At this last moment, the eight armed forces of the Sheqi family led by Yuan Zhisheng, which was also the last strength of the family, arrived at Hongjing.
Kazama Ruri, who had remained silent throughout, raised his head at this moment, and also saw the figure sitting upright in the dark helicopter cabin. The other person's eyes lit up, as if golden mandala flowers were blooming!
The helicopter engine roared, and the strong wind blew up the clothes on his body, revealing the layers of ribbed chest.
"Brother, you are finally here. I have been waiting for you. This is our reunion." Fengjian Liuli laughed in the strong wind.
It was an extremely unscrupulous laughter, without any scruples, but filled with an unspeakable madness.
But the smile on Kazama Liuli's face gradually faded away as she smiled, and finally turned into that bone-deep coldness.
"Now that you're here, don't even think about leaving. Today is the grand ceremony for my enthronement, so you must use your blood to dye the throne where I ascend the throne red."
The answer to Fengjian Liuli was an ancient word, like the sound of the ancestors' sacrifices in the ancient times, which echoed throughout the red well.
Astonishingly, in the dark cabin, Yuan Zhisheng unleashed his power of words and spirits.
The terrifying heavy pressure field instantly poured down into the entire red well like mercury, and the large equipment in the red well was trembling wildly at this moment. Thousands of steel nails and steel plates above were trembling crazily.
They fell off, and they were suspended in the air out of thin air. This was the anger from the king, and this anger was pressing on everyone's head.
The rules of gravity in the red well were completely changed. Everyone present was under pressure dozens of times greater than before. Their bones were overwhelmed and made crackling sounds. Many people could no longer stand and could not help but kneel on the ground.
, even his head was pressed tightly to the ground.
All the people were kneeling on the ground, supporting their bodies with their arms, as if they were making a pilgrimage to the coming king. Even if those whistling steel nails and steel plates were whirling and cutting, they still did not escape. It was not that they were too pious.
, but they really can't escape the terrible pressure, which completely envelopes each of them, binding them to the spot. Maybe kneeling down to repent at this moment is the only action they can do, and everything else is in vain.
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Yuan Zhisheng was sitting in the cabin, looking down at the bottom of the red well. He saw the mutilated limbs and the scarlet blood, but there was no mercy in his eyes, especially those eyes.
Flowing with colors like lava, his bloodline has fully exploded, and he will definitely give his all in this battle.
Kazama Ruri also saw this scene, and his eyes were also full of fanatical fighting spirit, "Come on, brother, don't you want to be a partner of justice? Then use your justice to crush me.
, haven’t you been doing this for so many years? Just like when you executed the last knife on me in that basement, I am now looking forward to your judgment on me again, come on, cut it open
Here, penetrate here!"
Fengjian Liuli's tone was crazy and he roared like a wild beast.
He even pointed at the position of his heart and asked Yuan Zhisheng to pierce his heart with a long knife again.
In the cabin of the helicopter, Yuan Zhisheng did not respond to him. The man's eyes were very calm, and it seemed that he had penetrated all time and was heading to that distant place.
When he went to the cold basement, even though he was transformed into an evil ghost at that moment, the virgin girl was still calling him and her brother. But this time, the other party was calmer than ever, but he was asked to kill him again.
"Everyone, we don't have much time, especially with your speech spirit, this helicopter can't sustain it for long." The young priest piloting the helicopter said to the man.
The other person spoke very quickly, but there was no panic.
To be precise, the priests who came here did not have any panic, they all had determination on their faces. Before they came here, they knew that this was a battle destined to death.
But they came anyway, without hesitation.
You can see that all the data on the helicopter's instrument panel are flashing crazily at this moment, and even the entire helicopter begins to tremble wildly. Every rivet on it is violently falling apart, and it seems that it will be in the next moment.
The royal domain was completely dismantled, and it was still under the protection of Yuan Zhisheng. Otherwise, this helicopter would have crashed completely long ago.
"Girl, do you even want to ascend the supreme throne? It's really ironic. I wonder if you still remember the story I once told you, the monkey that jumped out of the stone.
