The first cause of all realms

Chapter 666 I want to kill you!
boom!
The air current surged and reverberated like thunder, blowing up flesh and blood like rain.

The power of the three arrows shocked the audience.

fast!
too fast!
Three arrows pierced the sky by Yang Jue, one of the five master masters was killed and two were seriously injured, the rest of the two were dim, and seemed to have lost their vitality.

One of them is King Zuohan of the Golden Tent Royal Ting, who is more powerful than the King of the Ming Dynasty!
terror!
At this moment, the dust filled the air, and the fight between the Baizhou Jingqi and the Sirius Army was fierce, but all the masters inside and outside the battlefield couldn't help but lose their voices in shock.

That is a great master!

Lu Qingting, Feng Junzi, Fifth Jie...

All the grand masters, grand master level masters, their hands and feet were cold at this time, they asked themselves that they were well-informed people, but where had they seen such a tyrannical arrow technique?
Martial saint-level archer? !
"I……"

Daoren Yu's mind went blank, he was so shocked that he was almost hacked by the rebels, when he came back to his senses, he shouted angrily, his sword was like a dragon swimming, causing a large wave of blood.

But there is no half fear of fighting and cherishing one's life, and it is clear that there is no match for bravery, which makes the bitter girl in the corner dumbfounded.

Click!

The strength spread, blowing off the big banner of the sky wolf, and the army of sky wolf, which was already in a mess, collapsed even more.

In the bitter cold outside the Great Wall, there are many brave and skilled warriors among the Sirians, but most of the people gathered here are small tribes, and there are not many elites among them.

Three arrows flew across the air, piercing through the army formation. They were already panicked, but at this moment Nayudu died, the banner was broken, and without the flag command, the army was even more defeated.

Hundreds of thousands of defeated Sirius troops were forced to be brought by less than [-] Baizhou Jingqi, and less than [-] Baizhou troops frantically chased them out.

"how come……"

Tantai Zhengfa was stunned, the arrows in his eyes did not scatter, and he seemed to have lost his grasp of any other scenes.

It wasn't until the blood rain hit his face that he suddenly woke up.

"King Khan!"

In the ruins, the bodies of the two armored masters trembled, their eyes were about to split open, and the majestic true energy surged on them, bursting into violent waves.

boom!
The two rushed to kill in rage, dragged their wounded bodies, stepped upside down with their weapons upside down, rushed towards the moment when the light of the arrows dissipated, and suddenly appeared under the flag stand, a terrifying figure like a god and demon.

Charge to the death!

As King Khan's guards, their master died, and they didn't have any desire to escape at all, because the fate of escaping would never be better than fighting to the death today.

boom!
Stepping forward, raising troops, blood is like a waterfall, and the wind is like a tide.

The two men, who embraced the mortal heart, showed amazing strength at this moment, like a giant elephant trampling, bringing heavy hurricanes and setting off a forest of gunshots.

One left and one right, blast away.

But in the next moment, the eyes of the crowd seemed to be filled with golden light, and Wang Yang's blood energy illuminated the sky, occupying all the colors in everyone's perspective.

"kill!"

The roars of the two armored soldiers reverberated, but the eyes suddenly lit up and went dark again.

A hand surrounded by red gold, like a diamond cast, raised abruptly, and then squeezed suddenly, accompanied by the sound of violent thunder, it seemed to catch all the light in the hand.

Then, at a seemingly slow, but actually extremely fast speed, it pressed down horizontally.

"die!"

The facial features are ferocious, the seven orifices are bleeding, the two soldiers are afraid of death, they can't dodge or dodge, the two guns vibrate like shooting stars, they want to burn jade and stone together.

boom!
There was a sound of two collisions.

Under everyone's gaze, the two hundred-forged spears suddenly bent like bows, making extremely powerful and domineering punches.

They hit the chests of the two of them in no particular order.

Boom!
Like hammering a drum.

The eyes of the two were instantly bloodshot, and sticky blood arrows were squeezed out from the seven orifices, and then they rose off the ground with a roar.

Accompanied by bursts of teeth-stinging crackling sounds, the straw was thrown flying tens of feet away, crashing into a catapult.

Seeing this scene, Tantai Zhengfa, who had just taken a step, seemed to be nailed in place, sweating profusely, but did not dare to move.

The four soldiers under Nayudu were all made of "Tiger Wolf Pill", they are naturally inferior to him, but they are also truly a strong man who can form an army by himself.

Such a murderous man, who is unmatched in long-distance combat with divine arrows, and with unrivaled fist marks in melee, but how could he dare to step forward and fight...

Call ~
The golden light rose and disappeared for a moment, and Yang Ju's fist was retracted.

To him, the sky-shaking union is far more than just a simple rebirth and a skyrocketing level of horizontal training.

The body that lifts the sky, the force that shakes the ground, and the combination of the two phases is the real "killing supernatural power".

Under the shattered flag stand, Di Wubaimei and Nayudu all stared angrily, their resentment was not willing to overflow on the surface, but they both lost their breath.

The physique and vitality of the great master and master of supernatural powers naturally far exceeds that of ordinary warriors, but it is impossible for them to withstand such serious injuries.

Yuan magnetic shock, the magic arrow driven by the current can break even the body of the sky, let alone these two people?

With a glance, the two people's necks were almost completely gasified, all muscles, bones, and internal organs disappeared, and their deaths were miserable.

