At this moment, the air was quiet both above and below the city, as if time had stopped.
Lu Shiheng on the city wall felt that the battlefield below would not be finished for a while, and his main attention was watching the top-level battle between Maitreya and Wang Yang. As a result, his attention was distracted for a moment, and there was a boil below. He turned around and looked over there. Xiu was beheaded...how did he die?
Can Zhao Changhe and Xue Canghai join forces to attack?
Maitreya watched the six directions carefully, but he did not expect this result. No one expected that Zhao Changhe could kill Yuxiu in two moves with a single sword...
It was as if he had fallen into some destined nightmare. Every time he was entangled by someone, important things below him would be stolen. The first time in the mountains behind the Tang family, Zhao Changhe and Tang Buqi did it together; the second time in Taihu, Tang Buqi did it; the third time in Xiangyang, Zhao Changhe did it.
But this time, the impact was even greater than the previous times.
After the defeat of Taihu, Xiangyang was Maitreya's last hope, but it was destroyed in an instant.
Can't be destroyed!
Maitreya roared wildly, and his sword light surged, forcing Yang Jingxiu and Wang Daozhong back. He retreated and flew straight towards Zhao Changhe in the battle formation!
As long as Zhao Changhe is killed, there is still hope!
The leader of the Maitreya Army is Maitreya, and he will not stop here! Ji Xiu is just a general. As long as Maitreya turns around, he can still stabilize the morale of the army and at least lead the troops to retreat!
But the moment he pulled away and flew back, a sword light suddenly struck from under the moon, and a biting chill enveloped his heart.
Maitreya's heart skipped a beat.
Tang Wanzhuang!
Just say where she has been hiding, there is no trace of such an important war... She has also learned bad things, and never shows up when she is not sure whether she will be tricked by the Wang and Yang families. At this moment, the dust has settled. , the moment he Maitreya returned from defeat, he launched a sneak attack!
When people like Tang Wanzhuang start to engage in sneak attacks, it is really difficult for even the gods to prevent them.
Maitreya was in mid-air with nowhere to use his strength, and suddenly roared wildly.
Tens of thousands of people were shocked to see what seemed to be a huge phantom of Buddha appearing behind Maitreya, with golden light and a lotus platform like life.
Buddha's words resounded in everyone's heart, and a giant palm slapped Tang Wanzhuang.
Tang Wanzhuang seemed to have expected it, her eyes were firm, and her sword did not change its path, penetrating Maitreya's chest.
The giant palm slapped around her body, and there seemed to be ripples, and then the intensity dissipated. There seemed to be a sound of "Hey", the palm shadow disappeared, the moon and stars were sparse in the sky, and there was nothing.
Tang Wanzhuang spat out a mouthful of blood and pushed her palm again.
Maitreya was also hitting her with a palm, and with a "boom" sound, the two palms faced each other, and Maitreya turned into blood and fled far away from the horizon. He couldn't even say a harsh word, and blood spilled across the sky.
Tang Wanzhuang spat out blood again and shook her head slightly with a pale face.
I didn't expect that Maitreya had such a trump card, and even this couldn't kill him... Is there a god or Buddha hidden behind him?
Tang Wanzhuang took a deep breath and glanced at Wang Daozhong and Yang Jingxiu who were silent beside them. Her eyes fell on the city. The battle was decided.
The battles above and below the city took place at the same time. When Maitreya retreated and Tang Wanzhuang made a surprise attack, Zhao Changhe had just chopped off Yu Xiu's head with one knife, raised it high and shouted angrily: "Here is Yu Xiu's head!"
Fear spread like a plague, spreading outward from where Zhao Changhe stood and spreading throughout the south of Xiangyang.
At this moment, Maitreya was sneak attacked by Tang Wanzhuang. Even the gods and Buddhas could not stop him from being seriously injured and escaped. Maitreya's army instantly lost all its backbone and fled in chaos.
Xue Canghai raised his knife and shouted angrily: "Practice your blood to nourish the evil spirit. Kill me right now!"
The shouts of killing were loud, and a scene of thousands of people chasing tens of thousands of people was staged in the south of Xiangyang City. The private soldiers of the Yang family who were attacking the left wing were all dumbfounded, and they didn't know whether they should pursue them or not.
Zhao Changhe himself did not pursue him. It seemed that he could kill him instantly with one strike. In fact, the energy of this strike was no joke. Almost all the power was drained away with one strike. The aftereffects of the selfless BUFF in the world began to hit him, making him feel a little dizzy and weak.
