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Chapter 178 Marquis Wu Wanli attacked Mang Court, and Xuanluo was tortured on Gufengtai! (seeking subscription)
"Jiang Xuanluo, I can't decipher the means of the immortal, but the punishment you should bear must not be less!"

Jiang Li's soul thought was attached to Shuojian, and it quietly swam out from the gap under the stone door of the cell.

He used Tiangang supernatural powers to turn stones into gold, changing the nature of the elixir Anxisan hidden in Jiang Xuanluo's mouth, turning it into gold and iron.

On the day of Jiang Xuanluo's execution, even if he swallowed it, it would have no effect.

The pain that should be borne by him will not decrease at all.

With the mistake of one person, more than [-] soldiers died tragically. Even if he was delayed a hundred times, it was not enough to eliminate his felony.

The moonlight was cold, and it shone from the condensed bloody aura over the campsite, condensing like hoar frost.

The light fell on Shuojian, paused slightly, and passed through directly, as if Shuojian didn't exist.

"Hmph, the little Yinhun dares to visit the barracks at night, how courageous it is!"

Jiang Li left the stone building, and a burly figure in a python robe stood in the open space in front of the stone building's door, suddenly turned around and snorted coldly.

A strong and unparalleled fist spirit, like a mountain avalanche, smashed on the shuttle sword with a bang.

How could the three-inch sword be able to withstand Wuhou's sip, it instantly turned into powder, Jiang Li's soul lost its protection, and was directly exposed to the outside, directly submerged and crushed by the spirit of the fist, and shattered with a bang, turning into nothingness.

There is not even a little resistance and struggle left.

"Dare to swim in the barracks before arriving at Guixian, I really thought I couldn't find it!"

Jiang Shirong stretched out his hand, and the powder transformed by Shuo Jian flew lightly, and he grasped it in the palm of his hand.

"However, the material and patterns of this sword are also special. It has never been seen before, and it can restrain all fluctuations in breath. If I hadn't suddenly had a warning sign before I left the stone building, I would have escaped under his nose! "

Jiang Shirong sneered, raised his eyes and looked coldly in one direction.

"Marquis Wu, did you find something unusual?"

Dozens of sergeants standing nearby immediately surrounded him and asked nervously.

They were in charge of guarding the stone building, and if there was any accident, it would be a crime of beheading and exterminating the family.

"It's just a small ghost. After being drunk by me, the soul flew away and disappeared long ago. This is the place where the felony war criminals of the Northern Expedition were imprisoned. Be careful and don't let any small thieves in!"

Jiang Shirong reprimanded sharply, turned his palms over, and the powder of the shuttle sword was scattered in the wind. He turned around and walked towards the outside of the camp on the middle road step by step.

"We will obey Marquis Wu's warning!"

A group of sergeants bowed and saluted, watching the back of Wu Hou's receding Wei'an, they felt a little complicated in their hearts.

Marquis Zhenwu has made outstanding achievements, crowned the world with martial arts, and his loyalty to the Great Zhou is unquestionable. He was born as a poor martial artist, and he has always been a role model for the soldiers of the Great Zhou to imitate secretly.

But his son, Jiang Xuanluo, delayed the military plan, which is an unforgivable crime.

Not only did he commit the felony of dereliction of duty, he was also greedy for life and afraid of death, abandoning his subordinates.

Is it its nature?
Or is Marquis Wu no way to teach his son?

The guard sergeant's status was humble, and he didn't dare to think too much about it, so he stood back to his original position, cheered up, and kept scanning his surroundings, alerting everything.

However, he didn't notice that the powder floating among the bushes seemed to be blown by the breeze, gradually gathered together, turned into a cloud of faint smoke, and drifted into the distance.

"It's so dangerous. Fortunately, I was careful. Before flying out of the stone building, a ray of soul thought was hidden in the building to observe secretly. Otherwise, it would be hit by Jiang Shirong's fist spirit and completely wiped out. There is no chance!"

Jiang Li secretly sighed, feeling terrified.

Even though the unachieved Thunder Tribulation Ghost Immortal is accomplished in Daoism, can manipulate magical weapons and display many supernatural powers, he is still extremely fragile, and may be destroyed at any time.

Without the complete protection of the shuttle sword, a short distance of more than ten miles seems as far away as thousands of miles.

The bloody aura rushing around in the camp was constantly tumbling and swaying, to the ghosts, it was like a raging fire with a temperature of tens of thousands of degrees.

