Chapter 921 Did I let you hurt him?
In the gale hunting, the blood is as strong as wine.
On a tall building in Changfeng, a middle-aged man was shot through the head with an iron gun and nailed to the building.
Like a broken and dirty flag, withered and swaying.
As Bailiyu walked out of the high-rise building, the majestic and towering national building collapsed suddenly, and the space was chaotic and collapsed.
In the crumbling ruins, an underground black hole was gradually exposed.
The black hole is huge, like a hideous scar left by an evil beast gnawing on the earth.
The cold and damp breath rushed out from the cave, mixed with the indescribable blood, corpses, and sticky stench.
Yunrong Yujian fell into the city. She looked at the man who was crushed to pieces by the ruins of the high-rise building. She frowned and said, "Sect Master, this person is..."
Baili The thin gray hair in front of Yu's forehead was swaying in the wind. He listened expressionlessly to the roaring and shouting in the huge cave, like the wail of a dying beast.
He said lightly: "The person in charge of Zhao's underground city would not regret dying."
Yun Rong hesitated for a moment, and his eyes accidentally fell on the streets of this chaotic city.
It is said that none of the disciples of the Tianxi Sword Sect fell on the ordinary people in the city who had no cultivation.
But in this war, those mortal civilians who could only survive under the control of Lord Zhao Guoyong and the underground city were unprepared to react, and were forced into the panic and despair of the war.
Everyone was in danger and ran frantically for their lives, leaving no time to sort out their family's wealth.
He could only take his important relatives and instinctively escape from the city.
The capital of the country is full of slums, and some street children without the protection of their elders and parents suddenly had the only bricks and tiles above their heads to protect them from the wind and rain.
They were covered in dirty mud and their feet were bare, standing on the long street in confusion. For a moment, they didn't know where to go.
Some disciples of Tianxi Sword Sect showed unbearable expressions when they saw this scene.
Yunrong has been practicing Taoism for nearly three hundred years. Under his soft appearance, he has witnessed countless life and death, entanglement and persistence.
The seven sufferings and eternal hatreds that the world cannot bear, but it is difficult for her to be confused by them.
It is harder to feel sympathy than to be able to empathize. These winds, frosts, snow and rain will not make her waver.
It is precisely because of this that she developed a transparent heart. She can always see more clearly and clearly about right and wrong than others.
So, she will not hesitate to do things that others hesitate to say, and she dares to say things that others dare not say.
"Sect Master, today's move to destroy the country is for the sake of heaven, but it is too reckless. Although the monarch of the Zhao Kingdom is fatuous, it is true that the people in the country are living in dire straits.
The sect leader led everyone today to eradicate the underground cancer under the Zhao Kingdom. It was easy and simple.
But has the sect master ever thought that the people in the city are all Zhao people, the country has been destroyed, the mountains and rivers have been destroyed, and they have been displaced and far away from other lands. What does the sect master think of their fate in the future? ”
Dynasty struggles for hegemony, the demise of the old country, and the rise of the new country have their own laws and variables.
The Zhao Kingdom fell suddenly, and the neighboring countries were watching with eager eyes. In this city, the Chinese land, and the fleeing people, all It is wealth.
Yun Rong believes that the Tianxi Sword Sect's destruction of the underground city today is a meritorious act, but the Tianxi Sword Sect has never been involved in national wars.
If they leave with their front foot, a huge army will press on the city's border with their rear foot.
For those Zhao people who fled the city, their women would inevitably become playthings of other countries, and their young children would be yoke of slaves from then on.
The Tianxi Sword Sect did not commit any crime, but the disasters caused to ordinary people were caused by the Tianxi.
Since the incident three years ago, Yun Rong has discovered that the sect master's temperament has changed drastically, although he was harsh and cold in the past.
While acting, he would not be as murderous and vicious as he is now, let alone disregard the lives of ordinary people.
The purpose of the Tianxi Sword Sect has always been to ward off evil spirits and protect the common people with the power of the sword.
Don't show your power in the human world, listen to the voice of mortals' prayers, and gain the merits of faith to maintain your body.
Bai Liyu sneered, his eyes a little hollow: "Do you think what I did today is an exaggeration?"
Ling Zhaoxue, the ninth sword, gently pulled Pulling on Yun Rong's clothes, he signaled that the sect leader was obviously angry and told her to stop talking.
Yun Rong, however, looked straight at Bailiyu and said, "Yes!"
Bailiyu turned to look at Yun Rong, his empty eyes finally changed. He said with a sarcastic smile:
"Do you think that since I have cut off the cause and effect with the sword in my hand, then Should we bear this responsibility? Those people who escaped from the city should be adopted by me and returned to the mountain until they have their own destinations? "
This time, before Yun Rong could reply, the mocking look in Bailiyu's eyes became even deeper. : "Just because I am The leader of hundreds of Immortal Sects, the Heavenly Sword Master? You can’t act according to your heart, but you must consider the merits and consequences of everything?”
