Boom boom!
There were bursts of thunder and lightning, and a violent storm came at a moment's notice. People in Changtuo City hid in their houses to take shelter from the rain.
Suddenly, they noticed that this rain was completely different from the previous rains. It was a red rain. They were like the tears of a saint, dripping continuously, and the people in the city were crying with compassion. Everyone felt inexplicably sad about it, and tears flowed down uncontrollably.
"What's going on? Why is it raining blood? Could it be a rain of red sand that is rare in thousands of years?"
"This is not a red sand rain. If it were a red sand rain, it would definitely be accompanied by sand, but here there is only blood rain, as if the sky is crying."
"Is God also sad? I want to cry too."
"Perhaps there is injustice in the world and great grievances, so I just cried today."
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The people in Changtuo City were confused, but they didn't know what happened.
Dozens of miles away from Changtuo City, there is a group of people and horses galloping towards them. This group of people and horses are all riding tall and powerful horse monsters. These are horse breeds from the barbarian grasslands. Their horse power is extremely amazing. Being able to travel thousands of miles a day is no big deal.
There were as many as a thousand horses in this group. The sound of horse hooves could be heard while running. Many billowing dust and smoke were drowned by the sudden rain of blood. At the same time, they were also blocked by this rain of blood. Pace.
This iron hoof is the men and horses of the Death Army, and the leader is Yang Wu who is sitting on the silver-patterned turtle.
During this trip, he brought Meng Bingxue, Shouhou and a thousand Death Legion troops with him. Wan Lanxin, Xue Ji and Du Guangfo were all left in the royal city to protect his parents.
Yang Wu and his entourage paused for a moment. His eyelids were beating so fast, and he always felt a little uneasy. At the same time, he spread his hands, took the rain of blood in his hands and murmured: "Why did you drop the red one for no reason?" rain?"
"Brother, this is already close to the border of the Beisha Dynasty. I have long heard that there is a red sand rain here. It is caused by the red sand passing through the heavy rain, being blown into the air, and then falling down." The monkey responded.
"But there is no sand here." Yang Wu sighed.
The thin monkey was stunned for a moment and said with a smile: "Maybe it's a little different from the legend." After a pause, he said: "Why don't we take a rest first? It's hard for them to rush on this rainy day, and they're almost there anyway."
Yang Wu pondered for a moment and said, "Take them where they are to avoid the rain. I'll go ahead and meet back in the city."
He always felt that something was going to happen, and he felt very unhappy. He had to find his brother as soon as possible.
Before coming, he had long understood that his brother was sent to Changtuo City, which was an extremely chaotic place, and his brother was a powerless book friend. He had no ability to protect himself. He was afraid that What happened to his brother? He had been driving non-stop all the way. He was not far away. He couldn't wait to see his brother before he felt at ease.
"Brother, let me go with you." Thin Monkey said.
"No, just take them with you." Yang Wu waved his hand and urged the silver-patterned turtle to rush towards Changtuo City at full speed.
In Murong's house in the city, a young man kneeling on the ground cried, and the sky started to cry with him. What an astonishing sight.
The girl just now was worried about his safety, so she rushed over desperately, and was swept by a king's power, which exploded on the spot. The young man felt that his heart also exploded, almost suffocating him and fainting.
He was not dizzy, but his brain was greatly stimulated. A strange power was growing in his mind. There was a red light flashing between his eyebrows. The sage books he had read in the past were all condensing into ancient... The characters instantly enveloped him, and a burst of immortal energy drowned him, and his scarlet eyes were full of infinite sadness. He looked up to the sky and roared: "Jin!"
This sound contained the girl's deep love for him over the past year, and also contained his love for her. If she died, his heart would die too!
Who says that scholars cannot kill people? They have read thousands of volumes and all the thousands of killing techniques can be found in books.
The terrifying blood and water were gathering, and the One-Eyed Dragon and several other kings were shocked.
Murong Yangkang had already been killed by the One-Eyed Dragon, and every other member of Murong's family was killed. These people were worthy of being on the list of gangsters. They were all ruthless and had no mercy at all.
"The rain came just in time and washed away all the traces of our murders." said one of the top gangsters.
"This rain is red. It's really strange. I don't really think we killed a few people. God is just merciful to us." Another leader of the Black Hand List said, licking his tongue.
"That kid is really weird. He seems to have some kind of power coming out of him." Another person pointed at Yang Wen and said.
The one-eyed dragon held up his iron hook and said, "Don't be stunned. Go over and catch him. This mission will be completed perfectly."
