Stealing The Heavens

Chapter 242, Daqin Death Penalty

Between the mountains, a rare square dam with a radius of nearly a thousand miles, Chu Xiang 80,000 soldiers are building the city. Some of the soldiers are out of the ***, some are practicing, and some are carrying the one-horned rhinoceros that pull the chariots and wash these powerful rhinoceros beasts in a small river in the flat dam.

Chu Xiangxiong digs the earth to dig the earth and build the city. The earth-building city has a radius of 30 miles. There is a very high observation platform in the city, which is also a stone-built city. Hundred and fifty feet high, the top and the length of the two feet on the observation platform, Xiang He, Xiang Zhuang two members of the generals, are wearing a sword, standing on the lookout, and looking straight into the distance. The two eyes are unaless, have no focal length, and don't know what they are thinking.

After a full quarter of an hour, he asked in a low voice: "The Asian father is not there, what should I wait for?"

Xiang Zhuang’s stunned him, and he whispered: “I will only kill people, brainstorming things, and I will ask me. The father is not there, isn’t there a letter coming? Just, the world’s women are not reliable. When I came back, I was angered by the King’s wrath, and the two who brought people here are not reliable and unreliable! Auntie, a group of women make up a bunch, we will all die here.”

He said with a sigh of relief: "Isn't that true? You and I practiced 蚩 不 不 不 魔 魔 魔 魔 魔 , 三 三 三 三 三 三 三 三 三 三 三 三 三 三 三 三 三 三 三 三 三 三 三 三 三 三 三 三 三 三 三 三 三 三 三 三Killing us is not so easy!"

Xiang Zhuang’s heavy sip spit on the ground. He whispered impatiently and whispered: “What about the next? The king? The king is gone, the king is not seen, the morale of Chu Xiangxiong’s morale and the combat power are weakened by 50%. Above. There is no 蚩尤旗, I am waiting for the immortal magical power that has not yet been Mahayana, and the magic of the 10% can play up to 30%. You and I are just as good as Yuan Ying’s monk, and what are you playing?”

The two are here to discuss, in the next camp, the black clothes like the misty Yuji, the white robe wins the snow of the moon, and the other two wearing the Yidi Palace skirt, green hair like clouds, the face is exquisite and beautiful, with a strong The natural atmosphere, like a woman with a mountain charm, came out together. Yu Ji and Yue Yue’s dresses are extremely concise, and the two women’s palace dresses are gorgeous. The black palace dress is embroidered with various magnificent patterns, and there are dozens of delicate jade hanging on the body. , jade and other decorative items.

These jade and jade are all faintly radiant, and there are runes in them, which are obviously extremely powerful instruments, not just decorative ornaments.

The eyes of the two women are more vivid green and dark purple, and the lips are faint black and red. The beautiful appearance gives a feeling of being enchanting to the extreme. There are dozens of women around them, all wearing high-crowned shirts, wearing black robes, and exposed skin on the face and hands, covered with black tattoos. The tattoo is not an ordinary poisonous beast, but a fine and dense ancient symbol, like a myriad of insects crawling under the skin of these women's white skin like a living thing.

Seeing that the group of women came out, the face of the Zhuangzhuang on the lookout changed. He had a big mouthful of spit and spit on the heads of these women. Fortunately, he moved quickly, grabbed Xiangzhuang and pushed him back several steps. ‘Auntie’, the mouth of the Zhuangzhuang spit on the watchtower, and the earth and stone on the platform of the king broke open several cracks.

Although he was obstructed by his slobbering good deeds, Xiangzhuang was still struggling with undue enthusiasm, and the maiden princes and the nieces of the moon smashed up: "The demon woman, the so-called disaster, so much for you. You will let us all die here for 80,000 lang. A group of **** women, you can only let men play in bed, where do you get the troops to command the army?"

Yu Ji and Yue Yan did not change their colors. The two women wearing the palace skirts were slightly brows and sighed softly. One of the women raised her right hand and showed a soldier-shaped warrior: "General Xiang Zhuang, the soldier is here. If you don't listen to me, I will blame me for being ruthless." Cut your head thirty or fifty times, you will also be on the spot?"

Yang Zhuang screamed with a sigh of anger, and angrily rushed to the sky with a wave of blood, flying far away to the small river that washed the rhinoceros in the distance. The woman holding the soldier's character sighed helplessly and whispered to the other woman in the skirt. "Sister, look?"

The woman shook her head silently, and then she bowed to Yu Ji and Yue Yue. "The red and green eyebrows made the two sisters laugh. Xiang Jiaxiong, who is not inferior, is also famous in Dachu. I also want two sisters to help them with Akasaka and Green Eyebrows. Otherwise, it’s really bad."

Yu Ji and Yue Yan looked at each other and nodded. "I am obeying."

Several women are whispering here, and suddenly there are screaming and killing sounds in all directions. The smoldering smoldering of the sky from all sides, from afar, from the flat dam on all sides of the mountains, there are black armor, like the tide of the same big Qin Jias swept down. Among these Da Qin A, more than 80% of the people were repaired by the martial arts. More than 10% were the strengths of the innate people, and then more than 7,000 Jin Dan monks and more than 50 Yuan Ying monks.

The law of Daqin is harsh, and anyone who breaks the law is arrested and imprisoned. There is no such thing as a feeling of affection. In the Great Yan Dynasty, if the Yuan Ying Dixian is in violation of the criminal law, as long as it is not a rebellion, if you do it, Yan Dan will not have any restrictions on them. However, in Daqin, even if Yuan Yingdi is killed for no reason, it will still be regarded as a mortal arrest sentence. Therefore, among these recidivism prisoners, there are not a few Jin Dan monks, and there are more than 50 Yuan Ying monks.

