lethal arsenal

Chapter 281: Killing Through the City (End)

Concubine Yi stood on the edge of the arrow tower. She missed one shot and did not add a second arrow.

The purple robe on her body was swinging back and forth, as if she could jump off at any time.

"what do you want?"

"Profit, power, wealth or fame? You can take the powder from the Sixth Palace. I can also give up the Dragon Qi of the Qing Dynasty and use all the Dragon Qi to support your martial arts cultivation. The Supreme Realm does not mean that The road ahead is dead, but to illustrate the point, there is no limit to the road ahead. This means that you need more and more effective resources."

"And if you kill me, you will never get more. The power of the squire, the county offices, and the people who rebel against you will be as many as the stars in the sky. If you keep me, it will help you integrate more effectively. These powers. The teacher has a reputation, the righteousness belongs to me, and I use it for you, so that you can get the maximum benefit. No matter which one of the Eight Great Gus, it is impossible to promise these to you!"

"Who would be willing to give up the throne to you..."

Even at this moment, Concubine Yi thought that Lin Dong was the supreme master invited by the Eight Great Gu Ming, and lacked a clear understanding of his identity.

Lin Dong just felt bored listening to her noise, so he interrupted her, "Concubine Yi." Lin Dong's voice paused, "I want to kill you, it has nothing to do with any grudges, it's just because I want to kill you! And yet! You talk too much nonsense.”

The veins on Lin Dong's neck protruded, and the black crack behind him opened up. He took out something from the yin soil, and it was very heavy in his hand.

The dark iron ring shook uncontrollably, and the sound of dragging the iron anchor was particularly harsh in this city filled with empty military tents.

A huge iron anchor filled her eyes, and Concubine Yi stopped trying to beg for mercy.

Instead, he turned his head slightly and called softly: "Sister Ci'an."

Behind her, a tall figure squatted, slowly stood up and stretched his muscles. What was shocking was that this thing actually had six arms.

They come in groups of two and come out from the armpits and shoulders.

Another thing to mention is that the Ci'an sister of Concubine Yi has two faces, one sad and one happy, like a pipa hugging each other.

She stood quietly behind Concubine Yi, like a strange statue in a thousand-year-old temple.

In order to make it easier to swallow dragon energy, it turned out that the Queen Mother of the Qing court had been refined into an immortal creature.

"No wonder the people in the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom call you Qingyao. It seems there is a reason and the name is not wrong."

As soon as the yin object stood on the arrow tower, even though it was ten feet away, the thick yin energy hit him head-on like a tidal wave.

Ci'an showed a sad face, wrapped in a scarlet robe with wide sleeves and trailing, and stood side by side with Concubine Yi.

One purple and one red, it looks particularly evil.

"Suffer to death!"

Lin Dong grasped it with both hands, planted his feet on the ground, and spun violently.

"Big tornado!"

He roared, and the anchor rotated rapidly, vaguely showing a hint of the unique skill of the King of Strength.

The difference is that when King Li turns the iron chain, he is trying to form a cocoon of air to block Lin Dong's punch from the Sky-Breaking Gate, while Lin Dong's attack at this moment is to blow strong wind, forming a tornado like a dragon drawing water. The more it turns, the more it turns. , the kinetic energy exerted on the anchor became more terrifying and exaggerated.

boom!
The watchtower, which was more than ten feet high, shattered suddenly. When the anchor rotated, the spiral air flow generated swept up the broken stones and wooden stubble all over the sky.

Like a black missile, the huge iron anchor slammed into the Qing court demon who jumped up from the arrow tower.

"Where?"

Lin Dong did not receive the kill prompt, which naturally meant that the enemy was not dead.

Suddenly.

His ears twitched and he turned his head to glance. Among the smoke and dust in the sky, the evil thing penetrated the mist and came straight towards it.

Compassion?

There was a little bit of compassion on Ci'an's face, but in his bones there was still a rich and heavy death and yin energy.

call!
The whistling knife shadow flashed past, cutting a seven or eight meter gap in the scarlet robe that was thrown at him. At the same time, half of Ci'an's arm was also cut open.

