Zongwu: Two Thousand Years Later, I Will Be the Emperor of Heaven!

　　The loud voice spread to every corner of Wengu City, causing the entire city to be shaken.

　　The sound stopped for a while, and when I looked around, the anti-Qing alliance masters who stepped into the trap with one foot are already out of ten, and only the last hundred or so people are left.

　　After this battle, the anti-Qing alliance has been greatly damaged, and its control over various places has been greatly reduced.

　　The corpses were all over the place, and there were countless pieces of corpses mixed together. Even if the old lady was pulled, it would be impossible to recognize that those debris belonged to their own children.

　　Chen Jinnan, Master Huiming·Yue Mingke, White-haired Witch·Lian Nishang, Zhuo Yihang and others, who survived by chance, all came from their hearts.

　　After all, it was either their friends who died, or their disciples.

　　Seeing that the gunpowder was extinguished, the survivors who were lucky enough to save their lives hurriedly gathered to Chen Jinnan and others.

　　Pairs of angry and hateful eyes fell on Chen Jinnan.Impatient people, hold their weapons more tightly.

　　Today's action was planned by Chen Jinnan and Tiandihui. Now that he is in an ambush, he must give an account.

　　"Hahaha."

　　Before everyone could attack Chen Jinnan, there were already wild laughter, accompanied by the sound of dense footsteps like rain.

　　tread!tread!tread!

　　Countless Qing soldiers rushed out from the houses and alleys that were shaken by the great power of the gunpowder explosion.

　　Obviously, all this was arranged by the Qing soldiers.

　　Among the thousands of soldiers and horses, a man with a handsome face and a rebellious expression, riding a tall horse, and under the protection of dozens of Qing court guards wearing yellow jackets, came to the surviving anti-Qing forces dozens of feet. outside.

　　"Chu Zhaonan!"

　　Master Huiming, who had been a monk for many years, stared at each other with turbid old eyes, and said the name through gritted teeth.

　　At this moment, Master Huiming had a real will to kill for this former disciple, and it almost rose to the point where he wanted to eat the other's flesh and sleep on his skin.

　　"Master, Shishu, Zhuo Shishu, and Chen Zongzhu, we haven't seen it for a long time."

　　Thousands of Qing soldiers surrounded the surviving anti-Qing alliance masters, but Chu Zhaonan did not order the attack immediately, but sat on horseback and saluted Master Huiming and others.

　　"Chu Zhaonan, even if the Heavenly King and Lao Tzu arrive this time, I won't be able to save you!" Chu Zhaonan said before he finished speaking, Lian Nishang hated, "The old lady is going to rip your skin and cramp you, and make you die miserably! "

　　As soon as Lian Nishang said this, the surviving people all looked at Chu Zhaonan with hatred.

　　"Uncle Shi, don't get me wrong." Chu Zhaonan on the horse was not angry, he waved his hand and said, "I am not the one who betrayed you. I have been expelled from the division for many years. If I want to betray you, I have no chance!"

　　"Who betrayed us?" Hearing Chu Zhaonan's words, Master Huiming slightly relieved his hatred and asked.

　　"it's me!"

　　A somewhat slick voice sounded, and everyone followed the voice to see a young man with an oily face and a slick face in the dense Qing army.

　　"It's actually you!"

　　"Wei Xiaobao, you traitor!"

　　"Wei Xiaobao, I should have killed you long ago!"

　　……

　　This person is no stranger to the Anti-Qing Alliance.

　　It is the high feet of Chen Jinnan, the head of the Tiandi Association, and the incense owner of the Qingmu Hall in the tenth hall of the Tiandi Association - Wei Xiaobao!

　　On Wei Xiaobao's horse, there was also a middle-aged man who was tied up with five flowers and embarrassed. The torches reflected his face.

　　The co-owner of the anti-Qing alliance - Zhu Cihuan!

　　"Wei Xiaobao, why?"

　　Chen Jinnan never imagined that he would be betrayed by his most trusted apprentice. Originally, he secretly despised it, but Master Huiming taught a disobedient apprentice like Chu Zhaonan.

　　Now, his own apprentice's betrayal is even more ruthless, which is tantamount to a slap in the face and slapped Chen Jinnan's face.

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　　"Chen Jinnan, as your apprentice, how comfortable is it to be an official?" Wei Xiaobao was born in a brothel, and he entered the palace to pretend to be a eunuch after he remembered.

　　It can be said that most of his life has been lived in the two most terrifying places in the world: the palace and the brothel!

　　He had already cultivated a thicker skin than the corners of the city wall, and since he decided to betray, there was no room for him.

　　Facing the master's angry eyes, Wei Xiaobao said in a long voice, "To tell you the truth, I am an undercover agent sent by the emperor to you, just to catch all of you rebels!"

　　"Bah!" Chen Jinnan spit out a mouthful of phlegm and cursed regardless of his identity, "You bastard raised by a son of a bitch. Chen should have killed you with one sword back then, otherwise there would be no trouble with raising tigers today!"

　　"Master Chu," the name of a son of a bitch stung Wei Xiaobao's past that he tried to erase. Do it for you!"

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　　"Thank you, Mr. Wei!"

　　Chu Zhaonan thanked him.