, he was a powerful God of War, and later overthrew the entire heaven, fighting against the gods, but how much tragedy could he change in the end? What awaited him was endless loneliness. I remember that you were afraid of loneliness since you were a child, and you were always afraid of loneliness.
You are so sensitive, and when you are alone, you look very sad."
Although the helicopter's engine was roaring and Yuan Zhisheng's words were also very low, he knew that Kazama Ruri could hear what he was saying at this moment.
The man's eyes were full of memories.
Looking at Kazama Ruri, he is also looking at his younger brother Minamoto Naomi.
In my memory, when he was a child, his younger brother was very thin. He would always get bruised and bruised by other kids playing basketball on the basketball court. At that moment, he didn't even know who was the ball.
However, every time when Jiaonu plays, Yuan Zhisheng will be on the side to direct, instructing the other party to achieve excellent results. Only when they become excellent, other children in the class will be willing to play with Jiaoyou. Yuan Zhisheng
Zhisheng always takes care of Yuan Zhisheng, taking care of her fragile and sensitive heart.
"Brother, are you reminiscing again? Why do you still remember those things from the past until now? What bullshit monkeys? We have grown up long ago. We stand in our respective fields. Countless people admire us, and we are also
The blade of your sword has been stained with too many people's blood and even the blood of ghosts. We are no longer pure, right? We have all gone through so much, but you still look like a childlike innocence, and we have
What qualifications do you have to talk about those fairy tales together?"
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Kazama Liuli let out a wild and ferocious laugh, and his tone was full of deep-seated coldness and sarcasm.
"Yes, we are no longer qualified, but the young girl and the White King are also the things that will be cursed in the end. He should not have stayed in this world. We are all the last heirs of that bloodline. If we are here
If we die, will the tragic fate end here? Perhaps no one will be able to use God to complete the so-called ultimate evolution. At that moment, all ambitions and desires will also end with the end of our lives.
"
Yuan Zhisheng said in an indifferent tone.
He didn't mean anything sincerely, nor was he hysterical. He was just stating the facts lightly.
After saying all this, he stretched out his hands and held down the two knives on both sides of the seat. They were clearly his spider cutter and boy cutter.
The moment he was about to hold the handle of the knife, the two long knives made a clanging sound at the same time, as if holding two wild dragons, and Yuan Zhisheng jumped out directly, and his windbreaker was stirred up in the strong wind.
There was a sound, and he held these two swords, carrying his royal power and descending from the sky.
At the same time, following Yuan Zhisheng were the priests from the Sheqi Eight Family Shrine.
Seeing that the elders were the first to jump out of the cabin, they followed closely behind, each one fully armed. However, relatively speaking, they did not jump out as gracefully as the elders. Instead, they first aimed their rope guns at the side of the well wall and fired.
Until the tip of the hook rope was fixed in the well wall, and then he slipped from the hook rope. Relatively speaking, Yuan Zhisheng fell straight towards the bottom of the well like a meteorite.
Fengjian Liuli couldn't help but licked his lips. He also held the scarlet sword horizontally in the air. At this moment, Yuan Zhisheng's two swords slashed at him. The three long swords collided suddenly in the air, and bursting sparks instantly illuminated.
The faces of the two brothers were illuminated. One was as indifferent as ice, and the other was as ferocious as an evil ghost. The sparks sputtered out like fire and silver flowers, and lasted for a long time.
Clang Clang Clang!
The battle broke out completely at this moment. It was a battle between the emperor and the extremely evil ghost. Also because of the huge advantage of the super hybrid, it completely broke out at this moment without any reservation. The members of the fierce ghosts present could not lock their eyes with each other.
The two figures moved at lightning speed, their bodies were pulled into twisted lights, and the long knives they slashed were more like the brilliance of moonlight, splashing into the eyes of everyone present.
The long knives collided violently. If it weren't for the fact that both of them were holding powerful alchemical weapons, the ordinary knives would have been shattered into powder at this moment.
