Aggrieved Fish Sprite

"Killing intent?"

Master Luo narrowed his eyes and pondered carefully.

"It's different from the previous assassins." Luo Jiaozhu suddenly became very interested. He is an impure Jianghu person, and he has seen the tragic scene of corpses everywhere.

Although Sukasa's murderous aura is astonishing, it does not deviate from the characteristics of an assassin.

This kind of targeted killing intent is like a blade hanging above the head. If you can't find it all the time, it will make people irritable and violent, but in the final analysis, it is still a bedbug squatting in a dark corner.As long as you find a way to kill him, the crisis will disappear in an instant.

Now this feels different.

As if being in the battlefield where thousands of armies are fighting, a layer of goosebumps arose from the back of the neck, and both hands eagerly wanted to hold the weapon, turning around to meet this bloody battle and the wonderful scenery of corpses everywhere and blood flowing .

The boundary between life and death is unclear.

Both flesh and spirit are rotten wood.

Master Luo took a deep breath intoxicated. There is no such master in the Holy Lotus Altar, and the Rebellion Army also lacks such generals.

——Even if it is Zheng Tu, the number of people Zheng Tu has killed is still too small!

Commanding thousands of troops, slaughtering to one's heart's content, and then stepping on the endless corpses, surpassing all living beings.

This is the ambition of Hierarch Luo. He may not want to be the Ninth Five-Year Master, but he has long been unwilling to hang out in the arena. What's the point of manipulating a group of idiots? Even if there are countless people kneeling at their feet in fear, life is too boring.

It's a pity that he was born too late, decades earlier, the world was not like this.

"Stop the car." Master Luo gave an order, and the congregation of the holy lotus altar who accompanied him all stopped.

Everyone watched in astonishment as Luo Jiaozhu turned and walked backwards, ignoring everything else.

"Master, King Xing is waiting for you at the front..."

The protector of the holy lotus altar who was speaking suddenly stopped talking, because he saw that leader Luo picked up the weapon abnormally.

It is a real weapon, not a knife that is grabbed casually, or a pair of palms.

It was a rather weird weapon. It looked like a crescent halberd as a whole, but the proportion of the pointed hook was very exaggerated. The edge of the crescent blade was like a sawtooth. Once it cut into the flesh and blood, it would leave traces like the bite of a wild beast, causing the wound to shatter , the muscles and bones are difficult to heal.

This is obviously not a weapon that people in the Jianghu are used to. It is too eye-catching and not easy to carry.

But anyone who saw Master Luo used this weapon would feel a deep fear of the Master of the Holy Lotus Altar.

That body was bound not by the gods and Buddhas worshiped by the congregation, but by an evil spirit thirsting for flesh and blood.

Probably for the sake of developing the Holy Lotus Altar, Leader Luo seldom reveals his bloodthirsty side, but he has no such scruples about the crooked martial arts people who join the Holy Lotus Altar.

After all, to deal with villains, one has to be even worse.If you can't deter these lawless guys and make them fear, it will be impossible to successfully gather this part of power.

——Personally cut to death those who disobeyed his wishes, and he likes to do so in front of his subordinates.

The only difference in the transformation from the leader to the ghost is that he holds the weapon. This move is very effective. It seems that a large part of the fear has been transferred to the crescent halberd. Normally, the crescent halberd will be placed in a carriage or camp. .

At this moment, led by the guardian, everyone took a breath, their pupils shrank suddenly, and they took a step back involuntarily.

Who dares to care about the fact that the Heavenly Granted King is waiting for Master Luo to pass by!

To be honest, everyone in the Holy Lotus Altar had a strange view of the Heavenly Granted King. They couldn't figure out what kind of existence the Heavenly Granted King was, mainly because most of the time they saw the Heavenly Granted King was a fake.The fake time is too long, even if it really comes out, they can't figure it out.

However, Master Luo wants to follow the Heavenly King wholeheartedly, or make a fuss under the banner of the Heavenly King, who dares to ask why?A daredevil like this can't survive to be a high-level position in the holy lotus altar.

The changes in the rear have not yet been passed on.

Under the firelight, the chariot of the Heavenly Granted King looked very gorgeous, as if he was not afraid of someone's sneak attack at all.

The puppet sat in it tremblingly. His acupoints were sealed and he could not speak or move.

