Chapter 182: you die
Chapter 182 You die and I die
Cut Xiantai.
The time for the execution has arrived. Tens of thousands of souls have gathered around Zhanxiantai, most of them are monks. The weakest monks have the fusion of emotional state. No matter how weak the monks are, they have no strength to come here.
At the foot of Zhanxiantai Mountain, the disciples of the Divine Body Hall formed a circle. There were tens of thousands of people. All of them looked serious, as if they were waiting for something.
Li Huahun and Fang Tianshenquan have been kneeling on the Zhanxiantai for two days and two nights. They lowered their heads, relying on their will to stay awake.
If you look carefully, you will find that their mouths are dry and cracked, and they are very miserable.
Without cultivation, they are like ordinary people, and with all their injuries, they would not eat or drink, and knelt for two days in a row. If they were not for their superhuman will, they would have died long ago.
The scorching sun is at noon.
Huangzong Wuming suddenly appeared on Zhanxiantai, like a **** suspended in the air, his golden robe was beating and hunting, he was ignorant of the earth, and an incomparable aura erupted, raging the world.
In an instant, all living beings on the earth raised their heads together, looking up at the mighty Emperor Wuming.
"See the Hall Master!"
The disciples of the Pantheon Body Hall knelt down and shouted loudly, the voices gathered together, hitting the sky and shaking for nine days.
The invited creatures also looked at Huangzong Wuming in complicated ways.
In the land of the emperor's veins, the emperor's namelessness is the sky.
Even those forces from the Great Zhou did not dare to act presumptuously in the land of the imperial veins.
Murong Di sighed: "This is the existence of the master of the Divine Body Hall, the fifteenth in the world's famous list. It is difficult for us to reach his height in our whole life."
On the road of practice, talent is particularly important.
Of course, there are many luck-defying people who rely on chance to go straight to the sky.
Murong Yu didn't like Huang Zong Wuming very much. Although Huang Zong Wuming was strong, he was too wretched.
"Tch, no matter how strong he is, he can only win by tricks."
Murong Yu snorted, and the middle-aged man behind him gave him a frightened glance, and said in a low voice: "The Patriarch didn't follow us, little ancestor, you better not be angry."
The head of the Murong family is no match for Huang Zong Wuming, which is why Murong Yu is so arrogant.
In her opinion, Huangzong Wuming dared not touch her, otherwise he would meet her father's wrath.
"Recently!"
At this moment, Huangzong Wuming suddenly spoke, and the voice resounded through the heaven and earth.
All eyes were on him, waiting for his words.
"A half-demon slaughtered the disciples of my Divine Physique Hall, and threatened to destroy the Divine Physique Hall. It is heinous. They destroyed a city in the land of the Emperor's Vein, killing innocent people indiscriminately, and they are extremely cruel!"
Huangzong Wuming snapped, he was explaining Su Yi's crimes.
But none of the creatures present were fools, and they all showed subtle expressions, listening to him blowing slowly.
The land of the Dongtu people is the most chaotic in the land of the emperor's veins, so cruel?
Who doesn't know your emperor's nameless means?
But Huangzong Wuming wanted to show his prestige, so naturally no one would interrupt him.
"Although Huang Zong Wuming is a hero, he is too careful."
A young man in a white shirt with blue stripes shook his fan and smiled. He has a handsome face, like a folk scholar, with a refined temperament.
Behind him, stood five big men in iron armor, with dangerous breaths.
"My lord, is it worth our traveling thousands of miles for Huangzong Wuming?"
A big man asked. He exuded an aura of iron and blood, obviously battle-tested.
The elegant young man came from the Great Qin Dynasty. He was the son of the Qin Emperor. His name was Shangxie, and the world called his son Shangxie.
Young Master Shangxie's cultivation talent is not top-notch among the great Qin princes, but he has outstanding strategies and is deeply loved by the Qin emperor, and he is even expected to become a prince.
Facing the general's question, Young Master Shang Xie smiled lightly and said, "No, I didn't come here for Emperor Wuming."
"What is that for?" The armored man just now asked.
"The next three pilgrims, someone wants to kill me, I have to find a helper."
Young Master Shangxie smiled and looked at Huangzong Wuming, full of playfulness.
"There is an age limit for the three pilgrimage ratios, do you want to find a genius from the Divine Physique Hall?" the armored man asked doubtfully.
Young master Shangxie shook his head and laughed, and stopped answering.
At the same time, Huangzong Wuming was still denouncing Su Yi's crimes, as if Su Yi was the most villainous person in the world.
Murong Yu felt helpless, and cursed in a low voice: "This guy talks a lot, can you hurry up?"
She felt sorry for Li Huahun and Fang Tianshenquan. They were originally majestic, but they were so humiliated.
Murong Di also frowned tightly, such an emperor who is unknown is hard to become a master, and dare to call himself a hero.
If the human race was led by him, it would have been wiped out long ago.
Huangzong Wuming's cultivation talent is very strong, and he is also far-sighted, but his cautiousness and vanity will ruin him sooner or later.
But not this time.
The Demon Lord of Bailing is only a small opponent to Huangzong Wuming.
After a long speech, Huangzong Wuming looked at Li Huahun and Fang Tianshenquan, his eyes full of contempt.
"The demon master of Bailing is in the future, he dare not save his comrades, he is cowardly and incompetent!"
"Today, I will do justice for the heavens and kill these two evil animals!"
Huangzong Wuming laughed loudly, humiliating Li Huahun and Fang Tianshen Fist crazily with words.
Under the signal of his eyes, the two monks behind Li Huahun and Fang Tianshenquan raised their swords high, ready to behead them.
"Do you have any last words?"
Huangzong Wuming sneered, wanting to hear their begging for mercy.
Li Huahun lowered his head and roared, "I'm going to tear you to pieces!"
"Huangzong Wuming, you son of a bitch!"
Fang Tianshenquan cursed, and the two vented their anger. Their voices resounded under the sky, making Huangzong Wuming's face suddenly cold.
The creatures below did not admire them. There are many people who would rather die than surrender under this land, and they have seen a lot.
"It's over..."
Murong Yu closed her eyes, unable to bear to watch the two strong men die in humiliation.
When Huangzong Wuming was about to speak to give the order to kill, a piercing sound came from the air.
The sword light pierces the world!
Zhou Wujian came from the sky, the blade was surrounded by the real fire of the sun, like a meteor coming from outside the sky, piercing through Zhanxiantai.
Boom—
The violent force shook the Zhanxiantai violently, and the monks on the top panicked.
Wow—
All creatures are in an uproar, someone wants to be robbed?
Could it be...
Huangzong Wuming also recognized the sword, his eyes instantly turned cold, and he turned to look.
I saw four figures coming in from the end of the horizon.
It was Su Yi, Han Yudao, Brachial Ape and Ren WoKang.
Xiao Bai lay on Su Yi's shoulder.
Su Yi held the Baiyuan sword in his left hand, and came walking, the arm-armed ape was carrying an iron rod, Han Yuandao and Ren Wokuang followed on both sides, all of them looked at Huangzong Wuming coldly.
Murderous and shocking!
"The emperor is nameless, the person who killed you is here, hurry up and kneel down and wait for death!"
Su Yi's voice rang out with a murderous intent, reaching the ears of all living beings.
The Demon Lord of Bailing is here!
With full anger!
Either he died today, or the emperor died without a name!
There will never be a third result!
Bomb in the middle of the night, so sleepy.
(end of this chapter)