He sneered, his smile full of disdain: “But now, I don’t want to abide by this rule. Let’s see if a sword master who doesn’t strive for perfect cause and effect in everything can still kill me.”
Yun Rong frowned: “Sect Master!”< br>
Bailiyu squinted his eyes coldly: "When you cut into rotten flesh with a knife, there will be pain. If you keep using gentle methods, not only will you not be able to benefit the world, but you will also make the cancerous scars grow bigger and bigger."
Yunrong gradually lost interest and no longer had the desire to exhort. She breathed a sigh of relief and looked frankly and directly, trying to penetrate people's hearts:
"In recent years, the sect leader, Being so eager for quick success, could it be that I felt guilty and wanted to make up for it, so I worked day and night to subjugate demons from all directions, destroy the power of the dark city, and gather great merits into one body. I want to go to the Prince's Palace of the Ancient Yin Kingdom. Please change my spiritual roots. "
Bailiyu's body was as cold as ice and shook slightly, and a wisp of anger spread out from his extremely cold eyebrows, shrouded like a cloud, and his sharp edges appeared!
There was a broken light in his eyes: "You are so presumptuous!"
The sword at the waist was unsheathed an inch coldly, and the ground beneath Baili Yu's feet was cracked every inch.
Amid the roar of the wind, a thin line of red blood was cut under the corner of Yun Rong's eye, and the blood rolled down like beads.
Ling Zhaoxue’s face changed drastically, as if he was very surprised, and he couldn’t help shouting: "Sect Master!"
"Wow..."
At this moment , there was the sound of falling gravel from the ruins of the collapsed high-rise building.
The tense atmosphere here was broken. Bailiyu slowly pushed the unsheathed sword back into the sheath and looked sideways.
In the dark and bottomless hole, a pair of bony hands covered with dirt struggled to crawl out of the hole.
It looked like a half-grown child, with bruises and scars all over his body. His clothes were as ragged as tattered strips of cloth hanging on his rickety body as thin as a reed stick.
This child looks strange, very different from ordinary people. The dark skin is covered with a layer of red scales, and there are gills between the elbows.
He was extremely short, and his stooped body made it difficult to stand upright. He almost had to crawl on the ground with his upper body.
He has two pairs of pupils, but they are located in one eye socket, squeezing and turning, and the other eye socket is festering with horrible red flesh, which is like fibrous tendons twisting in the eye socket. Trembling.
He has completely lost his human appearance, and the brilliance of humanity has also been lost in his eyes, leaving only the most primitive survival instinct. He is like a hungry beast, with his deformed head buried low. Sniffing hard on the ground.
Immediately afterwards, people like him climbed out of the cave one after another, with different appearances, but none of them had traces of evil and twisted secret techniques.
These people are all slaves secretly sold in underground cities among all the countries in the world. They have been locked up in that dark place all year round and performed various inhumane analysis of techniques.
Both physically and mentally, they have been tortured to an irreversible degree.
Seeing this scene, Bailiyu frowned, and his eyes became even colder.
This group of tortured Dark City trial subjects who have lost their human form have been subjected to inhuman treatment for many years, and are extremely sensitive and fearful of the scent of strangers.
They shrank and roared, trying to scatter and flee from here.
Bailiyu naturally would not let them lose their intelligence and wander around the world like this.
"The incident in Zhao Guo's secret city has ended. Ling Zhaoxue and ten disciples of Tianxi tied them up and brought them back to the mountain gate. They asked Taixuanzong's holy scripture Ye Lian to recite sutras for them to purify their hearts."
Ling Zhaoxue accepted the order and said yes, and led a group of disciples into the dark city under the cave. They found out that the dark city had accumulated supplies in the Zhao Kingdom over the years, and there were still some mental and physical bodies that had not been destroyed too thoroughly. of survivors.
After Ling Zhaoxue finished counting, there was a look of hesitation on his face. He raised his eyes to look at Bailiyu and whispered: "Sect Master, how should we deal with these monsters in the dark city of Zhao Kingdom."
A hundred schools of immortals save the common people, heal the world, and kill evil spirits.
Since the evil spirits are to be killed, there is no reason to save them.
The three sects of Heavenly Dao have strict laws and distinguish good from evil. Although they are not like other immortal sects, they hunt monsters on a large scale in order to tame monsters and pet spiritual beasts or engrave sacrificial vessels, but they do not rescue monsters like they save humans. clan.
Bai Liyu is willing to save those human victims at the cost of owing Taixuanzong's favor.
There is not much compassion and kindness for these monsters who have lost their freedom.
The reason why Ling Zhaoxue hesitated was precisely because he knew this.
Bai Liyu glanced at the monsters who were taken out of the dark city without any emotion, raised his hand and slashed out with his sword.
The majestic sword energy was like wildfire, and there was a loud bang, and the sound of the sword was like the roar of a giant dragon.
