This kind of sin...
too disgusting!
As the power of these people soared, their crimes also soared. In the clear feeling, they brought an unprecedented disgust to Tang Zhao, like stains and dregs of the world, like a piece of garbage and phlegm stains. Just being aware of their existence made his stomach churning and intolerable.
It turns out that the crimes are different in different states?
In this state, how many crimes did they commit and how many people did they kill?
Can these people still be called human beings?
Tang Zhao was really angry. His hand holding the sword gradually tightened, and veins popped out from the back of his hand. Without swordsmanship, the sword light danced back and forth on the blade, like thunderbolts of heavenly punishment.
That kind of sword light is the anger of the sword.
Holding the sword for a long time, he could feel the emotion of the sword more and more clearly. What was clearly determined before was the fish's crime. Sometimes a fish's crime was minor, but Tang Zhaohun didn't care and the sword didn't get angry. Sometimes a certain shrimp seems to have committed a heinous crime and the sword is very angry, but Tang Zhao feels it is normal and instead takes the initiative to restrain the sword. At this time, the sword's light is not excited.
But when the evil-doer stood in front of him, Tang Zhao's spontaneous anger and Jian's hatred of evil broke out at the same time, creating a subtle resonance.
The sword glow skyrocketed!
Their sentiments were the same—such scum did not deserve to live between heaven and earth!
Do your best to eliminate evil...
No!
Even though he was furious, Tang Zhao still resisted the urge to use his strongest swordsmanship to eliminate evil and take them all away.
The consumption of eliminating evil is too great, and it will take a long time to use it once. Now that he has killed someone, he has no chance to put down his sword. He only has one physical strength and must use it to the end.
But with these people in front of him, there was absolutely no need to waste his precious swordsmanship opportunities.
"Tear him apart!"
As the Holy Moon cultists who couldn't see their true colors shouted loudly, the half-ferocious beasts rushed forward together, their sharp claws flashing coldly in the night sky, trying to tear them into pieces.
There are enemies on all sides!
Outnumbered and outnumbered?
What is there to fear!
Try this trick——
Swordsmanship - the practice will kill you!
A ray of sword light jumped out of the sword blade, soared into the sky, as if a firework was set off, and then turned into dots of light and dispersed in all directions. At the same time, Tang Zhao tapped his toes and leaped upwards.
It's not a good idea to fly upwards in a group fight because it's too conspicuous. There may not be many masters who can fly, but there are quite a few who know how to use concealed weapons, especially if they have weapons in their hands. With a casual throw, they may turn a living target that is difficult to turn into a hedgehog.
But this time, it’s just right!
One step out of the encirclement was when he was watching the fire from the other side.
In the flickering light, all the believers were startled, and their originally inhuman faces became duller, revealing the pure bestiality that only wild beasts can have.
There was a wolf howl, and one of them suddenly reached back with his outstretched claws, grabbing his own throat.
Immediately afterwards, someone scratched his face, someone opened his own chest, and someone reached back and hit the back door of his house, pulling out his intestines.
All kinds of beastly behaviors were what they wanted to do to Tang Zhao, and they all committed them on themselves during the swordsmanship.
This is "the practice kills itself." The swordsmanship that can make crimes worse will not affect those who do not do evil at all.
Amidst the flying flesh and blood, a feast of self-tearing is taking place. For a time, howls and screams occurred one after another. While feeling the pain, they were inspired to become ferocious. They would bite the imaginary enemy desperately, trying to use cruel methods to torture the enemy, and these tortures would be repaid to themselves more quickly.
Tang Zhao was originally disgusted with them, but after seeing such a scene, he couldn't help but turn his head. With a gentle wave, Haechi flew himself high into the sky, away from this Shura field.
As it flew upwards, the various cries gradually became distant, and only when it lowered its head, one could still see a pool of blood.
Looking up again, the two moons complement each other, one bright and one dark. The bright ones are bright and clear, while the dark ones are quiet and empty.
"Brother Mingyue, they say they are your followers, do you admit it?"
The bright moon would not answer him and let him fly farther and farther under the moon.
"Today's people don't see the ancient moon, but today's moon once illuminated the ancients. The bright moon has seen so many people, some wise and some stupid, why bother with them..."
The cold wind blew against his face, and Tang Zhao slowly recovered. He placed the sword in front of his knees, but did not dare to leave his hand. Although the task given to him by Xing Ji to "clear out the phantoms" was almost completed, he did not dare to stop there. Even if he could not return to the front line of fighting against demons, he felt that there were still hidden tasks waiting for him to discover.
For example, the incense owner...
Both groups of the Holy Moon Cult mentioned the Incense Master. It seemed that the Incense Master must be their leader. He should be quite capable and might also be a swordsman.
As a swordsman, he is as strong as Xing Ji.
When Xingji and the others found out that there was a white-haired swordsman wandering around Heyang County, they were afraid that he would cause trouble, so they had to catch him before the devil's cave, which shows how much they attach importance to the swordsman. The swordsmen of the Holy Moon Sect are not to mention dangerous. Their strength is unknown, but they are not bad.
I don’t know if those who dealt with the Shengyue Sect in the Prosecution Department have found out the information about the incense owner, and whether they have reported the punishment? There shouldn't be enough time. Xing Ji didn't know that a swordsman had already entered the magic cave he had sealed off.
Speaking of lockdown…
Prison gate? Tsk tsk, he thought it was very powerful before.
