Beyond the Divine States Chapter 23: : Autumn rain is killing
Outside the palace, above the clouds, this battle continued for a long time.
Many dark clouds and lead fog in the sky were shattered, revealing a corner of the blue sky that followed, looking like a continuous lake and swamp on a dry land after a heavy rain.
A bunch of skylights cracked down from the clouds, like a sword that cuts the sky and the earth, gradually converging together, forming a large expanse of clear sky.
Half the city is windy and rainy and partly sunny.
And at the edge of their intersection, the rain was shining brightly, falling all over the sky, and it was really beautiful.
Strauss cloud blocked the line of sight, and the people on the city wall looked up in awe in the sound of thunder from time to time, imagining the amazing battle behind the clouds.
The phoenix chirps that sounded from time to time, even if they were far apart, still shocked people's hearts.
In their eyes, it was a war between gods and gods, which only existed in legends and strangers. Zhao Kingdom had never seen it in a century since the founding of the country. At this moment, it was placed in front of everyone so abruptly and clearly.
Time flies extremely slowly.
In front of the imperial palace, Zhao Xianger's broad phoenix robe was fluttering, like an eternal fire, the Vermillion Bird burning pestle in her hand was burning with golden light, and the inscription on it was sometimes bright and sometimes dim, unpredictable.
The fire and phoenix of the moat is connected to her, so she can not only see the scene on the cloud, but also suffer the backlash of Suzaku's injury.
Gradually, her cheeks resembled the tender lotus washed by autumn frost, slowly fading from the blood, and blood slowly oozing out of the seven orifices, just like the wrong cinnabar on a porcelain person.
It's just that the people in the palace have been dismissed by her a long time ago, and the empty square is lonely, no one can see this scene.
The thunder blasted from the sky, and every time she passed, her petite body shook slightly.
The cool breeze passed her ears, and a strand of green silk was blown, and it fell on her, sometimes it was light, sometimes it was rain.
How long does it take for the clouds to gradually close together.
"Go back." The girl whispered softly.
An almost invisible shadow of the fire phoenix fell from the clouds and fell back into the Suzaku's burning pestle.
Zhao Xiang'er wiped the blood from her face, removed the wet hair on her face, shook her body a few times, almost fell, and walked back into the hall vainly.
The palace formation is still there!
And in a certain alley of the imperial city, a black shadow fell and the blue brick cracked.
A young child who was still looking at the sky from a distance was startled, but he did not turn around to escape unexpectedly. He watched as an old man covered in charcoal climbed up from the ground, his body was sorely sore. Hundred holes, hissing white gas under the rain.
A woman who was going to hug the child saw this scene. She covered her mouth and trembling with fright, but she didn’t know where the courage came from. She picked up the child, rushed back to the room and slammed the door, and then used With all my strength, I took up a hatchet and hid behind the door, staring at the closed wooden door, sweating coldly.
But the old man turned a blind eye to them.
He dragged the broken body slowly across the street. The blood in his body had dried up, and there were only horrible wounds, and the incision was pale.
He looked back at the palace, still unwilling.
He knew that Zhao Xianger suffered far more severe injuries than himself, but he still didn't have the means to break through the palace in a short period of time, after all, he was a little bit worried and worried.
Now his state is only the strength around the fifth floor of the Purple Ting Realm. If someone from the peak of the Xianzong Purple Ting really takes action at this moment, he will really break the avenue.
Just looking at Nanzhou, there are only a handful of people at that level, and Zhao Xianger never has time to make such arrangements in advance.
Just... after all, I'm afraid of a case.
He looked at the closed doors of the street, his heart ignited with nameless anger.
He wants to kill.
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The earth-shattering movement in the imperial palace spread throughout the imperial city.
Even many people who are hiding at home because of fear, can't help but open the window and open the door, looking from a distance at the pillar of fire that penetrates into the sky.
From a distance, the pillar of fire is extremely thin, like a line of magma, but with shocking beauty.
Outside the National Teacher's Mansion, Zhao Xianger has left the mansion, and news of sneaking into the palace has been sent back here.
Those powerful assassins from the Kingdom or the Kingdom of Rong know that they have been tricked, and are full of resentment. They can’t wait to kill them immediately to the palace until the pillar of fire lights up, and the killing intent is blown away like a sword and frost. In the huge city, the thoughts in their hearts were also annihilated.
On a tall building outside the National Teacher's Office, a handsome young man, dressed in colored clothes, surrounded by colored satin, like strips of colorful soul insects.
He is Caiyigui, the strongest assassin in the country.
It's not so much an assassin, it's actually a killer, because he never intentionally kills people secretly, but likes to wear the most eye-catching colorful clothes with heavy makeup, as if to make everyone notice him and notice this walking A deadly living ghost in the world.
In the dark, a man with a sword walked out and asked: "What should I do now?"
The Caiyigui's voice was very thin, with an unpleasant tone, and said: "What? The famous Yanhu Swordsman is scared?"
The man with the sword sneered: "It's a battle between immortals, and it's not something we can mix. How about your colorful ghosts? How famous is your colorful ghost? If the sky soaring in front of you, would you dare to approach? "
The Caiyigui narrowed his eyes and said coldly: "We are killers and assassins. We are only waiting for an opportunity. When encountering such a fairy who calls for rain and wind, it is a detour. Do you still want to try? Can you cut off the head of the fairy with this sharp knife?"