Although in the eyes of outsiders, he was well protected, even with two saintesses sitting upright, this poor man wearing a purple-gold mask felt like a fish on a chopping board, a piece of meat roasted over a fire.

Just a single dart can kill him, and he will sit upright, as if invulnerable, even if the blood dries up, he can't feel pain.

This is not a gorgeous carriage, but a cage of death, and a stage to showcase the supernatural powers of "Ziwei Xingjun".

The rebel soldiers knew nothing about the truth. When they saw the carriage, they felt very at ease, and even worked faster.

They dragged the timber left near the city wall after the defeat of the Jingzhou army and piled it in the open space.

In front is the inner city of the county mansion with a four-cornered archery tower, and the torches illuminate the night like day.

The Jingzhou Army originally thought that the city would be able to defend the city for ten days and half a month, and they had prepared a complete range of military supplies, but now they are all in the pockets of the Heaven-sent Wang Dajun.

Zheng Tu's face and body were covered with thick white cloth belts, which made him look very weird. There were also many generals in the Rebel Army who looked like this. They were either unlucky enough to be burned by the flying firewood that night, or He was hit by gravel and sand infused with vigor, and his appearance was directly broken.

Zheng Tu was the most injured, but he acted the most indifferent among all the people. You must know that the others were either feverish and comatose, or trying to show their faces, and they couldn't even climb up on horseback. foundation.

But the injury also affected Zheng Tu, and the continuous pain made him burn with anger.

Hitting people without slapping them in the face is a truth that even reckless people in the rivers and lakes know.The mysterious swordsman was so arrogant, as if he was playing tricks on everyone and then rescued the assassin and walked away.Just like the one who dared to block the pass on the Huaxian city wall before, it seems that this method of demonstration is going to be used.

——He is saying that he can do it, and he has the ability to destroy everything that Zheng Tu has painstakingly planned.

Although it's just a small fight now, causing a little trouble.

Zheng Tu couldn't help stroking the cloth that covered his face, thinking about how to catch a few famous doctors in Jiangnan. He couldn't really let his face be ruined. No one with a face full of scars could successfully become an emperor.In fact, even being blind in one eye and missing a leg is better than being completely disfigured.

The mask of the Heavenly King is too gorgeous, decorated with many things, even the eyes are covered with smoky crystals, which can even change the color of the pupils when viewed from a distance, perfectly concealing one's identity.But once it shatters, it will cause great damage.

Among other things, if Zheng Tu still had a horrible face when the government "recruited security", I'm afraid that the official position he got would be much smaller than expected, which was exactly what Zheng Tu couldn't bear.

"What's going on?" Zheng Tu came back to his senses, and found that Luo Jiaozhu and others hadn't arrived yet, it was like a big drama that couldn't start for a long time.

The Heavenly Grant King in the carriage couldn't speak, so Zheng Tu naturally acted as a questioner.

The person he questioned couldn't answer, it was too dark, and it was too bright here, so it was difficult to see what happened behind.

Zheng Tu frowned, and subconsciously told him that something happened again, so he didn't even think about it, and said directly: "Attack."

"General Zheng?"

The people who heard the order looked at Zheng Tu in surprise. Hierarch Luo has a high status, how could he attack without waiting for anyone to arrive?

Zheng Tu said casually: "Lord Luo is bothered by the monsters, and he may have gone to the Temple of the City God with all the saints to perform a ritual. Right now, attacking the city to stabilize the king's spirit is a big deal, so don't delay it. Do you want the king to wait here?"

Without waiting for others to react, Zheng Tu's soldiers were signaled, and took the lead in shooting a gun tied with an oilcloth at the pile of wood and igniting the rocket.

As if a signal, the rebel soldiers shouted frantically, scrambling to be the first to throw the torches in their hands.

Flames shot up into the sky, and thick smoke billowed.

The wind direction just happened to send black smoke to the inner city, and the Jingzhou army on the arrow tower at the top of the city coughed and looked terrified.

--Is this a coincidence?

Is it because someone in the rebellious army understands the sky and knows that the westerly wind will not stop that night, or did they set a fire indiscriminately, and they are not afraid of burning themselves in reverse?

"The red flame burns the sky, the red lotus purifies the world!"

"Mr. Ziwei Xing, the destiny has come to the world!"

The saint led the congregation to sing and shout, and the heavy catapult was slowly pushed towards the gate of the inner city to bombard it.