At the moment when the opponent attacked, he fluttered his sleeves and drew out the Japanese-cutting sword from the underworld.

Plasma spurted out.

The vagina was in pain, and the other arms clenched their fists and struck hard at Lin Dong. In an instant, they were already in front of him.

Veins popped up on Lin Dong's forehead, and a fierce light flashed between his brows and eyes, facing Ci'an's strange, sinister and terrifying face.

From the corner of his eye, he glanced at other locations.

You know, the indistinguishable Concubine Yi is still hiding in the dark, waiting for an opportunity.

Hair flew, and the blade touched the incoming fist.

"die!"

Concubine Yi, soaked in blood, emerged from the billowing smoke and stood beside Lin Dong. She held a talisman between her fingers and shot it out with a snap of her fingers. The talisman quickly turned into a fireball larger than a washbasin.

Against the backdrop of firelight.

The muscle lines of the arm holding the knife are like a clear spring flowing through the rocks, and little drops of blood are dripping from the blade.

Five or six arms struck at the same time, and their fists landed on the blade, making a cracking sound like rolling thunder.

Lin Shou suddenly raised the blade in his hand and punched his opponent twice with his body. The sharp blade passed across and cut Ci'an's face open. His compassionate face was immediately chopped into two pieces.

The skin and flesh were broken open, and blood was pouring down on the head.

Lin Dong paused, took advantage of the situation, turned around, and split the scorching fireball away with his knife.

In the sporadic firelight, Yinwu turned its head exaggeratedly, turning from sorrow to joy. Its four iron-like arms locked Lin Dong's shoulders, waist, hips, and arms respectively. The rugged arms were like shackles, fixing Lin Dong's hands and feet, trying to make him Unable to move.

Lin Dong rolled his eyes and pretended to be controlled by him.

Concubine Yi said with a face full of resentment: "I thought you were such a hero, but it turns out you are nothing more than that."

The blood vessels on the blue face were knotted, and there was a cold chill in the ferocious face.

Pulling off the green hairpin on his head, he held the hairpin like a dagger in one hand, and a sword energy suddenly burst out from the tip of the hairpin. It seemed that this was a magic weapon created by a master of martial arts.

It is not surprising that the Qing Dynasty has been a country for more than two hundred years and has a rich family fortune.

"The madman shall die!"

The sword hairpin was inserted suddenly.

The limbs and arms kept twisting and exerting force, wrapping around Lin Dong's body.

Lin Dong curled his lips and made no sound, but his mouth shape was undoubtedly saying: "You're done."

The eyebrows were inverted, with a fierce look on his face, and his figure was like a twisted wave of water, constantly swaying.

next moment.

Under the setting sun, Concubine Yi's long shadow couldn't help but squirm, and a dark shadow rose from the ground!

Missed in one hit.

The sword hairpin made a sharp air-explosion sound and pierced Yin Wu Ci'an's chest.

at the same time.

Concubine Yi turned her head, just in time to hit the knife. Blood beads fell from her forehead like a curtain.

Clear knife marks completely cut open the feminine face.

Lin Dong's figure gradually became clearer in the darkness.

"Ok?"

Lin Dong raised his eyebrows and saw a ghost suddenly jump out from Concubine Yi's head and rush towards the five-armed and double-faced Ci'an.

"Is this an attempt to seize souls? It's quite a beautiful idea."

There was a crash, the chain twitched, and the sound of cutting through the sky was heard. Lin Dong stretched out his left hand, and the palm of his hand cracked, and the chain wrapped in golden flames passed through the ghost.

Lin Dong had no interest in containing the other party's ghost, and the golden flame suddenly rose up, igniting Concubine Yi's soul in an instant.

"what!"

As the sun sets in the west, a beam of fire suddenly lights up in the city, and the shrill screams of ghosts can be vaguely heard in the air.

This stupid thing that has caused harm to the country for decades has completely disappeared...

Ci'en, who had been refined into a yin object, folded his arms, and his expression became more and more joyful. There was a sense of pleasure in his obscure and rigid eyes.

She lowered her head and bowed to Lin Dong, as if thanking Lin Dong for helping her escape from the sea of ​​suffering.

