Everyone felt the pressure produced by Zhao Hao's gaze, even though they were unwilling to, even though they were dissatisfied, but in the face of the absolute threat and the suppression of power, they could only bow their heads silently and endure this. This kind of oppression, enduring this kind of helplessness, didn't even dare to look at Zhao Hao's eyes that represented death. ,
Zhao Hao seemed very satisfied with the awe of his subordinates at this moment, and his mouth unconsciously showed a smug smile. As a powerful eunuch next to the first emperor, he knew very well that under the absolutely cruel coercion of the Legalists, his heart was full of resistance. , But there was an embarrassment and helplessness that he was unable to display, and this kind of embarrassment and helplessness would eventually turn into the motivation to fight, because only blood and killing can resolve their inner resentment, and what he wants is this effect.
In his opinion, everyone around him is just a tool for him to realize his grand cause. If the tool is lost, it only takes a little time to make one again, but the loss of the grand vision means the end of this life. , Which means the end of life, the first emperor is his best lesson.
"boom·················"
Just hearing a violent loud noise, Zhao Hao's feet moved slightly. The moment his toes touched the dead body of Guishou, he made a roar like a drum, and the dead of Guishou was like a football. The athlete struggling to kick the football is like a football, shooting towards Jiang Minghao's body in the air.
"Swish..."
It was the sound of the ghost hand's body rubbing against the air under the strong foot force, and Charm looked at the ghost hand shooting away, a trace of unbearable and heartache flashed in his eyes, and this flicker flashed. , So fast that even the people around didn't notice it.
"Coco..."
It was the sound of friction between the knuckles when the seductive fist was clenched, but his nails, because of the clenched fist, were overstretched and inserted into the flesh of his palm.
Seeing sparks scattered all over their body, the body gradually melted by the flames, the moment they were about to collide with Jiang Minghao, they couldn't help but squeeze their hearts tightly.
As Zhao Hao's subordinates, they naturally hope that Zhao Hao's kick, the sacrifice of the ghost hand, can knock down Jiang Minghao who is still in a state of unconsciousness. At least in this way, they don't need to be a second ghost hand.
The Prophet was twitching his heart because he knew very well that if Jiang Minghao’s body was seized by the first emperor’s emperor’s soul, then the whole world would be ruined, but if Jiang Minghao’s body was taken by the first emperor before it was taken by a ghost. At least he still has a chance to take Jiang Minghao from Zhao Hao's hands.
Even if he can't win it, and the worst, he will choose to destroy Jiang Minghao's eyes, even if he is to be completely destroyed together with him, at least for this world, for the responsibilities of the Mayan organization, he has done it, protected it, and is worth it. Up.
As the body of Guishou and Jiang Minghao got closer, the hearts of everyone present became tighter and tighter.
Five meters·············Four meters··············Three meters················· ·Two meters··············One meter·················
When Guishou’s corpse was swallowed by flames and only half of it was left, when Guishou’s corpse was about to collide with Jiang Minghao’s body, when everyone’s pupils suddenly tightened at that moment, almost everyone was I saw the scene of Jiang Minghao falling heavily under the collision of the ghost hand's body.
But at this moment, the miracle once again broke everyone's inner luxury.
I saw Jiang Minghao's unconscious body flipped back in the air at the moment the ghost hand's body touched it, cleverly avoiding the impact.
At that moment, everyone had only one thought in their hearts, like a meteorite hitting the earth. At the moment when it was about to collide with the earth, the earth suddenly changed its trajectory, cleverly avoiding a huge disaster.
Maybe Zhao Hao and the people around him would be disappointed, but the prophet exhaled a deep breath, and the heart hanging high finally let go!
Because Jiang Minghao’s actions are undoubtedly telling him that this young child has regained consciousness and his soul has completely taken away his body, and this also means that his innermost intentions can be out of consideration. Similarly, he also had an extra helper to fight against Zhao Hao.
"Woohoo..."
As Jiang Minghao's body rotates in the air like a top, his right hand does not know when he has grasped the Falcon Wing Saber that surrounds the body like a guardian.
"Pattern..."
