The Green Shirts in the Martial Arts Rivers and Lakes

Chapter 230
Inside the Shangjing Imperial Palace, all the ministers in the palace were discussing their own affairs, all of them looked dignified.

The gold master Wanyan Cheng was fidgeting, as if the high-quality soft blanket under his body had become a nail-board sword, his eyes were fixed on the snow outside the hall, and the fine wine in his hand had already spilled out, but he still couldn't help it. Knowing, the heartstrings were tense, as if waiting for something, the pupils trembled even more.

The air freezes like an iceberg that never melts,

Most of the courtiers in the hall also held their breath, not daring to take a breath.

"boom!"

It's just that in the snow and frost, there was a loud noise suddenly falling from the sky, which shocked everyone to tremble.

While everyone was dazed, a gigantic figure shook its head and squeezed out from the wind and snow, as if the sky was collapsing and the earth was trembling.

After seeing what it was, all the courtiers shuddered, staggered back with numb scalp, and collapsed on the ground with weak legs and feet, screaming again and again, and turned pale in shock.

"Stone... stone lion!"

The stone lion stepped in, complete in form and spirit, with bright eyes, looking like a living thing.

And there was a man riding on the lion's back.

Chen Zhuo lowered his saber eyes, swept across the court, and finally landed on Wanyan Cheng's face.

"You are the emperor of the Kingdom of Jin?"

I saw this person let out a deep breath, frowned and squinted, his face turned from white to blue, he drank the wine in the glass up his throat, then smashed the wine glass, leaned on the chair and asked, "What do you want?"

The hoarse and hoarse voice sounded like gold and stone rubbing against each other, extremely ear-piercing.

The stone lion arrived first, and then saw a large number of golden soldiers chasing after them, rushing over.

Chen Zhuo didn't answer, but flipped down the lion's back, the stone lion immediately turned its head and tail, turned around the stone body, turned around and rushed forward.

He didn't speak, but just moved forward, walking towards Wanyan Sheng.

The courtiers and generals on both sides were all shocked, some were silent like cicadas, some were eager to protect the lord, desperately protecting each other, and in a few moments, several figures flew to intercept him.

But everyone's eyes were blurred, Chen Zhuo's figure flickered, and he had passed by several people, with a horizontal knife in his hand, the blade was cold.

And those few people flew forward, and their bodies were broken quietly in front of everyone's eyes, like a kite with a broken string, flying far away without losing momentum.

Only in Wanyan Cheng's pale face and trembling eyes, Chen Zhuo dragged his knife and walked up the steps step by step. The eyes under the facial makeup flashed, and the gold master had already slumped down from the dragon chair. , Kneeling aside.

"How brave!"

Suddenly there was a frightened roar outside the hall, resounding through the sky.

Hearing another scream, two confronting figures jumped and flew towards them from a distance.

One of them clenched his right fist tightly and smashed it horizontally amidst the howling sound. The strength of Ba Lie's fist seemed to shake the sky, the wind and snow collapsed, the sky distorted, and he smashed towards Chen Zhuo across the air like an overwhelming sea.

Heaven and Earth Overlord Fist.

The turbulent air waves swelled, and the frost and snow poured into the hall like a tidal current. The blowing caused everyone to stagger and couldn't open their eyes, all of them were covered in a vast expanse of whiteness.

Chen Zhuo squinted his eyes and concentrated, holding the knife with both hands, and only pulled out a blade to disperse the snow wave.

Slashing with a knife, there was no abnormal sound, but the frost and snow seemed to be split by an invisible sharp edge. It was like a broken bamboo.

Even the top of the hall also had a straight cut mark under this terrifying knife force.

"boom!"

The two domineering air machines collided in the air, the wind and snow suddenly turbulent, the roof of the temple exploded, and the wood and stone were scattered.

As the sky dipped and the snow fell, Chen Zhuo looked at Wan Yanjue who was filled with horror and hatred, and Chen Zhuo swept the snow petals on the dragon chair with a flick of his sleeve.

Wanyan Cheng's heart trembled, he saw it, this was the answer, the person in front of him didn't want anything, he just wanted to destroy Jin Guo.

And in the middle of the snow in the sky, Wanyan Jue was frightened, the formidable enemy he met in front of him was the only one he had ever seen in his life, he only distracted himself with a punch, almost killed him on the spot.

