Call of the Deer

Chapter 126 The ghost strikes, the blood sword kills the master

Seeing the nearly annihilated Taiping Luxun, Zhang Jiao couldn't get his blood flowing smoothly for a moment, and passed out.

These peace fighters are his painstaking efforts, and it is really unacceptable that all of them were lost in the hands of the coalition forces.

When Zhang Jiao woke up again, looking at the sky where the solitary moon was hanging, he felt extremely desolate. His two younger brothers had all died at the hands of the coalition forces, and his generals had been beheaded one after another. He was already alone at this moment.

How to survive in the hands of many princes in Dongzhou is a great challenge for him, because at this moment, he has cut off all his retreats by sacrificing the lives of millions of people.

So I can only rely on the power of the magic soldiers. This means that the arrow is on the string, and I have to launch it!
Immediately, Zhang Jiao's eyes became icy cold, and there was a flash of sternness and madness in his eyes, and then he walked directly to the blood pool underground in the Eastern Imperial City.

Arriving at the high platform in the pool of blood, looking at the sword gleaming with blood, Zhang Bao took out something from his bosom, an extremely worn-out scroll, written in blood on it, which looked extremely permeable.

"The demon soldiers are born, blood is sacrificed to the sword, the demon power dominates the world, who will control the ups and downs!"

Sixteen big bloody characters were imprinted in Zhang Jiao's mind, and at this moment, a trace of hesitation and intolerance appeared in Zhang Jiao's eyes for the first time.

"Ning'er, don't blame your father for being cruel. If you want to blame it, blame you for being born in a prince's family in troubled times..."

Zhang Jiao closed his eyes in pain, a trace of violence and helplessness flashed in his eyes, and then his eyes became extremely cold.

"Come on, go and ask Miss to come see my celestial master..."

On the other side, Wei Qing, Guo Jia and others are also plotting something in the mansion at the moment.

"General Wei, now that Zhang Jiao is not going to send troops, the coalition forces can't do anything to them for a while, and our strength is not enough to open the city gates to let the coalition forces enter the city. What should we do?"

One of them said with a sad face, while Wei Qing looked at the pale young man sitting in the corner of the room, and said, "Feng Xiao, is it time to start the plan?"

The young man took a sip of the wine, pondered for a moment, a gleam of wisdom flashed in his eyes, and said, "Don't worry, wait until Zhang Jiao starts to die for the magic sword, otherwise you will scare the snake!"

"Report, Tianshi urgently invites Miss Zhang Ning to meet him in the blood pond..."

At this moment, the guards outside the mansion rushed to report. Guo Jia heard the words, his eyes flashed, and he continued: "Everything is ready, I only owe Dongfeng!"

Everyone didn't understand why, only Wei Qing's eyes flashed with joy, and he looked at the young man in surprise, and the young man nodded slowly, which was his answer.

"General Wei, Mr. Guo felt a little uncomfortable, so he resigned first..."

After the young man left, he left quickly through the back door and took a carriage to another mansion, this mansion was the residence of Zhang Jiao's daughter Zhang Ning.

"Brother Guo, you are here, and you really hit the mark. My father sent someone to tell me to go to the underground forbidden area. What do you think I should do?"

The man had already entered the mansion, and there was a stunning woman in his arms, and she said in a delicate voice, this person is Zhang Ning, the daughter of Zhang Jiao.

"Sister Ning, don't be afraid, I have already thought of a countermeasure for you, and you... in this way, you will be fine..."

"Then will this do any harm to my father?" Zhang Ning asked with some concern.

"There will be no fear of life, at most it will be a loss of some effort..." The young man shook his head and said.

"Okay, you hide first, and leave the rest to me..."

The young man comforted him, and then secretly entered the study in the backyard.

Not long after, the young man walked out of the study, and the person behind him was another Zhang Ning.

This person is exactly the same as Zhang Jiao's daughter, with every frown and cluster, it seems to be carved out of Zhang Ning's body. It is estimated that Zhang Jiao would not be able to tell the difference even if he saw it.

"Listen up, this trip is very dangerous for you, and you have narrowly escaped death. Now it's too late to regret it..."

The young man looked at the woman and said with some unbearable heart.