Whether it was screaming, cursing, or coercion, there was no chance to speak out.

call!
Yang Ju raised his palm and grabbed the head that was blown by the strong wind and covered his face with disheveled hair.

"Fang Zhenghao..."

Swish!
After the messy hair, the closed eyes suddenly opened as if they were stimulated, with no spirit and slack eyes, but he opened them.

"Yang..."

As if waking up from a deep dream, Fang Zhenghao's spirit seemed to freeze for a moment when the boundless darkness receded from his eyes.

"It's you……"

His mood fluctuated violently, but he calmed down quickly.

"Your will is much stronger than those two people. Unfortunately, on the battlefield of flesh and blood, iron and blood are masculine, and the soul is hard to survive..."

It is hard to see ghosts with the naked eye. In the eyes of Lu Qingting and others, Yang Jue was talking to himself while holding a human head. He himself could naturally see Fang Zhenghao's soul like a candle in his wind.

The battlefield is like a furnace, and the soul is like paper. Being in it, it is like a burning fire, and it is almost impossible to survive.

But his will was so strong and pure that, even if he died the earliest, he was the only one who left his soul, including Nayudu and Fifth White Eyebrow.

But, that's all.

The iron-blooded baleful aura of tens of thousands of people fighting has already shattered the source of his existence, and the dissipation of his soul is slow but unstoppable.

"People die as ghosts."

Fang Zhenghao didn't pay attention to him, the strong iron and blood evil spirit was like magma in his induction, but he didn't care.

Just look around.

On the battlefield, the fighting had come to an end, strands of Heavenly Wolf chaos were being strangled, and farther away, the densely packed 10,000+ Heavenly Wolf army was being chased and killed in an extremely embarrassing manner.

On the top of the city, a group of soldiers fell to the ground as if they were exhausted, some shouted, some howled, and more, they fell to the ground, like walking corpses.

But everyone's eyes were fixed on him, or Yang Qiu.

"Huh~"

His mood fluctuates, sad and complicated:
"I bitterly hate pressing the gold thread every year and making wedding clothes for others. Is this luck..."

"General!"

"Uncle, uncle!"

The sound of wailing came from far and near, and several blood-stained generals stumbled towards Fang Zhenghao's headless body, tears streaming down his face.

Fang Zhenghao watched indifferently.

This is the school lieutenant of the Fang family, and one of them is his nephew, who was sent to Lanshan Academy by himself because his parents died young.

But his talent is poor, his brain is not bright, he has never liked it, and rarely meets him.

But did not expect ...

"You, why didn't you come earlier! No! You must have come earlier, you have come earlier! Sit back and watch my uncle die in battle, so that we can annex my Baizhou!"

"That's right! That's right! Only in this way can you gain both fame and fortune, and without the general, you can annex Baizhou!"

"You repelled the Heavenly Wolf rebellion army, and you turned the tide with all your might, and you have been kind to my soldiers and civilians in Baizhou, haha, hahaha!"

Suddenly, the school captain looked at Yang Qiu with red eyes, looking like he was insane, frightened the people around him and tugged wildly, but still didn't have time to cover his mouth.

"What beheading knife, what is the second place in the mountain and river list, what is the Northwest King Yang!"

He howled, as if mad:

"You are a despicable and shameless villain, shameless villain..."

At this point, his voice suddenly disappeared, his forehead was covered with cold sweat, and Feng Junzi, who was enduring the severe pain, came to him and sealed his mouth.

"He just can't stand the stimulation..."

Feng Junzi's voice was already weak. Without his master, Wan Wen Wan didn't take his life, but it still caused him a serious injury.

"I don't deserve the credit for this battle, Mr. Yang, I don't care, and I don't need this credit to add anything to me..."

The calm voice echoed inside and outside the battlefield, enough for everyone to hear clearly.

From all directions, I don’t know how many people are watching, either in amazement, or doubt, and some have changed from gratitude to resentment.

Yang Jue's perception is so keen, but he doesn't care much about it, whether he is grateful or resentful, he has experienced too much along the way.

"I'm here, firstly, to kill this plague-spreading demon, and secondly, to get the Dao Fruit of Greedy Wolf. Maybe I want to kill you, maybe I don't want to kill you, but I don't even bother to borrow a knife to kill someone..."

Yang Qiu has never been bothered to explain so much to others, and he has never been one to cherish the reputation of feathers.

Just looking at the unclosed head in front of him, he still explained:
"I want to kill you, it's just a backhand, whether you believe it or not, it doesn't matter."

Seeing him holding up his head and talking to himself, rather than explaining to everyone, it would be better to tell Fang Zhenghao.

This scene was so weird that everyone nearby felt a little terrified.

"...This pass is named after my father. There used to be more than [-] soldiers and civilians in the city pass. Now, there may be more than [-] people..."

Fang Zhenghao spoke slowly, like a dark wind blowing, someone could feel the coolness, but no one could hear his voice.

Yang Qiu listened quietly.

"You and I have a deep hatred, and they will never follow you, but they have guarded the border for generations, and they have done nothing wrong..."

With these words, Fang Zhenghao's aura has already fallen to the bottom, his soul is drifting away, and his voice is indistinct:
"you……"

Yang Ju tilted his ears slightly, and the voice in his ears suddenly became harsh, loud, but it was the last voice he left in the world:

"Yang Prison!"

"In the next life, I will kill you!"

　Calvin, it's hard... Good night, this is only one chapter, sorry, I won't draw cakes.

　
(End of this chapter)