Tome of Troubled Times Chapter 377: The wine in the pot is not cold yet, but the knife tip is still bloody
Chapter 377 The wine in the pot is not cold yet, the knife head is still bloody
At this moment, both above and below the city, the air was quiet, as if time had stopped.
Lv Shiheng on the city wall felt that the battlefield below would not be finished for a while, and his main attention was watching the top-level battle between Maitreya and Wang Yang. However, his attention was distracted for a moment, and there was a boil below. He turned around and looked at the battle. Bian Yuxiu was beheaded...how did he die?
Can Zhao Changhe and Xue Canghai join forces to attack from a pincer attack?
Maitreya looked carefully at the six directions, but he did not expect this result. No one expected that Zhao Changhe could kill Yuxiu in two moves with a single sword...
It seems as if I have fallen into some destined dream monster. Every time I am entangled by someone, important things below me are stolen. The first time in the mountains behind the Tang family, Zhao Changhe and Tang Buqi did it together; the second time in Taihu, Tang Buqi did it; the third time in Xiangyang, Zhao Changhe did it.
This time, the impact was even greater than the previous times.
After the defeat of Taihu, Xiangyang was Maitreya's last hope, but it was destroyed in an instant.
Cannot be destroyed!
With a roar, Maitreya's sword light surged, forcing Yang Jingxiu and Wang Daozhong back. He retreated and flew straight towards Zhao Changhe in the battle formation!
As long as Zhao Changhe is killed, there is still hope!
The leader of the Maitreya Army is Maitreya, and he will not rest here! Ji Xiu is just a general. As long as Maitreya turns around, he can still stabilize the morale of the army and at least lead the troops to retreat!
But the moment he pulled away and flew back, a sword light suddenly struck from under the moon, and a biting chill enveloped his heart.
Maitreya's heart jumped violently.
Tang Wanzhuang!
Just say where she has been hiding, there is no trace of such an important war... She has also learned bad things, and will never show her face when she is not sure whether she will be tricked by the Wang and Yang families. At this moment When the dust settled, the moment Maitreya returned from defeat, he launched a sneak attack!
When people like Tang Wanzhuang start to engage in sneak attacks, it is really difficult for even the gods to prevent them.
Maitreya was in mid-air with nowhere to use his strength, and suddenly roared wildly.
Tens of thousands of people were shocked to see what seemed to be a huge phantom of the Buddha appearing behind Maitreya, with brilliant golden light and a lotus platform like life.
Buddhist words resounded in everyone's heart, and a giant palm slapped Tang Wanzhuang.
Tang Wanzhuang seemed to have expected it, his eyes were firm, and his sword did not change, piercing through Maitreya's chest.
The huge palm slapped her body, and there seemed to be ripples, and the intensity dissipated. There seemed to be a sound of "Hey", the palm shadow disappeared, the moon and stars were sparse in the sky, and there was nothing.
Tang Wanzhuang spurted out a mouthful of blood and pushed her palm again.
Maitreya was also hitting her with a palm. With a "boom" sound, the two palms faced each other. Maitreya turned into a **** light and fled far away from the horizon. He couldn't even say a harsh word, and blood spilled across the sky.
Tang Wanzhuang spat out blood again and shook his head slightly with a pale face.
I didn’t expect that Maitreya had such a trump card, and even this couldn’t kill him... Are there gods and Buddhas hidden behind him?
Tang Wanzhuang took a deep breath, glanced at Wang Daozhong and Yang Jingxiu who were silent beside them, and looked down at the city. The battle was decided.
The battles above and below the city took place at the same time. When Maitreya retreated and Tang Wanzhuang made a surprise attack, Zhao Changhe had just chopped off Yu Xiu’s head with a knife, raised it high and shouted angrily: “This is where Yu Xiu’s head is. ! ”
Fear spread like a plague, spreading outward from where Zhao Changhe stood and spreading throughout the south of Xiangyang.
Maitreya was attacked by Tang Wanzhuang at this moment. Even the arrival of gods and Buddhas could not stop him from being seriously injured and escaped. Maitreya's army instantly lost all its backbone and fled in chaos.
Xue Canghai raised his knife and shouted angrily: "Practice your blood to nourish evil spirits. Kill me right now!"
The shouts of killing were loud, and a scene of thousands of people chasing tens of thousands of people was staged in the south of Xiangyang City. The private soldiers of the Yang family who were attacking the left wing there were all dumbfounded, and they didn't know whether they should pursue or not.
