Great Sui Storyteller

Chapter 622 621. Killing Night, Not One Left!
"kill!"

The roar of thousands of people disturbed the night sky, not only disturbed the timid hearts of those people in Sangquan City, but also disturbed Du Ruhui and Li Shimin outside.

Li Shimin didn't leave.

As long as Tang Jian and Lawyer Pei went to Beijie, they would definitely be treated.

And now...

No matter how much he disliked that Taoist, there was an unavoidable fact in front of him.

He rescued Tang Jian, Lawyer Pei, and Du Ruhui.

And he was in deep siege.

Although for some unknown reason, that Mr. Shoujing was talking wildly about Sun Hua being surrounded by that Li Shouchu...but he couldn't escape and abandon his allies no matter what.

So, he didn't go.

And Shou Jing simply followed him.

When they heard the soaring shouts in Nasang Spring City, their hearts tightened at the same time.

Ke Shoujing sighed:

"Ugh……"

"...Mr. Shoujing?"

Li Shimin wanted to ask, but Shoujing shook his head, suddenly pinched out a finger on his hand.

"At that time, the Heavenly Venerable Rescue Suffering filled the realms of the ten directions. He often rescued all sentient beings with his supernatural power, and they were freed from going astray. All sentient beings did not realize it, just like seeing the sun and the moon blindly..."

The two were stunned.

This is……

Du Ruhui, who is the most knowledgeable, has an unnatural expression on his face:

""Taishang Cave Mysterious Spirit Treasure Sutra for Rescuing Suffering"?"

A Confucian scholar, at this moment, is actually reciting the "Taishang Dongxuan Lingbao Rescue Suffering Sutra" for the salvation of dead souls?
Ke Shoujing did not explain.

Just chanting devoutly, the sound of scriptures resounded in the cave:
"I'm too innocent, and there's no limit to pulling out. Qingyun opens the door of life, and auspicious smoke fills the dead. At the beginning of the Xuanyuan, I use the auspiciousness to sense the opportunity. Save all sins and save all disasters. The insignificant super immortal source, swaying It is natural and clear. They all inherit the power of the Great Dao to subdue all demon spirits..."

The two of them didn't know why he had to recite this scripture.

But only Shou Jing knows.

The killing begins.

……

"Da da da da da..."

The sound of hooves.

On the ground, whether it is a flying knife or a long sword.

Whether it's a pair of fists or a single palm.

These fogs kill people like hemp, and those figures pile up corpses and piles of soil.

There is no mercy.

No mercy either.

Even these soldiers without the blue light couldn't even resist the Da Da Dao's light.

A ray of saber light passed by, even if he could resist it with the weapon in his hand, he would be hit by the impact force on his companion, and then his internal organs would be crushed by the impact force carried by the seemingly ordinary saber light, and he would fall to the ground and die.

Perhaps, these fogs are just wanderers.

Perhaps, it's just a flash of coldness.

Perhaps it is in the records of that book that Dugu seeks defeat.

Or...they are just killers who treat their lives like nothing.

But all have one thing in common.

That is... their hands are stained with the blood of countless people.

And they are all about martial arts or killing skills, they pursue the highest and strongest, they say they pursue the realm of martial arts, but no matter what kind of rhetoric they use, they can't hide a fact.

That's what made them famous. From the very beginning, they were born to kill people.

Whether it is a hero, a killer, a wanderer, or a sad person.

This is all the case.

kill.

Pure and extreme killing.

Resisted all enemies who dared to attack.

But it's not over yet.

The sound of horseshoes rattling in the sky was not a beautiful mistake.

Instead, lead them to the path of no return for the souls of the dead.

When the first knight who held the Qinglong Yanyue Saber and forged the name of Martial Saint appeared, this killing announced that it had entered another stage.

cut grass.

Human life is worthless.

When it is time to reap, that will come and reap.

He rode a red rabbit and came out with a knife.

Beside him, a man with a black steel beard holding a Zhangba Snake Spear laughed heartily, silently but deafeningly.