It was the sound of Jiang Minghao’s army boots colliding with the slate on the ground, and when he landed on the ground, Jiang Minghao’s knees fell directly to the ground, his left hand was covering his chest, his eyes were tearful, but that was trembling. The corner of his eyes, but trying to keep his tears from falling.
Just listen to Jiang Minghao's choking sound, and he raised his head and muttered to the sea of fire in the sky canyon:
"Dad, I'm sorry, I wronged you, you are a good father, a good husband, and even a good son!"
This is the first time Jiang Minghao called his father "dad". At the moment his spirit was wandering in the void, the words engraved deep in the bone marrow were constantly echoing in his mind:
"Son, don't be afraid! Dad is here!"
This sentence kept repeating, constantly guiding Jiang Minghao's direction until he completely regained his intuition, and the twelve bronze figures above his head looked at Jiang Minghao's eyes, which were originally cast in copper and iron. The face turned hideous and furious. The sea of fire floating above the canyon felt like a storm. It swept in mid-air. A wave of heat swept everyone's faces, as if they were about to burn everyone. I can clearly feel the oil on my face, as if it was burned by a fire, it went straight out.
"Natasha, thank you, thank you for letting me know that I have such a great father!"
At this time, Jiang Minghao had lowered his head, his left hand was tightly covering his chest, and he continued to mutter to himself, and the tears in his eyes, at the moment of closing his eyes, finally Sliding down his cheeks!
"Pattern·············Pattern·················
A drop of tears fell on the chilling Falcon Wing Saber. At this moment, the Sabre made a buzzing roar, as if the blade was trembling and roaring, and all the words on the surrounding walls were written in blood. Font:
Confucianism, Law, Taoism, Mohism, vertical and horizontal.
They all emit red light like flames, and this red light, as if attracted by the falcon wing saber, all enters into the golden wandering dragon and attaches to the falcon wing saber!
"Crack..."
It was a sound like the cracks of the earth’s crust. It came from the blade of the Falcon Wing Saber. I saw that the black blade of the blade, under the attachment of this brilliance, began to show a series of cracks, and this In the crack of the road, there was still a light like daylight, and this strong light was able to compete with the sea of flames above the head for magnificence!
"Wow... Wow... Wow..."
It was the sound of the cracked black iron scraps peeling off the blade, and the falcon-wing saber with the pitch-black blade, instantly shining like a rainbow from the body, white light shining, murderous.
Jiang Minghao's mind immediately showed the changes made by the Falcon Wing Saber when he exited the corridor with the word "Bing" at that time. At this moment, this Falcon Wing Saber had transformed into a real weapon of God.
"Crack..."
Jiang Minghao couldn't help but raised slightly. When the Falcon Wing Saber was turning with his wrist and the blade stirred the air, Jiang Minghao could feel the power of the Falcon Wing Saber tearing apart space.
"Oh..."
Holding a saber in his hand, Jiang Minghao stood up abruptly. The moment his legs stood upright, his momentum suddenly soared, like a Taishan mountain falling from the sky, so that the people around him couldn't help but take a step backwards to stand firm.
Especially the Prophet, his blurred eyes stared at the Falcon Wing Saber in Jiang Minghao's hand, looking at the dim and pale seal characters around him. At this moment, his mind instantly found everything 'S memory fragments, and when these memory fragments were connected with clues, he couldn't help but exclaimed:
"Well, what a first emperor, true and false, true and false!"
Zhao Hao looked at the prophet, an old opponent for thousands of years, saying something inexplicable, and he couldn't help but wonder;
"Old stuff, what's so good, today, no matter what, you have to die here." He pointed his finger at Jiang Minghao, his eyes showed incomparable self-belief:
"His eyes, I'm going to fix it!"
"Haha!" Facing Zhao Hao's arrogance, the prophet could only helplessly smile and shook his head:
"Zhao Hao, Zhao Hao, you have been around the Emperor Shi for decades, but you can't learn any of his emperor skills. Take a look around and take a good look!"
The Prophet pointed his finger at the surrounding stone walls and continued: "Here, these words, these slates, and this sea of fire, are you not familiar with it? Isn't there a trace of your memory? Isn’t it immortal that you’ve already lost , Your mind is completely blinded? Open your eyes and take a look here!"