At the same time, various gunfire sounds also rang out around the two figures, as if they were on the most brutal battlefield.
The priests of the Snakeki Eight Family Shrine relied on rope guns to slide down from the air. They held various weapons and began to shoot in the direction of the fierce ghosts. These family priests were all thugs, although
They have not held weapons for many years, but worshiped devoutly at the family shrine. But now when they hold weapons again, it is like a part of their bodies, even a part of their lives. They and their respective firearms
Completely combined and integrated into one, he began to pull the trigger without hesitation and launched a fierce attack on the fierce ghosts.
Even if they struck casually, they all attacked the vital parts of the Meng Ghosts. In an instant, the Meng Ghosts suffered an extremely fatal blow. However, after a brief panic, the members of the Meng Ghosts also started to fight back. They were able to
Those brought here by the king general are also the elite among the fierce ghosts. Now they have awakened the so-called gods. Even if they are very different from the gods in their hearts, they have now reached this point and they have no way out.
Already.
They can only go down this deformed and twisted road. They don't know if there is an end, but they can't go back. In fact, they couldn't go back many years ago, and the same people of the eight Sheqi families can't go back.
There is no way back. It can even be traced back to the moment they were born from the blood of the White King many years ago. The gears of tragedy are carrying them forward. They have no choice but to numbly twist in the direction of the gears.
It rolled until it rolled into the abyss.
Now this red well is like a scarlet abyss. They finally rolled into this red well, and all the fighting took place here. It was like the most brutal hell in the world, but this is also what everyone will eventually face.
Destiny, this destiny has been written in the script a long time ago, but now it has just reached this stage, and it is implemented step by step according to the tragedy written in the script.
"Come on, hahaha, my brother, just like what we learned in the kendo hall, you are always so strong, you can defeat everyone with just two bamboo swords, you are like a sword master
Possessed, and at that time I could only look at you in the corner, at the back of the crowd, and envy you. In fact, at that moment, why didn't I want to fight with you?
I didn’t expect that after so many years, my wish would finally come true. Brother, I am finally qualified to be your opponent. Let’s fight, a happy fight, a bloody fight. Don’t you want to defeat me? You
Don’t you want to end this tragedy completely? Come on, defeat me, kill me, I’m waiting for this moment, but I won’t be weak, and I won’t let go. You may also be killed by me.
oh."
Fengjian Liuli burst into wild laughter amidst the blood rain. He felt that he had never been as excited and ecstatic as now.
In his eyes, everything became extremely scarlet, and space and even time began to be violently distorted. He felt that everything became extremely unreal, but also extremely real. He was deeply obsessed with this feeling and could not help it.
Extricate yourself.
Yuan Zhisheng remained silent, but his fighting spirit became increasingly high.
As Kazama Ruri said, this is a battle that is destined to be a life-and-death battle, or even a battle in which both of us die together. Although Yuan Zhisheng has already made up his mind to die, he also wants to pull his younger brother back here again.
Go to hell, because only in this way can the entire Sheqiba family and the entire world have peace, otherwise it will be a disaster for the entire world.
Therefore, Yuan Zhisheng must concentrate and even use 300% of his combat power to face Kazama Ruri.
The speed of the two people was extremely fast in the red well, just like streaks of lightning, and their figures were completely invisible.
If Inuyama Ga was here, he would definitely be surprised by the explosion of the two people, because his word spirit is Setsuna, and when he activates Setsuna, Inuyama Ga's speed will be enhanced dozens of times, but now, whether it is Kazama Ruri
, or the speed that Yuan Zhisheng and the others can explode through themselves, and they can reach that extreme speed without even needing to bless any word spirits.
For Inuyama Ga, that was a terrifying speed that was achieved with all the effort, and it was a so-called miracle in the world. However, for the so-called emperor, it was just a natural power that came easily at his fingertips.
Under such an explosion, guns roared and fireworks illuminated the ferocious and determined faces.
Only the figure with the pale mask of the Duke was laughing and dancing crazily in the bloody storm, and was simply overjoyed.