But at least he didn't lose strength like before, he still had some strength left. He took a few deep breaths, adjusted his inner breath a little, and turned to look at the city.
Tang Wanzhuang, with fluttering clothes, stood on the city wall and looked at him.
The one holding a knife in one hand and the enemy general's head in the other, standing covered in blood among the corpses on the ground, with thousands of troops fleeing behind him... This scene is touching.
Tang Wanzhuang couldn't help but think of someone who once said this to her in Suzhou: "What I hope for next time is that I am here so that you don't have to think about anything."
His name is Zhao Wangtang, is he gazing or hoping? What to hope for?
Zhao Changhe suddenly stood up, flew over the city like a roc spreading its wings, and casually threw Yu Xiu's head on the ground: "Fortunately, I did not disgrace my life."
Tang Wanzhuang wanted to say something but couldn't. Thousands of words came together into one sentence: "Yeah."
Zhao Changhe didn't say much to her. He crossed Yang Jingxiu's hand and said, "I've met Uncle Yang."
He bowed his hand to Wang Daozhong again and said, "How do you do, Old Wang?"
Wang Daozhong: "..."
Zhao Changhe finally turned his head and stared at Lu Shiheng with sharp eyes: "Prefect Lu, Zhao has something to ask you."
At this time, Zhao Changhe's momentum was so overwhelming that Lu Shiheng felt a little nervous, so he could only say: "Young Master Zhao...what's the matter?"
Zhao Changhe said: "You colluded with Maitreya, captured my secret agent of the Demon Suppression Division, and planned to ambush the leader of the imperial court. What crime should you be guilty of?"
Wang Daozhong said hurriedly: "He was controlled by Maitreya Maitreya's skill, it was not his intention... The chief minister saw that he was defending the city well? Shi Heng, apologize to the chief minister of Tang Dynasty? We will report it to the court later. Let’s see how the court decides on this punishment…”
Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Zhao Changhe: "It's understandable that I was controlled, but I am angry. A single apology or dismissal in the future will not relieve my anger."
Wang Daozhong said solemnly: "How are you doing?"
Zhao Changhe said calmly: "Let's do this, Governor Lu, don't say that Zhao doesn't understand the general situation and insists on entanglement... Earlier in the Immortal Palace Garden, Governor Lu was under the sword of the head of the Tang Dynasty. He hurriedly received a blow from me and all the gods and Buddhas dispersed. Zhao actually took it without any injuries, which makes Zhao very impressed. You can take another blow from me and let me feel good, then let this matter be over."
Yang Jingxiu, who was watching, thought that Zhao Changhe was looking for a way to vent his anger.
After all, Lu Shiheng was the governor of Xiangyang. The court had its own rules. Those who could not be tried in private had to argue with the court. In today's precarious situation, Lu Shiheng is backed by the power of the Wang family and has a small army of elite soldiers at hand, so he must treat it with caution and not act rashly.
All he can do is be incompetent and furious, and just spit out bad breath.
Especially at this time, Zhao Changhe's vitality and blood were low. Although he looked fierce on the surface, in fact, it was impossible to beat Lu Shiheng in a real fight, which proved that he was just trying to vent his anger. Maybe even lick Tang Wanzhuang by the way? It means I will help you vent your anger...
He thought so, and Wang Daozhong and Lu Shiheng certainly thought so too. Wang Daozhong winked at Lu Shiheng and said, "Then just ask Shaoxia Zhao for some tips."
Lu Shiheng secretly thought, I'll just stab you and vomit a mouthful of blood, and be done with some injuries.
Then he cupped his hands and said with a smile: "Please give me some advice from Mr. Zhao."
Zhao Changhe weighed the dragon bird and said expressionlessly: "Be careful."
Before he finished speaking, he jumped up and struck with his sword angrily.
A standard toad-like jump to "disperse the gods and Buddhas" is almost exactly the same as the one he used before to jump from the roof across the street into the backyard of Xiangongyuan and slash Lu Shiheng.
Lu Shiheng could sense that Zhao Changhe's momentum at this moment was indeed far less than the previous one.
Kill here and rest, say it happily, where is the relaxation? With this kind of consumption, he should go back to meditate and rest at this time.
Lu Shiheng choked and drew his sword. When he faced the sword, he was still thinking about how much force he would use to look embarrassed and injured?
