Aggrieved Fish Sprite: 337|Predicting death and life
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“Intent to kill?”
Luo Jiaozhu narrowed his eyes and pondered carefully.
“It’s not the same as the previous assassins.” Suddenly, Lord Luo felt a strong interest. He was an impure warrior and had seen the tragic sight of corpses everywhere.
Su Li’s murderous aura is amazing, but it doesn’t break away from the characteristics of an assassin.
This kind of targeted killing intent is like a blade hanging overhead. If you can’t find it, it will make people irritable, but in the end it is still a bug squatting in a dark corner. As long as you find a way to shoot to death, the crisis will disappear in an instant.
It feels different now.
It is as if you are in the battlefield where the army is fighting and fighting, and a layer of goose bumps is stirred up from the back of the neck, and both hands are eager to hold the weapon, turn back to welcome this **** battle, and welcome this corpse everywhere, blood drifting. The wonderful view.
The boundary between life and death is unclear.
Body and spirit are deadwood.
Master Luo took a deep breath in intoxication. There is no such master in the Holy Lotus Altar, and the enemy also lacks such a general.
——Even if it is Zheng Tu, there are still too few people who have been killed by Zheng Tu!
Command the Wanjun, slaughter as much as you want, and then step on the boundless corpse to surpass all living beings.
This is the ambition of Lord Luo. He may not want to be the ninth-five god, but he has long been reluctant to mess around in the rivers and lakes. What is the meaning of manipulating a group of idiots? Even if there are countless people kneeling under their feet in fear, life is too far. Boring.
Hate that he was born too late, decades earlier, this is not the case in the world.
“Stop.” Master Luo gave an order, and the priests who were attending the Holy Lotus Altar all stopped.
Everyone watched in astonishment as Master Luo turned and walked backwards, ignoring the others.
“Master, Xingjun is waiting for you…”
The guardian of the holy lotus altar who was talking stopped abruptly, because he saw Master Luo picking up the weapon abnormally.
It’s a real weapon, it’s not a knife grabbed casually, or directly with the palm of both hands.
It was a very weird weapon. The whole thing resembled a crescent halberd, but the proportions of sharp hooks were exaggerated. The edges of the crescent blade were like sawtooths. Once cut into the flesh and blood, it would leave traces like beast bites. Causes wounds to be broken and bones and muscles are difficult to heal.
Obviously, this is not a weapon commonly used by Jianghu people. It is too eye-catching and not easy to carry.
But anyone who sees Lord Luo used this weapon will have a deep fear of the Lord of the Holy Lotus Altar.
The body bound is not a **** and Buddha who teaches people to kneel down, but an evil spirit who is hungry for the taste of flesh and blood.
About Mo is for the sake of the development of the Sacred Lotus Altar. Master Luo rarely reveals his bloodthirsty side. However, for those who are evil and evil in the martial arts who join the Sacred Lotus Altar, Master Luo has no such scruples.
After all, to deal with the wicked can only be more evil. If you can’t frighten these lawless guys and make them fear, it will be impossible to smoothly gather this part of the power.
——I personally slash anyone who violates his wishes with his own hands, and likes to do it in front of his subordinates.
The change from the leader to the ghost, the only difference is that he holds the weapon. This trick is very effective. It seems that a large part of the fear has been transferred to the crescent halberd. Normally, the crescent halberd will be placed in the carriage. Or in the camp.
At this moment, led by the law protector, everyone took a breath, their pupils suddenly contracted, and they took a step back involuntarily.
Who would dare to care about King Tianshou waiting for Lord Luo to pass by!
To tell the truth, the people in the Holy Lotus Altar have a strange view of the Heavenly Giving King. They can’t figure out what the Heavenly Giving King is, mainly because most of the time they see the Heavenly Giving King is a fake. The impersonation took too long, and even if it really came out, they wouldn’t understand it.
However, the leader of Luo Jiao wholeheartedly wants to follow the Tianshou King, or pull the banner of the Tianshou King to make a fuss, who dares to run and ask why? A daredevil like this simply can’t live up to the position of being a high-level man in the Holy Lotus Altar.
The incident in the back formation has not yet been passed on.
The carriage of the Tianshou King looked very gorgeous under the firelight, as if it were not afraid of any sneak attack.
The puppet sat there tremblingly. He was sealed off, unable to speak or move.