He said in a hoarse voice: "As expected, it is the Central Plains Shenzhou. It is very powerful. It is unexpected that after Wei Qingqing, you can give birth to such masters as the two of you. I really hate it!!"

The general situation in this world should belong to his Jurchen family, the Liao Kingdom has perished, the Great Song Dynasty has long been strong outsiders, the emperor is fatuous, powerful ministers are in power, and the people are full of grievances, but why...why did such two extreme figures emerge.

Could it be that this is God's will?
Guan Qi didn't move, but everything around him was infected by energy, and all of them emitted infinite murderous intent, and the sword energy rushed in all directions.

"Stop talking nonsense, the winner will be the king and the loser!"

Wanyanjue stood in the invisible sword energy with Haotian Gangqi, he laughed, his voice sounded like a cuckoo weeping blood, "That's right, yes, winners and losers, but you haven't won yet, my Jurchen Erlang will never You were slaughtered, willing to accept your fate, just relying on the two of you to destroy our country, it's just wishful thinking."

"That's right, Your Majesty, today is the time of life and death for the Kingdom of Jin. If you still have the backbone, stand up."

A cold hum sounded, it turned out to be Jin Wushu.

He led the personal guards in the palace to join the army outside the palace.

On the other side, many Jurchen royal families in the palace, men, women, old and young also held weapons, and looked at Chen Zhuo sitting on the dragon chair viciously, looking as if he was going to die.

Chen Zhuo pressed the handle of the knife, and looked at the dolls in their teens and teens. Facing those beast-like eyes, murderous intent suddenly surged in their calm eyes.

For some things, you either don’t do it, or if you want to do it, you do it and kill it.

He suddenly turned his head to look at Wanyan Sheng, and said softly: "Benhou's boots are dirty, if you clean them, I will spare you!"

As soon as these words came out, the countless golden soldiers outside the hall were instantly angry, and their eyes turned red, shouting to kill Zhentian, as if they were going to swallow Chen Zhuo alive, and there was no fear in their eyes.

"puff!"

And the stone lion in front of the hall, which was killing all directions, was scattered by the sea of ​​people and crushed into dust.

too many people.

"kill!"

Suddenly, a young child pulled out a scimitar taller than himself, held it high and rushed into the hall, killing Chen Zhuo.

Chen Zhuo's eyes moved slightly, originally they were calm, but when he glanced at the chain of bones around the child's neck, his eyes gradually changed.

It was a string of necklaces strung together by polished finger bones, at least thirty pieces, varying in thickness, a human bone necklace.

The four eyes met, and the child suddenly lost his mind and froze on the spot.

"Are they all from the Song Dynasty..." Chen Zhuo settled down, and after a moment of silence, he suddenly let out a long sigh, "Forget it, then take all the sins on me."

The next moment, with the light of the knife in his hand, a head was blown away.

"I... have no choice but to kill him!"

He stood up with the saber in his hand, stroked the saber, without looking at Wanyan Cheng, who was dazed beside him, with a flick of his sleeve, he was sent flying away without any movement.

"kill!"

All the golden soldiers seemed to be completely insane, insane, with ferocious faces, swarming towards Chen Zhuo like a group of wild beasts and evil spirits, regardless of their care, forgetting life and death, just wanting to kill him ten thousand times Cut, five horses quartered corpse.

Chen Zhuo was condescending, raised his knife and descended the steps, and kicked the headless corpse flying away.

As the blood rained down, they fought again.

These people seem to have lost their minds, they don't care about the rules, and there are some people who are not afraid of death, they rush forward to bite with their teeth bared, stretch out their arms to hug them, and risk their lives to make moves.

As soon as Chen Zhuo lifted the saber, the blade dragged horizontally, his body turned like a top, and under the blade, there were bursts of blood, foam and meat, and the stomach and intestines were scattered, and the wind was strong.

The crazy faces that were already full of evil were suddenly stained red by the rain of blood, making them even more frightening.

Chen Zhuo only felt that there were hands and feet in all directions, and swords and soldiers in all directions, countless swords, lights and swords, endless ferocious faces, stumped limbs and broken arms.

The monstrous murderous intent not only infected these Jurchens who came out of the white mountains and black waters, but also infected Chen Zhuo.

