haochen's gloomy eyes, he had to hold back in his heart.

It was another round of fighting, and it is conceivable that this round of fighting was even more tragic than the previous one.

The original intention was a bloody body, and he fought again, this time under Zhao Haochen's order, he, the landlord, was not spared and joined the ranks of the fight.

Spared the lives of the people in front of him several times, but one attack after another came, and became more and more sharp and ruthless, cutting off life everywhere, after Jiang An shouted, his eyes were red, and he had no choice but to kill him with one palm.

His eyes were hazy with a layer of vague liquid, and the sadness in his heart was filled in an instant, but at this moment, a desperate steel knife ** behind him could follow his waist, and his right foot stepped across, and the phenomenon that he loved you dodged the fatal blow, but there was a hideous and eye-catching cut left on his waist.

The sea of blood is surging, the sword light is surging, and the hell on earth is back in the dust.

Under the black robe, Zhao Haochen's chest was also depressed and uncomfortable, but he had to do this, instead of seeing his own people falling in a pool of blood, it was better to let the enemy fall ruthlessly.

The rivers and lakes are like this, there is no reason, let alone the so-called justice.

What is Truth?

Big fists make sense.

What is Justice?

The winner is king, and the winner represents justice.

No one sees the darkness behind the winners, and no one sees the righteousness behind the losers, all of this has no meaning, maybe there are one or two people who still remember the neatness of the losers, but they are always used as a lesson, educating generation after generation, and subtly portraying them in black.

In less than three hours, on the martial arts training ground that had evolved into the Shura Field, the martial artists and martial cultivators, including Jiang An, were covered with dozens of wounds, their eyes were scarlet, and they were crumbling, but they always kept a certain distance from the people around them, and maybe the next moment, the partners of the mutual mothers would stab you.

The anger on their bodies dissipated for a long time, and their red eyes looked at Zhao Haochen, waiting for the next order.

Zhao Haochen did not have the slightest smile on his face under the black robe, these are all iron-clad men, but they are all buried under their own conspiracy, sighed, waved his hand weakly, and motioned for them to go down and recuperate.

Looking at the sea of blood in his eyes, Zhao Haochen's chest was uncomfortable, and he stepped out without stopping at all.