Fu Canglu

Chapter 681 The world, amnesty

The ear-piercing interlacing sound of sword weapons.

The sound of burning flames.

Distorted head, ferocious face.

Drum beats, blood, and arrows all passed by Xiao Buyi's ears, eyes, and cheeks, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

But he didn't blink, holding a big gun with a strange shape in one hand, walking straight, holding a sword in his left hand, stretching along the sides of his body, he has become numb to chopping.

The horseshoe trampled across the mountain of corpses and the sea of ​​blood, passed the huge bronze gate that weighed ten thousand jun after it was toppled, and passed through the collapsed city of Luoyang.

That big gun, the head of the gun was like a crown, the body of the gun was wrapped in a layer of black cloth dyed red, like a gun cloth, but it was much thicker, Xiao Buyi was holding the second half of the gun barrel, the tip of the gun was covered Wrapped in a thick black cloth, a slender red silk satin was bound and bound, and the red silk was tightly wrapped around twice, protruding from the tip of the big spear, wrapping the black cloth and the gun body together.

He held the body of the big gun under his armpit, and his whole body was as powerful as a bamboo. Among the nine techniques, although Confucianism is the top technique, it is not the first-class killing technique in the world.

It was difficult for Xiao Buyi to charge forward, but he kept going forward.

Although thousands of people go to me!
The battle outside the city was extremely tragic. The subsequent Qiliang army continued to advance. In the last battle of the Great Wei, Luoyang's forbidden army fought bravely. However, they were besieged on all sides. The main force of Qiliang did not bombard from the south gate, but burst out from the left and right sides. vigorously.

The moment the main gate retreated, Xiao Buyi led his [-] elites into the formation.

No snow, no rain, not even strong winds.

The horses galloped up, and beside their ears were the howls of victory.

The huge bronze gate of Luoyang City opened.

He was the first to charge into Luoyang City.

In the Western Regions, he fought desperately with Yan Xiaoqi, and Yi Shaoran, who was still seriously injured, followed closely behind on horseback.

Surrounded by soaring shouts of killing and countless curses, it is no longer possible to distinguish east, west, south, north.

Frantically slashing and killing on horseback.

The sword is broken, change the waist and side cold knife.

The knife is blunt, snatch the weapon of the dead.

The horse's hind hooves were cut off and fell heavily to the ground. Xiao Buyi also rolled out. He gritted his teeth and let out a roar, and thrust the "big gun" under his arm on the ground. Countless debris of earth and rocks came out from the bottom of the gun shaft. Stepping on the ground, the body stopped, surrounded by countless practitioners in black robes.

A member of the Senluo Temple Association.

Fighting from the southern front, he fought extremely cautiously in every battle. Even if he was in a hurry to advance quickly and reach Luoyang as soon as possible, he was not in the slightest impatience.

But why today, the last battle... so aggressive?

Xiao Buyi looked at the members of the Sen Luo Dao Hall that surrounded him layer by layer, he wiped his face heavily, and smiled lightly.

Thirty feet away, densely packed,

Within three feet, no one dared to take the first step.

Xiao Buyi slowly removed the piece of scarlet silk that was tightening the gun body, then wrapped his hands around his back and wrapped the red silk around his forehead.

He took a light breath, and said with a low laugh: "Brother, commoner. You have brought 'Fengsui' into Luoyang."

The next moment-

Big pull open.

Blood burst out.

A Senluo Dao member didn't have time to retreat, his pupils constricted, his eyes bulged, and he was stabbed by the halberd that was pulled from the gun cloth. A rare weapon in the world.

The body of the gun was grasped by Xiao Wuxian, who was dressed in plain black, his eyes were cold, he stared straight ahead, his face was expressionless, his lips trembled slightly, he twisted his waist and lifted his hips suddenly, and stomped the halberd back to the ground again.

Half of his body was flying in the air.

Blood flies.

Time seemed to slow down.

Within three zhang, members of the Senluo Dao Hall Guild rushed in, with hideous faces, holding knives, guns, swords and halberds, and rushed towards one of them.

The black cloth that wrapped the gun was still in the air.

Xiao Buyi raised one hand upright in front of his chest, his middle finger and index finger were close together, and the two green lights of Confucianism and Taoism flowed and then converged to the fingertips.

"Huanghuang Tianwei. If there is thunder!"

The black cloth was blown up by the strong wind and was used to wrap the inside of the gun. One after another, the bright red talismans were clinging to the black cloth, trembling in the wind. A touch of chill.

On each talisman, there is a word engraved on it.

"thunder."

Hundreds of scarlet thunders exploded densely on the battlefield.

One person and one halberd shuttled through the city of Luoyang. Where the tip of the halberd was, Confucianism and Taoism aroused thunder, shattered the body of the black robe, and chopped the members of the Senluo Dao Temple in front of Xiao Buyi directly into two halves. , just go forward so bravely.

Scholar back then.

Today is the Marquis of Fengsui.

The beacon slashed against the wind, roaring again and again.

Someone forgot it in Lanling City before leaving.

Fengsui originally thought that it would soon meet its owner again.

It's just that once Lanling City is farewell, after the fire in Lujia Town, there will never be a chance.

Xiao Buyi's handsome and elegant face, up to this moment, is already ferocious.He forgot where he was, who was in front of him, and only knew how to move forward, handing the halberd and the thunder talisman, his chest was full of flames, and he couldn't stop.

Before the battle, a total of 170 three Thunder Talismans were drawn, each of which was dripping with blood, and each word punished the heart.