If it is slightly contaminated, it will be cooked through.

Jiang Li walked with difficulty, no matter how careful he was, he would inevitably be affected by the collision. Less than half of the distance, he was forced to perform six times of nine breaths to restore his damaged spirit.

If it were other fetishes, gods, or even big monsters in the Doushe Realm, they might be swallowed up by the strong blood energy and yang evil before walking a hundred meters.

"Jiang Li, I will lend you this magic weapon!"

Just when Jiang Li was about to use Nine Breaths to recover his soul again, a tall and slender figure suddenly walked out of the bloody mist surging in front of him.

Shangguan Qingyan approached quickly, pulled out the jade hairpin from her bun, and approached Jiang Li.

"Thank you!"

Jiang Li calmed down a little, discarded the Shuojian powder, and his soul flew into Yuzan, and most of the blood, yang, and suffocating around him were immediately isolated from Yuzan.

Pressure plummets.

"What happened?"

Seeing that Jiang Li was fine, Shangguan Qingyan felt relieved.

She, the fox demon Yuntao, the green cow demon, the big black dog and others guarded Jiang Li in the main tent.

Suddenly, it was discovered that several sticks of incense in the incense burner were broken in an instant, and everyone was shocked.

The broken incense stick means that the person who has escaped from the shell has been irreparably damaged.

Although the next moment, the last remaining stick of incense was bright again, but everyone dared not take risks, except for the green bull demon who was guarding Jiang Li's body in the main tent, they all left the tent and searched around.

After a while, Daheigou, Lu Yao, Mo Yunliang, Huyangu and others who received the message also came one after another.

"I manipulated the shuttle sword, and was discovered by Jiang Shirong!"

After returning to the main account, Jiang Li briefly described what happened before.

"How is this possible? I have used Niu Lao's shuttle sword several times, and even slipped away under Wu Sheng's eyes!" Yun Tao was a little puzzled.

"Jiang Shirong is about to step on the bridge of immortality!"

In the stone building, Jiang Shirong suppressed Jiang Xuanluo's spirit with one finger, and the road to heaven and immortality emerged behind him, which was more clear than it was a few months ago.

This made Jiang Li feel a lot of pressure.

With his current means, he can also compete with junior martial saints one or two, but facing immortals, he is still no different from ants.

If Jiang Shirong can't have the power to contend with him for a short time before he is promoted to immortal, the road ahead will only become more difficult.

After Jiang Shirong became a fairy, it is absolutely impossible to let him grow up freely.

"Human Immortal!"

Everyone was even more shocked.

The theory of human beings and immortals has always existed in myths passed down by word of mouth and incomplete classics.

In ancient times, human immortals have never been born.

If Jiang Shirong really reached that state one day, even if Emperor Jing had the fate of a country, he might not be able to suppress Jiang Shirong.

bang bang
Outside the tent, the sound of roaring iron hooves also sounded at this moment, and everyone knew that this was the sound of Jiang Shirong leading the three tiger guards and Yin Wu Keqing to leave.

It will only be ten days at most, and when Marquis Wu returns again, he will definitely bring back the head of the leader Dugu.

Jinghuang Lingchi executed Jiang Xuanluo, and it will also be opened when Marquis Wu arrives at Gufeng again.

With the flesh and blood of Jiang Xuanluo, more than 30 innocent soldiers of the Great Zhou Dynasty who died in battle were commemorated.

Jiang Xuanluo took it upon himself, but Marquis Wu's anger inevitably angered Jiang Li.

The rift and hatred between father and son will only grow bigger.

After everyone left, Jiang Li sat cross-legged on the thick sheepskin blanket alone, and looked at the bright sea of ​​stars in the night through the tent window.

The overall situation of the Northwest Mangyuan is tentatively determined. Once Jiang Shirong succeeds in raiding the Second Royal Court of the Northern Mang, the East Road Army led by Liu Honglie, Princess Yunle and Da Luo's coalition forces will immediately launch a fierce offensive against the Second Royal Court.

The Northern Expedition will also enter the next stage.

But none of this has anything to do with Jiang Li for the time being. He sits in Li Province's Anmang Capital Protectorate, and his only mission is to deter the tribes of the Mang tribe, preventing them from acting rashly and regenerating their treachery.

Sitting in a province and controlling more than [-] troops, although the power is overwhelming, it didn't make Jiang Li feel safe.

In this world, no matter how great the power and wealth are, they are just a fleeting moment. Only the absolute power that transcends the world is the foundation of one's life.

