Yi Xiaodao looked at the vast sky, which had returned to calmness, and then looked at the poisonous swamp, where the poisonous gas was boiling and bottomless...
"Sister Immortal...Sister Immortal..." Yi Xiaodao walked toward the Poison Swamp blankly, his eyes blank.
"Brother Yi, you can't go!" Bai Xinglong and Fang Qianlong took two steps ahead of Yi Xiaodao and stretched out their hands to stop him.
Behind everyone, Yi Xiaoling and He Yue'er cried and hugged each other. Li Dingxing deliberately stepped forward to stop him, but he couldn't worry about Yi Xiaoling. He gently patted Yi Xiaoling's back and cried silently.
Zang Yun fell to the ground, staring at the poisonous swamp with wide eyes, his mind in chaos.
"Sister Fairy..." Yi Xiaodao pushed the two of them away with one hand and continued walking towards the poisonous swamp, seemingly turning a deaf ear to everything around him and turning a blind eye to the churning poisonous gas.
"Guan Chenzi is dead, please wake up!" Fang Qianlong shouted, raised his hand and grabbed Yi Xiaodao's arms, and restrained him forcefully.
Yi Xiaodao reacted faster at this time, retreated slightly, avoided Fang Qianlong's grasping hands, and kicked Fang Qianlong's chest and abdomen. Although Fang Qianlong raised his legs to block in time, he was still carried away by Yi Xiaodao's huge force.
Bai Xinglong saw that Yi Xiaodao's move was not serious, so he took two steps back and drew his sword. It's easy to talk but not to listen, at least you have to take action.
Yi Xiaodao still looked like his eyes were blank. He ignored Bai Xinglong who drew his sword, raised his legs and continued towards the Poison Swamp.
Fu Qing strode up from behind, raised his hand and slapped Yi Xiaodao backhand.
"Snapped!"
A loud slap drew everyone's attention.
"So many of us have come all the way with you just to see you accompany her to die! If you want to die, why don't you die in Nanhuai earlier? Don't die in Donglu? Why don't you die in Chuxiang! Look back. He Yue'er, look! What will she do if you die!"
"Want to die? Go! Jump down now and fish out her body! We will never stop her!" With that said, Fu Qing pulled Bai Xinglong away, ran to the side and helped him up. Fang Qianlong.
In front of Yi Xiaodao, there was no one to stop him.
Everyone looked at Yi Xiaodao worriedly. No one knew what the consequences of this sudden slap would be. You must know that Yi Xiaodao is a man of the gods, and there is still demonic energy in his body. Li Dingxing and He Yue'er have seen Yi Xiaodao go berserk, and the people present are afraid that they will not be able to stop him.
Yi Xiaodao received this slap on his face, his cheeks turned red, and a palm print appeared clearly on his face, which showed the strength of his love. However, the confusion in Yi Xiaodao's eyes slowly faded away, replaced by clarity.
"Huh!" Yi Xiaodao breathed out heavily, turned around and came to Fu Qing's side.
Fang Qianlong pulled Fu Qing behind him and stood in front of her: "Brother Yi, calm down!"
Fu Qing pushed Fang Qianlong away from behind and stood in front of Yi Xiaodao, raising his head unyieldingly and staring at Yi Xiaodao.
Yi Xiaodao pulled Fu Qing into his arms and hugged him tightly: "Thank you..."
The hug was so forceful that Fu Qing was almost out of breath from being hugged by Yi Xiaodao, so much so that she even wondered if he was venting his personal anger in this way...
He Yue'er slowly stopped crying. Yi Xiaodao hugged Fu Qing in front of her, but she didn't have any amusement in her eyes. She even looked at Fu Qing with a hint of gratitude.
"What happened? What happened just now?" Qingtian and the other nine people arrived late.
Lan Yue helped Zang Yun up from the ground: "What's going on here?"
Zangyun told the rest of Chen Congwei what happened, and everyone was stunned. However, the vision in the sky just now was not fake. They could see it clearly from halfway up the mountain.
"How... how can I regain my life when I return to Beijing?" Qingtian asked murmuringly.
Jiahai tightened the steel gun in his hand and glared at the disciples of the two factions who were still wailing on the ground: "Take their lives!" After saying that, the first one rushed out, raised the steel gun in his hand high, and changed it to stabbing. Smash, smash the head of a disciple of the Five Immortals Sect to pieces with a single shot.
The remaining nine people were filled with righteous indignation and stepped forward one after another to massacre with Jia Hai.
