After the immortal disappeared

Seeing that they were about to fall into a three-on-one situation, Xue Zongwu roared in anger, tilted his shoulders, and the crouching beast pounced on the two brothers.

The Weng brothers knew how powerful it was, and hurriedly turned around to avoid it.

Xue Zongwu grabbed the hammer and smashed it at He Lingchuan.

At the critical moment of life and death, all the magic weapons and divine powers were exhausted. He could only rely on combat skills, force, and will to fight his way out and reunite with his troops!

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, the black-armored man let out a long roar, and black fire steamed around his body, and his strength suddenly increased again!

Xue Zongwu took two of his swords. Obviously, the purple gold melon hammer was a heavy weapon, which could shake the enemy's hands, but now it was his own knuckles that were broken, and sticky blood flowed all over his hands.

Even if the Nine Nether Emperor suddenly put away his Yuanli, even if Xue Zongwu had used up the "Diligence Talisman", the latter still couldn't resist.

Only then did he realize that the man in front of him had not fought with all his strength before.

Xue Zongwu's men had arrived, so there was no need to delay any longer. He Lingchuan's eyes flashed slightly under the mask, and his moves were open and closed, hitting faster and faster, and hitting harder and harder!

Dangdangdang, twenty-five consecutive hits in one breath were like hammering iron. Xue Zongwu could only parry and couldn't even straighten his back.

He felt like a nail, about to be hammered into the ground by the Nine Nether Emperor.

Bao Xin and others who ran over were also shocked and lost their voices, and couldn't believe their eyes. The powerful and domineering Marshal Xue was pressed to the ground and beaten without any ability to fight back?

After these twenty-five hits, his strength, blood and fighting spirit were all drained away, and Xue Zongwu knew he was going to die.

His junior brother and his men were almost there, but it was too late.

He had a cruel look in his eyes and shouted: "He is..."

He is He Lingchuan!

The Nine Nether Emperor is He Lingchuan!

The voice and blood gushed out together. Even if he died, he would pass this information before he died, so that He Lingchuan would be hunted down by the whole world!

But his voice had long been mute, and in the background sound of the wood falling in the hall behind, it could not be heard far.

At the same time, the black-armored man swung his purple-gold gourd hammer, and the cold knife light left a residual shadow and cut through his neck.

Silky and light, like cutting open a leaf.

Xue Zongwu's cry stopped abruptly.

This extremely precious secret was not revealed to the world in the end.

His eyes were full of unwillingness.

But before Xue Zongwu's consciousness completely dissipated, a detail suddenly came to his mind:

He had read the information of the Nine Nether Emperor, and there was a sentence in it-

The Nine Nether Emperor liked to execute people in public.

In public!

Xue Zongwu himself liked to do this in the past, in front of everyone, to achieve the effect of shocking people.

But now he thought that the black-armored leader had not been fighting with all his strength in the previous battles, but instead weakened him slowly like cutting seedlings. What was he waiting for?

Waiting for other witnesses to come.

Waiting for Xiaotao Villa and the Xue Family Army to rush to the scene, so that they can witness the execution of Emperor Jiuyou in public and behead Xue Zongwu!

Yes, yes, Emperor Jiuyou spent so much effort to get rid of this "evil man", of course he had to do a full ceremony, pull out the gimmicks, and let everyone immerse in the unspeakable horror!

Without the audience to appreciate it, it would be twice the result with half the effort. How could Emperor Jiuyou do it?

He hated it so much, why didn't he think of this earlier?

Why didn't he make good use of this?

Now, everything is too late.

He Lingchuan grabbed his hair with his backhand and pulled it hard-

The head and body were separated!

The headless corpse fell down.

There are many magical powers in this world to fake death, and only beheading is the safest.

Xue Zongwu, dead!

This battle took place right in front of the burning hall. The collapsed wooden beams and the flames in the sky almost froze this scene:

Emperor Jiuyou pulled out Xue Zongwu's head!

Absurd, bloody, but as clear as slow motion.

The people on the opposite side were stunned and stopped subconsciously.

General Xue is dead?

General Xue, who was called the most important weapon of the country, was killed in public by a black-armored man of unknown origin?

He was beheaded in front of more than a hundred of his elite men and in front of his fellow disciples!

The Weng brothers also opened their mouths and could not make a sound.

Butcher Xue is really dead! Have they avenged themselves?

Weng Xing slapped himself in the face. It hurts, it's not a dream.

While the other side hasn't reacted yet, He Lingchuan held the head of the criminal in his left hand and threw out the soul-catching chain with his right hand. Under the gaze of countless people, Xue Zongwu's dead soul was hooked out of his body and unwillingly thrown into the Ju Luo treasure box.

Both body and soul are dead.

The evil ghost imprisoned in the box and the nutrients irrigating the treasure tree have one more.

Just as He Lingchuan was about to move, the soul-catching mirror in his arms suddenly shouted, "Wait, there is a treasure on Xue's body!"

Xue Zongwu had just fought with the Nine Nether Emperor for a long time, and his magic weapons and magical powers emerged one after another. His fighting power was really strong, and he also had a lot of treasures.

He Lingchuan immediately leaned over and quickly touched the corpse under the guidance of the Wuliang mirror. In two breaths, he pulled a piece of sail-shaped silk from Xue Zongwu's waist.

