Time and space in the heavens

Chapter 1347 Killing a confidant with ruthless tactics

"Yang Jian, say goodbye!"

The soft words and trademark frivolous tone suppressed the sounds of shouting and fighting around him, and even the movement of the uniform and rolling army in the distance.

When the words reached Erlang Shen's ears, Erlang Shen's eyes widened, and his eyebrows opened, looking around at the people who stayed in the Lingxiao Palace.

The Three Holy Mothers, Agarwood, Meishan Brothers, Nezha, Sun Wukong, Master Yuding, the Fourth Princess, Xiaoyu!

Finally, there is the beautiful figure that has been dreamed of for thousands of years and has never been forgotten!

Almost everyone who he could not forget was looking at him with extremely hateful eyes in the Lingxiao Palace.

Being able to see them, God was not too unfair to him after all, but it was a pity that he couldn't see his mother and eighth sister, Cun Xin, the Roaring Sky Dog!

There was an elusive regret in my heart!

Bang!
  Bit by bit, the magic power that was gently poured into Yang Jian's body suddenly became violent, like a collapsing mountain torrent or an overwhelming tsunami.

At a critical moment, Ming Xiaoyang, who had been maintaining Erlang Shen's life for this period of time, suddenly changed and became his destiny.

How could the newly healed meridians, bones, and even soul be able to withstand such violent force.

puff!

Blood shot out from the pores of Yang Jian's body like a fountain, dyeing his clothes red.

boom!
  In the end, Erlang Shen's slender body shone with dazzling blood, turned into pieces, and disappeared in front of everyone.

"Ming Xiaoyang, you!"

"what are you doing?"

"What a cruel devil!"

…………

Sun Wukong and others who besieged Ming Xiaoyang, and the Jade Emperor and Queen Mother who were watching the battle, never thought that Ming Xiaoyang, who had just desperately protected Yang Jian's safety, would actually kill Erlang Shen.

For a moment, everyone was stunned.

Witnessing that the number one God of War in Heaven and the God of Justice who had been in power for three hundred years, Erlang Zhenjun Yang Jian, was disintegrated in front of their eyes.

"No!" Master Yuding, who had been standing to one side and staying out of the incident, witnessed his most proud disciple dying in front of his eyes, screaming uncontrollably with tears in his eyes.

Nezha paused, clenching the fire-pointed spear in his hand, with mixed feelings.

why?
  Why am I not as happy as I thought when this despicable man really died in front of me!
  Sun Wukong, who was repeatedly defeated by Yang Jian, looked dull, and his blazing golden eyes kept blinking, as if he doubted his own eyes.

Fairy Chang'e of Guanghan Palace, who was known for being aloof and aloof, had treated Erlang Shen with unshakable words and despised her for three hundred years, subconsciously held the jade hand of the Third Holy Mother beside her.

"Kill!"

The moment Ming Xiaoyang took action to kill Erlang Shen, a terrifying murderous aura came from outside the palace, and countless heavenly soldiers and generals poured into the palace.

Wow!
  A sound like moving clouds and flowing water sounded, and 400,000 heavenly soldiers and generals gathered together, surrounding Ming Xiaoyang from all directions.

A mighty army of soldiers and horses spread out. If not for the previous melee, most of the Lingxiao Palace would have collapsed.

Then the 400,000-strong army squeezed into it, even if the magic of Sumerna mustard seeds was applied, they could not withstand it.

"Goodbye, my confidant, friend and enemy!" Surrounded by thousands of troops, Ming Xiaoyang turned a deaf ear to the dense forest of murderous intent and slowly raised his left hand to kill Erlang Shen. On the palm of my hand, the blood has not completely dripped, and there are still a few drops left.

His expression was indescribably weird, with a mixture of excitement, sadness, pain, and relief, making it impossible to fathom his current mood.

"Why did you want to kill him?" The densely packed soldiers and horses separated, and a delicate figure came step by step in front of Ming Xiaoyang, asking with a trace of pain that he was not aware of.

"Why not?" Ming Xiaoyang moved his palms to avoid the other party's sharp gaze, "The matter has come to this, there is no choice."

"First, if we continue to be entangled like this, not only will we not be able to save Yang Jian, we will also have to catch up with myself; second, Yang Jian's injuries are too serious. Once the healing is interrupted, there will be no hope of recovery for his injuries. His soul, bones, The shattered meridians are just one more breath than a dead person. Letting the proud Erlangshen live like this, it’s really better to just kill him with one palm!"

After saying that, Ming Xiaoyang scanned the people around him with sharp eyes and asked with his eyes.

What kind of existence is Erlang Shen Yang Jian?
  In the past, he had the Three Realms in mind, saved all sentient beings, was proud and unbridled, and could be called a great hero who stood tall and indomitable.

Now, he is despicable and shameless, betraying his brothers, doing all kinds of bad things, and turning into a power-hungry scum villain!
  But no matter how he changes, one thing remains unchanged, and that is - pride!
  As the number one war god in heaven, Yang Jian has maintained his pride from beginning to end and is by no means greedy for life and afraid of death.

Let him fall into a fate worse than death. It is really better to kill him with one palm!

To have a friend who understands him so well, Yang Jian's death is not unjust!

"Alas." The complicated expression on Ming Xiaoyang's face faded, and he turned into the frivolous man in white again, sighing suddenly.

"Everyone, are you ready?"

"What do you mean?" Standing in front of Ming Xiaoyang was none other than his other disciple, Xiaoyu.

The memory was sealed, and only the love for Chenxiang was left in her heart. When Xiaoyu heard what Ming Xiaoyang said, she asked strangely.

"Let's do the math." Ming Xiaoyang put Fang Tian's painted halberd in his arms and calculated with his fingers, "The destruction of Xiaoyao Palace is the first account; the siege at Guanjiangkou is the second account "Trapped me in the Mountain and River Sheji Tu is the third account; besieging and killing me in the Lingxiao Palace is the fourth account; forcing me to kill my only confidant is the fifth account!"

"If you have any last words, you might as well say them. I will definitely be satisfied!"

As he spoke, Ming Xiaoyang regarded Heaven's 400,000-strong army, as well as Sun Wukong, Bull Demon King and others as nothing.

A warm smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, but when it fell in the eyes of everyone present, everyone shuddered.

"Ming Xiaoyang, don't be too happy!" The Bull Demon King snatched the giant ax from the hands of the Giant Spirit God, temporarily replaced it, and walked forward with his son, "It is still unknown who will win or lose. How many!"

"Everyone, come together and kill this devil!"

"Do it!"

Chenxiang shouted loudly, raised the divine axe, and struck it down at his mentor.

At this point, a vigorous fight has completely begun!

Ming Xiaoyang wore his trademark frivolity, as if he didn't care about anything, with a trace of bloodlust on his lips, and he rushed into the crowd.

The bloodthirsty Fang Tian painted his halberd and killed many lives!

………………

Hey!
  In the human world, on Zhongnan Mountain.

After Yao Ji, Eighth Sister, and Roaring Sky Dog were sent away by Ming Xiaoyang, they came here to wait for the end of everything.

The hearts of the two women and the dog were weighed down by a huge stone, which was extremely heavy, and the uneasiness in their hearts was increasing every moment.

I don’t know how much time passed, but the Roaring Sky Dog’s eyes were filled with tears, and he looked up to the sky and let out a cry of sorrow, which spread throughout the mountain col and startled countless birds!
  (End of this chapter)