Lijiang held a giant ax and struck Miao Fuirong, who was kneeling on the ground, with one blow. Miao Furong saw it, but she closed her eyes and killed her with her neck.
"clang!"
Yi Xiaodao drew out the Siqing Sword and helped Miao Furong block Lijiang's axe.
"Guan Chenzi didn't kill her, let her go."
Lijiang retracted his giant axe, glared at Miao Furong fiercely, and then went to kill the others.
"I deserve it..." Miao Fulong muttered.
"I know. But the fairy sister didn't kill you. Kowtow three times to this poisonous swamp, then take your people and get out." Yi Xiaodao said calmly.
Miao Fulong nodded, kowtowed three times respectfully to Poison Marsh, and slowly climbed up. Yi Xiaodao had already turned around and left.
"Leader..." Dao Anfeng and other five divine envoys came to Miao Fuirong's side, and everyone was injured.
"Let's go." Miao Fulong turned to face south and walked away.
Rongcheng is in the north and Xigui is in the south. Miao Furong's intention is very obvious. No one among the five divine envoys behind him raised any objections. Following Miao Fulong, Dao Anfeng, Zhao Ku and others lowered their heads and remained silent. Only they themselves knew what they were thinking.
The rest of the people were not so lucky, especially the Wuyin Sect. The twelve masters had been seriously injured by Mo Ying. At this moment, they all ended up dead, and no one escaped.
Lou Qianguang wanted to escape, but unfortunately his hand tendons and hamstrings were severed by Guan Chenzi. At this time, even moving was a luxury. Fan Yu had already seen him, so he picked him up from the ground with one hand and walked to the edge of the poisonous swamp.
"Wait a minute! Wait a minute! Just now Guan Chen...oh no, that fairy lady also let me go! The fairy lady didn't kill me either!" Lou Qianguang hurriedly apologized.
Fan Yu looks towards Yi Xiaodao, both emotionally and rationally, in public and private matters. At this moment, Yi Xiaodao has the most power to decide his life and death.
"Yi... Yi Daxia, Wu Dinggong! Wuyin Sect will never dare to rebel again! Never dare to rebel again!" Lou Qianguang was completely panicked.
"The body of the fairy sister is down there. Throw him down. I'm afraid that the fairy sister will be unhappy. Since the fairy sister let him go, let him stay on the ground and live or die." Yi Xiaodao said lightly.
Fanyu loosened his grip and threw him to the ground. He couldn't help but kick him: "Bah! I'm taking advantage of you!"
"Thank you Wu Dinggong! Thank you Wu Dinggong!" Lou Qianguang thanked him hurriedly.
Soon, the ordinary disciples of the two factions on the mountain, except for some who followed Miao Fuirong, all died at the hands of Chen Congwei. Even Bai Xinglong, Fang Qianlong and others did not hold back and mended the wounds of many people. .
As for the Wuyin Sect, it was destroyed. The latent light of the sect master building was left on the grassy mountain, with his hands and feet broken, and it was only a matter of time before he died.
After everyone was killed, they all came to Yi Xiaodao like ferocious demons. Yi Xiaodao swept his eyes one by one and suppressed everyone's fierce gazes one by one.
Yi Xiaodao, Yi Xiaoling, and He Yue'er took the lead, followed closely by the others, who kowtowed three times to Poison Marsh respectfully.
"Let's go..." After standing up, Yi Xiaoling grabbed Yi Xiaodao's sleeve.
"Um…"
The corpse is in the poisonous swamp and cannot be salvaged. Even if it is salvaged, there is no telling what it will become. No one can bear to see it...
…
The capital, the imperial city.
Dark clouds were gathering above the palace, and the eunuchs and maids looked at the sky worriedly. No one had ever seen such thick dark clouds, and they were almost pressing down on the roof of the palace.
In the dark clouds, electric arcs flashed back and forth, and the sound of thunder could be heard clearly. In the center was Zhao Yizhi's imperial study.
"Boom, boom, boom!"
Suddenly, a thunderbolt as thick as a courtyard pillar struck down and hit the roof of Zhao Yizhi's study room. The study room collapsed with a sound.
"Something serious has happened! Go and protect him!" After everyone was briefly shocked, they remembered that His Majesty was still in the imperial study. They all ran towards the imperial study in panic, not caring whether the thunder would happen again. There is a second way down.
The elegant imperial study room was now in ruins, and Zhao Yizhi was nowhere to be seen outside.
"Your Majesty!" Everyone screamed and rushed forward to dig out the rubble and rescue Zhao Yizhi.