The reason why Marquis Wu is so valued by Emperor Jing and respected by the people of the world is not because he controls the soldiers and horses of the world, is an extremely human minister, and has power in the court.

The real reason is his transcendent strength that is the best in Kyushu.

Kyushu world, the number one warrior!

"Martial Sage, Human Immortal!"

Jiang Li lightly clenched his fist, Xumijie shimmered, and many precious medicines, spiritual fruits, dragon scale fish meat, and true essence pills appeared in front of him.

It has been two months since he entered the Martial Arts Realm. During these days, although he has been rushing all the way and fighting everywhere, he has never relaxed and slacked off for a day, and seized all the time to practice and improve.

Leaving Li Province to go to the central part of the wilderness, he was suddenly blessed with good fortune, which made his heart surge, and the spiritual realm of Wumai's epiphany improved a lot, and he was only an inch away from the late stage of Martial Arts Realm.

For the next ten days, Jiang Lizu stayed out of the account and went all out to improve his practice.

Temper the body, try to figure out and comprehend everything experienced in several wars.

When Zhen Wuhou's iron hooves reappeared from the end of the eastern land, wrapped in the dust and blood from thousands of miles away, Jiang Li stepped out of the tent and looked at the east with a restrained look.

After ten days of painstaking practice, his martial arts realm has advanced further, and finally entered the late stage of the martial arts realm, and he is just around the corner from the last stage of magical transformation at the ordinary stage of martial arts.

"Marquis Wu is back!"

"Rushing thousands of miles to attack the second royal court of Mang Khan, what a feat this is!"

"I don't know if Marquis Wu succeeded. If he really did, this move will be recorded in the annals of history and will be admired by thousands of warriors in future generations!"

"The Tiger Guard behind him... seems to have been damaged a lot!"

In the camp on the middle road, countless sergeants were alarmed, put aside all their affairs, and gathered on both sides of the road in the camp, waiting quietly for Marquis Wu's triumphant return.

bang bang
The sound of hooves in the distance is approaching, but there are less than a hundred people, but the momentum of thousands of troops erupts.

There were more than 470 people in the Sanhuwei when they went there, but only 77 people were left when they returned.

All 350 angry tiger guards were killed in battle.

Nearly half of the hundred blood tiger guards were lost.

There are still twenty Tianhuwei.

Marquis Zhenwu took the lead, and when he sat down, the armor of the Heisha Horse King was covered with layers of dried blood, like a monster walking out of the blood pool of hell.

The black tower warrior behind him was majestic and mighty, carrying the Yunhu banner of the Marquis of Zhenwu, one arm had been left somewhere for a long time, it was empty.

The fearsome and fierce cavalry rushed into the camp of the Central Route Army like the wind and arrows, blowing up the wind and sand all over the sky.

"The minister Jiang Shirong lived up to the expectations of the Holy One, and now he has beheaded the head of Dugu Xuansheng, the leader of the Dugu royal family, and here is the head!"

Jiang Shirong stopped his horse suddenly, grabbed something from under the black horse's neck, and held it up high. It was an old head with panic and drunkenness on its face.

Countless Da Zhou sergeants around looked from a distance, and when they saw the head in the hands of Marquis Wu, it was not difficult to imagine the scene thousands of miles away.

In the luxurious and intoxicating hall, Dugu Xuansheng embraced the beauty and lay down, countless flirtatious dancers in light clothes danced lightly in His Highness, the fragrance was lingering, captivating the soul.

Sitting on both sides were many respected nobles of Beimang, singing to the music, clapping their hands, or staring lewdly at the pretty slave serving wine, stretching out their big black-haired hands, gently rubbing...

Suddenly, tens of miles away, gongs and trumpets sounded, the flames burst out, and the sound of killing shook the sky.

Before the nobles of Beimang in the main hall realized what they were doing, a stalwart figure that made Kyushu warriors terrified rode straight into the main hall on a huge black horse, and chopped off the head of Dugu Xuansheng who was still holding a wine glass...

"Marquis Wu, you really did not disappoint me!"

On the top of the Gufeng Mountain, the figure of Emperor Jing rarely appeared. With the sky on his back, his luck was added to his body, and thousands of auras rose behind him, transforming into countless gorgeous scenes and auspicious clouds of auspicious beasts.

It seems to be the Lord of Kyushu walking out of the heaven.

If the priests of the Qin Tianjian were here, they would be able to see at a glance that the luck of the Great Zhou was blessed by Emperor Jing and prospered a lot.