Zhao Changhe himself did not pursue him. It seemed that he could kill him instantly with one strike. In fact, the energy and vitality of this strike was no joke. It almost drained all the power with one strike. The sequelae of the selfless BUFF in the world began to hit, which made him feel dizzy and weak. feeling.
But at least I don’t lose strength like before, I still have some energy left. He took a few deep breaths, adjusted his inner breath a little, and turned to look at the city.
Tang Wanzhuang, with fluttering clothes, stood on the city wall and looked at him.
The man holding a knife in one hand and the enemy general's head in the other, standing covered in blood among the corpses, with thousands of troops escaping behind him... This scene is touching.
Tang Wanzhuang couldn't help but think of someone once saying this to her in Suzhou: "What I hope for next time is that I am here so that you don't have to think about anything."
His name is Zhao Wangtang, is he gazing or hoping? What to hope for?
Zhao Changhe suddenly stood up and flew over the city like a roc spreading its wings. He casually threw Yuxiu's head on the ground: "Fortunately, I did not disgrace my life."
Tang Wanzhuang wanted to say something but couldn't. Thousands of words just came together in one sentence: "Yeah."
Zhao Changhe did not say much to her. He first crossed Yang Jingxiu's hand and said, "I have met Uncle Yang."
He bowed his hand to Wang Daozhong again and said, "Well done, Old Wang."
Wang Daozhong: "..."
Zhao Changhe finally turned his head and stared at Lu Shiheng with sharp eyes: "Prefect Lu, Zhao has something to ask you."
At this time, Zhao Changhe's momentum was so overwhelming that Lu Shiheng felt a little nervous, so he could only say: "Young Master Zhao...what's the matter?"
Zhao Changhe said: "You colluded with Maitreya, captured my secret agent of the Demon Suppression Division, and planned to ambush the leader of the imperial court. What crime should you be guilty of?"
Wang Daozhong said hurriedly: "He was controlled by Maitreya Maitreya's skill, it was not his intention... Sir, don't you think he defended the city well? Shi Heng, apologize to Chief Tang? Let's go back. Report it to the court and see how the court decides on this punishment..."
Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Zhao Changhe: "It is understandable that I was controlled, but I am not angry. A single apology or dismissal in the future will not relieve my anger."
Wang Daozhong said solemnly: "How are you doing?"
Zhao Changhe said calmly: "Let's do this, Governor Lu, don't say that Zhao is ignorant and insists on entangled... Earlier in the Immortal Palace Garden, Governor Lu was under the sword of the head of the Tang Dynasty, and he hurriedly received me to strike the god. Buddha Jusan actually took it without any injury, which makes Zhao very impressed. You can take another blow to make me feel better, and let this be over."
Onlookers Yang Jingxiu thought that Zhao Changhe was looking for a way to vent his anger.
After all, Lu Shiheng, the governor of Xiangyang, has its own rules and regulations. Those who cannot be tried in private must argue with the court. In today's precarious situation, Lu Shiheng is backed by the power of the Wang family and has a small army of elite soldiers at hand, so he must treat it with caution and not act rashly.
It can only be incompetent and furious, and it is enough to vent evil spirits.
Especially at this time, Zhao Changhe was weak in energy and blood. Although he looked fierce on the surface, in fact, it was unlikely that he could beat Lu Shiheng in a real fight. It also seemed that he was just trying to vent his anger. Maybe even lick Tang Wanzhuang by the way? It means that I will help you vent your anger...
He thought so, and Wang Daozhong and Lu Shiheng certainly thought so too. Wang Daozhong winked at Lu Shiheng and said, "Then just ask Shaoxia Zhao for some advice."
Lu Shiheng secretly thought that I would just stab you and spit out a mouthful of blood, and then be done with some injuries.
He cupped his hands and smiled and said, "Please give me some advice from Mr. Zhao."
Zhao Changhe weighed the dragon bird and said expressionlessly: "Be careful."
Before he finished speaking, he jumped up, raised his knife and roared angrily.
A standard toad-like jump to "disperse the gods and Buddhas" is almost exactly the same as the one that he used before to jump from the rooftop across the street into the backyard of Xiangongyuan and slash Lu Shiheng.
Lu Shiheng could sense that Zhao Changhe's momentum at this moment was indeed far less than the previous one.
I'll stop here and say it happily, how can I be relaxed? With this kind of consumption, he should go back to meditate and rest at this time.