The Jingzhou army was in great pain. The enemies they fought against were not only like irrational fools, but also mixed with soldiers who were used to fighting. How could there be bandits who knew how to use siege equipment?

In fact, the combat power of this Tianshouwang army is not that terrible. They are just a locust plague that came out at the right time. Even if there are former Yizhou soldiers and horses in it, they can only fight basic offensive and defensive warfare at best. The problem lies in Nanping County. The Jingzhou army is not very good.

Compared to bad, the Jingzhou army is even better.

Because they not only lack fighting spirit, but also don't have a general who can take on the big responsibility.

Zheng Tu squinted his eyes and looked at the city wall. He was going to make the rebellious army behave more aggressively, and it was best to frighten the courage of the dignitaries of Jingzhou.

——As for recruiting security?From the beginning to the end, he had no intention of throwing himself at the Three Kings of Chu, and the only one who could accept him and become his fertile ground was the Qi Dynasty.

Qi Chao didn't care how many people died in Jiangnan, maybe he was willing to promise a high-ranking official a generous salary and let him continue to sweep in the south!

Looting Jingzhou and causing chaos in Yangzhou, all this has just begun.

"kill"

Zheng Tu shouted loudly.

His soldiers and horses, whether they believe in Ziwei Xingjun or not, will not refuse the wonderful enjoyment after breaking the city,

It's not a wall, it's just a gate that prevents them from getting money and women.

Blood and fire bloomed, and the sound of fighting resounded through the sky.

However, the atmosphere behind the army was completely different. More and more thieves who had been scattered in the city to burn, kill and loot escaped back.The darkness seems to be the bloody mouth of an invisible giant beast, devouring human life greedily.

Leader Luo dragged the crescent halberd backwards with his right hand, and with a faintly excited expression, he strode towards the darkness spreading in this direction.

The murderous intent was getting closer.

The thick bloody smell that makes people tremble all over.

Master Luo stood still, raised his crescent halberd, and grinned bloodthirstyly.

The darkness has been pushed to the street in front of him, only the torch behind Hierarch Luo remains bright.

The first thing to appear in the deep and dark place is a pair of cloth shoes, ordinary in style, just so ordinary, stepping out of the darkness that everyone is scrambling to escape without any waves.

— Not a speck of dust, not a speck of blood.

Not even its owner was walking fast.

Just like the hometown of the spring breeze, flying flowers freely, walking and swimming.

The sleeves of the robe are lightly raised, and the right hand is behind the back. From clothing to posture, it is the attitude of a floating hermit.

Under the light of the fire, I saw the man raised his eyes and stared, like the bright moonlight, faintly bright and mysterious.

The delusion of this moment was still reflected in the eyes of everyone in the Holy Lotus Altar. In an instant, there was a sudden gust of wind and rain, afterimages of walking, and the figure turned into a long rainbow. In the darkness, the shocking sword was as powerful as thunder.

"boom."

The Crescent Halberd collided with Zifeng Sword.

There was no verbal confrontation, no extra temptation, Master Luo almost jumped at Meng Qi when he saw Meng Qi, and tried his best.

The soldiers met each other, and with a clang, the sudden burst of energy swept away the surrounding obstacles, and even the congregation of the holy lotus altar, who were ten feet away, could not help but stagger back.

Flying sand and rolling stones are invisible to the eyes.

In the eyes of the rebellious soldiers, it was like a demon stirring up yellow sand and engulfing Master Luo in it.

"The demon is coming!"

Who can have that face and walk leisurely at such a time?Only ghosts and demons!

Shouting in terror, they stumbled forward.

Seeing that the situation is not good, everyone in the holy lotus altar hurriedly shouted: "Take it down quickly! Don't run around!"

The streets ahead are shrouded in darkness.

The purple sword light is dazzling, and it actually exists a few feet away from the edge of the sword. This graceful and beautiful arc is the trajectory left by the edge of the sword, and one sword is fiercer than the other.Like the claws and fangs of a ferocious beast, whenever it turns bloody, the congregation of the Holy Lotus Altar will tremble with fear, knowing that it was the leader Luo who was injured.

"Hahaha, come again!"

Master Luo shouted wildly, the crescent halberd was swung faster and faster, the sword light began to mix with another snake-shaped bright rainbow, and the stone bricks on both walls of the streets and alleys peeled off one after another.

