piratefiction Chapter 193 Thirteen Thousand Dead
Chapter 193 Thirteen Thousand Dead
"Lord Hou, are you safe here?" Wan Sanqian looked at Su Changqing cupped hands and said, the second and fourth of the Xiangxi Four Ghosts beside him stared at Su Changqing with slightly cold eyes.
"Su Changqing, you are indeed just like Wu Liang and Wu An Jun. They are amazingly talented and rare in the world, but at this moment, all of your people are underground, while mine are still here."
Cao Zhengchun's tens of thousands of black-clothed arrows were all buried, and it was Wan Sanqian's handwriting.
Money is magic!
"And you're really vain, and if you chase after me, you'll give me a chance!" Zhu Wushou looked at Su Changqing with extreme indifference.
His purpose from beginning to end was not to save Chang'an City, but to take away the inner alchemy of Purdue Cihang and Tianxiang Cardamom.
"Since ancient times, loyal people have been burdened by loyalty. Marquis Changqing, I respect you, but unfortunately today you really deserve to die." Wan Sanqian looked at Su Changqing and said with a light smile.
All of his men were hiding here, and none of them made a move. Su Changqing was seriously injured and must die!
"I am civilized and martial arts, my character is magnanimous, and I am a Martial Saint in the world. Nothing is better than that dog emperor Ji Yunwen. In my hands, the great businessman will be ten times stronger!" Zhu Wushi raised his head to the sky and screamed.
"I am the one!"
Facing the crowd, Su Changqing's eyes were calm, and he slowly wiped the burial knife in his hand. It was as red as blood, and it rang out loudly in his hand.
"Where is Jiang Han?" He asked suddenly.
Among the people present, Jiang Han had never been seen before.
He should have already escaped, Jiang Han only wanted to save his Little Sister, how could he care about Zhu ignoring this wild father, this man's scheme is rare in the world.
Wan Sanqian was startled, his eyes narrowed slightly.
Su Changqing said calmly: "There are always some people who are self-righteous and hold everything in their hands. Friends, brothers, and all kinds of life, all have ideas. Those who think they control everything will be burdened by them."
"I came here to settle all old accounts!" Su Changqing stared at everyone present and shouted suddenly.
"Let's go together! I, Su Changqing, have nothing to fear!"
"It's all about death. Realm Realm of the Purple Mansion in the world already lacks True Qi, so we can't use it, let alone the battle of Purdue Cihang, let's surround and kill him together! Then go underground and collect the fruits of our victory." Wan San Qian stared and said.
"After today, there will be no one in the world who can be an enemy of the Marquis of God."
Wansanqian is really amazing, rich as a country, not only owns the Four Ghosts of Xiangxi, but also has a lot of friends, among which masters emerge in endlessly.
The sky is drizzled down, the leaves are green and verdant, and countless figures come straight to the sky. , has entered Tiangang.
Nearly 5,000 people surrounded and killed one person. This scene is enough to make the world terrified.
"You are mere clowns! I, Su Changqing, have nothing to fear!"
Su Changqing raised his head to the sky and screamed, True Qi surging all over his body, turning into a chaotic body without leaking, he instantly condensed into a golden man, his hair fluttered with the wind, like a terrifying golden hurricane, with supreme power.
Like a tiger entering a herd of sheep, he held funeral flowers, frost and snow in his hand, and the blood instantly stained the ground red. Countless people were terrified, their limbs and heads were cut off, and blood spilled into the sky.
At this moment, the world seemed to be silent, this kind of killing was extremely tragic, and the energy of the sun and the sun swirled around Su Changqing.
Zhu Wushi was horrified in his heart, Su Changqing's aura was too terrifying, even he had never heard of such combat power.
The burial flowers, frost and snow blades were dazzling, and held in the palm of the supreme golden man, they rang out loudly and rumblingly.
The drizzle poured down, mixed with bright red blood, and steamed up, dripping with blood.
"He still has True Qi and the use of qi and blood to use Vajra's indestructible magical power? Even Purdue Cihang failed to abolish him?" Wan Sanqian said with wide-eyed eyes.
He staggered back two steps, the unspeakable fear in his heart, accumulated for decades, all disappeared in one morning!
"You pretended to be weak on purpose, trying to lure me to attack, use all your strength, and then destroy us!" Wan Sanqian said with trembling spirit, almost in shock.
"What's the difference between you and Pudu Cihang!" he roared angrily.
Su Changqing didn't say a word, his eyes were as cold as lightning, and he stepped forward. The ground rumbled and trembled, and he cut off the head of a Tiangang, which exploded in the air and dyed the ground red. This scene was simply too horrible to watch.
Countless people screamed and fled in all directions, unwilling to obey Wan Sanqian's order. Su Changqing threw his swords and danced wildly like a whirlwind, sweeping through the low air, and countless people had their legs cut off.
The second and fourth of the four ghosts in Xiangxi landed behind Su Changqing, and they shot at the same time, full of phantoms. Their Movement Technique was exquisite, with a monstrous hatred.
Su Changqing turned around abruptly, pushed his fists horizontally, and suppressed the two of them to the ground.
"The two of you want to escape, but you really can escape. Unfortunately, today is the end." Su Changqing stared at the two of them with disdainful eyes.
He clenched his fists and descended from the sky with a golden light, smashing the heads of the two, blood and brains scattered all over the ground.
"As early as when everyone gathered in the Zhongwang Palace, you were ready to use Ji Yunqi to attract Pudu Cihang. It's a big deal."
Zhu ignored standing in the distance, staring at Su Changqing, and praised softly.
Whether it's burying many people underground, burying Purdue Cihang, or fighting against Purdue Cihang, pretending that Vajra's indestructible magic power is broken, in a weak state, and the speed of traveling is even greatly slowed down.
Just to let him ignore Zhu and relax his vigilance.
Today, all his people are buried, and there is no longer any capital to compete for the world.
"Stunningly talented, there has never been such a talent in the world for hundreds of years." Zhu Wushi fell silent, admiring endlessly in his heart.
Su Changqing stepped forward, surrounded by golden light and the air of the sun and the sun, like a god and demon. He grabbed Wan Sanqian's neck like a chicken.
"Shenhou, save me..." Wan Sanqian hurriedly said with horror in his eyes.
Zhu ignored it and watched quietly.
"Master Hou, I am Shangguan Haitang's fiancé." Wan Sanqian said in a hoarse voice with a trembling face.
"None of the people who murdered me back then will survive." Su Changqing said flatly.
Wansanqian must pay the price of death!
There is no such thing as overnight revenge, and Wan Sanqian also has a share in Jiang Xingxing's death.
There is no trace of the buried flowers, and the fragrance is left in the air.
Soon Wan Sanqian's neck was pinched off, he was silent, his eyes dimmed, and his body fell to the ground limply.
What's the use of being rich in the world, but rich enough to rival a country?
…………
…………