Gao Wu: Traveling through the heavens in dreams, a professional rebel!

Chapter 183: Kill with a wave of the hand, heads are everywhere on the ground, kill, kill, kill, all those who disobey will die.

In an instant, those thread-like attacks penetrated the space at incredible speed like meteors across the night sky.

The sharp sound of breaking through the air was like countless sharp blades cutting through the air, causing pain in the eardrums.

Sharp and mournful, like a death horn, echoing in the Golden Throne Hall.

"Bang bang bang~"

The next moment, a series of dull sounds rang out in the Golden Throne Hall, and each sound was like a heavy hammer hitting everyone's heart.

Before Xuanyuan Nianyan could react, the countless thread-like attacks came like a storm and submerged her in an instant.

Under this powerful attack, the body of the great master was like fragile porcelain and could not withstand a single blow.

In a flash, the body exploded and blood mist spread out like a terrifying red storm.

At this moment, the tragic scene was horrifying, and the air was filled with a strong smell of blood, which was disgusting.

Only a head fell to the ground alone with astonishment and horror.

Xuanyuan Nianyan's eyes were wide open, filled with disbelief and fear.

His lips parted slightly as if he wanted to say something, but no sound came out.

The long black hair was scattered on the ground in a mess, intertwined with the bright red blood mist, forming an extremely terrifying picture.

Everyone in the Golden Palace was stunned by this sudden change.

His face was filled with shock and fear, as if he was frozen in that moment.

Some people opened their mouths but could not make any sound, some people's legs went weak and they almost collapsed to the ground, and some people stared with their eyes wide open, unable to believe what was happening before their eyes.

In an instant, the atmosphere became tense and terrifying.

The entire Golden Palace seemed to be shrouded in a thick haze, making it completely hard to breathe.

At this moment, everyone's heartbeats could be heard clearly, and the rapid rhythm seemed to be telling of the fear in their hearts.

The air seemed to freeze, and the silence was frightening.

Lin Yaozu sat on the throne, watching all this with an expressionless face.

There was no mercy in his eyes, only coldness and ruthlessness.

It was like a high and mighty god, emitting a powerful aura.

Time seemed to stand still at this moment. Everyone in the Golden Throne Hall was immersed in the atmosphere of terror, unable to extricate themselves.

The tragic scene was like a nightmare, deeply imprinted in everyone's mind and made them unable to calm down for a long time.

Seeing this, Lin Yaozu's face showed even more contempt.

"Ha! That's it? Grandmaster? Just an ant!"

At this moment, the fear of those bootlickers who followed Xuanyuan Nianyan suddenly subsided and their anger rose.

"Damn it! You dog emperor! Die!"

“Nian Yan!!! Ahhhhhh!!! Kill kill kill!”

"Tianmen Sword Intention! Cut!"

"..."

“Boom boom boom~ bang bang bang~”

In a blink of an eye, a deafening sound continued to echo in the Golden Throne Hall.

The people had just cursed, and those angry words were still floating in the air, or they had just used their moves to prepare to attack Lin Yaozu who was on the throne.

The next moment, countless thread-like star power attacks suddenly descended like a rainstorm.

The attack speed was so fast that there was no time to react. It was like the tentacles of the god of death, carrying ruthless killing intent.

It pierced through everyone's bodies in an instant, without any mercy, and they were equally unable to resist.

Suddenly, each body was blown into blood mist like a fragile balloon.

After a moment, the scene was filled with dead silence.

Apart from the dead heads scattered all over the ground, not even a complete body was left.

The eyes on those heads were wide open, filled with astonishment, fear, and unwillingness. In the Golden Throne Hall, the blood mist filled the sky like one terrifying and sad painting after another.

The blood mist spread, like layer after layer of dark red gauze, gently covering this land of death.

The blood mist seemed to have life, surging slowly, sometimes rising and sometimes dissipating.

Each cluster seems to be telling the story of the disappearance of a life, so shocking.

In the dim light, the blood mist flickered with strange light, like countless broken rubies, emitting a terrifying aura.

The pungent smell of blood filled the air, making people's stomachs churn.

The blood mist gradually settled, leaving a dark red mark on the ground.

Like the claw marks of a devil, they were deeply engraved on this once majestic palace.

In the blood mist, the tiny particles seemed like countless desperate souls struggling in the air, trying to escape.

But he could not escape and could only wander in the Golden Palace, witnessing this cruel ending.

At this moment, under the blood mist, those heads looked even more hideous.

The blood mist and the head contrast with each other, forming a horrifying picture that will be unforgettable.

Then, Lin Yaozu waved his hand lightly. The movement seemed casual, but it was filled with endless power.

Those heads, wrapped and lifted up by the star power, seemed to be given new life and instantly turned into bright meteors.

Dragging a long tail of flame, it suddenly rose into the air and flew out of the city at an astonishing speed.

At the same time, he leisurely walked down from the dragon throne, his posture upright, exuding an incomparable and terrifying aura.

Then he stepped out of the palace, and every step was full of mystery.

Silently, he appeared a hundred meters away as if by teleportation.

Like a ghost, unpredictable.

Behind him, the blood mist in the Golden Throne Hall gradually dissipated, leaving only deathly silence and fear on the ground.

Outside Kyoto, in the camp.

There were gorgeous curtains hanging all around, shining softly under the lights.

Inside the tent, small tables were filled with delicious food and fine wine.

The leader of the Li family had a smile on his face, with confidence gleaming in his eyes.

Dressed in gorgeous brocade robe and wearing a jade crown, he looks majestic and solemn.

Holding a glass of fine wine in his hand, he was toasting with the generals in front of him.

The crisp sound of clinking glasses echoed in the air, as if it was the prelude to victory.

All the generals were in high spirits, wearing mighty armor, with sharp swords on their waists, exuding a heroic spirit.

Some generals stroked their beards, laughed heartily, and recounted their past military exploits.

Similarly, some generals raised their chins slightly, their eyes full of longing, imagining future glory.

The generals of relatively lower status listened respectfully on the side, and uttered bursts of admiration from time to time.

The aroma of fine wine filled the tent, mixing with the laughter of everyone, creating a cheerful and warm atmosphere.

at this time.

"Boom boom boom~"

A series of earth-shaking noises suddenly rang out, like thunderbolts from the blue sky exploding in everyone's ears.

A suffocatingly powerful force suddenly descended, sweeping over like a raging wave.

Violent and unstoppable, as if it could destroy everything in the world.

The main tent was torn apart in an instant under the impact of this terrifying force.

The gorgeous curtains were torn apart by the strong wind and flew all over the sky like broken butterflies.

The small tables were overturned and the delicious food and fine wine were scattered all over the floor, creating a mess.

(End of this chapter)