The infinite power brought by Qi Jin is forcibly restrained in a small battle group. The smaller their influence range, the more damage will be caused by the places swept by the sword light and halberd shadow.In a blink of an eye, the ground was cracked three feet apart, the walls of the streets and alleys were twisted and deformed like cloth that had been folded vigorously, and the houses were crumbling.

This place is already close to the inner city, and the houses are all owned by powerful and wealthy households. Because the army of the god-given king is approaching, all the people who originally lived in the inner city have moved to the inner city. They can barely sleep peacefully with one more city wall, leaving only a large number of empty houses and a few servant.

After the city was broken, the servants in the house ran away with their heads in their arms when they heard such a movement.

"Boom!" The crescent halberd shattered the roof, and snaked to the trees in the courtyard.

The Zifeng sword infused with true energy can penetrate masonry as easily as piercing window paper.

No matter what is blocking the front, even if it is a locust tree that is more than [-] years old, the bark and sawdust are stirred up for a while, like a torrential rain.

The protector of the holy lotus altar screamed, and fell back a few steps, only to see his calf was bleeding profusely, and a piece of bark was nailed to it like a hidden weapon.

Everyone was bluffed pale and retreated hastily.

The retreat of the torch means that the light has completely faded in this street.

The Guardian of the Holy Lotus Altar, who was left in place, endured the pain in his leg, and was about to get up with difficulty, when suddenly he felt inexplicable palpitations, and a strong force dragged him into the deeper darkness from behind.

——He tried his best to swing the stones on the ground, and his nails fell off.

The screams stopped abruptly, only blood-stained stones remained in front of everyone, and the guardian had been dragged into the darkness.

"How is this going?"

"There are people hiding in the dark!"

Suddenly someone cheered up, stretched the torch forward, and said angrily: "Pretending to be a ghost, get out quickly."

These villains from the rivers and lakes cursed a few words to strengthen their courage, then glanced at each other, and slowly took a few steps forward in a back-to-back posture.

Master Luo was still fighting fiercely in Mengqi, with fierce moves, and those who were not strong enough and not deep in the realm would only feel dizzy if they wanted to take a closer look. They could only try their best to protect themselves and formed an formation to test the unknown opponent hiding in the dark.

Immediately there seemed to be a cool breeze blowing on the ground.

Everyone saw only a shadow, slanted out, and the figures of those who leaned into the darkness back to back suddenly stopped, their heads flew up instantly, and the torches fell to the ground with the blood gushing out along with the shaking bodies.

Before everyone could be startled, the cool wind was blowing.

There is no killing intent, like the autumn wind in the mountains and clear springs in the forest, but it will kill you if you touch it.

The rear was completely chaotic, and no one could restrain the rebel soldiers who were fleeing in panic. The guardian saints of the Holy Lotus Altar realized at the same time that this was the unknown master who rescued the assassin in Hua County a few days ago. , They didn't die last time, but this time they didn't have such good luck.

Where the blade passed, blood drops swayed, and all eyes were stumps and broken arms.

People with slightly higher martial arts skills at the Holy Lotus Altar turned around and ran away instead of blocking them, so that no one could complete the three moves completely without a sharp edge.

Crying in pain and blood lingering around the tip of his nose and ears.

Mo Li sighed softly, retracted the knife with his backhand and retreated into the darkness.

—he had never killed a man like this.

The fact is that the genius doctor can only save one person in an instant, but can kill more than a dozen people.

Let the saving hand hold the killing knife, even though the mood is hard to calm down, Mo Li's hand does not hesitate at all.

Feeling Meng Qi's breath, Mo Li guessed that he was influenced by the other party, but so what?Even if he couldn't see the opponent's face or hear the voice at this moment, Mo Li could still feel the majestic sword force very clearly.

That unshakable will that comes out with the sword.

For decades, the will to set the balance and the world, with the disappearance of Chu, reappeared today.

...Even though Emperor Yongchen has a weak heart, Fengxingge Qiujing has weak ambitions, and Cheng Jingchuan has power and ambitions, the pros and cons they will bring to this world in the future are unknown, and perhaps the world will still be chaotic and suffering.

However, it can be asserted that the Holy Lotus Altar, the heaven-sent Wang Nijun, the remnants of Xiliang, and even people like Sijiabao in Qiuling County are people who seek their own interests and cause endless disasters.Without them, the world may not be better; but with them, it will be worse.

