I am the leader of Huangquan

Chapter 117 Invite the sword of the law to judge the justice of the world
The front line of the disaster.

In a fairy boat hub to fight against evil disasters.

The clouds and mist were lingering outside the window, and the commanders in the room were silent.

"In the rear, something happened. There are big traitors who want to rob the court, slap us in the face of the Zhengdao League, and even kill the emperor. It's incredible." A man smiled, "That picture scroll scene, which is clearly showing the world's majesty, has changed. into a battlefield."

Everyone immediately watched the whole process of the accident through the public projection of the parade beheading scene.

"The mountain spirit is an ancient human from Jingzhou. Is it real or fake?" A female cultivator opened her lips, obviously shocked.

"Perhaps? After all, they are really capable of doing such a thing." A monk full of sarcasm laughed.

Someone suddenly said: "Actually, it doesn't matter whether this period of history is true or false, does it?"

They are very clear.

History is written by the victors.

If the Human Emperor Sect wins, even if it is true history, the mountain spirit is an ancient human being, and the controlled public opinion will say it is false.

If the opponent wins, even if it is a fake, it will become the real history of the human emperor's persecution of ancient mortals.

Does real history matter?

"Are you going to come back for help?" a tall and cold woman asked.

"I can't make it in time."

"There is a chance to make it in time." The woman hesitated to speak.

"That's not going either."

The other existences of the Jingzhou Zhengdao League fell silent again.

The former Human Emperor Sect was obviously bullying. As the strongest sect in Jingzhou, they wanted to monopolize the interests of the mountain spirits, and even prevented them from approaching Jinghuang City this time, waiting for the other party to throw themselves into the trap. Now that they are counterattacked, why should they go? Firefighting?
At the same time, all the other sects know that if the current Human Emperor Sect falls, the old immortal that they fear will be gone, and other members of their Righteous Dao League can take the opportunity to carve up.
The reality is that cruel.

No matter what kind of thoughts they had, for a while, no one talked about the topic of past support.

After all, if you choose one of the two, no one will reject a moral, kind, righteous Confucian sage who is good for the world.

The seventh peak of Huangquan.

Both Xing Hanhan and Li Qingrou came here, and they were in the courtyard under the tree, watching the horror scene of the whole battlefield together with their junior body.

"Much better than me!" Even Xing Hanhan felt the heavy and depressing outbreak of battle, which made the whole courtyard dull.

"Junior brother made a move to stir up the general trend of the world, seize power and usurp the throne, cut down the emperor's realm, and let the two combined Dzogchen attack and kill." Xing Hanhan looked complicated, "You are really there, how did you invite these two?"

"Faith." Wu Lang said softly.

"That's right, there will still be people who stand up for ideals and the common people as righteous monks." Xing Hanhan sighed in her heart, and her heart was quite complicated at this time.

Ugh!
A long sigh.

Wu Lang watched the battle with an indescribable heaviness in his heart.

"I didn't expect that I've come to this point after all." He murmured, the plan was clearly made by himself, but seeing those heroes and martyrs roaring and ignoring death, there was always an inexplicable guilt.

I am like a fake leader of change, mixed in with a group of heroes who really yearn for change and hope, fight for the future of their compatriots, and are desperate.

I, who is familiar with history, know that the real hero of the era should be Mu Jiqiu, the rising empress in the future, fighting against the evil disaster, but I snatched her "grandpa" to pave the way for myself.

And deal with Jing Ge?
Wu Lang has always been very clear about grievances and resentments.

You catch me parading in the street, I will kill your father.

But no matter what, this time I have too many burdens on my shoulders, so I can only bite the bullet and go on.

Xing Hanhan looked at the battlefield for a while, and suddenly frowned and said: "But it's not enough, you cut off his luck, he still has the dragon energy stored in the seal of the emperor, and he has a magic weapon in hand, and it is still very important to suppress two of the same level." I hope that even if these two are of the same rank, they are not of ordinary combat power. Let's go to Senior Meng Po!"

Wu Lang fell silent as he watched the battlefield in Jinghuang City.

Things did go beyond my expectations.