Although in the eyes of outsiders, he was protected enough by his side, and there were even two saints sitting upright, but this poor man wearing a purple and gold mask felt that he was a fish on a cutting board and was roasted on a fire a piece of meat.
As long as a streamer can take his life, and he will sit upright, as if invulnerable, even if the blood dries out, there is no pain.
This is not a magnificent carriage, but a death cage, and a stage to showcase the supernatural powers of “Mr. Purple Star”.
The rebel soldiers know nothing about the truth. When they see the carriage, they feel very stable, and they even work faster.
They dragged the wood left near the city wall after the defeat of the Jingzhou Army and piled it on the empty ground.
In front is the inner city of the county with a four-cornered arrow tower, with torches shining in the night like day.
Jingzhou Army thought that the city could last ten and a half days, and prepared a complete set of military supplies. Now they are all in the bag of the Heavenly Grant King’s army.
Zheng Tu’s face and body are covered with a thick white cloth band, which makes him look weird. There are also many generals in the adversary. They are not the firewood that was haplessly flying out that night. Burns are hit by gravel and sand infused with vigor, and they are directly broken.
Zheng Tu suffered the most injury, but it was the most indifferent of all. You must know that other people were either feverish or unconscious, or barely bracing themselves to show up. They couldn’t even climb up on horseback. They weren’t that way. Good internal skills.
But the injury also affected Zheng Tu, and the continuous pains caused him to be angry.
Slaps people without slaps in the face, is the truth that even the reckless man knows. The mysterious swordman was so arrogant that he rescued the assassin after playing around. Just like before on the wall of Huaxian County, I dared to use my own strength to block the pass, it seems that this method is to be used to demonstrate.
——He is saying that he can do it, and he has the ability to destroy everything Zheng Tu bothered to plan.
Although it’s just a little trouble now, it will cause a little trouble.
Zheng Tu couldn’t help stroking the cloth covering his face, thinking about how to catch a few famous doctors in the south of the Yangtze River. He couldn’t really ruin his face. No one with scars on his face could successfully become an emperor. In fact, even a blind eye or a broken leg is better than a complete disfigurement.
The mask of the King Tianshou is too gorgeous and decorated with many things. Even the eyes are covered with smoky crystals, which can even change the color of the pupils from a distance, which perfectly conceals the identity. But once it shatters, the damage is particularly great.
Don’t say anything else, when Zheng Tu still has a horrible face when the government is “recruiting security,” I’m afraid the official position he will get will be much smaller than expected. This is precisely what Zheng Tu cannot bear.
“What’s the matter?” Zheng Tu regained his senses and found that Lord Luo and others had not arrived yet, like a big show that could not start.
The Godsend King in the carriage could not speak, Zheng Tu naturally played the role of asking questions.
The people he asked couldn’t answer. It was too dark, and they were too bright here, and it was difficult to see what happened next.
Zheng Tu frowned, and subconsciously told him that something had happened again, so he didn’t even think about it, and said directly: “Attack.”
“General Zheng?”
The people who heard the order looked at Zheng Tu in surprise. The leader of Luo has a high status. How could he attack without waiting for someone to arrive?
Zheng Tu casually said: “Master Luo is bothered by the evil spirits. Perhaps he has gone to the Chenghuang Temple with all the saints. At the moment, it is a big matter to conquer the city and stabilize the king’s spirit. Do not delay. Do you want the king to continue to wait here? ?”
Without waiting for the response of others, Zheng Tu’s soldiers were signaled, and they shot a tarpaulin tied and lit a fire arrow at the pile of wood.
As if a signal, the rebel soldiers shouted feverishly, rushing to throw the torch in his hand.
The flames rose into the sky, and the smoke billowed.
The wind direction just sent the black smoke to the inner city, and the Jingzhou army on the arrow upstairs of the city head coughed and looked terrified.
——Is this a coincidence?
Is there someone in the army who understands the sky and knows that the westerly wind will not stop all night, or just set off a fire indiscriminately, and are not afraid of turning it on themselves?
“Red flame burns the sky, red lotus cleans the world!”
“Mr. Purple Star, the destiny comes to the world!”
The saint sang and screamed with the congregation, and the heavy catapult was slowly pushed in and bombarded at the inner city gate.