Without saying a word, he was so decisive that he actually wanted to take the lives of these suffering monsters!
Bailian couldn't stand any longer, and suddenly took action. The wheel seal on his palm flipped over, and the 'Yao' seal in the middle loomed out, and the faint fire began to burn.
The unearthly light spread out in all directions, and the entire city seemed to be burning, but the surrounding temperature dropped sharply.
The people standing in the city felt as if their skin was being burned by invisible fire, almost bursting, but under the flesh and blood, the coldness was burning out of their bones irresistibly. It's as if the soul will be frozen.
There are dead souls under the war, and the bones under three inches of soil have not yet cooled down. In this burning fire, corpses rise and fall, corpse mountains and bone towers gather together to protect Baili Yu's sword. Down.
Amidst the roaring and disintegrating corpses in the dust and snow, Balian stepped down on the talisman and stood in front of the monsters.
The ashes of the corpses under the sword fire were still dancing. However, the moment Bailian looked at Bailiyu, all the sounds in the world stopped for a moment.
After a long while, he performed a standard Zhongyou etiquette to Bailiyu and said: "Why should Baili Sect Leader carry out rash killings? It is not yet known whether the hands of these demon clans are contaminated with killings.
Aren’t you afraid of killing innocent people indiscriminately and adding an extra calamity to your life chart if you kill them with one sword?”
"It's you, you evil beast!"
At this moment, it was Ying Xiu's face that was facing Bailian. Others may not know the cause of the ghoul disaster.
But Bailiyu remembered deeply that three years ago, his son's body was not completely intact and his flesh and blood were eaten, all because of Yingxiu's jealousy and greed.
How dare he appear in front of him so openly and speak nonsense!
Bailian Yu's eyes gradually blurred in the scattered shadows. He looked at the hidden 'Yao' mark on Bailian's palm, and murderous intent appeared in his eyebrows.
His body slowly rose into the sky, and amid the clanging sound of swords and swords, the Xue Xue Sword sheathed behind Yun Rong was unsheathed.
The same goes for the sword on Ling Zhaoxue's waist. Summoned by the sword master, the two swords circled and danced, and two huge sword mountains appeared on top of Baili Yu's head.
The people in the city who had not yet had time to escape were overwhelmed by the power of heaven and could not support their bodies. They all fell to the ground, crying in despair.
While Bai Lian was thinking about whether to take off the mask on his face, there was a sudden roar between heaven and earth.
On the city wall of the capital of Zhao State, Ying Ji stood upright, looking at the tens of millions of people in the city, with the setting sun floating on her face.
The shadow cast by the slender body seemed to be burying Bailiyu under the city wall. In the shadow of the backlight, the woman's increasingly demonic scarlet pupils were particularly bright, as if there was a burning cold fire hidden deep in the pupils.
She slowly spread out a hand, with the palm facing up. Two blue flowers, one on each side, danced around her fingertips.
She took a step across the void, and two burning flowers slowly fell down. The fire was emerald green, like cold jade and cold rain.
The two small flowers contain the terrifying power of heaven and earth, seeming to refine the sky and the earth into this faintly blooming flower.
The woman's cold snort resounded throughout the world, every word, striking at the soul: "Did I give you permission to hurt him?"
In the dusk sky when the golden crow was setting in the west, green fire burned the sky in an instant, and the two sword-mountain statues above Bailiyu's head melted like icebergs under the raging fire.
The Dharma phase melted, and the Xue Xue Sword and Li Jiang Sword revealed their original sword bodies. The scorching underworld flowers fell onto the two sword bodies, and traces of blue fire were printed on them.
In an instant, the two swords turned into ashes. The spirituality in the swords was firmly sealed and fell from the sky.
The expressions of Yun Rong, Ling Zhaoxue and others changed drastically. They were both sword-loving people, and they would not allow their personal swords to fall into the dust like this.
The two of them rushed forward with regret on their faces and caught the sword that had lost its spiritual power, feeling horrified in their hearts.
Ying Ji raised her eyes coldly and glanced at Bailiyu above the void. She gently touched her palms in the air, her eyes as cold and white as the moonlight:
"You always like to stand in high places and suppress people. It's really It's an eyesore. "
The motionless Sword Master Yu has not yet reacted to this incident. He only felt that the spiritual roots under his chest seemed to be resonating, which made his heart feel painful and depressed.
Immediately afterwards, he felt as if he was hit by an invisible huge meteorite. With a loud bang, he fell to the ground and created a huge crater.
(ps: I'm sorry everyone, I have to make up for the missed chapters tomorrow. I overestimated my physical condition. I have been thinning out these days and I feel like I'm going to lose all my strength. I can understand that. I was trying to spell with someone and my intestines suddenly started to cramp unbearably. How do you feel about squatting in the toilet for half a day? Holding a hot water bottle while typing on the bed in the middle of the summer? Xiao Wang said he might have a stomach flu like him. I don’t know. Can this thing even catch a cold? )
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