I have a book of salvation

Listening to Zhu Ke's words, one could tell that they were used to embolden his children.

And in a sense, there seems to be nothing wrong with what he said.

Fifteen years ago, it was indeed him, the unknown executioner, who cut off the head of Yu Tiesheng, who was the number one in the Weishui River at that time.

But after hearing this, the middle-aged man in Taoist robe couldn't help but curse.

--just you?

If it weren't for the monster who was afraid of the leader who was refining Qi into Taoism and didn't dare to do anything under the "conclusive evidence", no one in the entire Weishui River could stop him!

You're just a little executioner, and you still chop off that monster's head? You are considered awesome if you can stand in front of him without trembling!

But despite thinking like this, the two of them are on the same side for the time being, and the middle-aged man in Taoist robes can't say anything sarcastic.

In addition, at this moment, it is the time to face a powerful enemy, so there is no room for distraction!

At that moment, the middle-aged man in Taoist robes and Zhu Ke rushed forward!

From the former's broad sleeves, a pair of gilt daggers popped out. He held them in his hands and waved them with clear sword sounds, tearing through the wind and snow!

I saw him kicking off the ground, leaping up from the pool of blood, flying into the air, two gilt daggers sticking out, the dense light flowing, turning into a sharp sword light about a foot long, directly striking Yu Chen's chest!

Zhu Ke, who was behind him, clenched the nine-ring black knife, and the inner energy in his body boiled, pouring into his arms. He held the knife in both hands and attacked from the front, slashing it down from top to bottom!

Attack from above and below!

Facing such an offensive, Yu Chen did not dodge or evade. The Yinming Evil Bone Sword was in his hand, as if it were part of his body, extremely agile and swaying freely.

First, he swung forward, then picked up, and collided with Zhu Ke's nine-ring black knife, causing a crisp collision sound!

At that moment, Zhu Ke only felt a terrifying force coming from the opponent's bone sword!

The whole person seemed to have been hit by the galloping horse-drawn carriages, and flew out uncontrollably!

The nine-ring black knife that had been forged several times by famous craftsmen in the state after joining the Blackwater Gang as the second master also burst out with countless fine cracks!

Wow!

A mouthful of blood spurted out!

My arms were shaking and in severe pain!

His internal organs were also shaken and he suffered serious injuries!

At that moment, Zhu Ke's expression suddenly darkened as he hit the wall!

He naturally knows that the head-picking ghost is extremely powerful.

After all, someone who can kill Chief Qingyi of the Wangqi Department cannot be just an ordinary person!

But I never expected that he would be so strong!

——Just a face-to-face encounter, and with a swing of the sword, he was completely crushed!

monster!

What a monster!

You shouldn't agree to this bad idea from the Wangqi Division!

Why sit back and wait? What are you asking for?

What’s coming is not a rabbit, but a tiger! The person invited is not a fat fish, but a dragon!

At this moment, Zhu Ke's heroic words before the war were no longer there, only regret remained!

On the other side, the middle-aged man in Taoist robes who soared into the air also came to attack and kill him!

Different from Zhu Ke's nine-ringed sword, the gilt dagger in his hand was shining brightly, and one could tell at a glance that it was not a mortal thing.

The thin sword light, like a high-pressure fire snake, seemed to tear apart the air and the wind and snow and burn it!

Take it straight to Yu Chen's chest!

At this moment, Yu Chen had just knocked away Zhu Ke, who had attacked first. He seemed to be at a fragile moment when his old strength had gone and new strength had not yet emerged!

As long as this sword light penetrates the chest, no matter what kind of head-picking ghost he is, he will definitely die!

There is even no need for the deputy chief executive to take action!

The middle-aged man in Taoist robes, who was called Master Li, thought in his mind!

But the next moment, just when he was about to succeed!

But he suddenly saw that the speed of the head-picking ghost suddenly increased!

Turn into an afterimage!