The Jingzhou Army is very painful. The enemies they fight against are like fools with no sense, but also mixed with soldiers accustomed to fighting. How can there be thieves who can use siege equipment?
Actually, the combat power of this army of Heavenly Granted Kings is not that terrible. They are just locusts from time to time. Even if there are former Yizhou soldiers and horses in it, they can only fight basic offensive and defensive warfare at best. The problem lies in it. The Jingzhou Army in Nanping County was not so good either.
The Jingzhou Army is better than bad.
Because they are not only lack of fighting spirit, but there is no general who can take on the big task.
Zheng Tu squinted his eyes and looked down at the city wall. He was going to let the adversary behave a little stronger, and it was best to scare the guts of the powerful in Jingzhou.
——As for Zhaoan? He didn’t intend to vote for the Three Kingdoms of Chu from beginning to end. Only Qi Chao could accept him and become his fertile ground.
Qi Chao didn’t care how many people died in Jiangnan, and maybe he was willing to promise high-ranking officials to let him continue to mop the south!
The looting of Jingzhou and the disaster of Yangzhou have just begun.
“Kill”
Zheng Tu shouted loudly.
He is under his command, no matter if he believes in Mr. Ziweixing or not, he will not refuse the wonderful enjoyment after breaking the city.
This is not a city wall, just a door that prevents them from getting money and food.
Blood and fire bloom, and the sound of fighting resounds through the sky.
However, the atmosphere behind the army formation was completely different. More and more bandits who had been scattered to the city to burn, kill, and loot fled back. They were full of horror and ran into a panic. The darkness is like an invisible beast’s open mouth, devouring human lives greedily.
Luo Jiaozhu dragged the crescent halberd with his right hand, with a faintly excited expression, striding towards the dark spreading here.
The murderous spirit is getting closer.
The strong smell of blood that makes people tremble all over.
Master Luo stood still, raised the crescent halberd, grinning with a bloodthirsty smile.
The darkness has been pushed to the street in front of him, and only the torch behind Luo Jiaozhu remains bright.
The first thing that appeared in the deep and dark was a pair of cloth shoes, ordinary in style, just so ordinary, stepping out of the darkness where everyone was fighting to escape without any waves.
——Not a trace of dust, a little blood.
Even its owner is not walking fast.
Just like the hometown of spring breeze, flying flowers freely, walking around.
The sleeves of the robe are lightly raised, and the right hand is at the back. From the clothes to the posture, they are all in the air of a hermit.
Under the firelight, I saw the man raising his eyes and staring, like a bright moon, twilight and mysterious.
The illusion of this moment is still reflected in the eyes of the people of the Holy Lotus Altar. There is an instant gust of wind and rain, the shadow of the footsteps, and the appearance of a long rainbow, and the sky is shaking like a sword in the dark.
“Boom.”
Crescent halberd hit the Zifeng Sword.
There was no verbal contest, no unnecessary temptations, the Master Luo almost rushed on at the sight of Meng Qi and tried his best.
The soldiers met each other, with a clanging sound, a sudden burst of energy calmed the surrounding obstacles, and even the congregation of the Holy Lotus Altar, which was ten meters away, could not help staggering back.
Flying sand and rocks are indistinguishable from the eyes.
In the eyes of the rebel soldiers, it was like a demon raising yellow sand and engulfing Master Luo inside.
“The monster is coming!”
Who can have that face and walk leisurely at this time? Only demons and demons!
They shouted in horror, staggering forward.
Seeing that the situation is not good, the people of the Holy Lotus Altar hurriedly shouted: “Hurry up! Don’t run around!”
The streets ahead are covered with darkness.
The purple sword light is dazzling, and it exists several feet away from the sword’s edge. This graceful and beautiful arc is the trajectory left by the sword’s edge. A sword is more powerful than a sword. It seemed like a beast with sharp claws and fangs. Whenever it became bloody, the priests of the Holy Lotus Altar would be frightened, knowing that Lord Luo was injured.
“Hahaha, come again!”
Luo Jiaozhu shouted wildly, the crescent halberd was swung faster and faster, the sword light began to mix with another serpentine bright rainbow, and the stone bricks on the two walls of the streets were peeling off.