The remaining light of the setting sun was not strong, but it made the dark things burn quickly.

The fire light rose into the sky, and in the blazing flames, the playful expression on the face slowly became calmer.

"That's all, he's just a pathetic guy."

Lin Dong put away the Japanese-cutting knife and allowed the evil object to dissipate in the flames.

Lines of clear handwriting are outlined under the dancing light and shadow.

[Challenge mission - Dingshan River, current contribution value is 50.00%! 】

Half done?
Lin Dong raised his eyebrows. The contribution value provided by Imperial Concubine Yi was almost the combined value of the previous bosses. Sure enough, he was right. The contribution value was not determined by force, but by the impact on the historical process.But then again.

Concubine Yi was beheaded, the high priest and Taoist priest were imprisoned in the Demon Suppressing Palace, Yi was also exterminated, and the task was only half done.

Then, the only remaining thief is Zeng. Can he provide 50.00% by himself?

The value of two noble concubines and five high Taoists?
impossible?

The remaining fire dissipated.

A seed as big as a grain of rice shines brightly in the embers.

"Eight Bitter Seeds?"

Lin Dong grabbed it from the ground, "You have discovered the Eight Bitter Seeds - Hate! It has received an evaluation of 10 points. The current total score is 60 points. It has reached the minimum requirement for traveling through the world. You can travel through this world immediately for final settlement! You can also extend the travel The statute of limitations is three years at most!”

The clear voice reached his ears, and Lin Dong's heart tightened. He still had a lot of things to do?
Dingshanhe's mission has not been completed in a real sense.

We agreed to go to the Western Regions with Zuo Gong, how could we just leave like this?

"Delay! Stay in this world."

Lin Dong made his choice without hesitation.

"Warning, you can only be stationed for a maximum of three years, and you will be forced to leave after three years."

The originally indistinguishable voice of male and female turned into a woman's voice like a smokey voice, with a little charm and a touch of sharpness. The words fell out and disappeared without a trace.

Could it be that someone can control the arsenal?

Lin Dong narrowed his eyes and felt that it was absolutely impossible.

His current great power is integrated into his bones and blood. He doesn't think anyone can take it away easily, because it is a feeling that is closely related to the soul.

However, to a certain extent, the other party's level was too high for him to reach.

So such doubts, accumulated in the bottom of my heart, passed in a flash.

People in this world can only grasp the things of this world.

……

boom!boom!
The earth dragon turned over and the sand fell down like thousands of horses galloping.

The capital is in turmoil!

Starting from Xishan and in the Hebei and Jin areas, earthquakes occurred in several places. The earth cracked, mountains collapsed and springs gushed out, killing more than [-] people and injuring countless others. More than [-] cattle, horses and livestock were killed and injured.

The clouds were dim for a while.

In the cracked soil, the roots of century-old trees were exposed, as if they were overturned.

The Shinto gate tower of the Ming Tombs shook, and the statues of civil servants and generals were overturned.

The rising dust obscures the setting sun.

Among the suspended particles of dirt, what looked up was the furious face of Tong Hu, the master of the Wuji Sect.

"Zeng Guofan, you will not die well! You call yourself a saint in vain."

Tong Hu roared angrily, clenching his broad-jointed palm into a casserole-sized fist, and then punched the god-like shadow in the sandstorm.

The fist was rolling, and the energy split open a vacuum channel more than [-] meters long.

"Drill through the earth's veins and knock on the dragon's pass. You call yourself the emperor's disciple. This is how you act."

Yang Wudi sank into the bottom of the pit several feet deep. In an extremely small space, he drew a circle while walking diagonally. As he turned his palms, he held a huge spiral ball in his arms.

The black silt was wrapped around the surface of the spiral ball, forming a huge cannonball that was all black in color.

He gently lifted up the cannonball and flew it out of the pit. The stone bullet was about to hit the figure in the air. At this moment...

hold head high!
Zeng Guofan slowly opened his closed hands. Behind him, the Baizhang Dharmakaya and the crowned Emperor Wenchang, raised his head and followed the pattern of a gourd, and gently opened his closed palms.

A clever article appears in it.

“The art of self-denial—introspection itself.”