The incense owner did not participate in activities with the believers, as if he was waiting for a sneak attack on Xingji. Then he also wants to go up and have a look. It's best to have an oriole behind him.
He took advantage of the moonlight to fly towards the Tianhe River on the Xie Zhi.
Looking at the river from a distance, I saw several iron cables crossing the river, forming a net, cutting the wide river into pieces. The dragon's shadow was hidden deep in the river bottom, showing no sign of emerging. It seemed to be suppressed by the dragnet above its head.
Is this already the case?
Everyone in the Prosecution Department is no longer standing on the ground. They are all stepping on the iron ropes across the river, with chains wrapped around their hands, like winter fishermen waiting to open the lake and cast their nets.
Xingji stood in the center, pointing the sword in his hand at the river. The light of the sword flashed coldly in the night sky, as if he was ready to go.
Suddenly, as if he felt something, he looked up at Tang Zhao and waved to him.
Tang Zhao thought he was saying hello to him, but after a closer look, it turned out that it was Todoroki who left by himself. He snorted and thought: If you don't ask me to come closer, I won't be interested in looking at it! If it wasn't to save your life, would I be willing to come?
He had no intention of getting close, so he took the initiative to ascend further, gradually moving away from the river, looking down from the air and observing the overall situation. Still no incense owners were seen around, only heavy iron chains. It turned out that the chain not only stretched across the water, but also blocked the water flow. The water surface under the iron cable is extremely calm, and the slight waves hitting the iron cable are like being decapitated, returning to silence.
Those iron ropes are intertwined with each other and gather in the center. There is a lock plate in the middle, which is the center of all the iron ropes and is covered with a huge tiger head shape.
Bi Fan!
Bifan suppresses the prison, this is a cage!
The entire river is obviously a devil's cave, but it has also become a prison for the devil.
Tang Zhao looked at the seemingly invisible huge shadow under the water, calmly almost as if he had given up struggling, and suddenly a thought came to his mind: it was innocent.
Immediately afterwards, he immediately thought of the bloody figure of Master Xue, and as soon as he regained his consciousness, he secretly thought: The enemy and we are clear, it is here, only you and I live, what can I say?
At this time, Xingji loudly said: "Anchor——"
Everyone shouted together, chains flying in their hands and sinking. Across the water waves, I saw several black shadows sinking together, as if they had eyes, and they accurately strangled the huge figure.
The dragon immediately rolled crazily under the water, and the iron chains rattled. Almost everyone on the surface could not control themselves and fell down.
"Swordsmanship - Flying!"
Everyone wrapped the chains around their waists, wrapped them around and put them on their backs. The swords swooped down and plunged down from the air one by one. They used gravity and the speed of the sword's flight to lift them up with the iron ropes. This battle was extremely stalemate, with many people frozen in the air and unable to move forward.
Tang Zhao was so breathless that he couldn't help but lift his body upwards. While cheering, he was also secretly worried: Will this chain work? If it breaks, it will be bad.
Also, why doesn’t the incense owner show up yet?
Do you have to wait for the last blow before launching a sneak attack?
Then he should be in a position convenient for attacking?
Where?
Obviously, this iron rope is a good thing specially used by the Jiadi Division to capture the devil and has been tempered for thousands of times. Moreover, each iron chain is attached with Gang Qi, which strengthens the material. Such crazy efforts cannot destroy it, but instead carry the dragon upward inch by inch. lift. Tang Zhao could even see the thin sparks covering the surface of the dragon. They were still not extinguished in the water, but they were indeed getting thinner.
Xingji never moved, his sword pointed steadily at the center of the river. But behind him, the shadow of the tiger-shaped beast became more and more solid.
He is going to show off his strongest swordsmanship.
Although swordsmen can only unleash their sword skills, there are also some of the most powerful sword skills, especially after the arrival of the sword elephant, the power of the sword skills will be doubled.
In fact, when Jiaolong was first attracted by the sword species, Xingji planned to give it the strongest blow, but at that time he believed that Tang Zhao could use the strongest swordsmanship. The power of swordsmanship should be higher than that of swordsmanship, so he gave up the main attack to Tang Zhao. Tang Zhao.
Everyone knows the result. Now we have to spend a lot of energy to lift the dragon up again, which consumes more manpower, and attack with all our strength again.
Probably the last time.
There was a crash, the water rippled, and the huge dragon finally emerged from the water again, its eyes filled with anger.
coming soon!
Tang Zhao raised his mind and looked around, suddenly, he stopped somewhere.
"Swordsmanship - dragon head guillotine!"
The beast looked up to the sky and roared, its voice was like the roar of a dragon——
Bi Fan is the dragon son!
Dragon son also has dragon power!
In the mighty dragon that fills the sky, Bi'an's head turns into a guillotine several feet long. The blade is shimmering with golden light, and the edge of the blade is filled with red mist. It rushes forward with Xing Ji——
The dragon's head is the guillotine, the guillotine is the dragon's guillotine!
Open the guillotine!
The guillotine falls, the head falls!
The guillotine fell unstoppably, cutting it in two!
Tang Zhao watched from above, unable to control his eyes at all. He could only reluctantly pull out a magic weapon with a hand that didn't seem to be his own, and threw it forward.
The guillotine grazed the dragon's skin and the water, and the guillotine broke cleanly...
A Buddha bead the size of a rubber ball!