"He seems to be very sad. By the way, it seems that I killed that beautiful girl just now. It's really a sin." The king holding the sickle said hypocritically, and then rushed towards Yang Wen, asking for Arrest Yang Wenqin.
His profound energy condensed a claw, broke through the rain of blood, and grabbed Yang Wen. Yang Wen was in a state of extreme grief and anger. He didn't react at all when the claw was grabbed. Besides, he wasn't even a warrior, so why did he do it? Let’s talk about the reaction.
The power contained in this claw was extraordinary. Yang Wen was grabbed and flew past like a chicken.
"It's just like what I said above. This is a useless piece of trash with no strength." The king holding the sickle said disdainfully.
Just after Yang Wen approached the king, Yang Wen's red eyes stared at him, and a roaring sound sounded: "Give my wife her life!"
The sound was like thunder, and the sound was instantaneous, like the thunderous fury of the sage, and countless emperors and officials were terrified by it.
The aura of king in the king holding the sickle was instantly frightened to shrivel, his body was trembling with hind legs, and he had an inexplicable look of fear. His soul was greatly suppressed, which was something that had never happened before. , he looked at Yang Wen not as an ordinary scholar, but as a sage scolding and questioning him in front of him.
"Give back my wife's life!" Yang Wen once again let out a screaming voice, and the billowing murderous spirit rushed into the soul of the king. The king seemed to have been stabbed in the brain, screamed, covered his head and fell to the ground. In the rain.
"What the hell?" The other kings all looked surprised.
Yang Wen had already rushed over and pinched the king who was covering his head. He had murderous intent in his heart and wanted to strangle the king to death. Unfortunately, what could he do if he only had the murderous intent? Even if there were tens of millions of books in his spirit. It became murderous, but he didn't know how to use it yet. With his little strength, there was no way he could withstand this king.
While the king was screaming and writhing, he shocked Yang Wen and pushed him aside. Fortunately, Yang Wen was blessed with inexplicable power and did not fall too hard. He got up from the muddy ground and scolded him repeatedly. Drinking: "Give my wife her life!"
The sound was like a saint's killing intent. It was so shocking that the king's spirit was exhausted. He was bleeding from seven holes and almost died.
Only then did the other kings react. One of them took action and slapped Yang Wen with his handprint.
One-eyed dragon stopped him one step ahead and said: "Don't kill him, otherwise we will get nothing and be punished by the master."
After saying that, he had already rushed in front of Yang Wen, swung his hand blade, and slashed at Yang Wen's neck, trying to knock him out.
The one-eyed dragon controlled the power, fearing to beat Yang Wen to death, but Yang Wen suddenly turned his head and shouted: "Give my wife her life!"
He uttered murderous intent from thousands of words, as if ancient characters rushed out one after another, and instantly hit the one-eyed dragon's divine court. The one-eyed dragon immediately followed the fate of his companion, and his mental strength was greatly impacted, and he fell to the ground on the spot. .
This is an intermediate king, and he can't even stop Yang Wen from shouting. One can imagine how terrifying Yang Wen's murderous aura is now.
The ancients said that sages can save all people, and they can also punish all evil with their words, which is not unreasonable.
"What is going on?" The other two kings were stunned for a moment. Without thinking, they attacked Yang Wen at the same time. Two completely different and terrifying king powers blasted towards Yang Wen.
At this moment, they no longer care about Yang Wen's life or death. They only know that Yang Wen is more cunning and will kill him first.
boom!
Yang Wen was attacked by two forces and his body was blown away.
Even the generals could not withstand the king's power, but after Yang Wu was knocked away, he got up again as if he had not been hurt. He stared back at the two people and shouted: "Give my wife her life." !”
There are thousands of books in my chest, and there are thousands of murderous swords in my heart.
He spoke with murderous intent, and a murderous sword seemed to fly out from the divine court and hit the two people directly.
Both of the two people in the divine court were greatly shocked, and they both felt as if they were stabbed by swords in the divine court and were about to faint.
Yang Wen has always been a man with nothing to lose. Even if he awakened his unique power of calligraphy, it is a pity that he still cannot kill these kings.
He exhausted his mental energy and fell to the ground. Let the rain of blood hit his face, and he cried out with tears: "Give my wife her life!"
At this moment, he really felt the pain of losing a loved one, which went straight to his bones and made it difficult to breathe.
The one-eyed dragon was the first to regain his breath, and he shouted with anger: "I'll send you to hell to find your woman."
The iron hook flashed with silver light and rushed straight towards Yang Wen's head, but Yang Wen's power had disappeared and he was unable to resist anymore.
At the critical moment, a voice more terrifying than thunder rang out: "If you dare to touch my brother, your whole family will be destroyed!"