Hell Emperor

Chapter 55 Xia Wei - Bathed in Blood

Xia Wei galloped all the way back to Qingshi Town.

At the other end of the military camp, there was a roar of people, loud gongs and drums, lanterns and colorful decorations, and great joy. The townspeople gathered here to celebrate the hard-won victory, with joyful smiles on everyone's faces.

The Hengshan thieves went all the way south, robbed babies, and killed countless people. For a time, the townspeople were frightened and panicked. Finally, they were killed in Qingshi Town. When the news spread, the entire Qingshi Town was thrown into celebration. in the ocean.

Someone recognized Xia Wei and enthusiastically invited her to join the celebration banquet. She was the biggest contributor to killing the Hengshan Bandit, and her name had already spread throughout Qingshi Town. It can be said that without her, there would be no victory.

Xia Wei looked anxious, waved her hand to refuse the invitation, and soon came to a familiar room.

Before entering, she heard a heartbreaking sob. Xia Wei pushed open the door with trembling hands and saw Aunt Wang kneeling on the ground.

She hurried forward and tried to help Aunt Wang up, but she heard Aunt Wang covering her abdomen and letting out a cry of pain. Looking down, I realized that Aunt Wang's previously bulging belly had now flattened out.

"Miss Xia Wei..."

The severe pain after childbirth tortured Aunt Wang, but what really made her look gloomy and burst into tears was another thing.

Xia Wei pursed her lips tightly, clenched her fists, her knuckles almost turned white, and asked in a trembling voice: "Aunt Wang, where is your child?"

Aunt Wang had already burst into tears: "They said... that Qi Feng and I's child was the reincarnation of a demon. Poor my child, he just came into this world and I haven't even hugged him yet..."

Hearing this, something seemed to break quietly in Xia Wei's heart. Her eyes widened, and hot tears fell from her pupils, leaving two crystal tears on her pretty face. She held Aunt Wang's hand hard, His eyes were like fire, his silver teeth were clenched:

"Xia Wei will definitely help you seek justice!"

After taking care of Aunt Wang and lying down, Xia Wei's eyes were splitting, and a prairie fire of rage was burning in the depths of her eyes. She immediately went out and walked quickly towards the military camp filled with laughter and laughter.

In the school grounds, the iconic scar-faced head of the Hengshan Bandit was stuck on a long spear. The spear was raised high. Several townspeople were standing next to it, hitting the head with eggs, vegetable leaves, and stones to vent their anger. The resentment in my heart.

In the military camp, everyone was smiling and a grand celebration banquet was being held for the death of the Hengshan bandit. The aroma of wine overflowed, and exquisite dishes were everywhere. Even the usually stern commander Zhang Yong picked up a wine glass and drank with his subordinates. Only Xia Wei was alone, with a serious look on her face, and was out of tune with her surroundings.

"It's Miss Xia Wei! Miss Xia Wei is here!"

"We were able to kill the Hengshan bandits this time, thanks to Miss Xia Wei's help. She is our great benefactor in Qingshi Town!"

"Why is Miss Xia Wei still carrying the knife? The battle is over, come and taste the delicious food. These are the specialties of our Qingshi Town and cannot be eaten anywhere else."

Xia Wei's arrival aroused heated discussions among the nearby soldiers. As the person who made the first contribution in the battle, her every move attracted everyone's attention. Even the townspeople watching the excitement looked at her with eager expressions. Holding her.

Xia Wei didn't say a word, she was silent and repressed, her whole body was like a volcano about to erupt. She crossed the crowd and came straight to Zhao Shun and asked, "Where is the baby you took away before?"

"Baby?"

Zhao Shun also noticed Xia Wei's unkind look, put down his glass and said, "Are you talking about the babies kidnapped by the Hengshan robbers? Miss Xia Wei doesn't know, right? The Hengshan robbers practiced evil arts, and the babies were planted with demons by the Hengshan robbers." The baby will soon turn into a demon and cause endless troubles. Although we cannot bear it, we can only kill the baby with tears..."

"You are lying!"

Seeing that Zhao Shun was still looking dignified and upright, and thinking of the fate of those hundreds of babies, Xia Wei could no longer suppress the anger in her heart. She let out a low roar, suddenly launched a sudden attack, and struck Zhao Shun with a fierce palm strike. The front of the chest.

Zhao Shun, who was full of wine and food, never imagined that he would be attacked in the military camp. Moreover, the attacker was a comrade who had fought together not long ago. After being hit hard, his body flew backwards like a rag doll, knocking him down. There is a row of soldiers.

A sudden incident changed the cheerful atmosphere at the banquet. The soldiers tried to help Zhao Shun up, but they saw him vomiting blood. The blood was mixed with broken organs, and the dark palm prints were deeply imprinted on his chest. , it seems that I can't stand up anymore.

"This move is...the Heart-Destroying Demonic Palm?"

"Then Xia Wei actually mastered the heart-destroying palm of Hengshan Bandit? This is impossible..."