Before they even got close, all the ruins and rubble suddenly flew up, flew to the side, and fell to the ground. Those with sharp eyes saw that His Majesty stood up from the ruins and continued to raise his head. Could it be that... His Majesty set these off?
Zhao Yizhi was completely unscathed, with not even a trace of dust on his body. The dragon robe looked sparkling, and the five-clawed golden dragon embroidered on it seemed to be about to soar out.
"Guan Chenzi is dead." No one knew where Zhao Yizhi was looking, and they could only hear him say this in an indifferent voice.
"Guan Chenzi is dead!!!" Zhao Yizhi suddenly changed his calm demeanor and roared angrily: "Yi Xiaodao did a good job! Well done! He also left a hidden light for me! I'm going to kill him. Him! Kill him!!!”
Zhao Yizhi waved his hand, and two thunderbolts struck down violently, blasting the little eunuch blocking the road in front of him into powder.
Your Majesty killed someone? ! Kill the two little eunuchs who accompany you day and night! ?
This move scared everyone. After a short period of shock, everyone turned around and ran away. At this time, no one cared about much and just wanted to escape as far away as possible.
Only one person walked against the crowd, trotted up to Zhao Yizhi, and kept kowtowing: "Your Majesty, calm down your anger, Your Majesty, calm down your anger!" Wang Zhenliang, the general manager of the palace, had never seen such a side of His Majesty, who had always been modest and kind-hearted. .
"Guan Chenzi is dead!" Zhao Yizhi lowered his head slightly, as if to remind Wang Zhenliang.
"Your Majesty, calm down... calm down..." Wang Zhenliang did not dare to raise his head, his voice was already crying, and he just kept banging hard, and the broken floor tiles in front of him soon became blood red.
Zhao Yizhi ignored Wang Zhenliang, walked slowly down the broken steps, passed Wang Zhenliang directly, and walked towards the palace entrance. Wang Zhenliang was still kowtowing to the dilapidated ruins of the royal study, and murmured: "Your Majesty, please calm down..."
Before reaching the palace gate, Qian Ning walked towards Zhao Yizhi on the avenue in front of the palace. He walked to Zhao Yizhi's side and knelt down on one knee: "Your Majesty, think twice!"
"Guan Chenzi is dead..." Zhao Yizhi repeated while looking at Qian Ning who was kneeling on the ground.
"Your Majesty..." Before Qian Ning could finish his words, a wave of majesty came from above his head and almost pushed him to the ground.
Qian Ning put his hands on the ground and staggered, but did not fall down after all: "...Think twice."
Zhao Yizhi took two more steps forward. Qian Ning wanted to get up, but the pressure prevented him from moving. He could only say with difficulty: "Your Majesty, think twice..."
Zhao Yizhi passed Qian Ning.
When we walked to the gate of the palace, there was already a person standing there, with a strong figure and angry eyes. The young monk Liao Chen had been waiting for him for a long time.
"Guan Chenzi..." This time it was Zhao Yizhi who hadn't spoken yet. Liao Chen rushed over with a lunge, opening his mouth and arms. Such a huge Vajra Arhat opened his arms, which was full of oppression.
"Boom!!!!" Three thunderbolts instantly struck down from the sky, all hitting Chen Chen's body. The first, the second, the third... After three thunders, the angry King Kong disappeared. A young monk was lying in front of Zhao Yizhi, his face red, as if he was asleep...
You can't even touch it...
Zhao Yizhi only glanced at it and stepped past the young monk Luo Chen.
The palace was dozens of miles away from the gate of the capital. Zhao Yizhi walked quietly like this. No one, whether it was the imperial guards or ordinary people, dared to stand in front of Zhao Yizhi.
Zhao Yizhi didn't know how long he had been walking, but he finally saw the gate of the capital.
"Your Majesty...cough cough cough..." A cough came from the city wall.
Zhao Yizhi looked up and saw Zhou Ziru standing on the city wall, covering his mouth with his hands and coughing: "Ahem...congratulations to your majesty for reaching the pinnacle of martial arts...your majesty...ahem...please..." As he said, another He made a respectful gesture toward the outside of the city with one hand.
The city wall is dozens of feet high from the ground, and Zhou Ziru doesn't know martial arts, so the meaning is very obvious...
Zhao Yizhi narrowed his eyes slightly and stared at Zhou Ziru for a long time. Zhou Ziru also kept making "please" gestures, and the monarch and his ministers were in a stalemate...
Zhao Yizhi looked up at the sky, tears streaming down his face, slowly turned around, and walked towards the palace...
A piece of paper slowly fell behind him: When he returns, he will enjoy the full moon...
