Chapter 687 The sword is coming? Come to DIAO
Chu Pingsheng seemed not to have heard his threat and continued to humiliate him: "Of course, if you don't want it, I can make her into a human pig and put her in a big vase as a personal collection. Then I will invite you and your son to visit. Don't I forgot to hold Wu Su’s tablet together and let her take a look. Maybe the coffin board couldn’t hold it down in anger and he survived?”
"Lin Qing!"
"Xu Xiao, where is the princess's tomb?"
"Kill me..."
"Why are you so excited? I just want to..."
Chu Pingsheng held his palm lightly, and a clear light flashed in the air, revealing a crystal clear gem that exuded hazy brilliance and a chilling air: "It is said that this thing can make the dead body come to life, just like when it is alive. I miss you, my wife." If the body had not rotted..."
He paused and grinned: "I'll put her in a glass bottle and make a flower arrangement."
"Han Laoshan, kill him for me!"
Now that the situation was established, Xu Xiao was no longer afraid that Lin and the forces behind him would make a fuss about Jiang Ni's identity, and when he heard that he was humiliating Wu Su in front of the palace's servants, Xu Xiao couldn't bear it anymore and ordered angrily, pointing at Chu Pingsheng.
Han Laoshan's gun moved, Chu Lushan's sword came out, and the nine-yellow sword box touched the ground.
Phew...
A ray of fire shot up into the sky, illuminating the night sky in the west, and the stars were eclipsed. What followed was a shrill scream, and people wrapped in flames danced and rolled down from the roofs of the palace courtyards, taking only a few breaths before and after. , the fire turned the courtyard of more than ten people in the west into a sea of fire. The fire was burning, black clouds filled the sky, coughs, screams, and the sound of gongs and drums shouting for water to escape came one after another.
"Didn't I tell you that I have an accomplice, and they are in your palace. Look, you are going to war for me. Jian Jiuhuang, Han Laoshan, and two dogs. As a result, the west side is short of manpower. Can’t stand it?”
Chu Pingsheng finished speaking casually, stretched out his fingers that had just been bathed and still had the scent of roses, and gently tapped the ice soul suspended above his head. The light bloomed, and boo, one of the four strange stones in the wind and cloud world disappeared, and the courtyard The chill inside disappeared.
"Xu Xiao, is this the way you came up with to break the situation? Burn down the room where Jiang Ni lives and make some charred corpses to make trouble. In this way, even if someone spreads that the little maid next to Xu Fengnian is the conquered princess of Western Chu , there is no proof, you can even say that she was deliberately trying to avenge her father, and sneaked into Xu Fengnian's side. I planned to assassinate her, and I went to the palace and occupied Wutong Garden in order to rescue her whose identity was close to being exposed. Unfortunately, I failed and was killed on the spot by you. When Jiang Ni saw that the matter was exposed, in order to avoid falling into the hands of the court, He burned himself and the room with fire. Am I right, Xu Xiao?”
Chu Pingsheng walked up to the petite corpse, held up the hem of the expensive Confucian shirt, squatted down to the bottom, held his chin and pondered for a few breaths, not too dirty, stretched out his little finger and poked it in the nostril, and then lit up the palm of his hand. The relic opened the mouth that was so hot that it was deformed and looked at the teeth. He looked regretful and sighed heavily.
"First, if a person was burned alive, his posture would definitely not be like this. Second, the nose and mouth would be covered with black ash. But the nostrils and mouth of the female corpse in front of me were very clean. What does this mean? Xu Xiao , this is not Li Yishan’s trick, I don’t think he will end up in such a bad situation.”
Han Laoshan saw that his back was turned to him, and his posture was completely open. He felt that the time was right. The silver light on the tip of the gun disappeared, and the gun barrel rushed out. The speed was three points faster than an arrow from the string, but it had no sound or momentum. , leaving only a faint shadow on the ground.
bite.
A very sudden soft sound passed through the ears, instantly pulling everyone's consciousness into the temple where ancient Buddha and old people depended on each other in Qingdeng. The incense curled up and the sound of chimes touched their hearts.
Han Laoshan felt that his eyes were blurred. The person squatting in front of the scorched corpse disappeared. He blinked hard to shake off the dizziness. The splendid scholar's shirt appeared in front of Chu Lushan, with his wide sleeves raised, one foot lifted and the other slightly on tiptoe. , Bai Bai's left hand held a scimitar covered in blood and slashed downwards.
With his cultivation in the Zhixuan realm, he was still confused by the demonic sound just now, let alone a second-grade minor master like Chu Lushan. Han Laoshan bit the tip of his tongue, the pain stimulated his potential, and the confusion disappeared completely, before he could even move his gun to pursue him. , a round of tomorrow shines across the universe, no matter the night, no matter the moonlight, the dazzling whiteness sweeps everything, defeating the spirit he just raised and the renewed fighting spirit.
"Ah..."
It wasn't until he was awakened by a howl like a slaughtered pig that he took two steps back. His spear swept out a semicircle in front of him, and he brought his true energy to his eyes, and then he slowly saw the scene in front of him clearly.
"Ah..."
Splattered blood stained the white scholar's shirt. Chu Lushan was stepped on his heart by a foot wearing a brand-new soap boot, and then stabbed him with a knife behind his back. He looked like a dandy who couldn't use a knife and could only be cruel. When I chopped off a pig's foot, my sleeves were immediately filled with blood and the blade of the knife hung red.
"Ah..."
