The call of the tyrants of the Tang Dynasty

Chapter 34

Outside Zhaotian Mansion, 20 Liangshan infantry were waving banners and banners, stretching for tens of miles.

Impressively, the entire front gate of Zhaotian Palace has been blocked.

"Wu Song, Lu Zhishen, my Zhaotian Palace has stopped provoking you, Datang, and you are still calling me, is it too deceptive?"

"Could it be that you really think I'm Zhaotian Palace so you can bully me?"

The two elders in silver thread robes stepped forward together and shouted loudly.

One is the fifth level of Zhenxuan, and the other is the sixth level of Zhenxuan. They are the third and second elders of Zhaotian Palace.

"According to your majesty's order, Zhaotian Palace belongs, kill without mercy!"

However, Wu Song didn't mean to answer at all!

Xuehua Bingtie Jiedao held high, his face was full of violence.

"Since that's the case, then don't blame the old man and others for being cruel!"

"Pass down the order, order my Zhaotian Palace's disciples lurking in Zhaotian Mansion to take action and slaughter at will. No matter how many civilians are killed or injured, this account will be charged on your head!"

Another old man in a silver thread robe walked away, his eyes were as cold as a poisonous snake.

As he spoke, the two true elders beside him shuddered involuntarily.

They have arranged tens of thousands of dead soldiers in Zhaotian Palace in Zhaotian Mansion. If they start killing civilians with all their strength, it may not be long before the entire Zhaotian Mansion will become a ghost on earth.

"Tsk tsk tsk, as expected of the Great Elder of Zhaotian Palace, this kind-hearted person is really ruthless!"

"It's a pity, a pity!"

Wu Song tut his head and shook his head, his eyes playful.

"What a pity?"

The great elder of Zhenchuan suddenly felt uneasy.

"Come here, bring up all the gifts that the Sajia prepared for the Great Elder Zhenchuan!"

"promise!"

Following Wu Song's shout, the Liangshan infantry behind him quickly moved out of the way.

I saw a donkey cart that was tightly covered being pulled up.

"To make a fool of yourself!"

The Great Elder of Zhenchuan smiled coldly, pretending to be disdainful.

Boom!Boom!Boom!
After the donkey carts were laid out in front of Wu Song, Wu Song clapped his hands and shouted: "Come on, little ones, unload all the things from the donkey carts, and let them have a good look."

"True Chuan Great Elder? Remember, don't blink later!"

boom! boom! boom!
In an instant, the great elder of Zhenchuan's eyes were red, his eyes were about to burst, he took several steps back to stabilize his figure, and roared loudly: "Impossible, this is absolutely impossible!"

Every donkey cart is filled with piles of heads, all kinds of heads, tens of thousands of blood-stained heads!
There is a tiny black imprint on each earlobe of the head, which is the unique imprint of the dead in Zhaotian Palace!

"How about it, Great Elder, are you satisfied with the gift prepared by the Sa family?"

The playful look on the corner of Wu Song's mouth is beyond words.

"Lu Heng, this time, you did a good job, and the Sa family will definitely ask the king for your credit."

Beside Wu Song, Lu Zhishen spoke to a heroic man behind him.

"Thank you, General."

The heroic man, that is, Lu Heng, a young genius in the first level of the Golden Core Realm in the Zhaotian Palace, this time the dead man of the Zhaotian Palace was discovered by him by accident.

It can be said that if it wasn't for him, something big would happen to Zhaotian Mansion this time!

"Very good, my Zhaotian Palace accepts this great gift!"

Without waiting for the answer from the Great Elder of Zhenchuan, an old man in Zhaotian Palace, dressed in a robe of gold thread, smiled calmly and said.

"Palace Master Zhaotian?"

Wu Song's eyes widened, and he suddenly felt a burst of pressure!
"Old Master Zhaotian Palace, the hospitality is not good, everyone Haihan, how about it, since the two of you brought me such a big gift to Zhaotian Palace, it is not good for Zhaotian Palace to return it, isn't it?"

