final catastrophe

Chapter 192 8. Do you want to rebel?
It was dusk.

At the foot of Wudang Mountain, in the desolate forest beside the road, the fallen leaves are like the water of the Yellow River, moving with the wind, like drifting with the current.

It's just that the setting sun is like blood, giving the turbid yellow a cruel taste.

It seems to symbolize that everything is in its place and has its destiny.

If fate arrives, you can't escape, and you can't escape.

At this moment, for the Black Wood Sect and the remaining elites and bandits who attended the banquet, their lives should come to an end.

Because the emperor's order cannot be disobeyed, the emperor is the sky, and when he gives an order, it is to issue an edict for the sky.

Every interval by the tree is a hidden figure, forming a circle, making it impossible to break out, and the gray shadow fighting in the middle seems to be more probing.

Trying out the level of the rivers and lakes of Longzangzhou.

After all, here, there is Wu Yue, the director of the Black Wood School.

At this time, Gongyang Tang and the gray shadow faced each other again, and his body collapsed several meters.

The opponent's thick and strange internal force made his thick arms tremble, and immediately the "red-haired wild lion" of the four protectors of the Heimu sect revealed a look of fury.

With the dignity of a warrior, how can he easily give in? How can he easily surrender?
What's more, the Blackwood Sect is in a transitional period. The leader has just taken office, and his strength and influence are not stable, and the demonic people are extremely snobbish. If they stumble or die here, it may be the real end of the Blackwood Sect.

Gongyang Tang has feelings for the Black Wood Sect, and the more he has feelings, the more he doesn't want to see such a thing happen.

So, he let out a loud shout, and his right hand grew bigger, like a basin of blood, and he turned upside down to meet the gray shadow!

A series of thunder-like shocks sounded in the air, the sound was so moving that it made the eardrums buzz.

The gray figure didn't seem to dare to touch the bloody hand again, but its figure suddenly accelerated, and before the bloody basin was buckled, it passed through the thunder, "hee hee" smiled sharply, raised its right hand, and then It was pinching the snow-white neck of the flute witch behind the giant man.

He came so fast that he couldn't even catch up with the wind, and even before his voice came, he had already rushed in front of Ren Wuyue.

All but in an instant.

The blood-holed jasper flute that Ren Wuyue was holding suddenly danced down, like a green python wagging its tail, and smashed towards the protruding hand with a lot of vigor.

"Hee hee hee"

In the laughter, the withered hand just raised the orchid finger, and with a flick of "ding", the jade flute that was dropped hastily was pushed aside a little.

a little distance.

Instantly slow.

It is life and death.

"Hee hee hee is really weak, too weak."

"Long Zangzhou, there are really weak chickens everywhere, hee hee"

There is nothing to stop Hui Ying's withered hands, and no one can stop him.

He licked his lips, revealing a somewhat feminine face, pupils who started to panic at the former Muzuki.

That sickly white withered hand was only one-tenth of a meter away from the neck of the new leader of the Blackwood Sect. Although Gongyang Tang was strong, his speed was far different from this one.

He could barely turn his head at this moment, his eyes were burning with fury, but he was powerless.

destined.

cannot be changed.

The emperor's decree is that if you want you to live, you will live, if you want you to die, you will have to die!

"Too weak, too weak hee hee hee hee hee hee!"

Amidst the piercing laughter of the feminine man, there was a heavy, extremely discordant coughing sound.

And the gray shadow only felt that his hand, which was sure to kill and hit, was born from under his arm by a force, and it deviated from the original direction uncontrollably, and was provoked!

Hui Ying's shock was no small matter, and he hurriedly jumped back to create a distance.

Then, he saw a wobbly bearded boy.

The latter was wearing an elegant Taoist robe, swaying, with a wine-smoked blush on his face, and he looked obviously drunk.

"Xia Ji?!" Ren Wuyue also saw the person coming, looking at the man who logically should be her brother-in-law, showing a complex expression.

And a sense of peace of mind also came immediately, it seemed that no matter what kind of enemy, what kind of environment, as long as this man appeared, then nothing would happen.

On the other side, "Red-haired Mad Lion" Gongyang Tang also heaved a sigh of relief when he saw the visitor, cupped his fists respectfully, and said sincerely: "Master Xia."

The feminine man was stunned for a moment, and then said with a "Jie Jie" smile: "You are the head of Wudang this time, Xia Ji? Since you can block this attack, you seem to be a little bit capable, hehehe"

After that, he directly took out a golden talisman from his pocket, raised his hand and lit it in the air, "Look carefully."

He is very confident, after all, what he holds in his hand is one of the nine celestial talismans, which represents the imperial power, orders the right way, and will never fail to obey.

"Well what's that?"

In the eyes of everyone, the Wudang headmaster stumbled and looked like he couldn't see clearly, and the smell of alcohol all over his body explained "why he couldn't see clearly".

The feminine man showed a stern look, and said: "Open your eyes wide, let us take a closer look!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he felt a gust of wind hit him.

In his pupils, the back of the knife was getting closer and closer. He wanted to hide, but found that there was no way to hide, and he couldn't even move his body.
This.
Zhao Dazhong, as one of the ten permanent attendants, was reading books in the Sutra Pavilion of the Imperial Court in Tianzhong Continent. Apart from the strange energy bestowed by the emperor, which was extremely suitable for eunuchs to practice, the exercises he chose were speed-oriented.

The name of the strange gas is: Black Spiral.

And after a lot of testing and thinking, he chose a ninth-rank level agility that suits him, called: Hundred Birds Piercing Clouds.

Therefore, he is famous among the ten permanent attendants for being as fast as a ghost.

However, at this moment, how could anyone surpass him in speed?
It wasn't that he couldn't move, but that he was completely crushed.

The speed of the Wudang master of Longzangzhou is completely unimaginable, and can only be calculated in units of thoughts.

Yes.

One thought!
But in one thought, this man appeared in front of him.

If his speed is a ghost, then what is he?
Is this man really from Longzangzhou?
Xia Ji grabbed the golden token in his hand, looked left and right, and asked in confusion, "What is this? Why is there a big underpants on this word? What is this word?"

The feminine man didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "You caught it the wrong way. That word is heaven, the heaven of destiny! Seeing the heavenly talisman is like seeing my emperor, you can't wait for the grasslands in the mountains, why don't you kneel down quickly!"

Xia Ji blinked, as if he was still studying the golden sign, when suddenly the long knife in his hand did not come out of its sheath, and he flung it out with a snap, like a gray light, which made people see that it had arrived before even seeing the movement. in front of you.

The feminine man only felt a sharp pain on his cheek, and his whole body rolled and flew backwards, and then hit a giant tree not far away.

With a creak, the tree actually made a sound of breaking, and at the impact, several mixed cracks were revealed.

"puff"

The feminine man spat out a mouthful of blood, his face turned pale, then he coughed heavily twice, raised his head and said angrily: "Xia Ji! Are you trying to rebel?!"

　The handicap has been reduced to the point where one chapter is one chapter.
　　But for the sake of my lovely book friends, I worked hard~~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)