"Therefore, if impermanence does not come, I will claim my life on my behalf!"

Meng Qi's eyes were cold and murderous, and he regarded the opponent in front of him as a dead thing.

The internal force in the palm was raised again, the sword carried the aura of heaven and earth, and with the momentum of thunder, the crescent halberd was deflected with a single strike.

Leader Luo's face suddenly changed, and he couldn't even take a dozen steps back to dissipate the momentum. The blood in his chest was churning, and he couldn't help but press the wall with his left hand to stabilize his figure.

The rest of the force then vibrated, and with a loud bang, several cracks appeared along the wall along the left palm of Leader Luo, and it collapsed instantly.

Leader Luo couldn't help cursing inwardly, how can someone become stronger and stronger as he fights more, and the sword will become stronger as he fights, maybe something happened today?

Doubt in the heart, then give birth to the idea of ​​retreating.

He rushed into the house, the house was spacious and beautifully furnished, it was obvious that its owner was either rich or noble.

A top expert can hold his breath and hold his voice in an instant, unable to hide.Master Luo chose an excellent position, while healed his inner wounds, he was secretly ruthless, vowing to teach this defiant opponent a lesson.

The room was pitch black, and I couldn't see my fingers.

Suddenly the sword pierced through Jinping, and thousands of threads of satin were torn like paper, and the crescent halberd dangerously caught it with its upper hook.

When the figures intersected, Luo Jiaozhu suddenly exerted force, slashed down with his left palm, and at the same time kicked out his legs in a row, and a sharp blade appeared on the toe of his boot.

Meng Qi jumped up immediately without delay, and stepped on the boots kicked by Master Luo, stomping the person down. He yanked his right hand with the sword and smashed through the wall behind him.

Master Luo sneered, his plot failed and he was forced to leave the hiding place, but his opponents had nothing to do with him.

The sword and the crescent halberd could not be separated from each other, and the direction was in favor of Leader Luo, because Meng Qi's back was always under the force when breaking through the wall, and Leader Luo was not injured, and his fierce palm was still chasing Meng Qi.

How naive, Master Luo thought, if he fights with swords and internal strength, he may not be the opponent.

When the momentum was about to end, Meng Qi was in mid-air, and seeing that there was no way to avoid it, another low wall was breached, flying sand and rocks, Meng Qi suddenly stood tall, as if someone had pushed him aside.Master Luo's palm strike landed on the remaining half of the wall.

"This is impossible……"

Leader Luo was inexplicably horrified. Under such an all-out fight, how could someone lurk silently by his side, and could even push Meng Qi to another direction without hurting anything? Doesn't it mean that the two people trust each other wholeheartedly, even with their internal strength? Can they all be integrated without conflict?

The infuriating energy of a top expert's body protection is no joke.

Autumn leaves swirl and fall, Fei Shafu settles,

Meng Qi fell to the ground quietly, holding the sword behind his right hand, and stood silently behind Luo Jiaozhu.

Master Luo stared at the ink carp standing in front of him with a knife in disbelief, his body swayed, and his mouth and nose were bleeding.

Mo Li frowned, drew the knife with his backhand, drifted back.

This is a very fast and no room for stirring and closing the knife.

Master Luo collapsed.

This knife pierced the ribs obliquely, twisted and pierced, and accurately pierced the heart.

This kind of accuracy made Hierarch Luo almost suspect that the other party had killed tens of thousands of people in order to have such an unmistakable feeling.You must know that he is not lying down and standing to be slaughtered, the confrontation may not even have half a face to face, at the moment when the swordsman is pushed away, even people may not have time to see clearly, and only one blow is taken.

"you you……"

No matter how advanced the martial arts are, they can't bear the trauma of heartbreak.

Leader Luo was almost out of breath, his limbs twitched, and no one knew what he wanted to say.

"After another half hour of fighting, there is still a chance to kill you with a sword." Meng Qi walked slowly, and said coldly, "But I have Ah Li, so I don't want to waste this effort."

Master Luo's expression was ferocious and contorted, and his eyes were full of unwillingness. Finally, he let out his last breath and remained motionless.

Those who want to step over the mountains of corpses and seas of blood to surpass all living beings end up becoming one of the boundless corpses.