In addition to these monks who rushed to the Tucheng city, the other congenital and the martial artists rushed and swallowed the medicinal herbs that were sent before departure. These medicinal herbs are all stimulating potential, burning life and even soul, so that one's strength can be greatly erupted in a short period of time. When the congenital person takes it, it will have the equivalent of the Jindan monk in a quarter of an hour; the martial artist will take it, and he will get the equivalent of the innate real person in a quarter of an hour.

Their front chest, back heart, arms and legs, and the ray of light suddenly flashed. The symbol of the chest behind the chest is the curse of the corpse of the corpse, so that after they are killed, as long as the corpse remains intact, it can still kill and kill in a short time. The arms on the arms and legs are all kinds of runes that increase speed, increase strength and explosive power, and can increase the combat power of these death row members with the maximum limit.

All the prisoners' eyebrows have black runes and flashes. These runes are the magical spells set by the Daqin government. Once they have escaped and fearless, they will immediately be wiped out by the soul, and their bodies will immediately smash and kill the enemies around them. Even those monks who are Jin Dan and Yuan Ying Xiu, their eyebrows still have such a rune flashing, Daqin is law-abiding, and treats everyone equally, even if it is a powerful monk, it is also inevitable Set up a ban to prevent them from fleeing while serving their sentences.

This is a bloodthirsty beast that has been forced to death by a desperate attempt to get rid of guilt and promote wealth.

Along with the screaming and screaming of the landslide and tsunami, the Daqin death row rushed from the eastern mountain ridge has already rushed to the front of the Chucheng Xiong soldiers who are practicing outside the Tucheng. These death row squad screams, and when they raise their weapons, they smother the past with these Chu items. One hundred thousand to eight hundred, this is the strength comparison of that piece of flat dam. The black wave of death row is almost instantaneously surrounded by the elite of these Chu items.

Eight hundred Chu Xiangxiong formed a battle, easily throwing a **** scorpion to kill the rushing enemy. The weakest of them has the same strength as the early Jindan. The **** suffocation on the weapons lasts for dozens of feet, and hundreds of enemies can be cut off with one blow.

But what happened to these Chu Xiangxiong people’s horror happened. These Daqin death row prisoners who were stopped by the waist, their bodies did not see the slightest blood flowing out, and their lower half quickly rushed over, their upper half body, also used two The arm is used as a leg, and it is hard to crawl over here. Chu Xiangxiong is not good at magical magic. They only have a strong body and a huge magical power. In the face of such a strange scene, ordinary monks can use all kinds of banned spells to kill the enemy, but they can only passively pull out the weapons.

The bodies of those who died in Daqin suddenly burst open, just like the spurs of the big Yan family’s secret cultivation.

Each of their cells is broken up, as if the cells were filled with high-pressure gas. Their body fluids turned into a dark medicinal juice, which gave off a strong herb smell, and the face of the skull was spilled on the body of Chu Xiangxiong. Some of the soldiers were too late to be lucky, and they were covered with medicinal juice. Immediately, the skin had numerous white foams. In the blink of an eye, the body was eroded out of a large festering wound.

The injured Chu Xiangxiong soldiers were miserable. They all mobilized the homologous magical powers cultivated by Xiang Yu and others. The strength, defense and resilience of the body were instantly enhanced by dozens of times. Their flesh creeps and quickly recovers from the corroded body. The black medicinal juice and the blood from the body eroded each other, making a harsh ‘嗤嗤’ sound.

Large pieces of blood came out of these Chu Xiangxiong bodies, and they blocked the black poisonous juice that continued to spray them. These Chu Xiangxiong soldiers were practicing in Wushu, so they did not wear armor on their bodies, and they were caught off guard by the Daqin death row. However, once they lifted the magical powers, the defensive power of the whole body was not weaker than the protective power possessed by the top armor. They formed a large array and shed blood, and rushed to the Tucheng.

Tens of thousands of death row prisoners have firmly surrounded these Chu Xiangxiong soldiers, and they have rushed to kill them. The body of the death row was blasted, and the powerful impact caused the blood to flow. Chu Xiangxiong is like a group of powerful lions, struggling in the vast ocean of ants.

The ants succumbed to death. Finally, dozens of backward Chu Xiangxiong soldiers were forcibly dragged out of the array by the squadrons of the Daqin death row, and they were crushed by a storm and a slash. When the weapons and the bodies of these Chu Xiangxiong hit the body, the blade rewinded, and the blade was smashed, splashing a large piece of Mars. Chu Xiangxiong only had a negligible wound on his body, and he was still healing rapidly.

But when thousands of knives, tens of thousands of knives, and endless swords were cut on them, Chu Xiangxiong soldiers could only be smashed into meat sauce.

In the end, only three hundred and eight hundred soldiers were retired to Tucheng, and the other five hundred were killed. Behind them, more than 30,000 death sentences were killed, black plasma and red flesh and blood, all over the floor. On the Pingba, millions of Daqin death prisoners swarmed and instantly flooded the entire flat dam. More than 30,000 Chu Xiangxiong, who is currently working outside Tucheng, is surrounded by a group.

Zhang Wei suspended in the air, holding the flag, and shouted: "Death! Dead! Kill!"

The death row of Daqin, like a mad wicked, screamed wildly: "Death, death!"