My disciple is Sun Wukong

Chapter 406 Obtaining Eternal Life in Fire and Blood

[409] Obtain eternal life in fire and blood

"Kill! Kill all the idiots of the Tai Chi School!"

Liu Mang roared loudly, and a ruthless look appeared in his eyes.

Immediately, he drew a machete from his waist and walked towards the disciples of the Taiji School.

"Bangzi! You bastards! How dare you act recklessly on the land of our Hua Kingdom?!!" Lu Tianyi, the head disciple, scolded loudly.

"Ha ha."

Liu Mang said with a dark smile: "What an awesome Taiji school! What a powerful Huaguo! Scaring me? Do you think I was scared?"

Suddenly, a playful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth:

"Now, whoever kneels down and begs for mercy, I will spare him! Otherwise, he will be chopped into pieces with one knife."

After finishing speaking, his eyes swept over the disciples of the Tai Chi School one by one, bloodthirsty light flashed in his eyes, and suddenly his eyes fell on a trembling little Taoist boy with an earthy face.

Walking up to him with a knife in his hand, "Boy, immediately kneel down and beg for mercy, spare you, otherwise..."

That Xiaodao boy looked immature, but he was extremely stubborn: "I... no."

"You want to die?" Liu Mang sneered.

"Death...nor...no!" The little Taoist said with difficulty, but his tone was exceptionally firm.

Liu Mang became angry from embarrassment: "You, go, die!"

"Click"

cold light flashed,
Cut off a finger of the little Taoist priest, "Are you begging for mercy?"

"I do not!"

There was another blade light, which cut off the palm directly, and blood spattered.

Liu Mang's face was gloomy: "Are you begging for mercy?"

Xiao Daotong shook his head firmly: "I don't!"

Liu Mang's face was full of unspeakable emotions, that's right, unspeakable things, could this be the blood of Hua people?
Even a little Taoist boy is not afraid of the cruelty of his butcher knife?
His face flashed ferociously, and he slashed down fiercely with the machete in his hand!
puff!

Blood splattered, and one of Xiaodaotong's arms was severed!

Ahhhhh!
Xiao Daotong clutched his severed arm tightly, shivering in pain.

Streams of scarlet blood gushed out along the severed arm, extremely miserable.

He was limp on the ground, but his eyes looked at Liu Mang unyieldingly:

"We...we Hua people don't have a coward! I'd rather die standing up than...never live on my knees!"

All Tai Chi disciples stared at this scene with tragic faces.

They never imagined in their dreams that this group of cold country sticks would be so insane and inhumane.

They were so angry that they gritted their teeth. They hated themselves for being incompetent.

"I don't believe it, you Chinese people have backbone?"

Liu Mang stared straight at the people of the Tai Chi School, and said cruelly:
"As long as you kneel down and beg for mercy, I won't kill you, otherwise, just say no! I'll chop you until you're dead!"

Liu Mang's words, like the voice of a devil, made people shudder.

Immediately afterwards, his blade turned, and in an instant, it was placed on the neck of a Tai Chi disciple again.

"Immediately, kneel down and beg for mercy, and admit that the Tai Chi School is a hot chicken! It is a branch of our Han Country Bagua Sect."

I bother!

This boy is only ten years old!

He is the youngest disciple of Tai Chi School.

His face is full of childishness, but his expression is extremely firm:
"I'm begging you for mercy... I'm bah... You deserve it too?"

After finishing speaking, Xiao Daotong turned to look at the other members of the Tai Chi School, his immature face was full of madness:

"Masters, uncles, and brothers! Although I am young, I know the meaning of morality. Brother Ye Xuan wrote a poem, which I like very much. It is called "Everyone in life has never died since ancient times. Keep your loyal heart to reflect the history!"

After saying this, he looked up at the night sky and shouted:

"Come on, kill me!"

And that's just the beginning!
Another disciple of the Taiji School stood up:

"No one in life has died since ancient times, and keep the loyalty to reflect the history! What a good poem! Come on, kill me first, frown and I will lose!"

The third disciple stood up:

"No one in life has died since ancient times, so keep your loyal heart to reflect the history! The writing is really good! If a man dies, he will die. What are you afraid of?"

the fourth:
"No one in life has died since ancient times, and keep his loyal heart to reflect the history. Only Chinese people can write such poems! You Bangzi Kingdom, which is a tiny place, will never experience this kind of feeling. Come, kill me!"

Fifth: "Come, come, kill me!"

"Come on, kill me! Another hero after 18 years!"

"Kill me! But what's the point of a scar the size of a bowl?"

The disciples of the Taiji School scrambled one by one, risking their lives to die!
This scene is extremely tragic!

The Chinese people present all regard death as home!
They all had red eyes, panting heavily, and there was no trace of fear on their faces, but filled with boundless hatred!
Since ancient times, no one has died in life, so keep your loyal heart to reflect the history!
To recite such heroic poetry before death!
What is so terrible about death?

Han people, North Korean people, completely crazy!

They couldn't believe it, and couldn't believe it, what kind of nation is Huaguo?
Why in the face of death, they can go on and on?

Are they really not afraid of death?

"It's terrible. This nation is terrible. No wonder they can rise rapidly in just a few decades. With such a terrible cohesion, if they continue to develop, the whole world will belong to them." Liu Mang and others thought in their hearts.

On the side, Zhang Peiran was relieved to see that all the disciples of the Tai Chi School were heroes.

"Since my Tai Chi sect was established, I have practiced chivalry in Jianghu, and have done a lot of benevolent and righteous things. In terms of numbers, I should never stop from now on."

Thinking in his heart, he suddenly saw Ye Xuan at the side, bowed and said:

"Master Ye, today my Taiji School encountered such a catastrophe, my disciples and grandchildren may die in an instant, I hope you can write a poem for them! Thank you!!!"

Zhang Peiran bowed to the end.

The disciples, Daotong, also raised their hands and saluted.

"it is good."

Ye Xuan agreed without hesitation, thought for a while, and then chanted:

"The door for man to go in and out is locked,

The hole that the dog crawls out is wide open,

A voice shouted:

Climb out and give you freedom!
I long for freedom,
But I deeply know——

How can a human body crawl out of a dog hole!
I hope one day,
fire underground,
Burn me with this living coffin,
I deserve eternal life in fire and blood! "

Ye Xuan recited slowly!
The voice is soft, firm and powerful!
After the last sentence, Zhang Peiran showed a smile: "Okay! It's a good sentence 'I should get eternal life in the fire and blood!', all of our Tai Chi disciples are heroes!"

At this time, the disciples of the Taiji School shouted in unison: "Thank you Master Yexuan for writing poems for us!"

After finishing speaking, they turned their heads to look at Han Guo sticks:

"Come on, kill us, we will live forever in fire and blood!"

At this moment, everyone laughed wildly, their eyes were extremely contemptuous, as if life and death were as common as eating and drinking.

(End of this chapter)