Among them, there is not only the luck that Jiang Li gained from regaining Li Province, but also the morale bonus brought about by Jiang Shirong's attack on the Dugu royal family.

"I have no way to teach my sons. Although the Holy One is tolerant and exonerated Shi Rong's crimes, I know that the guilt is heavy. I am ashamed to see the hundreds of thousands of soldiers who died in battle. Now I use the head of Dugu Xuansheng, the leader of the Dugu royal family, to pay homage to the heroic soul!"

Jiang Shirong got off his horse and knelt down on one knee, his voice was like a bell.

"Marquis Wu is Chizhong, known all over the world!"

The sergeants of the Great Zhou Dynasty were greatly encouraged, and they shouted in unison, and the waves of their voices shook the heavens and the earth.

Five hundred cavalry entered the mang court alone, and marched thousands of miles to behead the enemy's head in triumph.

Such a deed, just hearing about it, makes me feel excited and excited.

Not to mention that the sergeants are experiencing this scene themselves.

Since the tragedy of the three tiger guards in the Wuhou Mansion in Zhenzhen, it is enough to imagine the horror and blood of that battle.

"Shi Rong, I have seen your loyalty, Da Zhou has seen your loyalty, and thousands of soldiers have also seen your loyalty!"

Emperor Jing was deeply relieved, and sighed: "However, the country has laws and regulations, and since the codes have been established, there is no one who does not follow them. Even I must follow them, and dare not abolish them!"

"Your Majesty, I am in charge of the Ministry of War and governing laws and regulations. I naturally know that the authority of classics cannot be desecrated. My son Xuanluo committed a serious crime. Even if I have tens of millions of meritorious deeds, I can't offset it. Otherwise, what is the majesty of the country and what is the government's laws and regulations!"

Jiang Shirong's voice resounded loudly, resounding in all directions, and he was as firm as iron: "I ask the sage to issue an order to punish Jiang Xuanluo, the criminal minister of the war situation in Li Province, with laws and military regulations, so as to make an example of others and shock the world!"

"Wuhou Chizhong, high-spirited and bright, with the world in mind!"

All the soldiers shouted together again, and the sound was like a flood, sweeping through the wilderness.

"That being the case, let's execute!"

Emperor Jing nodded and waved his arm. On a platform in the middle of the isolated peak, more than a hundred school lieutenants and military officers in heavy armor suddenly appeared.

They lined up on both sides, guarding with halberds, and intimidated all directions. Dozens of soldiers even carried a fine iron execution platform weighing tens of thousands of catties and placed it in the middle of the platform.

Jiang Xuanluo's hand tendons and hamstrings were broken, and he was dragged onto the execution platform by four soldiers, and tightly bound to the iron frame with chains of refined steel.

The eunuch Shangbao stood up and read the imperial decree: "General Yunhui Jiang Xuanluo was ordered to command the [-] wing troops of the Liangzhou General Camp... Negligence of duty and impulsive actions caused the Liangzhou General Camp to be attacked, and more than [-] soldiers died tragically. According to the laws and regulations of the Great Zhou Dynasty, those who destroy the ancestral temples of the Sheji should be punished by Ling Chi.

"Execution!"

As soon as eunuch Shang Bao finished speaking, a thin, shirtless executioner came up slowly. He took out a few iron walnuts from the iron table beside him, pinched Jiang Xuanluo's mouth open, and stuffed a few iron walnuts into his mouth. into the mouth of the latter.

"Jiang Li!"

Jiang Xuanluo's eyes were resentful, and when he looked down, he saw the young man in white standing under the banner of Zhenjunhou.

The young man was also raising his head at this time, looking at him calmly.

The four eyes meet, but they collide with completely different emotions.

"Just wait, when I return, everything will change completely!"

With a cold and ferocious smile on the corner of Jiang Xuanluo's mouth, the moment the executioner squeezed his mouth open, he directly swallowed the elixir Anxisan that had been under his tongue.

The torture of Ling Chi takes three days and three nights, and the timing of swallowing must be just right.

The warm and hard elixir slipped down into the stomach, but the expected medicinal power did not appear.

The small elixir entered the stomach, it seemed to weigh a lot, but it was like a hard stone or iron ball, no matter how he pushed it, it didn't respond at all.

"Ok?"

Jiang Xuanluo's heart sank involuntarily.