The infinite power brought by Qi Jin is forcibly confined in a small battle group. The smaller their range of influence, the more damage the place passed by the sword light halberd shadow. In a blink of an eye, the ground was cracked three feet apart, and the walls of the streets and lanes were twisted and deformed, and the houses were crumbling.
Here is close to the inner city. The houses are owned by wealthy and powerful households. Because of the approach of the heavenly entrusted king’s army, all the people who lived in it have moved to the inner city. One more city wall can barely sleep, leaving only a large empty space. House with a few slaves.
After the city was broken, I was going to be frightened, and when I heard such a movement, the servant in the house hugged his head and fled.
“Boom!” The crescent halberd smashed the roof, snake-like walking across the trees in the courtyard.
The Zifeng sword infused with true energy, penetrating bricks and stones is as simple as piercing window paper.
No matter what is blocking the front, even if it is a locust tree that is more than 30 years old, the bark and sawdust are violently flying, like a downpour.
The guardian of the holy lotus altar screamed, and his body fell back for a few steps, only to see the blood flowing from his calf, and a piece of bark nailed to it like a hidden weapon.
The crowd turned pale after being bluffed, and hurriedly backed away.
The retreat of the torch means that the light completely fades in this street.
The guardian of the Holy Lotus Altar, who was left in place, endured the pain on his leg, and was about to get up with difficulty. Suddenly he felt inexplicable palpitations, and a strong force dragged him into the deeper darkness from behind.
——He tried to swipe to grab the rocks on the ground, his nails turned off.
The screams stopped abruptly, only the stones stained with blood were left in front of everyone, and the guardian had been dragged into the darkness.
“What is going on?”
“There are people hiding in the dark!”
Suddenly someone forced their spirits, stretched the torch forward, and said angrily: “Pretend to be a god, get out of it.”
These villains from the rivers and lakes cursed a few words to embolden themselves, then glanced at each other, and stepped forward slowly in a back-to-back posture.
Lord Luo is still in the Meng Qi fighting endlessly, with fierce tactics, lack of skill, and those who are not deep in the realm will only feel dizzy if they want to take a closer look. They can only do their best to protect themselves and try to test the unknown enemy hidden in the dark. .
Immediately there was a cool breeze on the flat ground.
Everyone only saw a shadow, leaning out, and the figures of a few people who leaned into the darkness back to back suddenly stopped, and instantly their heads flew, the blood rushing out accompanied by the shaking body, and the torch fell to the ground.
The crowd was too horrified, and the cool breeze was already blowing in their faces.
There is no killing intent, like the mountains and the autumn wind, and the clear springs in the woods, but everyone who touches them will die.
The back formation is completely chaotic, and no one can restrain the rebel soldiers who are fleeing in panic. The saints of the Holy Lotus Altar also realize that this is just a few days ago in Huaxian using a ghost-like sword to rescue the assassin. Unknown masters of, they didn’t die last time, but this time they didn’t have such good luck.
The blade passed by, blood drops swayed, and the eyes were all stumps and broken arms.
People with higher martial arts in the Sacred Lotus Altar did not stop but turned back and fled, so that no one can complete the three moves without a blade.
Screaming pain and **** lingering around the tip of the nose and ears.
Mo Lei sighed lightly, with his backhand retracted the knife and returned to the darkness.
——He hasn’t killed anyone like this.
The fact is that the genius doctor can only rescue one person in an instant, but can kill a dozen people.
Allow the rescuer to hold the killing knife, even though his mind is uncomfortable, Moli’s hand does not hesitate.
Feeling the breath of Meng Qi, Mo Li guessed that he was affected by the other party, but what about? Even if he couldn’t see the other party’s face or hear the voice at this moment, Moli could still feel the majestic sword force clearly.
The will that comes out with the sword and cannot be urged.
For decades, the world has settled down, and the will that faded away with the death of Chu is now reappearing.
…Although Emperor Yongchen is powerless, Fengxing Pavilion Qiujing has a weak ambition, and Cheng Jingchuan has power and ambition, the pros and cons they will add to this world in the future are still unknown. Perhaps the world is still chaotic and suffering.
But people who can assert that the Holy Lotus Altar, the Tianshou King’s rebellion against the army, the remnants of Xiliang, and even the people who are similar to Sijiapu in Qiuling County are the generations who conspire for their own gains and cause disasters. Without them, the world may not be better; but with them, it will be worse.