Lu Shiheng pulled out his sword with a choke, and when he faced the sword, he was still thinking about how much strength he could use to look a little embarrassed and injured?
The thought flashed by, and the swords were already connected.
But at this moment, Lu Shiheng suddenly screamed that something was wrong.
This is not how it should be! The force was extremely weak, almost passing by with a light brush, and the sword's momentum had changed.
From the extremely violent wrath of the Blood God, it turned into a gentle drizzle, drifting into the night with the wind.
When you are surprised, the wisp of breeze has reached your throat.
The small building listened to the spring rain all night.
The look on Tang Wanzhuang’s face suddenly changed. This move looks so promising to Tang...
Wang Daozhong obviously saw something was wrong, and was about to stop him with one strike of his sword. Tang Wanzhuang Chun Shui Bibo pressed down casually, and suppressed Wang Daozhong until he could not move. He said with a half-smile but not a smile: "I told you to vent your anger for me, Mr. Daozhong. What do you want?”
"I..." Wang Daozhong didn't have time to say anything.
When these two took action, of course Lu Shiheng also made a move over there.
The sword that was meant to be struck suddenly turned into a heavy rain, covering Zhao Changhe's whole body. He tried to use this trick of mutual death to force Zhao Changhe back before making further calculations.
As a result, Zhao Changhe's sword power remained unchanged at all. Despite the heavy rain, the wisp of breeze still passed through the rain, vowing to take his head.
Lu Shiheng had no choice but to put his sword upright to block his neck, and at the same time use his strength to retreat, just like a replica of when he received Zhao Changhe's sword in Immortal Palace Garden.
But he forgot one thing.
His original sword had been broken that time. This was a temporary new sword, and its quality was incomparable with the previous sword.
If that sword could barely stop him for a moment, then this new sword was like a piece of paper, unable to hinder him at all.
With a "clang" sound, Longque cut off the sword and slit his throat.
A trace of blood spurted out from his throat, just like the patter of rain at night, blown away by the wind.
"Bang", Lu Shiheng fell to the sky with his eyes open and refused to close his eyes.
This seemingly violent Zhao Changhe turned out to be so insidious. He had agreed to kill with a sword, but then changed his tactics at the last moment... He didn't just want to be angry at all, he had been planning to kill people from the beginning. In front of the local people!
Wang Daozhong was furious: "Zhao Changhe! You dare to kill the imperial eunuch! You are trying to create..."
"What?" Zhao Changhe turned his head and said calmly: "I am also a Jade Pai secret agent of the Demon-Suppressing Department. My authority is not as good as that of the prefect, but my rank is not inferior at all. If he is guilty, we need to wait for the court to decide, so whether Zhao is guilty or not , please also report it to the court, and I will wait for the court to review it slowly."
Wang Daozhong was so angry that he could not speak: "You..."
"You don't like hearing this, right? I don't like it either. So what the **** did you just say to me?"
"You..."
"No more, let me say something else." Zhao Changhe stared into his eyes and said slowly: "There are two sides, a traitor to the country for personal gain. This person will have endless troubles until he dies. I am a bandit. Also, I can’t wait for your trial... I’ll just kill him, what will you do?”
The long knife was held horizontally to the side of the body, and blood dripped from the blade, bit by bit.
The evil aura in his eyes has not disappeared, and the soul of Renbang has condensed. Wang Daozhong found that he was intimidated by his courage, and was choked for a while and could not refute.
Golden light suddenly appeared in the sky.
"On February 2, the dragon raises its head."
"Immortal Wu Changhe Xiu's troops marched into Xiangyang. Zhao Changhe led a surprise attack and penetrated the military formation. He killed Xiu Xiu in the midst of thousands of people. His clothes were stained with blood, and the entire army was horrified."
"When the siege of Xiangyang was still weak, Zhao Changhe invited Lu Shiheng, the divine sword of Xiaoxiang, to fight, and cut off his head with one strike, but failed to stop him in the royal way."
“In an instant, a series of killings were carried out, the local list lost its voice, and everyone was shocked.”
"Changes in the list."
"Forty-four on the list, Blood Shura Zhao Changhe!"
"Impermanence returns to its fate here, and the rain in Xiaoxiang suddenly stops. The wine in the pot is not cold yet, and the blood on the knife head is still fishy."
It is late at night, and many people in the world are asleep.
Anyone who is not asleep will raise his head and make a mistake, and the world will be shocked.
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