　　"Give it to me!"

　　Chu Zhaonan held the sword around his waist—the handle of the dragon, with one hand, and ordered it categorically.

　　"Kill!"

　　Following Chu Zhaonan's order, thousands of Qing soldiers rushed forward, trying to wipe out the anti-Qing alliance.

　　clang!clang!clang!

　　By mistake, Wei Xiaobao was betrayed by Wei Xiaobao. In the face of the explosive gunpowder, except for the master Huiming Yue Mingke, the white-haired witch Lian Nishang, Chen Jinnan, Zhuo Yihang and a few other masters who had entered the realm of masters, the others who survived , either the missing arm or leg was blown up by gunpowder, or the internal pain was aching.

　　Even so, despite the disparity in numbers and injuries, everyone still fought to the death.

　　The sound of swords clashing resounded through the lonely night sky, occasionally mixed with shouts and roars.

　　"Wei Xiaobao, die!"

　　The disciples were helpless, betrayed by their trusted apprentices, and fell into desperation, and even the support of His Highness, Zhu Cihuan, fell into Wei Xiaobao's hands.

　　Chen Jinnan didn't know how he would go to see his brothers and even ancestors after his death.

　　He holds a sword in his right hand, and his left hand uses his housekeeping ability—the blood-clotting claws, which are turned into eagle claws and shoot out with fierce force.

　　The Qing soldier who was injured by Chen Jinnan's blood coagulation claw did not have a drop of blood in the wound, and the blood scab coagulated.Chen Jinnan killed several people in an instant.

　　Hu Mu looked at Wei Xiaobao in the distance and roared.Four.

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　　Before he finished speaking, the murderous Chen Jinnan rose into the air, stepped on the heads of the Qing soldiers along the way, and the sword in his palm glowed with dazzling light, and he killed Wei Xiaobao.

　　Oops!

　　Although Wei Xiaobao worshipped Chen Jinnan as his teacher, he was too old and missed the age of practicing martial arts. In addition, Chen Jinnan was busy with other things, so he had no time to teach him.

　　Therefore, Wei Xiaobao does not know martial arts.

　　Facing the murderous Chen Jinnan, Wei Xiaobao was so frightened that he froze on the horse's back and cried secretly.

　　clang!

　　Fortunately, as the first favorite of Kangxi, Wei Xiaobao has no shortage of guards with strong martial arts.

　　Several large internal guards flew up to meet Chen Jinnan.

　　The dancing steel knife blocked Chen Jinnan's sharp sword, forming an airtight circle to surround Chen Jinnan.

　　Facing the siege of several large inner guards, Chen Jinnan fell from the air after fighting several moves.

　　The surrounding Qing soldiers firmly surrounded Chen Jinnan and did not give him a chance to escape.

　　"so close!"

　　Seeing that Chen Jinnan was trapped a few feet away, Wei Xiaobao raised one sleeve and wiped the cold sweat off his forehead, not without a sense of happiness.

　　…………

　　"Get out of the way for the old lady!"

　　The white-haired witch practiced Nishang with a sword in her hand, and was filial to her beloved disciple Huo Qingtong, who cut iron like mud, and made a decisive decision.

　　With her unparalleled ruthlessness, fierce and changeable anti-Tianshan swordsmanship, it is the perfect complement to each other.

　　With a coquettish snort, Lian Nishang began to perform superb Qinggong, and he was still able to advance and retreat in a dense crowd.

　　For a moment, dozens and hundreds of phantoms were outlined, wrapping the surrounding Qing soldiers.

　　puff!

　　The sound of blood spraying sounded indiscriminately, and more than a hundred Qing soldiers died in indiscriminate order under the swords of neon clothes.

　　More than a hundred corpses fell to the ground together, making Lian Nishang more than ten feet around, leaving one empty.Dao Dao phantoms dissipated, leaving only the real body of practicing Nishang in white clothes and silver hair!

　　hiss!

　　Seeing this scene, the other soldiers of the Qing army were almost scared out of their minds and gasped, and for a while no one dared to shoot at this terrifying silver-haired woman like a rakshasa.

　　……

　　"Today, the old man is going to start a killing spree!"

　　The head of the Tianshan Sect, Master Huiming, Yue Mingke, is no less so. As a famous martial artist in the Qing Dynasty, his swordsmanship is even better than that of his younger sisters.

　　Among the anti-Qing forces who were betrayed by Wei Xiaobao and killed by gunpowder, there were also disciples of his Tianshan faction.

　　Now, Chu Zhaonan, a traitor who betrayed his division, led the crowd to besiege him.

　　Even if Master Huiming became a true Buddha, it would be difficult for him to suppress his anger.

　　With a sword in hand, the swordsman who has been famous for many years is full of the grand master of Yuan Ting Yue Zhi.

　　Accompanied by angrily shouting, Master Huiming's skills were brought to the extreme, and behind his withered and exhausted body, a phantom sword with a length of several dozen meters appeared.

　　Immediately, the phantom sword shattered and split into a lifelike air sword of equal size.

　　Clang!

　　In the sound of Qingyue swords, hundreds of illusory qi swords turned into a surging wave of swords, killing the sky and destroying the earth.

　　"what!"