“Therefore, impermanence is impermanent, and I will take my life on my behalf!”
Meng Qi’s eyes are cold, his eyes are murderous, and he regards his opponent as dead.
The internal force in the palm is raised again, the sword carries the spiritual energy of the heaven and the earth, and with the momentum of the thundering force, the crescent halberd is offset by a single blow.
Master Luo’s face suddenly changed, and he couldn’t dissipate his momentum even after ten steps back, his chest churned with blood, and he couldn’t help but press his left hand against the wall to stabilize his figure.
The remaining power shook, and with a bang, the wall broke a few cracks along the left palm of Lord Luo, and instantly collapsed.
Master Luo couldn’t help cursing secretly. How can someone become more vigorous the more they fight, and the more swordsmanship they get, the more they fight, the more they are going to fight. Today, I’m afraid there is a ghost?
With doubts in my mind, I retreat.
He rushed into the house, which was large and beautifully furnished, and it was obvious that the owner was either rich or noble.
The super master can restrain the sound of the screen in an instant, and can’t hide it. Luo Jiaozhu chose an excellent position, while he was able to heal his internal organs, while secretly swearing, he vowed to teach this defiant opponent a lesson.
The room is dark and dull, and you can’t see your fingers.
Suddenly the sword pierced the brocade screen, thousands of silk satin shattered like paper, and the crescent halberd dangerously caught it with its upper hook.
When the silhouettes crossed, Master Luo suddenly exerted his force, splitting his left palm, and at the same time kicking out his legs in a chain, sharp blades appeared on the toes of his boots.
Meng Qi did not differ in a moment, and then he swept up, stepping on the boots kicked by Master Luo, and slammed the person off, holding the sword with his right hand and violently smashed through. The rear wall.
Luo Jiaozhu sneered, he was unsuccessful and was forced to leave the hiding place, but his opponent was helpless.
The sword and the crescent halberd cannot be separated from each other, and the direction is beneficial to the leader Luo, because the back of Meng Qi is always under the force of the back of the wall, and the leader Luo is not injured, and his fierce palm is still chasing Meng Qi.
Too naive, Master Luo thought to himself, if he fights swords and fights internal strength, he may not necessarily be an opponent.
When the power was about to end, Meng Qi was in the air, and it seemed inevitable to avoid it. Another low wall was broken, flying sand and walking among the rocks, Meng Qi suddenly became taller, as if being lifted to the side. Guru Luo hit the remaining half of the wall with a palm, the old situation has been exhausted, and the blade was killed by the electric light and fire, and it hit the heart of Guru Luo.
“This…impossible…”
Master Luo is horrified and inexplicably horrified. With such an all-out effort, how can someone lurch on the side silently, and even push Meng Qi to another direction without hurting it. Doesn’t it mean that these two people trust each other wholeheartedly? Even internal forces can be integrated without conflict?
The innocence of the super master’s body guard is no joke.
Autumn leaves are falling, flying to Sha Fu Ding,
Meng Qi landed quietly, holding a sword with his right hand behind him, and standing silently behind Master Luo.
Master Luo stared at the ink carp standing in front of him with a knife in disbelief, his body shook, his mouth and nose were bleeding.
Mo Li’s eyebrows frowned, he drew his knife backhand, floated and then retreated.
This is a very fast and no room for stirring and closing the knife.
Master Luo fell down in despair.
This knife pierced the ribs diagonally, twisted and pierced, piercing the heart accurately.
This kind of accuracy makes Master Luo almost suspect that the other party has killed thousands of people in order to have such an unmistakable feel. You must know that he was not lying down and standing and slaughtering people. The confrontation might not even have half a face. At the moment when the sword was pushed away, he was afraid that even people would not have time to see clearly and only shot.
“You, you…”
No matter how advanced martial arts, you can’t hold back the broken heart.
Master Luo’s breath was nearly absent, his limbs twitched, and no one knew what he wanted to say.
“If you fight for half an hour, there is also a chance to kill you with a sword.” Meng Qi walked slowly and said coldly, “But I have a li, I don’t want to spend this effort.”
Master Luo’s expression was savage and distorted, his eyes were extremely unwilling, and he finally breathed out his last breath and stayed still.
Those who want to step through the mountain of blood and dominate all living beings will eventually become one of the boundless corpses.