The mirror shouted, "Yes, that's it. I can feel that this is a good thing."

He Lingchuan pinched this magic weapon and felt its characteristics.

It turned out that this thing was called "Smooth Sailing". It can protect the owner at critical moments and convert external attacks into flying power. It is not only a self-defense weapon, but also an escape tool. When Xue Zongwu was ambushed by the Weng brothers, he relied on it to avoid Weng Su's first attack, and just now he used it to block He Lingchuan's cut in the waist. It is really a good thing to save his life.

I'm pretty discerning about mirrors, although I don't like the sacred bone necklace.

He Lingchuan politely put the magical weapon into his pocket and took Xue Zongwu's weapon away with him.

To take one thing is to take it, and to take two things is to take it.

After finishing what Emperor Jiuyou must do, He Lingchuan said to the Weng brothers:

"Let's go into the palace."

Enter the palace? The Weng brothers subconsciously followed him towards the main hall, looking up at the same time. The palace was bathed in blazing fire. Thanks to Qi Yunsheng who had spent enough time repairing it, even if the white flames were strong, they would not be able to burn it all in a short time.

But just walking in? Weng Xing couldn't help shouting: "With that fire monster here, we can't get in!"

They had been forced out by the white flames before. Anyone caught with this thing would be unlucky and would not stop until it was burned to ashes.

As soon as Xue Zongwu died, the crouching-shouldered beast lost its owner and did not return to its armor. Instead, it plunged into the hall, as if to celebrate its freedom.

The hall was even more ablaze with fire.

Entering the palace now, Emperor Jiuyou behaves as if nothing has happened, and the Weng brothers are afraid that they will die.

The man in black armor still strode forward, and his calm voice reached the ears of the two of them: "It doesn't matter, but come with me."

The Weng brothers looked at each other.

and? Not with?

Although the fierce flames in the hall were overwhelming, after tonight's fierce battle, their trust in the black-armored man skyrocketed.

He should not cheat them.

As they rushed to the front of the hall, the manic tongues of fire almost touched their eyebrows. The man in black armor in front suddenly stopped and took a deep breath——

This time it was like a whale sucking water, but instead of sea water, it sucked in flames!

White flame.

The small fire beast on Xue Zongwu's shoulder had grown a hundred times in size after swallowing half of the hall. The flames covering the hall took shape, revealing the outline of the monster.

By accident, it seems to have found a way to grow.

But the man in black armor sucked all the white flames into his mouth.

In the eyes of everyone behind him, Bai Yan not only did not dare to attack him, but was actually trying his best to escape back into the palace.

It's a pity that the arm can't twist the thigh.

Even though it was unwilling and ran away while roaring, it was still sucked into the mouth of the black-armored man.

After just two or three breaths, only ordinary flames were left that invaded the entire hall.

Bai Yan has been taken away by the men in black armor. Now this place is just an ordinary fire scene, but the fire is a bit bigger.

Although the Weng brothers found it unbelievable, now was the time to escape for their lives. They put aside all their emotions and followed the black-armored man step by step.

If this was really a person, he would be so powerful!

They didn't know that it was of course the sacred bone necklace that sucked away the white flames, but in the eyes of outsiders, that monster was taken away by He Lingchuan. Just like the evil spirit of the Yangshan Islands back then, He Lingchuan was just following the trend.

Bai Huoling was swallowed alive by Emperor Jiuyou! This look is very bluffing.

Walking into the fire scene again, the heat wave and thick smoke hit us again. But Bai Yan had been sucked clean by He Lingchuan, and there was no trace left, and the Weng brothers were relieved.

As habitual arson offenders, they skillfully took out two masks to cover their mouths and noses, and asked He Lingchuan: "My benefactor, do you need it?"

He Lingchuan waved his hand and strode forward: "Don't stay too far away from me."

Qianglong's armor and the mask on his face can block the poisonous smoke.

The Weng brothers walked four feet behind him, but they didn't feel the heat of the fire at all. Otherwise, if ordinary people walked in, they would be covered in big blisters if they didn't take two and a half strokes.

Emperor Jiuyou's ability to control fire is truly superb.

The burning wooden beams and pillars were still collapsing. No matter how casually the men in black armor walked, falling objects just couldn't hit them. Twice, as soon as the Weng brothers took off, they heard a roar behind them, and the burned pillar landed where they had been three breaths ago.

It looks dangerous, but it actually misses every time.

They don't know that in such a chaotic and complicated environment, the soul-telling mirror in He Lingchuan's arms has been giving voice guidance: "Five steps to the right, oh yes, a rafter is about to fall! Oh no, just three steps... …”

This is really a bizarre scene. The Weng brothers are also people who have experienced strong winds and waves, but they still feel that tonight's adventure is too incredible.

Weng Xing turned around and said, "The pursuers have also entered the palace!"

Bao Xin rushed into the fire scene with more than thirty people, and he was very anxious to catch them.

Weng Xing noticed that Bao Xin's side was emitting a green light, shrouding everyone behind him, as if it could protect them from the fire.

Those who dare to come in must show their special abilities.

Weng Su immediately said: "The remaining more than a hundred people have not come in. Maybe the scope of protection of their magic weapons is limited?"

This building complex occupies a large area and is built against the mountain. The rock walls on both sides are sharply cut, with a drop of more than ten feet, so there is no other way to the North Cliff.