Until Confucianism, Taoism and the law were urged again, the tip of the halberd did not respond.

He suddenly realized that the Thunder Talisman had been exhausted.

It's not just that the vitality in Leifu's own body has already dried up, and it has been overdrawn several times with repeated use and tireless pursuit.

From the outside of Luoyang City, to the city, and then to Qingshi Street, the members of Sen Luodao still do not see the end.

But the whole world suddenly fell silent.

The head of Luoyang city was half collapsed, and the gravel trembled on the ground. A sergeant of the Wei Dynasty cut off the front hoof of the horse and fought hand-to-hand for a while. At this moment, the long knife in his hand had already touched the neck of the Qiliang cavalry superior.

The gravel in front of him began to jump, and the ground of the entire Luoyang City began to undulate.

One gravel after another.

The entire Luoyang city.

Everyone.

Above the head, there is a shadow.

All the gravel, after a slight pause, began to rush towards the shadow.

It was a huge black sword.

The tallest building in Luoyang City is the Jiange in the outer city.

The huge black sword was made up of strands of jet-black sword energy. It hung upside down in front of the sword pavilion, with the tip of the sword pointing downward at the ground, which was half the height of the sword pavilion.

After the huge black long sword took shape, it began to slowly rise into the air, grazing close to the sword pavilion layer by layer, until it reached the top floor of the sword pavilion, and the speed began to slow down. Finally, the tip of the sword hovered at the highest level of the sword pavilion.

So everyone turned their eyes there.

On the roof of the Jiange, stood a young man.

Lily hunting.

No one knows how he got there.

Through his vitality, his voice was clearly transmitted to the ears of everyone in Luoyang City.

"Using martial arts to violate the ban is a big taboo in the world."

He stood at the highest point of Jiange, the highest point of Luoyang, with lowered eyebrows, no one could see his expression clearly.

"But I intervened in the war in Sirius King City. I killed Ning Fengxiu with my own hands. In that war, from the moment Ning Fengxiu died, to be precise...from the moment the city gate was breached by me, it started There is no suspense."

The little highness standing at the top of the Jiange seems to be carrying something in his hand, but he is standing too high, so no one knows what he is carrying.

"I said this not to humiliate Ning Fengxiu, nor did I want to humiliate anyone in the Great Wei." He said calmly: "This is how war is. Qi Liang has me, but Northern Wei does not. As long as you stand tall enough, you You can step on the rivers and lakes, temples, all under your feet, just like it is now."

I didn't see how hard he was, but he just stomped his feet lightly, the sword pavilion trembled, and the entire Luoyang City, four city gates flew out.

As long as you stand high enough, you can step on the rivers and lakes, temples, all under your feet.

Everyone stared blankly at the young man standing on the sword pavilion.

Yi Xiao said: "I can use many ways to end this war. Standing here, I just need to let the 'karma' in front of me fall, and one person can end the imperial capital of the Northern Wei Dynasty, this thousand-year-old city, in my opinion Come vulnerable."

He lightly pointed at the huge black sword and touched the sword surface. The black sword energy that attracted everyone's attention began to disintegrate crazily.

The sword energy of a huge sword pieced together one by one, swept away like a fish at this moment, and rushed towards one person. Above the sword pavilion, dense black circles surrounded like a tornado, filling the two sleeves of the little highness, and finally in a dozen Dissipates within a breath.

"I admire everyone in the Northern Wei Dynasty for seeing death as home."

"I also respect your heroic ambition."

"But have you ever thought... Is such a sacrifice worth it?"

Yi Xiao took a deep breath and closed his eyes. In his mind, the last scene in Luoyang Xiaohuang City flashed.

The man's last entrustment, in my opinion, was a bit touching.

Yi Xiao slowly lifted the "thing" in his hand.

It was a human head.

"Your emperor is going to sacrifice 30 people in Luoyang City, and his wife and relatives will give up everything in exchange for his life." Yi Xiao spoke slowly, word by word, without emotion: "He handed over Wei to Qi Liang, only I beg Lanling City to give him a chance to die in the South China Sea."

Under the city, there was an uproar.

"The outcome of this battle has been decided so far." Yi Xiao said calmly: "Qi Liang will have more and more supporters, and Luoyang City will have fewer and fewer troops. Who is this world? The dust is set."

"I only killed one person."

"This man killed his brother Li Qing with his own hands."

"This man forced Jiang Qingyi away, and sent the Yaozu to the West Barrier."

"Over the years, how many innocent people has Mori Dao killed?"

"Inhumane and unrighteous, jealousy is jealousy, weakness and incompetence."

Yi Xiao raised that head.

He asked softly: "I killed this person to ask you, such a person is the person who sold Luoyang City, the Northern Wei Dynasty, and everything."

"Is it worth your life for him?"

There were soldiers from the Northern Wei Dynasty standing there in a daze, holding swords.

Yi Xiao said: "If you stop the sword, then."

He let go of his head, the man's head fell from the highest point of the Jiange.

Except for Yi Xiao, no one saw him. Before he died, there was still a smile on his lips.

It's a mockery of the world.

Luoyang North Gate.

Li Yu, who was standing there with the baby in his arms, watched Yi Xiao on the Jiange let go of his hand, and the head fell down.

Several people around pulled her still.

The woman burst into tears, her voice was hoarse, and she murmured: "No, he is not, like this."

In Luoyang City, someone dropped a sword.

click.

The head fell to the ground, blood spattered.

The man standing on the top floor of the Jiange let out a deep breath, and said four words with relief.

"The world, amnesty."

(End of this chapter)