Not far away, Li Qinbing couldn't stand it anymore.
The nearby guests couldn’t stand it either.
You guys are fighting, why do you have to talk.
We can't wait to watch the show!
Li Qinbing looked a little ugly: "Don't talk nonsense with him, let's go together, don't be careless, take him down first, life or death!"
A terrifying aura erupted from the six people.
Everyone's eyes widened, knowing that a wonderful moment was about to take place.
Zhao Tianming will most likely die in the hands of these six people.
For ordinary people, it is a bit unrealistic for one person to fight six people, and these six old men must be masters. No matter how powerful Zhao Tianming is, it is impossible to beat these six people.
But everyone also believes that the next battle will be exciting.
Who is Zhao Tianming?
That is the Southern War God.
In the battle in the southern border, one man single-handedly killed so many war gods and war kings from the ten-nation coalition, which shows his combat power.
Then the next battle will be particularly exciting.
Some people sympathized with Zhao Tianming, some felt unfair for him, and some were cursing the Li family. But there were also people who wanted to see Zhao Tianming's jokes and see him tortured and killed. There were still some people at the scene who had a very close relationship with the Li family, and they were all close friends. I climbed up to the big tree of Li's house to enjoy the shade.
However, what happened next was far beyond everyone's expectations.
No one could have guessed the outcome.
Then he saw a sword light light up, and Zhao Tianming turned into a shadow and disappeared.
Then, I heard chichichichichichi.
The sword light flashed six times.
Six heads rolled to the ground.
Six headless corpses fell down almost simultaneously.
The whole place was silent.
No one expected such a result.
The six god-level masters were instantly killed by Zhao Tianming before they had time to take action.
"good!"
Some people in the crowd couldn't help but cheer.
Everyone looked over. This was a young man in a black suit. Seeing everyone looking over, his expression was a little unnatural and there was fear in his eyes. He finally realized that he seemed to have screamed uncontrollably just now. He lowered his head. His face was red, but his body could not help but tremble.
Half of it was fear.
Half of it is to relieve hatred.
He obviously doesn't get along with the Li family.
But so what, he still wants to come to worship today!
This is life, and this feeling is too oppressive for him.
Now that Zhao Tianming had killed six people, it was like slapping the Li family in the face in public and giving him a bad breath. He was extremely excited.
as a result of?
He doesn't want to think about the consequences now.
It was too late to regret what he had done. He now hoped that Zhao Tianming could clean up the Li family.
To avoid future troubles.
It seems that Zhao Tianming is indeed here to cause trouble today.
Dare to kill everyone at Li Qingchen's funeral, which shows that Zhao Tianming is fully prepared.
The Li family is strong and at the height of its power.
Ordinary people have nothing to do with the Li family.
But the person in front of him was no ordinary person, but Zhao Tianming, the famous God of War in the South.
And his performance just now successfully shocked the audience.
Zhao Tianming returned to where he was.
He also held the Dragon-Slaying Sword in his hand.
There was a lot of blood on the sword, but now, the blood was slowly disappearing. There was no blood dripping, but it was all absorbed by the sword.
Zhao Tianming suddenly had a very strange feeling.
It was as if there was a wild beast in this dragon-slaying sword, greedily devouring blood, as if it was connected with his mind and wanted to express something to him.
hunger?
Is this the Sword Spirit?
Or is there really a dragon soul sealed in this sword?
If you drink enough human blood, will you finally break out of the seal? What happens then?
But Zhao Tianming didn't know that as the Dragon-Slaying Sword continued to suck human blood, the whole sword seemed to have a little more vitality, and his body also underwent some changes.
The changes are still small, but there are real changes.
Zhao Tianming was stunned for a moment.
If he doesn't move, no one dares to move.
If he doesn't speak, no one dares to speak.
Li Qinbing's face was gloomy and terrifying, and he finally panicked.
A group of elites from the Dragon Elephant Army were distributed around the mourning hall. They finally gathered together and came to the front of the mourning hall to confront the Li family.
But their eyes were full of awe.
Logically speaking, Li Qingchen is their leader, and they should side with the Li family.
However, they really did not want to be enemies with Zhao Tianming. The person standing in front of them was the God of War of the South, a hero and meritorious official of this country, and Li Qingchen was not even qualified to carry his shoes.
They did not dare to take action against Zhao Tianming.
Tianhai's experience has left many of their comrades still lying in the hospital.
Want to stop Zhao Tianming?
It’s simply a fantasy!
Zhao Tianming finally came to his senses.
He looked at the mourning hall not far away. The standard there was extremely high, with countless wreaths and elegiac couplets placed. There was also a banner above the mourning hall. The content written on it made Zhao Tianming's face become unusually cold.
"You, the Li family, are really shameless. Can this kind of trash deserve to be remembered as a heroic spirit?"
Zhao Tianming said sarcastically.
No one dared to answer the call.
Because Zhao Tianming is right.
Li Qingchen really couldn't afford these four words.
Everyone knew that Li Qingchen was just a playboy, a second-generation ancestor, and he could become the leader of the Dragon Elephant Army and a member of the military, all because of Emperor Li Qing.
"If he is worthy of these four words, where should we place those border guards who shed their lives and blood for the Xia Kingdom, those heroes who fought in all walks of life and sacrificed their lives for the people to live and work in peace and contentment for decades?"
"This title is simply the greatest irony of a true hero!"
Zhao Tianming talked a lot today and was a little excited.
"So, you are so shameless. It's the most ridiculous thing in the world. It's so ridiculous that I, Zhao Tianming, will be the first to refuse!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Zhao Tianming walked towards the mourning hall.
A group of soldiers from the Dragon Elephant Army blocked his way.
One of them frowned and said: "Mr. Zhao, we respect you. You are the real hero of Xia Kingdom, but we are soldiers and it is our bounden duty to obey orders. So please don't embarrass us. The order we got today is to protect the mourning hall. Any No one is allowed to destroy the mourning hall, please don’t embarrass us!”
"Okay, I won't make things difficult for you, so don't stop me either, how about that?"
Zhao Tianming took a breath and said patiently.
He has always respected these Dragon and Elephant Army soldiers, because these people are truly devoting their youth and lives to the country, and it is not easy for them to survive until now.
So, he was willing to give them a chance.
"That probably won't work."
When Zhao Tianming heard this, his body swayed and disappeared.
Stop me?
Can you stop me?
Then, an afterimage flashed in the mourning hall.
The terrifying sword intent, vertical and horizontal, destroyed the mourning hall beyond recognition. Even Li Qingchen's body was changed beyond recognition, and the wreaths and elegiac couplets were all reduced to pieces.
Some people died, but not completely...