"It is forbidden to be full of anger, and it is forbidden to be exposed when the heart is full."

"Be determined in your heart and take charge of it yourself."

"Behave properly and speak with caution."

"The law is enshrined by Heaven. It should be upheld with fairness and practiced with benevolence."

Lines of writing floated by.

The ink-colored words "Kenji" flew out from the article and rushed towards Tong Hu with a powerful punch. With a violent collision, the already chaotic world was like thunder exploding, and billowing smoke and dust stirred up.

The phantom of Emperor Wenchang stood firm in the sky.

The word "JI" flew out and rose in the wind. In the blink of an eye, it was like a lead cloud covering Yang Wudi's head.

The dark clouds were so heavy that they were even heavier than Mount Tai. One cloud covered the sky and blocked out the sun!
Yang Wudi stood up to hold the ball, slowly raised his hands upward, and performed Tai Chi Cloud Hands to shake Kunlun!

The stone ball flew out, roaring like a dragon and a tiger, and slammed into the dark cloud above the head.

The third time, a line of writing jumped out, "Break it in your heart and take charge of it yourself!" The letters jumped into the well one after another like meteors dragging their tail flames.

"No!"

Tong Hu tried to stop him and exerted force suddenly. The same phantom rose up from the ground behind him, but it was a body of the Heavenly King with an angry look. However, under the pressure of Emperor Wenchang's appearance, the Heavenly King could not lift his head.

"There is no martial artist in the world better than Shi Dakai. Even if you find another way and cannot open the door to the supreme realm, you just cut a hole. Do you think you can see the way forward?"

"There are rules between heaven and earth, and there are rules under saints! If they are not yours, they will never be yours. Trying to go against the sky with human power is unprecedented in the ages! With overwhelming power, Xiang Yu also No way!”

"There is dragon vein luck in this capital, and the luck of the world is blessed. Shi Dakai wouldn't dare to be presumptuous in front of me, let alone you!"

"Tong Hu, Yang Wudi, if you are willing to respect me as your teacher, I am willing to hand over half of the Hunan Army to you."

Even at the current level of life and death struggle, Zeng Guofan still cherishes the martial arts talents of these two people.

Zeng Yaotou boasted that there was no one who could not be used in the world.

"Old man!"

Tong Hu shouted loudly, but in the end he did not open up the statue of Emperor Wenchang. Instead, he just watched the typeface of the article fall into the well.

What is locked under this well is the Dragon God who entered the pass back then.

When the dragon god comes out of seclusion, the world will be in good health.

Cuckoo.

The typeface falls apart when it hits the water, and only the context of the article continues to sink.

bang.

The clouds were shattered by the lifted stone bullets.

Yang Wudi stood up, jumped up, and said, "Hold on!" After saying this, he turned over and jumped into the bottom of the well. Zeng Guofan, who was in the air, just watched this scene coldly.

"you……"

Tong Hu couldn't help but feel slightly bitter, and secretly scolded Yang Wudi for being ignorant.

Yang Wudi turned over and fell into the well, chasing the article's energy that was scattered into the well.

When a martial artist fights a magician, he or she will suffer losses here. Confucianism, Buddhism, and Taoism all have their own methods, and among them, the Confucianism's articles and spells are the same as the Buddhist seed curses and the Taoist talismans and seals. They are so weird that the warriors in the world are confused. .

The scattered Qi veins are hard to find when blended into the water.

I don’t know how long he has been missing.

Yang Wudi felt that he seemed to have hit the bottom. There seemed to be a crack that seemed to be closed but not yet closed under the well mouth.

"Why is there still a crack at the bottom of this well?"

He was thinking in his mind, but his head hadn't turned around yet...

Suddenly, a crack opened.

A piece of scarlet.

In an instant, Yang Wudi woke up and realized that those cracks at the bottom of the well were eyelids that had not been completely closed.

Now that his eyelids were open, he was standing on the edge of the eyelids of a giant dragon with scarlet eyes.

The world-famous Suolong Well only covers one eye.

"Dragon God?"

He thought of the rumor that had something to do with the Qing army's kowtow and had not dissipated among the people for more than two hundred years.

(End of this chapter)