In an instant, it exceeded the limit of what his naked eyes could capture!

Master Li was shocked!

Is this really the reaction and speed that the innate realm can achieve?

The next moment, the dense bone sword thrust out, and a bit of cold light bloomed!

Ping!

The blades of the two gilt daggers stabbed together with the tips of the bone swords!

Buzz!

A harsh buzzing sound echoed through the lobby!

At that moment, the gleaming light of the gilt dagger was instantly shattered by the ferocious pale bone sword!

Terrible power came along the body of the gilt dagger, acting on the arms of Master Li who was looking at the Qi Division!

I saw those hard-forged arms suddenly exploded!

Flesh and blood flew everywhere, muscles and bones exploded!

"ah!!!"

Master Li, who usually ranks high in the Wangqi Division, has never felt such pain and cried out in pain! The pair of gilt daggers fell into a pool of blood!

Master Li's body was unable to fall!

Before he hit the ground, Yu Chen struck out with another sword, raising the bone sword upwards!

Uh-huh!

The sword light flashed past, and a round head was seen flying up!

The headless corpse sprayed bright red and fell powerlessly.

The big head was spinning in circles in the air, with endless horror and disbelief in its wide-open eyes!

Finally, under the rain of blood, there is a decapitated evil spirit covered in blood!

——This scene is what Zhu Ke saw after he used his inner strength a little to stabilize his injuries!

Everyone is stupid!

He also thought that Master Li would hold on for a while, and then he would immediately make up for it and hold off this decapitated devil!

But who would have thought?

In the blink of an eye, Master Li from the Wangqi Division was separated from his body and his life was lost!

What the fuck is this about?

Isn’t this an innate state?

How is it no different from those gangsters from before? !

But before he could make his next reaction, the bright red figure with a grimace stepped over the pool of blood and came towards him!

The dense bone sword flashes with cold light!

Zhu Ke's heart skipped a beat, and you didn't have time to think more. You suppressed the numbness in your arms, clenched the nine-ring black knife with both hands, and held it across your chest!

boom!

The dense bone sword fell from top to bottom!

Amidst the harsh collision of gold and iron, the nine-ring black knife, which was already full of cracks, finally shattered with the sound, and the steel fragments flew everywhere!

And that terrifying power fell on Zhu Ke like a mighty force!

At that moment, the second leader of the Blackwater Gang felt that the entire sky was falling down and pressing on his body!

boom!

Get down on your knees!

Below the knees, the bones and muscles are all twisted and broken!

The blood mist exploded!

A mouthful of blood spurted out from Zhu Ke's mouth and fell into a pool of blood!

The grimace that seemed to be crying and smiling stared at the dying Zhu Ke.

Jingle Bell--

At that moment, the clear and sweet golden bells echoed in the lobby.

Zhu Ke, the second leader of the Blackwater Gang, was in a trance for a while.

He was completely weak and knelt on the ground; the head-picking ghost raised the terrifying bone sword high.

——This scene was too familiar to him.

Time seemed to freeze.

Time changes.

Fifteen years of vicissitudes have been reversed in an instant.

At that moment, time and space seemed to overlap.

The brightly lit Congdefang lobby suddenly turned into an execution ground with tens of thousands of people watching.

Fifteen years ago, Yu Tiesheng and his wife knelt on the execution ground.

Fifteen years later, Zhu Ke knelt on a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood.

Fifteen years ago, he looked down at the couple while holding a knife and spilling wine.

Fifteen years later, he knelt down in despair and was slaughtered with his neck.

This moment is just like that moment.

At that time, time went round and round, as if it was back to the starting point.

That Zhu Ke went from an unknown executioner to the starting point of the prestigious second master of Blackwater.

The only difference is that fifteen years ago he was the one who chopped off people's heads.

Fifteen years later, he was the one whose head was beheaded.

Uh-huh!

The pale bone sword fell down with a sound!