He possesses the supreme murderous intent, and is most sensitive to murderous intentions. With the addition of six senses, with a turn of his mind, what he feels is not the seven emotions and six desires, but the monstrous killing intent sent by thousands of people towards him, as if the world has already disappeared. There is no place to stay, and it seems like you are in Shura's purgatory. There are no living people around, only evil ghosts like Shura, who want to devour their souls and kill them.

"kill!"

In this bloody, wild, cruel and insane collision, Chen Zhuo was completely jealous.

With the supreme killing intent, the killing intent is wide open, with the thought of one person, it can defeat ten thousand killing intents.

The light of the saber radiates in all directions, but there is no enemy who is close to him, they all fall at Chen Zhuo's feet, piled up layer by layer, blood flowing like a river,
Not long after, the corpses were piled up like a mountain, almost to the top of the hall, flesh and blood rolled down, and countless golden soldiers climbed up to catch up, like a ghost crawling out of the underworld, his eyes clear and bright were invaded by murderous intent, scarlet One piece, surrounded from all directions, seemed to want to drag Chen Zhuo into a situation of eternal doom.

Chen Zhuo stepped up from the mountain of corpses, slashing the knife in his hand, frantically harvesting the life under his feet, and with his other hand he made false fingers repeatedly, his spiritual thoughts turned into arrows, and shot in all directions.

Sometimes he opened his mouth to spit, sometimes he exhaled like a roar, his eyes were wide open, his legs were even better, and he used almost all means.

But even so, he still couldn't kill him.

Feeling that the energy in his body was rapidly depleting, even Chen Zhuo had no choice but to spare his strength.

It's just that he spared no effort, and suddenly saw several figures flying towards him, and the person in front of him was Jin Wushu.

The weapons held by the remaining few people turned out to be the extremely rare "Zhua", which was the last of the [-] types of weapons, but it was also one of the strangest types of weapons.

This "Lao" is about five feet long and looks like a cane, but the head of the cane is an iron claw shaped like an eagle's claw. The claws are hardened with poison, and after probing and scratching, they have directly grabbed Chen Zhuo's hands, feet, and limbs.

The four of them shook their wrists again, and the iron claw flew out from the staff with a "swoosh", and there was a hidden clue behind the claw, which could capture the enemy from the air.

Chen Zhuo's eyes flicked around in his eye sockets, the knife in his hand flashed suddenly, and turned into a long spear, the gun lighted up, and the four of them had turned down the mountain of corpses clutching their throats.

Seeing this, Jin Wushu's pupils trembled, and he was about to retreat, but saw a little cold star flying through the sky, and Chen Zhuo threw his spear with a flick of his spear.

Seeing this, the Jin soldiers below have already jumped up, wanting to rescue them.

Sure enough, they saved it.

The five Jurchen strong hands moved together and blocked the shot.

Jin Wushu escaped to die again, but before he landed, a big hand suddenly pulled in quickly in his field of vision, making his face ashen, but in an instant it turned ferocious again, advancing instead of retreating, and raised his fist to meet him.

It's just that his eyes quickly went dark, and his head was grabbed by the big hand.

Chen Zhuo actually jumped off the mountain of corpses, wandering away covered in lightning, striding wildly, and anyone who touched it was killed on the spot.

He tossed the golden Wushu with his hand, and the flying corpse exploded in the air.

Not far away, Wanyanjue witnessed the brutal massacre of his royal descendants, blood seemed to come from his eyes.

Even if he wins today, his foundation has been ruined and his vitality has been seriously injured. Right now, he can only pin his hopes on Wanyan Zonghan.

"In that case, then I will fight to the death with you."

Guan Qi showed disdain on his face, and was about to speak, when he suddenly frowned and looked up at the sky, he said in a daze, "The time has come?"

With the energy dissipated, he finally made a move.

Wanyan's determination was overwhelmed, although she didn't understand the meaning of Guan Qi's words, she still focused on it.

This person has not made a move yet, and he already has unrivaled wealth by virtue of his aura, and if he makes a move now, it will definitely be a big deal, and it will be earth-shattering.

Guan Qiyi raised his single hand, and suddenly pointed.

He first refers to the dead leaves on the ground, the dead leaves fly up, and the sharp edges are exposed; then he refers to the cold wind, the cold wind is harsh, leaving marks on the stone; Pointing at Feixue for the last time, the sword energy breathed out on top of the snow petals.