He turned his gaze to another direction, his father, Marquis of Zhenwu Jiang Shirong was holding Dugu Xuansheng's head, and was looking at him with the same calm eyes.

Seeing the calmness and composure in his father's eyes, and seeing the almost destroyed Tiger Guard, Jiang Xuanluo immediately relaxed from his nervous mood.

Father can never be wrong!
In this world, anyone can make mistakes, but Marquis Zhenwu definitely won't.

This is not Jiang Xuanluo's blind self-confidence, but the consensus of the world in Kyushu.

That's right, if the Anxi powder given by my father is really like an ordinary pill, wouldn't it be noticed by the executioner and the surrounding school lieutenants and military officers who are in charge of monitoring?
Jiang Xuanluo's mouth was filled with iron walnuts, he slowly closed his eyes and waited for the moment of execution.

As long as he passed these three days smoothly, he would have the possibility of regaining his life.

At most, it's just giving up some face, acting and wailing a few times.

In order to live, in order to revenge, why avenge hatred, it is insignificant!

"Jiang Xuanluo, offended!"

The voice of the executioner and the sound of the knife being unsheathed came from the ear.

With a slap, Jiang Xuanluo felt his chest was slapped heavily by the executioner, the touch was so real.

Although there was not much pain, Jiang Xuanluo still opened his eyes uncontrollably.

"?"

"The medicine hasn't taken effect yet?"

Jiang Xuanluo was wondering when the executioner turned the knife deftly, and a piece of meat the size of a copper coin was unscrewed from his chest, leaving a wound that looked like a blind man's eye socket.

The technique was clean and neat, and there was no blood seeping out when the knife was cut.

But Jiang Xuanluo was completely overwhelmed by boundless fear.

pain.

real pain.

Not the slightest bit of relief.

He opened his eyes wide, looked at his chest in disbelief, and heard the executioner's slow explanation in his ears: "General Xuanluo learned that this punishment knife is worth 490 nine knives, and there is a rest every ten knives. On the first day, cut five hundred knives first, like big fingernails..."

"Uh, uuuu!"

When Jiang Xuanluo heard the words, his pupils constricted instantly, shaking violently like crazy, and looked at Marquis Wu for help.

Although I don't know why the pill didn't work.

Although Jiang Xuanluo was sure, his father would never lie to him.

But in the face of such torture, and the Anxi powder that I don't know when it will take effect.

The fear in Jiang Xuanluo's heart was completely uncontrollable.

It's not that he can't bear the pain of a few knives, but that he can't bear hundreds of cuts.

Bit by bit, I felt my body being cut off.

At this time, the second knife has also fallen, and soon the third knife and the fourth knife...

The executioner held a knife in one hand, and slapped Jiang Xuanluo's body with extremely fast speed and strange strength skills with the other hand, slapping the blood in his body to other parts of the body, sealing the large blood vessels, and prolonging Jiang Xuanluo's life.

"Father, father!"

Jiang Xuanluo looked like a madman, his eyelids were cracked and blood flowed out, his teeth were biting hard on the smooth iron walnut, but he couldn't hold the force, and almost collapsed completely.

"Luo Er..."

Jiang Shirong stood under the lonely peak, although he had already given Anxi powder to Jiang Xuanluo, he suppressed his spirit and kept him alive.

But seeing his eldest son being tortured like this, under his calm appearance, he couldn't help feeling some emotions in his heart.

Your skin and hair is from your parents.

The knife cut Jiang Xuanluo's body, Xuanluo couldn't feel the pain, but Jiang Shirong still found it unbearable.

"Xuan Luo, I hope that after going through this ordeal, you can be reborn as a phoenix and be reborn from the ashes!"

Jiang Shirong said softly.

Looking at Jiang Xuanluo's hideous, painful, fearful, helpless... various emotional expressions, as well as the tears, snot, and saliva that can't stop flowing...

Jiang Shirong nodded slightly.

Xuan Luo finally took the first step of growth.

Abandoning useless dignity and face is the first step in growth.

It's just that this expression seems a little too real.

Jiang Xuanluo, as a master of the Divine Transformation Realm, can make all kinds of real physiological reactions with his subtle control over the physical body.

But the emotion in the eyes is impossible to have such a degree.

Has he not swallowed Sabbasan?
This idea first came to Jiang Shirong's mind.

Could it be that Xuan Luo wanted to convince everyone with his true feelings, and then swallowed Anxisan to deceive him?
It's hard for my son!
But, is it really necessary to carry so many knives!
(End of this chapter)