Is this a requiem?

The tall man was stunned for a moment, and then he reacted, the body of the Taibai Daoist did not disappear at all, he turned into a point of light and was buried in the earth. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

And the root of it all comes from this sudden requiem.

But Bai Heyuan is obviously dead, why do mourners still appear here.

This change shook the man's heart, and he and the princes looked sideways in the direction of the requiem almost at the same time. But I saw an old man leaning over, holding an erhu in one hand and a bow in the other, and the requiem sounded with his movements.

Everyone's faces changed suddenly.

The expressions of the eleven princes suddenly became solemn, but Hua Fei's party was inexplicably happy.

Naturally, all this will not be because of the arrival of a mourner.

The Undertaker is certainly powerful, but for these princes who have already relied on the blood of the gods to master the power of the Taishang, it is not worth fearing.

And what really unnerved them was the figure standing beside the mourner.

It was a teenager.

Around twenty years old.

Dressed in a blue brocade robe, he carries a sword.

His face was cold, but his eyes were bright but not hot, but showed a cold light.

He stood there, the aura around him condensed, but it inexplicably made everyone smell a trace of danger from him.

"Chang'an!"

"General!"

"Daddy!"

Different salutations, different voices, sounded at the same time from different people's mouths at that time.

The person who came, that is, Su Changan, turned his eyes to look at everyone, and his eyes swept over one by one.

He didn't say much, but his eyes gradually wrinkled, and even, a trace of anger began to rise on his brows, and finally the anger condensed between his eyebrows, lingering like a thousand years of hard ice.

Only then did he withdraw his gaze and look at the eleven princes.

His lips opened slightly.

Asked.

"Who did it?"

His voice was so calm, like a pool of calm stream, but under the unsullied stream were countless sharp swords, which shook so brightly that they reached people's hearts.

The eleven princes were stunned, and a chill was inexplicably born in their hearts.

Especially the tall man standing at the head of the line, after a moment of distraction, he felt a wave of anger rising out of nowhere.

He is the former Zhennan god of the Great Wei Dynasty, Hu Gaoge.

When he died for the star, he ruled the world for Xiahou Haoyu, and there were many heroes and heroes who died in his hands, and now he woke up from his slumber, and he devoured the power of divine blood, and his cultivation was comparable to Taishang, although the young man in front of him was weird, but he didn't feel that he had reason to be afraid of him.

At least in his opinion, the most extreme power in this world is the Taishang, and the first priority to become the Taishang is to forget the feelings, although they did not come to this, but they relied on the power of the divine blood to achieve the matching power. He didn't believe that the young man in front of him could have such cultivation at his age.

So, he took another step, looked at Su Chang'an, and said, "Boy, who are you? Dare to talk to your uncle like this, but you are impatient?"

"Su Changan. In the face of Hu Gaoge's obviously provocative words, Su Changan was not angry, he responded. Then he asked again, "Did you do it?"

"Su Chang'an?" Hu Gaoge was stunned at that time, he had naturally heard of the name Su Chang'an, and since he woke up, he had heard this name mentioned more than once. Speaking of which, he can be regarded as a man of the hour, and it seems that the leader of the rebel army in front of him is this young man, but he never thought that he would be so young.

"Are you Su Chang'an?" he had to put away the contempt in his heart, although Hu Gaoge was arrogant, he was not a fool, this Su Chang'an had hindered His Majesty's major affairs more than once, and he must have something extraordinary, and even the death of Zhenxi Shenhou was not unrelated to him.

Thinking like this, he asked, but his eyes cautiously began to look at the young man in front of him.

"I asked, did you do it?"

But he far overestimated Su Changan's patience, and the young man's voice suddenly increased at this time, and a lion-like roar accompanied by majestic spiritual power gushing out of his body, enveloping Hu Gaoge in an instant.

The first two inquiries were ignored by Hu Gaoge, intentionally or unintentionally, but this time, he was shocked by Su Changan's sudden burst of powerful power, and he was stunned in place.

But Su Changan didn't have the heart to trace the real reason for his reaction.

I saw that his eyes were cold, and a dazzling golden sun mark at the center of his eyebrows suddenly lit up.

"Shake the light. He said this, his voice cold.

The Nine Tribulation Knife on his back flew out suddenly, and the phantom of a swordsman suddenly appeared and held the Nine Tribulation Knife in his hand, when the phantom held the knife, it was like Mo Tingyu was in the world, the long knife in his hand was dazzling, and his body was like a tiger descending from a mountain, slashing towards the Hu Gao Pavilion.

The knife was surprisingly fast.

It's also surprisingly profitable.

Everywhere he passed, even the space seemed to be divided under the blade, and even the light of the sky could not penetrate the boundary cut by the knife and shine in.

Black and white.

Light and darkness.

At that moment, with this long knife as the boundary, it was clear.

Hu Gaoge froze in place, of course he wanted to resist, but his body was locked by some kind of qi machine, or some kind of rule that he couldn't understand.

And the ten princes on the side obviously didn't expect Su Chang'an to be so decisive and ruthless. They were slightly stunned, and hurriedly wanted to come to the rescue.

But Su Changan is no longer the weak teenager he was at the beginning.

His strength grew stronger day after day, and his heart grew cold day after day.

Whoever he wants to kill, he must kill, and no one can stop him.

"Look for death!" out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the people who had been killed, and let out a cold snort from his mouth.

"Tianquan!Tianshu!Yuheng!Tianji!Tianxuan!Kaiyang!"

A long list of names sounded from his mouth at that time, and six phantoms suddenly appeared, so at that time, the sword shadows, spears, and illusion pythons were like the waves of the Li River, emerging endlessly.

Although those phantoms had no substance, the power contained in them was extremely strong, and these ten princes who were comparable to the Supreme Lords could not break through their offensive for a while under that powerful power, and they were stopped alive.

And it was this dazzling kung fu that the knife of the swordsman phantom had already come to Hu Gaoge's body.

Strike!

With a sound like a cut of leather, it sounded on the battlefield.

Fang Cai was still unavoidable, and Hu Gaoge, the god of Zhennan who took the life and death of everyone at will, was hit by the long knife of the phantom like this.

A line of blood went straight down from the center of his eyebrows.

Then there was a soft sound.

His body turned into two neat halves from it, and he fell to both sides.