Long Live The Emperor! Chapter 83: The opening of the show
All that you have in this life is paid to this knife.
Don't ask people, don't ask ghosts, just ask yourself.
You have endured for 30 years, and you have acted as a coward for so many years, but you are still a bird in a cage.
The road has no way, the sky is not the sky, the human world is not the human world, the gods are above, the destiny is above, in my view...
Boom!
The furious air blasted.
The sound shook all directions.
The four directions of the earth, the mountains and rivers are all cracked under the pressure of this emperor.
A quiet moonlight pours into the crack.
"But that's it."
When he said these four words, Xia Ji raised his head. During the fierce battle, he was not allowed to speak, because he would be discouraged when he said it, but he said it because his knife was the moment he opened his mouth. Already shot.
Where the knife goes, the emperor will be there.
Mountains and rivers rule the country, such a majestic force suddenly appeared from a high place and came to suppress him.
It is a group of four-layered dharma images composed of "mountains and rivers", "white dragons", "flame" and "golden light".
The emperor wanted to take power, but he could only clench his fist.
"Sad."
Xia Ji said two more words.
This is a man's sympathy for another man.
In any case, he has endured for 30 years. This is a real man. It's a pity that he does not know that these 30 years have worn away his fighting spirit and courage, so that he clearly has the Huge strength, but the fist has softened.
The fist of the quadruple dharma falls.
The flying knife also shot out.
This knife is a thousand ways, and it is a mix of all skills.
This sword, four in one, contains all the power.
With this knife, the three Buddhas were shattered, leaving only a young boy.
This knife is not sharp, even compared to the coercion caused by the fist, it is almost equivalent to nothing, but it has passed through the fist at the fastest speed and through the person behind the fist.
When the Son of Heaven appeared, he had already noticed that this knife was terrifying. His right fist had already been divided into two halves. In the bones of the two parts, blood and energy rushed to stop him.
But the knife,
Destroyed,
Tear it to the end,
It penetrated Tianzi's forearm, pierced into his heart, and emerged from his back, bringing out a cloud of blood, like a dream bubble, which immediately dissipated.
Bang.
Xia Taigan fell down, fell to her knees, coughed a few times,
He couldn't believe it,
He doesn't believe he will lose,
Otherwise, he wouldn't meet Xia Ji alone.
But he lost,
Death has come,
And he finally accepted the reality with difficulty,
His face is very old for a moment,
Hoarse voice:
"What is this knife called?"
"Slaying God."
"You created it?"
"No, you created it, but this knife is not perfect, otherwise you shouldn't have seen the knife."
"It's amazing, it's amazing! Why aren't you my son?!"
Xia Taigan spat out a mouthful of blood, but stopped covering her chest, it was useless.
He fell back on the ground, his heart already chopped off by the knife.
The body that was barely condensed before exploded into a blood mist, and the last strand of blood was being transmitted to his whole body. Although he deliberately slowed down the speed, once the transmission was exhausted, it was death.
Xia Ji suddenly asked, "What is Zulong?"
This question is very important.
If Zulong is something unique to the royal bloodline, then the rest of the princes and princesses are not of the royal bloodline, so why would they have the Zulong empowerment?
Xia Taigan glanced at the young prince, showing a strange look, how smart and agile he was, he could infer the whole picture just by looking at the tip of the iceberg.
If Xia Ji met Zulong, Zulong would naturally tell him the whole story. In other words, he was not empowered by Zulong, not even Xia Xiaosu, otherwise Xia Xiaosu should have told him, /
So what does that mean?
This means that Zulong...is a game?
Xia Taigan's face showed a touch of sadness, but he squeezed out a smile and said: "Come here, relax, I will pass on my memory and power to you, and you will know. You win, help me kill them... "
Xia Ji saw his weirdness, saw his sadness, and heard his words, but he didn't step forward, but said, "A man's words are good when he is about to die, is this your last word? "
Xia Taiqian knew that his thoughts had been seen through, so he laughed at himself, and instead of looking at Xia Ji, he looked up to the sky and sang: "The success or failure of right and wrong turns to the sky, the green hills are still there, the sunset has turned red several times, and thirty years of fame, Thirty years of big dreams, dust to dust, dust to dust... Xia Ji, kill them!!!"
When it came to the end, he roared out the last four words with almost roaring strength, and then the voice stopped abruptly, with endless hatred and endless endless.
He had no one to trust, but to the person who killed him, and then his head tilted and fell into the dust, his eyes stared, refusing to close, as if waiting for the person on the opposite side promise.
Xia Ji didn't help him close his eyes either.
He looked up at the moonlight, thinking in his heart of the woman who was pregnant with him for ten months and had the kindness of giving birth to him,
The woman is very beautiful, with long hair and waist, full of fairy spirit, and the country is alluring,
The woman would tell him stories, she would cook ice plum and sour jujube soup to cool off the heat for him, she would guard him carefully during autumn hunting, she would prepare winter clothes for him, and she would kneel before others to plead for him,
You raise me young, I raise you old, but unfortunately, the two are separated from each other, life and death are boundless, and I can't do it myself.
My thoughts flashed,
He said softly, "Mother, I have avenged your revenge."
"But not enough."
"The trees want to be quiet, but the wind doesn't stop. They want to use their sons, and the sons will follow the vine to catch them..."
"Under Jiuquan, please be well first, my son will send many people down to accompany you."
He took out three pillars of fragrance from the dark gold cloak, swept his fingers slightly, and the fire light ignited.
At this time, the entrance to the valley suddenly burst into flames.
Around the deep valley, there are hundreds of walls, and the sound of rapid footsteps has already been heard on the slope.
Since the Son of Heaven is a bird in a cage, such a bird in a cage will naturally have no less cage watchers.
However, if the Son of Destiny has been chosen today, the destiny has been determined, and the Son of Heaven is useless and useless, they will die if they die. They may be looking at themselves and the Son of Heaven, which is more suitable to be the whetstone.
The dark valley was clearly illuminated by a little light that rushed in from Taniguchi. On the top of the valley, the fire was coiled in circles like a red python, and he pouted his head and looked down at him.
The top of the mountain is full of soldiers.
The person who came in from Taniguchi ~IndoMTL.com~ was a handsome monk with peach blossoms on his face.
The moment Xia Ji saw him, he already knew the identity of this monk in his heart. He should be the monk the prince saw in the imperial study of the emperor, and the one who caused the fiasco of the 100,000 army at Fenglang Pass. , it is not only the emperor who kills the prince and releases the aliens, is it also the acquiescence of the aristocratic family?
"Amitabha!"
A trumpet sounded like thunder.
The monk had an angry look on his face and raised his voice: "The donor actually killed his father?!"
There was also a commotion among the tens of thousands of soldiers.
Everyone saw the emperor lying in a pool of blood, and the boy standing beside him.
Xia Ji remembered what the dead man said in front of him.
This is the name they gave you.
No evidence is required.
Nothing is needed.
You are what they say you are.
This is not right or wrong.
But they are strong and you are weak.
If you try to prove yourself right, it's just going to get a lot of laughter.
Weakness is sin.
Xia Ji didn't answer, looked at the handsome monk, and asked, "Have the monk ever seen the Western Paradise?"
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