The thought flashed by, and the swords were already connected.
But at this moment, Lu Shiheng suddenly screamed that something was wrong.
This is not the force hack it should be at all! The force was extremely weak, almost passing by with a light touch, and the sword's momentum had changed.
From the extremely violent wrath of the Blood God, it turned into a gentle drizzle, drifting into the night with the wind.
When you are surprised, the wisp of breeze has reached your throat.
The small building listened to the spring rain all night.
The look on Tang Wanzhuang's face suddenly changed. This move looks so promising to Tang...
Wang Daozhong obviously saw something was wrong, and was about to stop him with one strike of his sword. Tang Wanzhuang Chun Shui Bibo pressed down casually, suppressing Wang Daozhong until he couldn't move. He said with a half-smile but not a smile: "I told you to vent your anger for me, what do you want Mr. Daozhong to do?" ?”
"I..." Wang Daozhong didn't have time to say anything.
When these two took action, of course Lu Shiheng also took action over there.
The sword that was originally meant to be struck suddenly turned into a heavy rain, covering Zhao Changhe's whole body. He tried to use this trick of mutual death to force Zhao Changhe back before making a fuss.
As a result, Zhao Changhe's sword power did not change at all. No matter how heavy the rain came, the wisp of breeze still passed through the rain, vowing to take his head.
Lu Shiheng had no choice but to put his sword upright to block his neck, and at the same time use his strength to retreat, just like the replica of when he received Zhao Changhe's sword in Xiangong Garden.
But he forgot one thing.
His original sword had been broken in pieces that time. This was a temporary new sword, and the quality of it was incomparable to the previous sword.
If that sword could barely stop him for a moment, then this new sword was like a piece of paper, unable to hinder him at all.
With a "clang" sound, Longque cut off the sword and cut his throat.
A trace of blood spurted out from his throat, like the patter of rain at night, blown away by the wind.
"Bang", Lu Shiheng fell to the sky with his eyes open and refused to close his eyes.
The seemingly violent Zhao Changhe turned out to be so insidious. He had agreed to kill with a sword, but then changed his tactics at the last moment... He didn't just want to get angry. He had planned to kill people from the beginning, in front of the ground leader. People's face!
Wang Daozhong was furious: "Zhao Changhe! You dare to kill the imperial eunuch! You are trying to create..."
"What?" Zhao Changhe turned his head and said calmly: "I am also a Yupai secret agent of the Demon Suppressing Department. My authority is not as good as that of the prefect, but my rank is not inferior at all. His guilt needs to be decided by the court. As for whether Zhao is guilty or not, please tell me Mr. Wang reported it to the court, and I am waiting for the court to review it slowly."
Wang Daozhong was so angry that he couldn't speak: "You..."
"You don't like hearing this kind of thing, do you? I don't like it either. So what the hell did you just say to me?"
"you……"
"It's not mine anymore, let me say something else." Zhao Changhe stared into his eyes and said slowly: "A rat with two sides, a traitor to the country for personal gain. If this person does not die, he will cause endless disasters. I am a bandit, wait. If I can't stand your trial... I'll kill him, what will you do with me?"
The long knife was held horizontally at the side of the body, blood dripping from the blade, little by little.
The evil aura in his eyes had not disappeared, and Renbang's soul was condensed. Wang Daozhong found that he was actually intimidated by his courage, and was choked for a moment and could not say anything.
A golden light suddenly appeared in the sky.
"On February 2, the dragon raises its head."
"Immortal Wu Chang here Xiu's troops marched into Xiangyang. Zhao Changhe led a surprise attack and penetrated the military formation. He killed Xiu Xiu in the midst of thousands of people. His clothes were stained with blood, and thousands of troops were horrified."
"Xiangyang was surrounded. When Zhao Changhe's energy and blood were still weak, he invited Lu Shiheng, the divine sword of Xiaoxiang, to fight. He cut off his head with a single blow, but failed to stop him in the royal way."
"In an instant, there was a list of killings, the list of people on the ground lost their voices, and everyone was shocked."
"Changes in the roster."
"Forty-four on the list, Blood Shura Zhao Changhe!"
"Impermanence returns here. The rain in Xiaoxiang suddenly stops. The wine in the pot is not cold yet, and the blood on the knife head is still fishy."
It is late at night and many people in the world are asleep.
Anyone who is not asleep will raise his head and make a mistake, and the world will be shocked.
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