"Why did she do this to Captain Zhao Shun?"

Seeing the soldiers picking up their weapons and more people coming after hearing the news, Xia Wei looked around with cold eyes and said loudly:

"He lied to you! I saw the Hengshan Bandit's skills. There are no demons in those babies. It's all lies! Hundreds of babies in the Hengshan Bandit's camp died under his lies. !”

Everyone looked at each other with solemn expressions. Instead of getting out of the way, they surrounded Xia Wei in the center and pointed their bright weapons at her.

Seeing this strange situation, Xia Wei finally discovered the problem: "You... you all know about this, right?"

She widened her eyes and scanned the crowd, and soon found her target in the crowd. Two of the spearmen were the same two people who were waiting outside Aunt Wang's house on the day she returned the clam beads to Aunt Wang: " I remember you! It turns out that you were targeting Aunt Wang’s unborn child at that time, you deserve to die!”

Seeing that the situation was getting tense, commander Zhang Yong finally showed up, stood behind the soldiers and persuaded: "Miss Xia Wei, we are also following orders. That is an order issued by the general who patrols the river. All we can do is obey."

The soldiers looked at the furious Xia Wei, as if they were facing a tiger that wanted to devour someone. Feeling the terrifying aura on her body, they remembered the fate of the Hengshan bandits and hurriedly explained:

"Miss Xia Wei doesn't know something. Our move is to eradicate the root of the disaster and prevent the demon king from reincarnating. Once the demon king comes to this world, the entire Nanzhan continent will be littered with corpses and all living beings will be devastated. It will be a catastrophe..."

"They are just babies. It is their honor to be able to sacrifice their lives to save the common people! They are not even happy enough! All this is for the peace of the common people!"

"Yes, Miss Xia Wei, don't be impulsive. The death of some babies is nothing at all. The conflict between you and Captain Zhao Shun was just a misunderstanding. Put down your weapons now. You still saved our heroes in Qingshi Town..."

The only answer to them was Xia Wei's voice: "Shut up!"

The soldiers' excuses, their cunning and hypocrisy, their cruelty and callousness, all made Xia Wei's heart feel like a knife. Thinking of those hundreds of living babies, she screamed loudly, her eyes filled with laughter. But she couldn't help but shed tears. She raised the Mo Dao with one hand, pointed it at the soldiers in front, turned her arm, pointed the cold blade at each of them, and let out a sharp growl:

"Now I finally understand why the Hengshan Bandit is so angry... I thought that killing the Hengshan Bandit would bring peace to the world, but I didn't expect that people's hearts are sinister and even more evil! Today, I, Xia Wei, will do justice for heaven! Only by cutting you into pieces and smashing your bones into ashes can I be happy!"

As soon as she finished speaking, she took up the Xuanying Step, and her slender legs were as fast as afterimages. She rushed to the soldiers five steps away and started killing like a tiger entering a flock of sheep!

Mo Dao swept across, and the two soldiers were frightened by her evil aura, unable to dodge, and were cut in half. The blade's power continued unabated, pulling out a shining silver line, and three more heads rose into the sky.

The heavy Mo Dao turned into a light flying butterfly in Xia Wei's hands. The blade danced and whirled, and the attack was like a violent storm, bringing blood all over the sky.

The sudden attack broke the originally festive atmosphere of the celebration banquet. All the soldiers screamed in surprise, and their eyes looking at Xia Wei were full of resentment and fear.

"Xia Wei is crazy!"

"Kill her quickly!"

Commander Zhang Yong made a prompt decision: "Don't be afraid, she is only one person, form a spear formation to deal with her! We are not even afraid of the Hengshan Bandits, so how can we be afraid of her?"

Dozens of elite soldiers wearing armor stood in a row, with serious and resolute faces. They were holding a fine iron spear with a sharp tip and a cold chill. Their movements were uniform and uniform, forming a solid line of defense, like steel growing out of the ground. Thorns block the enemy's approach.

"Die!"

A flash of light flashed in Xia Wei's eyes, and she immediately found a way to break the formation. She grasped the handle of the knife tightly with both hands, and her petite body spun like a top, launching the Xuanying Knife Dance. Only this time, she no longer stopped. Instead, with the help of Xuan Yingbu's power, he dashed straight across, like a crushing chariot, quickly breaking into the gun array!

In Xia Wei's hands, the Mo Dao turned into an indestructible formation-breaking weapon. The soldiers would be injured or die if they touched it. Their spears were broken, their armors were shattered, and wherever they passed, blood was spilled and stumps were everywhere.

The sword light went round and round, ruthlessly harvesting the lives of the spearmen like mowing grass, like a dancing blood dragon, crisscrossing the battlefield, mercilessly devouring all enemies around it, and dragging the earth into a bloody abyss.

"Quick...stop her!"

Seeing that Xia Wei was killing everyone and there was no enemy at all, Zhang Yong became frightened and turned around to escape, but how could Xia Wei let him go?