In the rear, the man who made the Yebai stop crying, cut and smashed the formation, defeated the Wuhuan and Hefei battles, and established his fame in the battle of Megatron Jiangdong and Bailangshan held the yellow dragon hook sickle to support him.

Three riders and one horse took the lead, condescending, and came from the air.

Looking at the extremely familiar battlefield, the fighting spirit boiled.

Afterwards, there was the spear and stick, flying with both wings, and one of the guards held a big gun. He once sprinkled red blood all over the river, stepped through the gaps in Helan Mountain, hungry for the meat of the barbarians, and laughed and drank the blood of the Huns.

The six cavalry are thousands of troops and horses, mixed with the blood and regrets, ambitions and plans of countless people throughout the ages, coming from the sky and falling on the ground under their feet.

Speechless, speechless.

Harvest human life.

But it was different from the figures with dozens of defenses in front of the Taoist.

The six riders are fighting on their own, with weapons in their hands that overwhelm the river and the sea. When the horses pass by, you can only feel a trace of pain from the wound, followed by endless cold.

If someone is defending, someone must attack.

What else is more suitable for killing enemies than the glamorous saw with the sound of dragons?

Over the past few months, one game per day has never stopped, from a few hundred people to a thousand people, and then from a thousand people to ten thousand people.

Mr. Shoujing, who had risen to fame among the refugees in Yuqian, all of his contributions at this moment were displayed in this battle.

The Taoist just stood in the alley.

Not moving.

There is also the Taiji Grandmaster guarding it to prevent any possibility of sneak attack by Xiaoxiao.

Front and rear, the Shadow of Mist, holding a long sword and a short blade, facing the enemy with two fists and one palm, doesn't know what fatigue is at all, but the one who walks among the crowd and immediately swings his weapon, one after another, the heads fall to the ground. The cavalrymen, with blood flowing from one corpse after another, are wantonly showing the world why they can forge the name of supreme bravery.

This is a massacre.

But in the killing field, the Taoist's expression was extremely calm.

Suddenly, he heard the scriptures.

He knew that it was his kindness.

then……

He chose to follow the scripture and sang in a low voice:
"Taiyi saves Ku Tianzun."

Clasping the Taoist fingers, amidst the silent and blooming killing, the voice of chanting, representing the Taoist's last mercy, reverberated:

"He Zhuozhuo in the sky, his name is Ni Wanxian. Purple clouds cover Huang Lao, and he is called the Three Treasures Lord. He will also send the weather to control the souls of the nine heavens. Rescue the wonderful gods in suffering, and see how to save the time of suffering. There is no difference in the sky, and the weather All in one body. All become natural people, and naturally have different bodies.”

In the city, outside the city.

The two voices reached a unity of compassion.

"Originally in the void, the void is not a trace, and the whole body is empty. The first is to establish the Qi, the second is to be born with the Qi, the third is to become ten thousand dharmas, and the fourth is to be bright. The sky is 36, the underground is 36, and the Taixuan is boundless. The Great Cave Sutra is wonderful. Taking refuge in the Supreme Venerable, all sins can be eliminated.”

"The Jade Emperor of the East is Heavenly Venerable, and the Southern Xuanzhen Ten Thousand Blessings is Heavenly Venerable.

Keep quiet and solemn.

"The West is so wonderful and extremely heavenly, and the north is Xuanshang Yuchen Heavenly Lord."

Shou Chu lowered his brows and eyes.

"In the northeast is the Celestial Lord of Immortals, in the southeast is the Heavenly Lord of Good Life, in the southeast is the Heavenly Lord of Tailingxuhuang, in the northwest is the Heavenly Lord of Wuliang Taihua, above is the Heavenly Lord of Yuxu Minghuang, and below is the Heavenly Lord of True Emperor Cave God..."

Recite the name of the immortal, and the sound spreads for nine days.

Please go down to earth, lead the suffering master, cross Naihe, pass through the river of forgetfulness, drink the soup and forget your worries, and go to bliss.

Blessings, immeasurable gods.

……

kill.

Endless killing.

