Chapter 1603 (1/2)
The person who was once high above suddenly fell to this point, and Wu Zhetian couldn't accept it.
”You owe my mother this sword. If it weren't for your axe, my mother wouldn't die.” After a sword, Yang Feng's voice came.
Whew!
Another golden sword flashed across, and another wound appeared on Wu Zhetian's body.
”It's true that you owe su.”
In the original battle of soul River, Su really died with great momentum and earth shaking.
I am the descendant of the Yellow Emperor!
I am the descendant of the Yellow Emperor!
Su really roared before he died, and then the blood basked in the soul river. At the moment before he died, he worried that the world would forget himself, so he roared.
Whew!
Another golden sword Qi crossed Wu Zhetian's body, and a wound appeared again.
”You owe this sword to many experts of Pudu gate.”
”Ha ha!”
Wu Zhetian lay on the ground and laughed with hatred, ”Yang Feng, even if you kill me, your dead men can't live.”
Whew!
Yang Feng cut off with a sword in the air again, and the golden sword awn penetrated Wu Zhetian's body.
”You owe these innocent people.”
Looking at Wu Zhetian, Yang Feng said coldly, ”even if I'm wrong, even if I'm wrong at Purdue gate, what's wrong with thousands of innocent people? Why do you want to kill them?”
Thinking of the millions of innocent people who died, Yang Feng felt heartache. It was thousands of lives.
Thinking of the countless bones and the scenes of blood flowing into the river, Yang Feng felt heartache. How cruel it is that so many people died innocently.
”Ha ha!”
Wu Zhetian continued to laugh loudly and said, ”Yang Feng, the millions of people are just millions of mole ants. Would you feel guilty if you killed millions of mole ants?”
In Wu Zhetian's eyes, the tens of thousands of people he brutally killed were just tens of thousands of mole ants.
”OK, OK.”
Yang Feng was extremely angry. Holding Xuanyuan sword in his hand, he stood beside Wu Zhetian and said angrily, ”since in your eyes, thousands of people are just thousands of mole ants, I'll cut off your head and let you apologize to the world.”
”Yang Feng, I'm the executive leader of the gate of life and death. If you kill me, the emperor of heaven will not let you go.” Wu Zha Tian hates Tao.
”You threaten me with the emperor of heaven. If I am afraid of the emperor of heaven, I dare not resist your door of life and death.”
Although Wu Zhetian moved out of the Heavenly Emperor, Yang Feng was still not afraid.
”It's over, it's all over.”
Whew!
The Xuanyuan sword in Yang Feng's hand quickly cut off Wu Zhetian's head.
Hoo Hoo!
When the wind blew, the cold breath and the fear of death poured into Wu Zha's heart one by one.
”No, no...”
In the cold wind, Wu Zhetian's unwilling voice came. He roared loudly and roared loudly.
”Yang Feng, you can't kill me, you can't kill me.”
Although Wu Zhetian roared loudly, Yang Feng's cold sword Qi still galloped down in the air.
A golden light lit up Wu Zhetian's face. Under the sword light, Wu Zhetian seemed to return to his life.
From an ordinary person, he became an expert, a strong man of the gate of life and death, and then became the head of the gate of life and death.
He once had supreme power, he once issued countless orders, and thousands of people died miserably because of his orders one by one.
At that time, he felt that he was the greatest man in the world, had the power to live and kill, and could do whatever he wanted.
But until this moment, when he was about to die under Yang Feng's sword, Wu Zhetian felt that his life was like a dream.
But the dream was too long and beautiful, so when this moment was about to break, he couldn't accept it.
Boom!
At the moment when Wu Zhetian's Xuanyuan sword was about to cut off Wu Zhetian's head, a light appeared in the void, and then a soft breath gently blocked Yang Feng's Xuanyuan sword.
Whoosh!
The next moment, Wu Zhetian disappeared in front of Yang Feng.
I saw a white light in the void ahead. It seemed that it was not a light, but a person.
But the other party's whole body emits white light and is shrouded in light.
WOW!
After the light dissipated, a strange man appeared in Yang Feng's sight. The other party was about forty years old, but he was actually very short. It was estimated that he was only about one meter five.
It's a dwarf!
However, the dwarf appeared in front of him, but Yang Feng didn't dare to look down, because he could feel that the other party was terrible, and the soft light, like the sun, seemed to be inexhaustible.
Who is the other party?
Yang Feng has never seen this person, but he feels very mysterious. He is an unfathomable holy master. The holy breath is like the arrival of Ten Thousand Buddhas. It seems that the holy breath of the heavens is blessed on this person. In the gate of life and death, it is really a strong man like clouds.
”Boy, you are so brave that you want to kill the sect leader of my life and death sect.”