There were three screams in total, because there was a bloody ear in the messy yard where the fire was being put out, a severed hand that was slowly being pulled in, and a severed foot wrapped in an upturned golden boot, one on the right ear. , right hand, right foot, Lin Tanhua was very particular about how to use the knife, but for Lu Qiuer's sake, the injury from being whipped by the prince a few days ago was healed, and he was chopped off again.
Han Laoshan did not draw his gun, but stared at Chu Pingsheng's other hand. He clearly remembered that before the white light flashed, that hand was shrunk in the wide sleeve. Now it was not only stretched out, but also holding a sword in his palm. , the sword that was trembling suddenly and violently, the hilt of the sword had some patina, the sword body was red and yellow, and there were several sparse scales carved on both sides of the sword spine. His eyes squinted again, and he found that the prince's groom, who was dressed in a coarse cloth, was blocking Xu Xiao, and the sword box originally carried on his back bounced off the ground, revealing two swords of different shapes on the left and right.
"Jian Jiuhuang was originally a swordsmith. He entered the art of swordsmanship because of sword making. He traveled alone in the world and collected famous swords in the world. There were ten famous swords in the world, and he won six of them. In his early years, he went to Emperor Wu City to challenge Wang Xianzhi, but was defeated. , leaving Huang Lu on the west wall of Emperor Wu's city."
Chu Pingsheng removed the foot that was pressing on Lu Qiu'er's chest, hooked it behind him, wiped the blood spurting from his soap boots on the outer wall of the water urn, raised the famous sword that was still dancing lightly in his hand, and continued: "What a coincidence. You like to collect famous swords, and so do I, but currently I don’t have as many as you can use. "What should I do?" Most people think that if they don't have as many famous swords as the other party, they will grab the other party's famous sword, but he doesn't. Purple light suddenly appears, clang, but he hears a mournful cry, and that sword is in his palm. The struggling "Dragon Snake" broke at the waist and fell to the ground in two.
It stopped jumping and was completely dead.
Chu Pingsheng gently wiped Zhanlu with his sword finger, and the rhombus crystals shone, and the purple light penetrated the moon, shining brighter than the rainbow.
"My sword is better."
puff!
Jian Jiuhuang suffered a backlash and spat out a mouthful of blood. Huang Jiji's old face was pale, and he held the sword box tightly with his hand, crushing three flat green bricks.
"The sky... looks like..."
"No matter where I am, I just rely on the power of the magic weapon."
call out.
A bit of black light penetrated the long night, cut in at a very tricky position, and penetrated diagonally into his right rib, carrying the wind and force, like thunder.
Chu Pingsheng turned his wrist back, held the sword with a movement that ordinary people could not do, clicked, and the gun head rose into the sky. The gun body made of pure steel was shattered by a spiral sword energy, which penetrated from the head to the tail of the gun.
Qi Dangguo was shocked. His black-manged gun was made of fine steel and weighed more than fifty kilograms. It was actually shattered by the enemy's sword energy? He subconsciously stepped back to avoid it. He pulled out one leg but nothing happened. He pulled out another leg and the same thing happened. When he looked down, he found a line of blood on the cowhide leggings under his knees. He leaned back and fell heavily next to Chu Lushan. .
The fierce general carrying the banner fell down.
But he didn't scream, he just snorted.
"I am humble, do you take it seriously?"
The scene was completely silent. The servants and maids retreated to the corner. Han Laoshan no longer had the courage to take action and kept looking in the direction of Tingchao Pavilion. His junior brother Xu Yanbing was healing the blue bird in the quiet room by the lake.
Xu Xiao couldn't understand, even if he squeezed his brains out, he couldn't understand. In the morning, Lin Qing was still a third-level swordsman, but by night, he was a powerful celestial being? This is completely unreasonable. If he was a strong man in the sky, Xu Fengnian would have died long ago after hearing the assassination by the big lake outside Chaoting.
"Not coming? Are you sure you're not coming?"
Chu Pingsheng put away the Zijin Zhanlu Sword, waved his hand, and the unrecognizable female corpse came to his feet. Then he turned around and walked to Chu Lushan. He used his toes to pry open the row of jagged yellow teeth, held the female corpse high, and slashed it with a knife.
Wow...
The still warm red and white fluids flowed into his mouth. He suddenly felt sick and wanted to vomit, but he had no power to resist. He could only let the bodily fluids from the dead man flow from his mouth into his throat, and from his throat into his abdomen.
"Does it taste good?"
"Woo, woo, Lin...I...wu..."
Chu Lushan wanted to shake his head but couldn't. He wanted to shut up but couldn't. He wanted to vomit but couldn't.
"If it tastes good, drink more."
Chu Pingsheng looked at the No. 1 scumbag in Bei Ming who claimed to have saved Xu Xiao eleven times and was rewarded with eleven death-free gold medals with a blank expression. He was so domineering and domineering to others, fawning over Xu Xiao and his son, and fawning over Xu Xiao and his son. What a scumbag. Likes to eat people- Every few days, people would be sent to kidnap young lactating women and bring them to his house. If the human milk was sweet, he would be rewarded with some silver coins if he had enough of it. Go and throw it out of the house.
In the TV series, Xu Fengnian is used to give money to roadside beggars to show the kindness of the prince, while at the same time raising such evil slaves, is it really good? Hypocrisy? And since when is it proof of kindness and kindness for a rich man to reward a beggar on the roadside with a few big bucks? Then this definition of a good person is too cheap.
"As expected of a second-grade little grandmaster, he has a good physique. Even without an ear, a hand, or a foot, he still has the strength to struggle."
The whole place was silent, and everyone watched helplessly as he played with Xu Xiao's adopted son. Only the distant shouts and the sound of fire exploding proved that time was flowing and not stopping.
(End of chapter)