At this moment, I have awakened the eternal heroic spirit of China

On this day, the whole big man cheered for it.

The belief of the soldiers, the hero of the people, the pride of the big man.

Huo Qubing, married.

Hi, really hi.

Countless people are joyful and joyful from the bottom of their hearts, and they will see Huo Qubing cultivate into a true fruit one day.

Anyway, who is that person?Where did it come from? As long as Huo Qubing wished, it would be enough.

On this day, Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty came in person, full of tears as if his son got married.

Ning An looked up at the sky and narrowed his eyes.

Sighed.

God, that has changed.

On this day, the Huo family's [-] soldiers guarded them with mighty momentum, even the emperor was nothing more than that.

Everything was beautiful and smooth.

However, when Wang Zhaojun and Huo Qubing were about to perform the ceremony, a thunderbolt suddenly fell from the sky.

It ruthlessly smashed on the biggest red flower on the door, annihilating it in the air.

Countless guests and literati panicked, but Wei Qing, Huo Qubing, and Han Wudi looked at everything in front of them indifferently.

Wei Qing picked up a jug of wine and poured it into his mouth suddenly, and the fine nectar dripped on the furry beard, shining with crystal light and color.

Quietly touching the long sword at his waist, Wei Qing threw away the jug in his hand with a big wave, and smashed it to the ground, shattering into pieces.

"To get sick, to get married, here, leave it to uncle, today, no one can stop your happy day."

Wei Qing's wobbly steps gradually became steady, and when he started killing, his eyes became cloudy and became sharp and full of sharpness. He clenched the sword in his hand and rubbed dazzling sparks on the ground.

To that day, go.

"Today, with Wei Qing here, even if it is the sky, so what? If you bully my nephew, Wei Qing will kill you, the thief!"

After saying that, he suddenly quickened his pace, and like a swift and fierce cheetah, he came to the gate quickly, stood upright, drew his sword and faced each other, without any intention of flinching.

One person, one sword.

Dare to fight against the sky.

Countless soldiers around rushed out one after another to defend the Huo family. They held spears and aimed at the sky, fighting against the ruler of this world with ordinary flesh and blood.

An awe-inspiring killing intent emanated from them, that was the courage of a mortal.

Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty didn't say a word, and the emperor called himself the Son of Heaven. Going against the sky is an act of treason and injustice.

Not to mention Wei Qing, how could one hundred thousand soldiers come without his will?
"God, from the moment you let Huo Qubing die young, I've been on your terms. Take Huo Qubing, and ask me if I agree or not!!!"

Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty looked at the sky indifferently, full of disdain.

He is the emperor of the world, the overlord of Kyushu, the ruler of China, and the royal family of the Han Dynasty.

According to my wishes, respecting the sky as my father is all right.

Go against my will, go against the sky and destroy the Dao, why not?
Huo Qubing didn't pay attention to everything outside the house, he and Wang Zhaojun paid salutes, greeted each other at the table, showered at the table, joined hands together, joined hands, untied their hair, and there was only one hand-holding salute left.

The door was quietly closed.

In the silent room, only Wang Zhaojun, Huo Qubing and an emcee were left.

Ning An didn't know when he appeared outside, he silently raised his head and looked at the sky.

I saw a group of burning clouds floating in the sky at an unknown time, the entire sky seemed to be burned by a raging fire, it was full of blood red color, and it was like this across thousands of miles.

Darkness enveloped the land of the great man, as if an invisible hand covered the world, covered the scorching sun, and wanted to punish under the darkness.

There seemed to be a huge eye projected down from the rolling clouds and mist, and those eyes were full of ruthlessness, indifference, and full of killing intent.

It seems that everything in the world is like ants in its eyes, not worth mentioning.

Hidden under the eyes are countless twinkling figures, armed with weapons, like heavenly soldiers and generals.

The strong wind blows from nowhere.

It came whistling, rolled up everything on the ground, blew up the big trees, and set off the houses, roaring and roaring like a dragon.

Crying and screaming came one after another.

The eyes that stood proudly above the sky seemed to reveal a trace of disdain, disdain for the weakness of human beings.

He just breathed a sigh of relief.

Human beings are so fragile, such ants, dare to challenge the brilliance of God?
Wei Qing did not speak, the hundred thousand soldiers in black armor did not speak, and Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty did not speak either.

They silently drew out the long swords in their hands, looked at the sky, and stood proudly.

Even though the gust of wind kept roaring, it was difficult for them to move half a step.

The sound of the sharp sword rubbing against the scabbard was extremely ear-piercing, and the moment it pointed to the sky, it was extremely brave and handsome.

There was a trace of contempt on Wei Qing's face, showing a mocking look, looking at the giant eye above the sky.

"But that's all, I'll only vent my anger on ordinary people. If I have the guts, I will fight with Wei Qing. Let's see how I, Wei Qing, will cut off the head of you, a thief!"

Boom!

An explosion of thunder rose out of thin air and landed where Wei Qing was.

He dodges and dodges there, a pitch-black deep pit appeared in the place where he stood originally, if it fell on him just now, the consequences would be disastrous.

Unexpectedly, Wei Qing was not only not afraid, but laughed wildly.

"Hahaha, Sky, but that's all. Even if he is furious, he won't be able to hurt Wei Qing at all."

That pair of giant eyes seemed to be angered by the behavior of Wei Qing, an ant. At this moment, the fire-colored clouds turned into a blood-colored mist, and hailstones flew like sharp swords.

Countless sharp swords descended from the sky and smashed fiercely on the ground. Wherever they landed, there were ruins.

Even objects as hard as stones are broken.

Wei Qing raised his long sword, shouted loudly, and started to dance it suddenly.

He looked extremely small in this hailstorm, but he was extremely tall.

Thunderbolt Ping Pong!

Hailstones were constantly shot down by him, smashing to the side with his wild laughter, but failed to hurt him.

Heaven, even more angry.

Countless hailstones flew towards them like bullets, and the clouds of fire were like machine guns, crazily spitting out tongues of fire, destroying the cold hailstones towards the ants.

The swift and dense hailstones exploded more violently than before.

Wei Qing, I can't hold on anymore.

Weakness, human strength.

After all, there are limits.

However, at this moment, countless black-armored guards suddenly appeared. They held shields and stood in front of Wei Qing, steadily blocking the countless hailstorms for him.

One, two, three, four...

What is the scene like when hundreds of thousands of soldiers resist this dense hailstorm like bullets?
Maybe, it's not that scary anymore.

God, go completely berserk.

A group of ants dared to rebel and provoke the majesty of the sky, they deserved to die.

A faint voice came, like the whisper of an ancient god.

"Human Sovereign, is it really against the sky?"