All tangible and intangible things give birth to immeasurable sharpness, exhale into a sword, and eyes can also be a sword. Wherever the line of sight reaches, there is nothing that cannot become a sword.

Wanyanjue's pupils first contracted and then expanded, and he clenched his fists, his whole body was filled with golden light, and the Haotian Gang Qi was almost pushed to the extreme, like a bronze statue of a golden Buddha.

Dead leaves are swords, cold winds are swords, frost is swords, wind and snow are swords...

Everything instantly turned into a river of sword energy, involving Wanyan Jue.

Wanyanjue raised his momentum, and his thin and rickety body suddenly stood up straight. He clenched his right fist and used his protective energy to move forward step by step. Step by step, the ground seemed to be collapsing under his feet, and a crack spread out from under his feet. In front of Guan Qi.

Guan Qi moved his feet together, and the crack instantly closed.

It's just that he looked at Wanyan Jue's powerful punch, his eyes suddenly shone brightly, "This is... Wei Qingqing's Qianyi?"

He wasn't sure.

At that time, Wei Qingqing combined the thousand and one moves of "Wind Knife, Frost Sword" into one move, accumulating the momentum of thousands of moves, shocking the past and shining today, making him an invincible opponent all over the world, named "Thousand One"; but now this Even though Wanyan Jue used punches to move, it was a little bit more powerful.

"Didn't you get Wei Qingqing's inheritance?"

Guan Qi's fighting spirit was high.

I think his biggest regret in this life is that he did not live with Wei Qingqing and compete for supremacy with him; since he founded the "Mitian League", he has searched for each other's traces in all directions in the world, but it is a pity that he still has no clue. Now this person Even if he didn't get the true biography, it was enough to make him excited to be able to reproduce the shadow of "Qian Yi".

When Guan Qi lifted his index finger, the river of sword energy suddenly retracted and became invisible, as if condensed on one finger, the fingertips unexpectedly burst out with sword energy.

I saw the two people walking towards each other, approaching step by step, and when they were one step away, both sides made moves at the same time.

Wan Yanjue pushed out with one punch, Guan Qi held out his index finger.

The sword points to the bullying fist.

"Boom!"

Two moves to hedge.

I don't want to have a very amazing scene.

But seeing where Guan Qi was pointing, his index finger seemed to lightly touch the water, causing a layer of shallow ripples.

"how can that be?"

But under Wanyan Jue's gaze, the ripples were only the size of a bowl, but there were cracks in the void like broken ice, especially where the fingertips were pointing. A dark hole.

Shocking.

Wanyanjue opened his mouth and moved his lips, but before he could utter a word, the expression on his face was instantly stiff and dull, and the light in his eyes quickly dissipated.

But seeing that his whole body started from the right fist he punched, it was like being molded by mud and sand, scattered in the wind and snow.

"what!"

Chen Zhuo was still fighting back and forth among the crowd, when suddenly he heard a shocking howl resounding through the sky, straight up to the sky.

An indescribable feeling suddenly filled everyone's hearts.

Heart palpitations! !
He subconsciously restrained his murderous intentions, looked intently at the sound, and suddenly saw an astonishing scene in front of him.

Guan Qi held the sky with one hand, and pointed his sword straight at the sky. Before the sword energy was released, the energy flowed out, and there seemed to be a thin line between the sky and the earth, and the snow curtain was divided into two halves, making it difficult to close.

Everyone was shocked by this scene, and those who were red-eyed were also shocked. They were frightened awake on the spot, staring blankly at the terrifying and strange scene in the snow.

Guan Qi's black robe was rolled upside down, his black hair stood on end, his whole body seemed to be lifted up slowly by a strong wind, his feet were off the ground, and he was suspended in the air without falling.

He looked down and looked at Chen Zhuo, "Brother Chen, Guan will accompany you here, go ahead, don't come too late, I will go...hahahaha..."

Amidst the passionate laughter, Guan Qi's sword finger suddenly saw a ray of soaring sword energy condensed into substance, directly hitting the void.

When the wind and snow passed by, the laughter still lingered in the world, but there were no traces of people.

　Two in one, some things are delayed today, make up more tomorrow.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)