Cutting down the opponent's realm, the Taoist heart was greatly damaged, and the cultivation base plummeted. Under the heavy injury, he still had the upper hand with one enemy and two in the same realm.

After all, he is an emperor, and his cards are terrifying.

But he was not the backstage, so Wu Lang went down the mountain to find Po Meng without hesitation.

Granny Meng also smiled, "Very good, he did a good job. That man was indeed terrifying when he was young, but now he is too old. He was already sleeping and hanging for his life. He is trying to hold on. He just needs to be the last straw to crush the camel's back." .”

She didn't say much. After all, the situation was urgent, so she threw out a cheat book: "Take it, learn the secret technique of dragon veins in the cheat book—the law sword, which is suitable for now."

"Thank you, Senior Meng Po."

Wu Lang didn't say much, and felt that Granny and Sister Meng were reliable, so he directly took the secret technique and began to study it.

Boom!

In Jingge City.

Above the sky, the old Human Sovereign kept attacking, causing the two of them to retreat steadily.

The space was slightly shattered by that terrifying battle, and the terrifying pressure swept across the ground to form a huge gust of wind, which cut off a section of the surrounding mountain peaks and forests.

The battle in this picture is already unimaginable for ordinary monks.

On the other side, the dragon veins in the void, the golden little dragon, roared faintly. Among them was a vague figure in a dragon robe cross-legged, with a dragon-patterned sword vaguely gathered in his hand, shining golden light and majestic.

"Contemporary Emperor, tyranny is lawless!"

A phantom shrouded in golden flames slowly opened his mouth and said:

"Now, even though I'm not the emperor, I've got a bit of luck. Sitting on the temple of the world, I should hold the sword of the law. I will kill the faint king and the courtiers! Blame the current tyrant! Take back the emperor's seal!"

"Now we have counted the three layers of ironclad evidence, historical evidence, material evidence, and personal evidence, please let the world decide!"

As the sound vibrates, it seems to form a humane hymn that is barely visible, forming a mountain roar and a tsunami, gathering the prayers of the people all over the world.

The people in countless places all stared wide-eyed to witness this scene.

"Damn it! You sage. You sage." In the distance, the eyes of the old emperor who was really fighting were red, as if he saw some slanderous bastard, and he was so angry that he became more devilish!

If you want to add a crime, why do you have no excuses? ? ?
The sword of the law is to hold a public trial in the world, listen to the opinions of the people in the world, and let the people carry out a fair punishment. Voting is generally used to sanction the emperor's relatives.

But in front of you, you actually use a fake sin?

Forcibly buckled on my head?
Judge me?Want to take away my magic weapon?
This old human emperor was stunned. He had lived for so many years until he was on the verge of death, relying on the immortal medicine to hang his life. In his whole life, he had never seen such a serious person who turned black and white. Is this really a sage?
However, Wu Lang looked calm and dignified, and slowly pointed to the sky:
"The sword of the law please!"

Boom!

The condensed golden hazy sword follows the people's will, and gathers in the people's opinions one by one, but it is one-sided.

"The people are fair, and the crime is convicted!"

A dharma sword stared slowly, converging in the void, and the pure white light beam condensed into a sharp sword, piercing through the golden clouds of luck, with a white and holy brilliance.

"Where the long sword points, the hearts of the people will follow!"

Wu Lang stretched out his hand and waved, his expression cold and heartless, "Cut!"

The sword of justice brought together by the luck of the golden dragon vein gathered the hearts of the people of the world and slowly slashed at the current Emperor Renhuang, cutting off his connection with the seal of the Emperor Renhuang.

boom!
"Damn!!! Damn!!! Really damn!!!"

puff!

The old man fought frantically with the two, but a mouthful of old blood spewed out.

I don't know if it's maddened by anger, or completely obsessed after losing the magic weapon.

Boom!

"Heaven wants to destroy my lineage!!" The old man's hair was disheveled, his body was covered in blood, and without the protection of the Human Emperor's Seal, he completely lost his roots. He was surrounded by a complex and chaotic aura, and was attacked by two beings next to him. He was at the end of his strength .

(End of this chapter)