The blood had already soaked the Taoist's feet at some point.

The walls on both sides also collapsed, and the vanguard troops rushed over to push down the courtyard walls. Countless people with weapons in their hands and calm faces seemed to feel no fear. Even in vain, they tried to use crowd tactics to fill in and complete themselves duty of.

Looking from the sky, I don't know when, in this collapsed alley, except for the place where the Taoist was standing, he can still be settled, and with him as the center, the image spreads around, and the corpses have already spread all over the field, and there is no place to stay.

And at this moment, another group of vanguard troops rushed over.

Stamping on the corpses of their companions, they threw the black jars in their hands.

There was a smell like asphalt or gasoline.

The black grease quickly replaced the blood and spread to the Taoist's feet.

But the sound of Taoist chanting has not stopped.

Let them fly a round of rockets.

At the very moment, the golden eagle that had been soaring in the sky swooped down, grabbed the Taoist's shoulder, and flew into the sky.

But he didn't escape.

The moment the flames soared into the sky...

The Taoist returned to the square.

The wooden boards were gone that long ago, replaced by standing on a high platform made of wooden boards.

Looking at the Xianfeng army who were chasing after him, the protector reappeared in front of him.

If you say no, you won't leave.

Facing a stubborn person like Sun Hua, he had no choice.

He is so obsessed with revenge.

But I never thought about the so-called "who provokes who first" or what to do.

Since you take everything for granted...

If you think about it, you should understand a truth.

That is……

Murderers, people will always kill them!
The situation in the east of the river was created by the hard work of countless people day and night.

Li Zhen will not tolerate such a stubborn careerist walking out of this Sangquan city alive!
Otherwise, after he finished licking the wound, Hedong would definitely face an even more desperate blow!
Keep the young and keep the big?

Save mom and save wife?

Pointless question.

Now that we have decided to cut the weeds, we must get rid of the roots!
Get rid of evil!

No negotiation!

Kill, go on!

The Taoist calmly recited the reincarnation scriptures, but only compassion remained in the voice of salvation.

Mercy for the dead.

Living people are not needed.

He didn't care how many people died, let alone how many people he killed with his own hands.

He calmly watched the swarming soldiers, waiting patiently.

Waiting for the night to end.

And at this moment, it seemed that Sun Hua finally understood... This way cannot kill the evil Taoist in front of him.

Then, suddenly there was a voice in the air:
"Four Royals Zhenjiang, solution!"

In an instant, the qi of heaven and earth returned.

Return to the earth.

That bursts of faint blue rays of light rose suddenly with soaring killing intent!

But what is more dazzling than that faint blue is the golden light.

Endless golden light.

Disintegrating Youlan, the golden light that brought despair spread out from the Taoist's feet overwhelmingly.

In a few months, I can only cast Light and Dust once in an hour, so I have to break through the limit of my spiritual sense every time, expand, expand, and expand again, until I can achieve a single cultivation, and I can produce several acres, or even an hectare. As for the green wheat seedlings.

The Taoist's surging spiritual thoughts reached the end of the square Sangquan city wall in an instant.

God read it.

The golden light arrives.

The endless golden light stretches and spreads on the ground, and within a few breaths, it has completely enveloped a city!
If I don't go, none of you are allowed to escape!
……

"What is the Taoist priest going to do! Quick! Mr. Shoujing! Save the Taoist priest!"

When Sangquan City was covered with golden light in the darkness, shining brightly, Du Ruhui let out a sharp roar, telling Shoujing to stop reading, and hurry to save people!

"..."

The scriptures stopped.

The merciful Confucian scholar opened his eyes.

Shaking his head.

"As I said, Sun Hua is surrounded."

His tone was extremely calm.

It was so calm that one's blood seemed to freeze.

A bone-deep chill suddenly rose from the hearts of Li Shimin and Du Ruhui:

"Li Shouchu, I won't let them go. Tonight, Sun Hua and these leading troops will die here."

"..."

"..."

Looking at the two faces that suddenly became pale and absurd, he spoke firmly:
"Not a single one."

(End of this chapter)