Chapter 377 The wine in the pot is not cold yet, but the knife head is still bloody
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?
Zhao Changhe and Xue Canghai can't join forces to attack?
Maitreya looked carefully at the six directions, but he did not expect this result. No one expected that Zhao Changhe could kill Yuxiu in two moves with a single sword...
It seems as if I have fallen into some destined nightmare. Every time I am entangled by someone, important things below me are 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.
This time, the impact is even greater than the previous times.
With 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 the light of his sword 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 rest 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 jumped violently.
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 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 the Buddha appearing behind Maitreya. The golden light shone brightly and the lotus platform looked like life.
The words of Buddha resounded in everyone's heart, and a giant palm slapped Tang Wanzhuang.
Tang Wanzhuang seemed to have expected it. His eyes were firm and his sword did not change, and it penetrated Maitreya's chest.
The huge 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. With a "boom" sound, the two palms faced each other. Maitreya turned into a **** light and fled far away from the sky. 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... Are there gods and Buddhas 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, and the battle situation was decided.
The battles above and below the city happened 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 a 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 to the south of Xiangyang.
At this moment, Maitreya was sneak attacked by Tang Wanzhuang. Even the arrival of gods and Buddhas could not stop him from being seriously injured and escaped. Maitreya's army formation instantly lost all its backbone and fled in chaos.
Xue Canghai raised his sword and shouted angrily: "Train your blood to nourish the evil spirit, kill it 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 there were all dumbfounded, and they didn't know whether they should pursue or not.
Zhao Changhe himself did not chase 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 began to hit him, making him feel a bit dizzy and weak.
But at least he doesn’t lose strength like before, he still has some strength left. He took a few deep breaths, adjusted his inner breath a little, and turned to look at the city.
Tang Wanzhuang, wearing fluttering clothes, stood on the city wall and looked at him.
The man holding a knife in one hand and the enemy general's head in the other, standing covered in blood among the bones scattered on the ground, with thousands of troops escaping behind him... This scene is touching.
Tang Wanzhuang couldn't help but think of someone who once said this to her in Gusu: "What I hope next time is that I am here so that you don't have to think about anything."
His name is Zhao Wangtang. Is it gazing or hoping? What to hope for?
Zhao Changhe suddenly stood up and flew over the city like a roc spreading its wings. He threw Yuxiu's head on the ground and said, "Fortunately, I did not disgrace my life."
Tang Wanzhuang wanted to say something but couldn't. Thousands of words just came together in 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 hands 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 our secret agent to suppress the magic, 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? Shiheng, apologize to the chief minister of Tang Dynasty? Let's go back and report it to the court. Let's see. 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 someone Zhao doesn't understand the general situation and insists on entangled... Earlier in Xiangong 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. Wushang took it, which impressed Zhao very much. You can give me another blow and let me feel better, then let’s forget about it.”
Yang Jingxiu who was watching thought that Zhao Changhe was looking for a way to vent his anger.
It can only be incompetent and furious, and it is enough to spit out bad breath.
Especially at this time, Zhao Changhe's energy and blood were weak. Although he looked fierce on the surface, in fact, it was impossible to beat Lu Shiheng in a real fight. This 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."
Lv Shiheng secretly thought, I'll just stab you and spit out a mouthful of blood, and then I'll 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 rooftop 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.
It's easy to just kill here, say it happily, how can you feel relaxed? With this kind of consumption, he should go back to meditate and rest at this time.
Lu Shiheng pulled out his sword "choking", and when he faced the sword, he was still thinking about how much force he should use to look a little embarrassed and injured?
The thought flashed past, and the swords were already connected.
But at this moment, Lu Shiheng suddenly screamed that something was wrong.
This is not the force that should be used 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, carried by the wind into the night.
When you are surprised, that wisp of breeze has reached your throat.
The small building listened to the spring rain all night.
Tang Wanzhuang's expression suddenly changed as he watched. This move looked very 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 made moves, Lu Shiheng over there certainly also made moves.
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 further calculations.
As a result, Zhao Changhe's sword power remained unchanged at all. Despite the heavy rain, the wisp of light wind 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 a 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 its quality was incomparable with the previous sword.
If the sword could barely stop him for a moment, then this new sword would be like a piece of paper, unable to hinder him at all.
With a "clang" sound, Longque cut off the sword and cut his throat.
Traces of blood spurted out from his throat, just like the pattering of rain at night, blown away by the wind.
“Bang”, Lu Shiheng fell to the sky with his eyes open and died with his eyes open.
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 local people. 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 will wait for the court to review it slowly. "
Wang Daozhong was so angry that he couldn't even speak: "You..."
“You don’t like hearing this, right? I don’t like it either. So what the **** 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?"
The long knife is held horizontally at the side of the body, and blood is dripping from the blade.
The evil spirit in his eyes has not disappeared, and the soul of Renbang has condensed. Wang Daozhong found that he was actually intimidated by his courage, and was choked for a moment and could not refute.
A golden light suddenly appeared in the sky.
“On February 2, the dragon raises its head.”
"The soldiers ordered Wu Chang to retreat here and march into Xiangyang. Zhao Changhe led his troops to make a surprise attack and penetrated the military formation. He killed Xiu here in the midst of thousands of people. His clothes were stained with blood, and the entire army was horrified."
"When the siege of Xiangyang was under way, when Zhao Changhe's energy and blood were still weak, he invited Lu Shiheng, the divine sword of Xiaoxiang, to fight, and cut off his head with one strike. However, he failed to stop him in the royal way."
“In an instant, a series of killings were carried out, the whole place lost its voice, and everyone was shocked.”
“Changes in the list of people.”
“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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(End of this chapter)