Turbulent Times Chapter 998: Go to prison

Sword God disdainfully glanced at the people at the door and said: "Even without these three hostages, if you want to keep me, you will have to pay a very heavy price. I believe you will not let your own people die. Too many."

Wang Junlin did not accept the words of the sword god, but said: "Senior deliberately disguised himself to assassinate me, which shows that senior has scruples about junior."

The pupils of the sword **** with a calm face shrank slightly, Wang Junlin snorted coldly and continued: "Naturally, with the strength of the senior, he would not be afraid of the junior, or even senior Chunqiu, but if the senior has relatives who care, then it will be different Already."

Sword God remained silent for a long time, Wang Junlin knew that he had guessed right, he felt relieved, and continued, "Presumably the senior knows the ability of the junior, or the power in the hands of the junior, no matter who the senior cares about, or the senior Wherever your relatives are hidden, the younger generation will be able to find them.”

When Wang Junlin said this, he stopped talking. He knew the truth to the end. Threatening too harshly would only make the other party angry and desperate to kill him.

I don't know how long it took before the sword **** sighed and said: "You are right, I do care about someone, but it will take a lot of time for you to send someone to find it, and if I kill you before then I missed you..."

Wang Junlin sneered and said: "Let's not talk about whether you can kill me, even if you kill me, it's useless, because if I die, there will be many people desperate to avenge me, you and the people you care about will die."

Sword God sighed, and said helplessly: "But I have to help others to do what I promised others, and I can't give up halfway..."

During the speech, the sword in his hand trembled slightly, and suddenly the power of the sword gradually weakened. The sword **** looked at Wang Junlin indifferently, and said, "Mr. Lu has already died a lot of people."

Wang Junlin squinted his eyes, looked at the master without flinching, and said slowly: "Is there any goal in this world that can be achieved without death?"

"What are you trying to achieve?"

"I'm a subject...I'm just following orders." Wang Junlin's eyes flashed strangely, and he said with a smile, "Other than that, I don't have any other ideas."

"Even death?"

"No, you will never kill me."

Sword God fell silent, and said after a long while: "The emperor didn't ask you to kill all Lu's people."

Wang Junlin roared: "Stupid, if I don't eradicate the Lu family, Fanyang County will never have peace. How many people died because of the rebellion, how many people will the Lu family kill? And the deficit of the national treasury you give me Fill it back?"

Sword God suddenly turned around and glanced at Chunqiu Nu and the others, then turned his head, his eyes were like swords, and an inexplicable and palpitating killing intent shrouded Wang Junlin's body, he finally said slowly : "If I want to kill a person wholeheartedly, he can dodge once, but he can't dodge countless times, so you'd better listen to me."

While speaking, he lifted the long sword in his hand slightly, and Wang Junlin's heart skipped a beat. With a loud roar, all the true energy in his body was poured into the Dragon Sparrow Saber, and he slashed forward like lightning.

Boom!

The swords collided with each other, but there was a bang, and Wang Junlin was shaken by a strong force. His body twisted in the air and smashed through the wall behind him. He stabbed at Wang Junlin.

Wang Junlin felt a savage sword intent on the Sword God's sword, chasing him closely, as if it might cut him in two at any time.

Wang Junlin retreated sharply, and suddenly kicked on a big tree behind him, his body suddenly rose, accelerated again, turned three somersaults in the air, and landed on the tree trunk with the force of the rebound.

"Shoot the arrow!"

The moment Wang Junlin landed on the tree trunk, he brazenly ordered that the 200 soldiers in the surrounding area hold strong crossbows and shoot at the sword **** at the same time.

I saw a burst of sword light flickering, and all the crossbow arrows fell to the ground three feet away from the sword god. What surprised everyone was that the speed of the sword **** was hardly affected during this process. .

The realm of the master is so powerful!

Shan Xiongxin and Zhang Tiangang led a group of masters to protect the big tree where Wang Junlin was in the middle, layer upon layer, making human shields fearlessly, but Chunqiu slaves and insect monsters were already yearning for the posthouse The sword **** who fled abroad chased after him.

Wang Junlin fell from the tree, thinking that if Nie Xiaoyu or the Spring and Autumn Valley Master were here today, it would be difficult for the Sword God to retreat completely.

When Shan Xiongxin saw that the prefect was safe and sound, he said in a trembling voice: "My lord, are you all right?"

Wang Junlin hid his trembling hands behind his back, and said calmly, "What can happen?"

While speaking, he watched the sword god's back disappear into the darkness, and hurriedly shouted: "Come back."

Chunqiu Nu and Chong Yao, who moved at different speeds, retreated quickly. Wang Junlin was worried that the two of them would be singled out one after the other, and would be killed one by one by the Sword God. At different levels, the little golden snake of the worm demon can play a very limited role.

At this moment, no one noticed that the big tree where Wang Junlin was standing just now had a crack, and the gap was getting deeper and deeper.

With a loud click, the big tree split in two and fell to the ground.

Listening to the voice, everyone turned their heads to look, and then everyone was stunned, including Wang Junlin. Everyone's eyes were full of shock, and everyone's mouths were opened wide. The dust and wood gravel that gradually filled the sky fell into their mouths, and they didn't respond at all.

"Surely there is sword energy!" Wang Junlin clearly saw that the Sword God's sword did not hit the tree.

The three scholars, Xiang Nan, Mou Xuhong, and Zhao Shuren stood there with shock on their faces. Before this, they never thought that there are such powerful warriors in the world, and that weird person Leather masks, the experience just now is enough to make them have nightmares for a few days.

The county lieutenants and captains from Zhuo County outside the posthouse hurriedly ran towards this side, knelt down in front of Wang Junlin, and said, "You should be damned, you didn't protect your lord well, and let assassins sneak in, please punish your lord."

Wang Junlin said in a cold voice: "You really deserve to die. Come and take them down. Tomorrow, the people in the city will be summoned to announce their crimes."

"Sir, please forgive me!"

"My lord, my lord..."

The two of them kowtowed again and again with despair on their faces. The county soldiers outside the posthouse heard the movement and there was a little commotion, but in the end no one dared to make any changes.

Several government soldiers on the left and right stepped forward, removed the official hats and uniforms of the two, and took them down.

Wang Junlin said to Shan Xiongxin: "Select from the soldiers who can read and write, and have performed well these days, and have made great contributions, and fill the posts of captains and county captains in Rongcheng County and Zhuo County. Come on, take office immediately, and I will report to the court and His Majesty later."

Shan Xiongxin hurriedly said yes respectfully, and then turned around to make arrangements. Wang Junlin had already told him about these things, and he had already selected the person.