"My lord, needless to say, Zhang Jiao's dog thief killed 360 lives of my family. This hatred is irreconcilable. Even if I die, I will make Zhang Jiao pay for his life and avenge my family. I only hope that my lord can take care of my poor child..."

The woman said very resolutely, as if she was afraid that the young man would go back on his word and not be able to take revenge.

"Hey, why are you bothering? Forget it, you can rest assured that I will take good care of your daughter, raise him up, and find a good family..."

The young man sighed and said.

After that, the woman followed Zhang Jiao to the forbidden area.

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"Father, are you looking for me?"

The woman followed Zhang Jiao's soldiers to the underground pool of blood. At this moment, Zhang Jiao turned his back to the woman and looked at the bloody long sword in front of him.

"Ning'er, my father has been raising you for so many years, and I want to see you get married as soon as possible... Unfortunately, I can't see it anymore. The princes of Dongzhou are watching. Once my father is defeated, all the descendants of my Zhang family will be killed. You are not immune to the massacre, for the fate of the Zhang family, my father can only abandon you, don't blame my father..."

Before he finished speaking, Zhang Jiao pulled out the blood sword decisively and stabbed directly.

"puff!"

"Father, you..."

Fake Zhang Ning's eyes widened, as if he couldn't believe it. His father decided to stab him with a sword. As the fake Zhang Ning's eyes began to loosen, when he was dying, he suddenly showed a look of relief.

"Father, I'll wait for you..."

Then the fake Zhang Ning was pushed into the river of blood by Zhang Jiao, and was drowned by the blood river of the armed police.

At the same time, the bottomless pool of blood began to surge, and all the red blood poured into the blood sword.

"Hahaha, the Lingling Sword has finally been forged, and I have killed all directions, hahaha..."

Looking at the trembling blood sword, Zhang Jiao howled crazily, his eyes were full of fire.

And at this moment, dark clouds gathered above the Eastern Imperial City, thousands of thunder and lightning formed in an instant, and the lightning flashed and thundered, just like a scene of the end of the world.

"The final battle is about to begin..."

Bei Minghao outside the East Emperor City looked at the endless thunder and black clouds, and muttered to himself; while the other princes also looked at the scene of annihilation in shock.

Rumble!
Crackling!Click!
boom!
A bloody thunderbolt descended from the sky and landed in the Eastern Imperial City. In an instant, the houses in the Eastern Imperial City were turned into ruins, flying sand and stones.

boom!
The second thunderbolt, the third thunderbolt, and the ninth thunderbolt landed. At this moment, the East Emperor City was in a mess, and many bandits were turned into ashes by the thunderbolt.

After nine thunderbolts, the dark clouds began to dissipate, and a burst of blood energy shot straight into the sky, the momentum was extremely astonishing, and blood energy filled the sky.

"Hahaha, Ling Tu Lingcheng, I want to kill everyone, kill..."

Suddenly, Zhang Jiao's extremely stern voice came from the East Emperor City, which made people feel a chill in their hearts.

In the Eastern Imperial City, Zhang Jiao looked at the blood sword in front of him. The word "Tu Ling" was engraved on the blade of the blood sword, which was extremely intimidating.

And the fiery look in Zhang Jiao's eyes was undisguised, he picked up the blood sword, cut his palm, and dripped blood into the blood sword.

As the blood donation dripped onto the blood sword, the blood sword began to tremble, continuously absorbing Zhang Jiao's blood donation, absorbing the blood donation extremely greedily.

As the blood sword was absorbed, Zhang Jiao's face turned pale, and at the same time his face changed drastically. He didn't know what happened to Tu Lingjian and why he didn't stop.

The frightened Zhang Jiao wanted to throw Tu Lingjian away, but Tu Lingjian seemed to be stuck to his hand, and he couldn't shake it off no matter how hard he tried.

"No, I can't die."

At this moment, Zhang Jiao turned pale with shock, his face was bloodless, and he screamed with all his strength, but unfortunately his voice became weaker and weaker, and no one could save him.

Struggling desperately, Zhang Jiao's struggle slowly became weaker and weaker, and finally fell to the ground. After the blood sword devoured Zhang Jiao's blood donation, it began to devour Zhang Jiao's flesh and blood.

Not long after, Zhang Jiao became skinny, leaving only a pair of human skin.

A generation of uprising leaders finally died on top of the major events they had planned. They simply died without a whole body.

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(End of this chapter)