The dark rope wrapped around Zhang Yong's waist like a gangrene attached to his bones, making him unable to move.

"go to hell!"

Xia Wei looked fierce and roared loudly. She dropped Mo Dao and, dozens of steps away, clenched the rope with both arms. Her strength surged, and she actually used Zhang Yong as a weapon, turning him like a windmill. Swing around and knock down all obstacles along the way.

The soldiers were knocked away by him, the tent was collapsed by him, and the surrounding area was in a mess. In the end, Zhang Yong was thrown away by her and hit a bronze cauldron hard. Even with Zhang Yong's early stage of third-level cultivation, it was unbearable. Such a violent blow caused his hands and feet to break, his bones to deform, and he fell to the ground with more air coming out and less air coming in. He seemed to be dying soon.

Seeing Xia Wei running towards her, wanting to take her life, Zhang Yong took his last breath and shouted angrily:

"Xia Wei! I won't let you go even if I'm a ghost!"

"You won't let me go if you become a ghost? Then I won't even give you a chance to become a ghost!"

Xia Wei mobilized 100% of her spiritual power and struck Zhang Yong's forehead with a fierce palm, smashing his head into pieces. His whole head sank into the mud, and she let out another fierce cry: "The soul is back." !”

All of a sudden, the wind blew violently, and a cold and biting evil aura filled the air. The vegetation withered and the flowers withered. Xia Wei's slender arm pulled hard, and the soul in Zhang Yong's broken body was ripped out by her.

Zhang Yong, who had turned into a spirit, trembled all over. What awaited him was Xia Wei's merciless heart-breaking palm. With one palm, his soul collapsed and his spirit flew away, and he would never be reborn!

Zhang Yong's death frightened the soldiers nearby, and they fled in panic.

Xia Wei chased him step by step. She was covered in blood, murderous, wielding a butcher knife and screaming.

"Don't kill me, Miss Xia Wei, you saved me..."

A thin soldier knelt down and begged for mercy. It was the deserter who was saved by Xia Wei's plea. He survived the battle with the Hengshan bandit and now knelt on the ground, frightened.

What awaited him was the bright knife light that smashed his head and face. A blood line appeared between his eyebrows, and the blood line spread to his body, splitting him in half.

"Swish..."

Several sharp arrows streaked through the sky and hit Xia Wei's back, but were firmly blocked by the black suit of the ninth-grade spiritual treasure. The arrows bounced off, Xia Wei turned around and raised her palm, responding with several soul-breaking arrows that whistled sharply.

The soul-breaking arrows hit the bow-wielding soldier, who fell down with his head in his arms, his eyes were blank, his soul was broken, and his body was only an empty shell.

Xia Wei fully released her potential. Every move and every style taught by Ye Jie was integrated into her instincts, and she completed a reborn transformation in the killing, using the least spiritual power to stimulate the greatest killing effect of the skills.

In a trance, a soldier who was drunk at the banquet was awakened by the screams echoing in his ears. He opened his hazy sleepy eyes, but the scene in front of him scared him a lot.

I saw a fierce man, with his left hand moving the Heart-Destroying Palm and his right hand wielding a seven-foot-long sword, mercilessly chasing and killing others. The man was dressed in black, with a fierce look on his face, cruel means, and killing people like flies. This scene scared the soldiers so much that they woke up from the alcohol and turned to escape, but they were tripped by their robes and fell to the ground.

He raised his head tremblingly, and saw a long spear in front of him, with a head on the spear, and some egg white and vegetable leaves on the head. The scar pierced the man's left eye. Although he was dead, his mouth was still shouting silently!

He was so scared that he peed and peed, and he wailed in fear:

"The Hengshan thief is back! The Hengshan thief is back!"

Suddenly, he felt a chill in his chest, looked down, and the cold blade pierced his chest, Xia Wei had already killed him.

After an unknown amount of time, the grand slaughter came to an end. Soldiers died or fled. There was no one standing around. Only Xia Wei, who was breathing heavily, stood on the corpses of the crowd.

"Cough, cough..."

The coughing sound from behind attracted her attention.

Xia Wei turned slowly, her long black hair fluttering from behind her head. Under the splash of hot blood, her pretty face was twisted into an extremely hideous state, her eyes were red as blood, like an Asura devil crawling out of purgatory, baring fangs to the world.

Zhao Shun hid in the collapsed tent, trying his best to control himself from making any sound, but the painful injury caused by the Heart-breaking Demon Palm still shattered his heart veins, causing him to cough up blood.

The tent was opened. Zhao Shun looked at Xia Wei who came looking for him. His face was pale. He knew that he could not escape death. He used up his last strength to say: "The river patrol commander will avenge us!"

The knife flashed, the head rolled down, and the camp was finally calm.

The battle was over. Standing in the camp with blood flowing like a river, Xia Wei's eyes did not have the joy of victory. There was only unquenchable rage and the raging hatred that wanted to ignite Jiu Tian.