The man with the saber said indifferently: "Among us, you are the least like an assassin. Maybe it was you who frightened the snake and let Zhao Xianger notice it and managed to escape."
Another woman with a veil mask coldly said: "Our top ten assassins in the dignified country were teased by a sixteen-year-old girl. Can you still have the face to go back?"
A man next to her in a similar costume said in a deep voice: "I always think this matter is weird. Since entering the city, there have been too many weird people and weird things. We stayed outside, thinking it was like a headless fly... This Zhao The city is not as simple as we thought."
The woman nodded gently: "As early as when I entered the city, I felt uneasy, but I didn't expect this small pond to be so deep."
The man looked at the other end of the street and said: "Qiu Li, you are from Zhao, what secret do you know? Don't hide anything at this time."
A man in a witch robe walked up. It was Qiu Li, the chief disciple of the witch lord.
He looked at everyone and said: "My master only asked me to act according to the original plan. Now Immortal Lin can't go back. The Blood Feather Monarch is nowhere to be seen, and there is no news from Master. Such changes... Unexpectedly."
The woman sneered and said: "I really shouldn't have mistaken the old man at the beginning. I thought that as the master of the witchcraft of a country, he should be extraordinary. Now it seems that Zhao people are the same. They all open the door to meet the enemy. Now, with so few players, it deserves to be subjugated."
Listening to their conversation, the young man dressed in colorful clothes laughed sharply on the eaves.
The woman furiously said: "You really are our current opponent or a stinky little girl? The Blood Feather Lord is gone, and the woman who cut out a fairy sword before is also gone, you really are your number one assassin How much weight is the title of ”? It’s not worth mentioning outside the world! Now Zhao Xianger, who sits in the palace, can easily crush you with a single finger."
The Caiyigui stood on the corner of the eaves, and the colored satin fluttered on his side, which was very eye-catching.
He made a gesture of wiping his neck, and said, "What can I do? Hug with you and cry? Haha, even if Zhao Xianger cut off my head with a sword, take a look at the one before my head falls. The exquisite little face, you may still be able to laugh."
As a woman, she couldn't help but touch the ugly scar under her veil at the moment, her eyes were more dark, she put her hand on her waist, and wanted to try the person who ranked three higher than her. How many catties are there in the end?
In the blink of an eye, her hands froze, and her pupils looking at Caiyigui had suddenly shrunk, and her face was full of horror.
Everyone noticed the strangeness and looked at the corner of the eaves.
The Caiyigui stopped strangely, a very thin line lit up on his neck, and then the blood was flying. His body was still standing on the ground, but his head had fallen in the air, his face with heavy makeup. There was still an exaggerated smile.
After a while, his body lost support, and he fell to the ground. Blood was splashed. The colored satin was torn to pieces by some force, and it was scattered like paper money, covering his corpse.
Those assassins looking at Caiyigui seem to be deaf in both ears. After a long period of absence, they gradually recovered. I can’t believe that the first assassin in the country who just laughed presumptuously is already one of them. A cold corpse.
Who killed him?
And Caiyigui himself couldn't believe it. He had three avatar charms and a thousand li death charms that were of no use, so he had his head cut off.
At one point, everyone raised their heads.
At the corner of the eaves where Caiyigui fell to the ground, there stood an old man who could not distinguish the human form.
The old man's body was smashed by a sky thunder, and the fire burned through the wood, which was hit by countless arrows. It gave people the illusion that they could be split with a single punch.
"Master...Master!" Qiu Li suddenly screamed, unable to believe what he saw in front of him.
He looked at the old man who was not like a man or a ghost, knelt down and shouted: "Master, you are still alive. It's great. I'll stick to this place as you told me. "
"Oh? Are you calling me?" The old man let out a chuckle, and his figure fell in front of Qiu Li.
Looking at the trembling young man crawling on the ground, the old fox suddenly reached out and twisted his head, tore it off, and threw it on the ground: "This is your master."
How dare Qiu Li take a second look, just shouting: "Master is not joking with the disciple. What is the command of Master, I will do it even through fire and water."
The old fox kicked the shaman’s head on the ground, and while tearing off the shattered body, he sneered and said, "You are smart. When you first saw me, you knew I was not your master. , But still pretends to be like this, why, there is no idea of revenge for your master at all? I am so afraid that I will kill you?"
Naqiu knocked off his forehead, so scared that he held his breath, he didn't dare to make a sound.
The old fox sighed and said regretfully: "I wanted to cut your heart and liver and take a sip of blood, but unfortunately I can't greet it now. Alas... It's really hard to endure it."
When he landed earlier, he had only stepped on a few blue bricks, and his heart would still be bitterly backlashed. Of course, the people of Zhao Guo couldn't be killed at this moment.
But the others in front of me seem to come from elsewhere...
The old fox slowly turned his head, looked at the assassins in the rain street, and asked with a smile: "I don't know where you all come from?"
After a moment of silence, everyone scattered and fled.
The old fox wasn't in a hurry to catch up. He stomped on the head of the Caiyigui, feeling a little better, and smiled to himself: "I don't know whose body is suitable?"
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