"Ok?"

As soon as Palace Master Zhaotian finished speaking, Wu Song frowned instinctively.

Boom!Boom!Boom!
The next moment, the sound of thunderous drums suddenly resounded through the void.

"Hoo! Hoo! Hoo!"

There was a roar of soldiers, and suddenly there were troops coming from all directions.

Densely packed, like tides, countless!

But in a short while, 20 Liangshan infantry were besieged.

Looking at Zhaotian Palace, tens of thousands of disciples are already ready to go!
The situation changed suddenly!

Wu Song, Lu Zhishen and 20 Liangshan infantry have been surrounded on all sides, and the situation is in jeopardy!
"How is it? Are the two of you satisfied with the gift I prepared?"

The corner of Zhaotian Palace Master's mouth was slightly outlined, and his eyes were cast on Wu Song and Lu Zhishen, the meaning behind it was self-evident.

Wu Song and Lu Zhishen looked at each other, nodded slightly, and said nothing, they had already made up their minds!

Fight to the death!

"Da Yi Dynasty, Tan Hongfei, met Palace Master Zhaotian!"

A general stepped into the void, holding a long spear, and there seemed to be a fire brewing in his eyes.

Yaoyao clasped his fists at Palace Master Zhaotian and saluted, Palace Master Zhaotian did not dare to neglect, and hurriedly returned the salute: "I have seen Marshal Tan!"

Tan Hongfei, the commander of the young and strong faction of the Dayi Dynasty, had practiced for less than 3000 years, and he was already a powerful existence of the Zhenxuan Jiuzhong. According to legend, he is not far from the realm of the soul.

"Since you don't speak, then it doesn't matter if you don't speak now, you will become prisoners in a while, I hope you can remain calm!"

Palace Master Zhaotian smiled coldly, and then, as if changing his face, he smiled softly: "Marshal Tan, why don't we do it now?"

"Alright!"

Tan Hongfei had no objection, after a little thought, he agreed.

"Zhaotian Palace belongs, kill me!"

"Soldiers, let me kill you!"

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

In an instant, there were shouts of killing everywhere!
"Liangshan infantry, go forward with all your strength and kill all the disciples of Zhaotian Palace!"

Wu Song showed determination on his face, and ordered decisively.

He couldn't be more clear in his heart, looking around, the number of soldiers in the Dayi Dynasty was no less than 300 million!

There are only 20 Liangshan infantry, if they divide their troops to occupy the enemy, they will undoubtedly be defeated, and there is no possibility of even pulling their backs!

After all, the disparity in the number of the two sides is too great, and they are surrounded by four sides.

The only way to put all your eggs in one basket is to fight towards Zhaotian Palace with all your strength, or you can die without loss!
"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

Ever since, a sad song moved forward in front of Zhaotian Palace.

Regardless of the 20 Liangshan infantry, under the leadership of Wu Song and Lu Zhishen, they brazenly killed Zhaotian Palace.

Half an hour later, there was blood floating inside and outside the gate of Zhaotian Palace.

Wu Song and Lu Zhishen fought vigorously, their bodies were covered in blood, even their faces were covered with blood, and they couldn't see their true colors clearly.

Gudong!Gudong!Gudong!

During the fierce battle, Wu Song poured all the pot of wine from his waist into his mouth again.

Talent, drunk open!
Wu Song's combat power is rising rapidly!
With Snowflake Iron Ring Knife in hand, his combat power reaches the ninth level of Zhenxuan!
"Dead! Die! Die!"

"Wu Song, you are courting death!"

Wu Song slaughtered the disciples of Zhaotian Palace regardless, and finally made the master of Zhaotian Palace unable to sit still!
With a stern shout, Palace Master Zhaotian, Great Elder Zhenchuan, Second Elder, and Third Elder all surrounded Wu Song!

Especially Palace Master Zhaotian, who has vaguely reached the realm of spirit!
(End of this chapter)