Chapter 857 (1/2)
The sword was as bright as snow. The team of 2000 people was killed in less than 20 minutes.
The air was full of bloody smell, no one spoke, all people just looked at the killing scene, no one bowed his head.
Liu Mingyang has no pity when the knife falls and people die. When there was no more prisoner, he finally opened his mouth: ”wolf poison, I don't want to drag on with you anymore.”
He put up a finger, eyes like fire, looking at Xu Yangyi: ”a war.”
”A week later, the great Jin Dynasty and Qingcheng Mountain will fight a decisive battle in Dujiangyan. Do you dare to accept it?”
This sentence, like thunder across the air. In the great Jin Dynasty, I don't know how many ancient eyes all cast over.
Su Changqing stood up from his seat, and there were other arrogant generals. All the generals were looking at the towering mountains in front of him.
First World War.
Win or lose!
The scene was silent. Liu Mingyang stood aloof in the air, with unparalleled power. He stared at Xu Yangyi, and their eyes were like swords. After a long time, he said, ”how dare you?”
Before his words were heard, a row of giant drums behind him started to sound like a tide, across the air and set off waves. The flags of the real martial arts world seem to rise like a black tide, and the voices of millions of people gather into a terrible sound wave, sweeping over the whole Dujiangyan!
”Zhenwu Wansheng! Wansheng! Ten thousand wins! ”
”Dare to fight!”
The clouds in the sky were scattered, and the birds flew away in the mountain fog, just like the solitary clouds. The bloodthirsty cry came with the clouds and hit the Qingcheng Mountain.
”Clang, clang!” I don't know how many friars. At the moment, the sword is almost out of its sheath, and countless eyes are staring at Xu Yangyi.
Fight!
Two thousand heroes can't die in vain! They want to fight! The real martial arts world dares to fight face to face. Even if it breaks the whole ancestral court, it will take over the battle!
”Good courage!” The eyes of the master of Sansheng Temple suddenly became hot, and the sound of sword resounded through his blood. He immediately looked at Xu Yangyi: ”please fight in Heming mountain! Daoyou, what are you hesitating about? ”
Suppressed madness, noisy killing, the big lid of Qingcheng Mountain was completely lifted two years later. The bottom is already covered with fuses / cables.
Once ignited, it's broken, regardless of each other.
All of a sudden, Xu Yangyi looks up at the sky and laughs.
”Ha ha ha ha!” A few seconds later, he lowered his head and said, ”why don't you dare?”
”Since you want to die, I will send you back to the West.”
”The ancestral court of Taoism, southwest gate, Qingcheng Mountain, and the whole Sichuan Basin behind you, two twin cities, meet you this battle!”
Relying on the national gate and taking Chengdu and Chongqing as the logistics, the two-year delayed decisive battle is worth fighting.
Kill a reversal.
I'm going to have a good fight.
In the past two years, no one has been waiting for this decisive battle?
At the end of the speech, on the Qingcheng Mountain, in the sky and at the foot of the mountain, countless sword lights are boiling, and the snow-white blade reflects the sunlight, turning into a magnificent light curtain.
Three million people shine their swords together!
The sword points to Jin.
”Invincible!”
I don't know who yelled this, and then millions of people cheered: ”invincible!”
Two waves of terror hit in midair, and the morale of both sides climbed to the peak. This war decided the war situation of the whole China and the ownership of the later Jin Dynasty. There is no one to return.
”Good!” Liu Mingyang looked up at the sky and roared: ”a week later, let's see... Who can be proud of the world!”
”Brush!” He and the figures of the eight golden elixirs turned into streamers and disappeared in heaven and earth.
”Daoyou, what about tens of thousands of prisoners of Zhenwu?” When Xu Yangyi and his party landed, Chaoyang asked in a deep voice.
”Keep it.” Xu Yangyi didn't hesitate. This scene made him understand too much. More than 2000 people died for righteousness. He... Can't wait for a week.
Now, he wants to do something for these people.
For those who understand all the golden elixir's heart and die without hesitation.
For these friars who have no regrets and no words to their death in order to unite the southwest with the enemy.
He licked his lips with a bloodthirsty smile: ”outside the hall of Laojun, the immortal killing array was left by Zhang Daozu before he entered the Tao. The murderous spirit is too strong. It will take thirty thousand chieftain's flesh and blood to unseal. If our people die, can the prisoners of Zhenwu return? ”As soon as he returned to Laojun hall, Chu Zhaonan came up and looked at him deeply: ”you are so cruel.”
”In order to defend the southwest, try not to try, let 2000 people sacrifice before the battle.”
Sitting on the throne, Xu Yangyi holds up a cup of spirit tea, but the cup rattles.
”Am I wrong?” For a long time, he asked in a deep voice.
It's possible for him to change those people back.
As a prisoner of Zhenwu, but... He didn't try.