Artifact

A large amount of wine was brought for these wicked people to enjoy, and by the time they were in a hurry, the soldiers of the city had already rescued all those who were to be slaughtered.

A gong sounds, and the killing game officially begins!

I saw a cloud-piercing arrow flying high into the clouds with a terrible sound, a "pop" detonation, and a large area of fire appeared in mid-air.

The wicked were drunk, waiting for the climax of the murder contest, and as the flames exploded, a man fell in the middle of the air.

It's just that I didn't expect these wicked people to be on guard, and they scattered to the side with a hula, and only a few unlucky ghosts who moved slowly were stopped and cut in half!

At the same moment, a large number of ironclad armies appeared on the periphery, and the drums in the east direction rumbled, and the flames soared into the sky!

The wicked people were armed with all kinds of weapons and laughed wildly

"The master's clever plan is really high, this kid actually fell into the net!".

"I dare to go against the government office! I'm really impatient!"

"No matter how good you are, can you kill all of us?

Night Thirteen snorted coldly, as soon as he heard these words, he naturally understood what was happening, and it was estimated that the lord of the government asked for help from the nearby princes' cities, and the army had already driven to the vicinity of Nanjiang City, wanting to unite all the wicked people in the city to encircle and suppress him.

He laughed and looked around: "It seems that you don't understand what it means to be a great deception!".

Before the words fell, the arrogant voices around them froze, and all the movements and facial expressions of everyone within five zhang were all frozen, and they looked at themselves and each other's bodies, turning into a pile of minced meat and falling to the ground.

After this circle of people fell, the people outside the five zhang saw this situation, and then realized that something was wrong, and it was too late to run.

The killing contest has completely begun.

Periphery, Yashen squatted on the roof of an abandoned house, bored looking at the scene of the killing competition, silently watching Night Thirteen harvest the crowd like a sickle, and his heart was still full of amazement.

The god can now be sure that Night Thirteen is a mortal and not a higher-level monk, because Night Thirteen didn't have any cultivation fluctuations at all when he made a move.

And Yashen never understood why Night Thirteen did this, until he saw Yin'er beside Yi Qing, this monk who once despised the world's mundane seemed to understand a little.

The world of monks pays attention to the unity of heaven and man, the way of heaven and even against the sky, and the night thirteen can easily defeat himself, and he has already reached the realm of the unity of heaven and man.

And Night Thirteen slaughtered all the wicked people in Nanjiang City in front of Yin'er, in a sense, it was also for the heavens.

What is the way of heaven, Rao is god can't answer, but the way of heaven dominates all things in the underworld, including everything that happens in this green and dark refining array.

In other words, sometimes it is not for monks to do the way for the heavens, and mortals should also have the power and way to do the way for the heavens.

Yashen seemed to be making an excuse for his defeat at the hands of mortals, but he also understood that it was actually the mortal Night Thirteen who changed his state of mind and allowed himself to discover another way for the Heavenly Dao to exert its power in his cultivation.

While pondering, Yashen noticed a fire light behind him, and an extremely huge murderous aura mixed with a rumbling sound approached here.

He didn't move, and when he thought about it, he knew it was an army.

"Nanjiang City has been transformed! If you still want to keep the position of the princes, let's be a new person after you go back!"

The god didn't look back, and made a sound like a bell, but what answered him was the strange sound of wind in the air.

Arrows!

Hehe, Yashen sneered, and then he heard a swishing sound, and the ruins where he was were were instantly filled with sharp arrows.

Yashen stood up from the roof, turned around, and saw several huge infantry phalanxes hundreds of zhang away, flanked by two large groups of cavalry.

He glanced at the phalanx, and saw a large dome chariot, and several people in fine clothes stood in the chariot.

Yashen stretched out his hand, his fingertips lit up with a faint light, and then, with a movement of his fingers, the heads of the people in the chariot rolled to the ground.

He sighed slightly and laughed at himself

"Monks are no different from humans, and violence is the best language of communication for them. "

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At the scene of the killing competition, on the muddy ground composed of pools of blood and flesh, Yi Qing threw the government officials over like a dead pig.

"This guy still wants to run!".

Night Thirteen was covered in blood, squatting on top of the pile of corpses, staring at the mansion like a devil.

The government lord shouted hysterically: "Don't touch me!" Tell you, there are 100,000 troops outside the city, if you don't want to die, ......

."

Smack! a hard slap.

He was stunned, and looked at a thin girl in front of him, huh? This is not the ...... in my bed that day

The appearance of a flesh-colored body had just flashed through his mind, and he was slapped in the face again.

"You pariahs dare to beat up Lord Ben......! I'm going to kill you, kill your whole family, kill your whole ......

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Bang Bang Bang

The Mansion Master could no longer make a sound, his cheeks were swollen into a pig's head, and Yin'er was even more angry, completely ignoring the fact that his finger bones were cracked and his little hands were covered with blood, and he was still making a gesture to fight.

But she has exhausted all the strength in her life, and even if she fights, she can't use any strength.

Yiqing grabbed her, and Yin'er collapsed in her arms, crying bitterly.

This cry seems to be comforting his own miserable life, and it is like consoling the countless righteous people who have been burned to death in the ruined city - when they are oppressed, enslaved, and died, they do not shout or fight, so they will end up so embarrassed.

Only the righteous who unite can resist the darkness and evil of this world, and when the righteous do not dare to resist or even speak out, it is the beginning of the destruction of the world.

Of course, the final end of the righteous is also the end of the wicked today, and no one in this world can be left alone!

The lord of the government seemed to have a premonition of his fate, and he no longer begged for mercy, but cursed them viciously:

"There are 100,000 troops outside the city, you will definitely be slaughtered by 10,000 people, and your family and clan will also be wanted by the entire Yan Kingdom...... Kill me, and you will ...... to the ends of the earth."

As he spoke, he suddenly saw something, and his tongue was not tightened.

There was a man in the distance, no, this man was still carrying something, as if he was packing, and his whole body was tied with hemp rope, like a rice dumpling—this was a person.

It's not just one person, this "zongzi" is also the closest prince to Nanjiang City, the prince of Tongzhou, King Song!

When the lord of the government looked at it again, his heart was half cold, and the person carrying the king of Song was none other than the god of the ya!

At the beginning, it was the Lord of the Mansion who sent someone to the King of Song to ask for help, and invited an army of 100,000, but now why is the King of Song also arrested? Could it be that Lord Yashen is in the same group as the Thirteenth of the Night?!

"Mr. Night, this is the culprit, this is the person who sent the army!".

Yashen fell to the front and threw the king of Song to the ground, and he heard a roar like killing a pig

"Bastard, do you know who I am?! This king will ask the protector to kill you eighteen million times, ahhhhhh!!h