Chapter 705 Kill the crucian

"My tribes sent this group of hot-blooded men to the battlefield to kill the enemy in order to bathe blood, without complaint or regret. Is it possible for your second brother to be killed alive?" Yu Ziyu shouted with his eyes wide.

"Holy Sage," Xia Kun's hoarse voice slowly came, "Dare you to ask my second brother how it is now?"

"He bound himself and pleaded guilty. Your Majesty has not yet made a decision, but he was attacked and killed in the chaotic army." Mi Ziyu said, "Then the Xia tribal army carried his coffin out of the camp. When he returned to Yudu, he clashed with Shang Hou in Nanjiao City. The Xia Legion waved his troops to attack the city, and both sides were killed and injured. Shang Hou was also shot by a volley, and his left arm was rotten and was being treated. Your Majesty was furious and ordered me to come with Wu Dao, but he killed the evil and never asked.

No one expected such a big thing to happen, and they were stunned for a moment. Xia Kun was silent. After a long time, he said, "Since the saint came to kill me, let's do it!"

"Nan Yuejun--" On countless hills, hundreds of thousands of people roared in unison. These people are looking at Xia Kun's water control achievements. On the one hand, their relatives are killed and they are heartbroken, but on the other hand, they sincerely support Xia Kun. Most people are struggling in their hearts and don't know how to face it.

Mi Ziyu slowly walked out. The first step stepped out, and the flame suddenly burned under his feet. Taking another step, the flame rose and his whole body burned. In the eyes of everyone, a human-shaped fireball suddenly turned into a hot light and shadow, swaying the sky, swept over the heavy water, and fell at the foot of Yushan!

Bin Kong Huoying.

Zong Ziyu appeared in his body, and his white silk robe was spotless, like a fairy. At the foot of Yushan are densely covered with civilian husbands. This group of ragged and muddy people looked at him with dull eyes, but Xia Kun didn't know where he was.

"Come on, these are ordinary people, and they have nothing to do with them." The voice of Xia Kun came from the top of the mountain.

Zong Ziyu smiled faintly, held the silk order in his hand, and walked slowly to the mountain road. Suddenly, an old man carrying a fork rushed out and shouted loudly, "Mr. Nan Yue is dedicated to the people. Why didn't your majesty notice it, but he was blinded by the villain!"

While talking, he rushed to Goziyu's side and split his hand to take the order. Qi Ziyu frowned and pointed out. He was right in the middle of the old man's fork, and the fork suddenly turned into a fire dragon and burned. The old man was stunned, and then the dragon got into his body, and his whole body was like firewood poured with oil, banging.

"Your Majesty, Nan Yuejun has made great contributions to me--" The old man burned his body but roared desperately, "He rescued 300 people from the flood siege, and the old man is willing to die for him..."

The roar turned into a whisper, and the fire gradually faded, fluttered, and the ashes were spread on the ground. He was burned to ashes by the fire.

"Father--" A middle-aged man ran from a distance with a sweaty face, but finally he was a step late and rushed to him, only holding up the ashes and scorching black soil.

"You son of a man," he looked at Ziyu angrily. "Why did you suddenly kill someone?"

Ziyu lowered his eyes and said lightly, "There are those who block this road, there is no mercy."

"Haha!" The man laughed grinly and stood proudly in front of him, "I just want to stop you. How about it?"

Zong Ziyu didn't say anything. He slapped it out. The man lowered his head and looked at his chest in astonishment, but it was no different. However, for a moment, he hissed and stretched out his hand to press his chest desperately. A flame actually erupted from his chest. Mi Ziyu's palm actually planted the dark fire of his heart. In those years, Shaoqiu was almost burned to death by the flame with his elemental blood. What's more, this ordinary people, the dark fire instantly burned his internal organs into ashes, and then burned out of his body surface and swallowed the man.

The people around them were either clans or relatives and friends. As soon as they saw the father and son died tragically, they became angry together. They raised the wooden stick, stone axe, fork and sickle, shouted loudly, and rushed over to Chao Ziyu. A sharp light flashed in Mi Ziyu's eyes, and a dark and invisible long knife suddenly gushed out between his arms. He didn't look at this group of ants and waved it casually...

At the same time, there was a shout on the top of the mountain: "Holy men show mercy--"

In silence, an arc of void shone in front of Mi Ziyu, as if this knife had cut through the endless world and the deep and secluded unknown space. The black void strangely divided the human body in front of them in half. They were still running and shouting, but the limbs were separated, and the middle part had been It doesn't belong to this space.

Plop, countless people... To be precise, the remnants fell to the ground. In this short moment, where Wu Dao passed, all creatures and even dead things were swallowed up. Some people's heads disappear, leaving a dark stubble on the neck, which does not bleed; some people's waist is completely missing, but the chest cavity and lower limbs are together...

The scene was terrible, and even a surrounding mountain wall was cut seven or eight feet deep, revealing a dark gap. The people turned pale and slowly retreated with each other's help.

If Yu Ziyu didn't see, he slowly stepped on the mountain road of Yushan with a silk book in one hand and a black gas rolled Wu knife in the other. Somehow, Xia Kun didn't speak at this time. There was silence on the mountain, and the sound of the flood hitting the mountain wall was huge, like a sea tide. In the feeling of Mi Ziyu, he could feel that the whole mountain was shaking...

Yushan is not high, 300 feet, but it looks extremely steep. Especially on the coast of the East China Sea, it is mostly surrounded by hills, and this mountain seems to be towering into the clouds. Mi Ziyu felt as if he had walked for a long time. For a long time, he couldn't walk to the top of the mountain and couldn't get close to Xia Kun.

As long as the moment they meet, his life and death will be doomed, his victory or defeat will be doomed, and Aisan's fate will also be doomed. Mi Ziyu felt so tired. For so many years, he struggled to climb up to the peak of this wilderness, isn't it just for this day? If you kill Xia Kun, Ai Sang will be resurrected. He will become the top master in the world and stare at the wilderness.

But is it dead? Everything is over, ambition, love, life... From then on, he will be buried in this barren mountain, and Asang will also lie alone in the grottoes of Fengju Yumen until the eternity of time, and his body will permanently turn into a piece of dead wood...

"No, I'm not reconciled!" Goziyu roared crazily in his heart, "But can I really defeat Xia Kun? This wilderness is undefeated, second only to Hou Yi's peerless demigod?

His face is still calm. After the refinement of his mental strength, his heart will not show a trace, and even his skin, breath, eyes and blood will not be turbulent at all.

In this way, step by step on the top of the mountain, the long wind blows, bringing the dampness and fishy smell of the seaside. On the top of Yushan stands a huge stone dozens of feet wide, obliquely inserted into the western sky, like a silhouette of void.

A majestic man with muddy clothes and ragged clothes. He stood on the boulder with his hands on his back, looking at the flood in the distance. Mi Ziyu has never seen Xia Kun, but he knows that this person must be Xia Kun. No other person in the world can have such a temperament. Such magnificence can make the whole mountain be his background, as if crawling on a mound at his feet.

This mountain was born to cushion the summer crucian carp.

"Do you know why I didn't stop you from killing?" Xia Kun didn't look back and said slowly, "Because I'm going to kill you. You are bold and cruel, and you have no awe of human life. If you have a saint like you, your faith will be chaotic.

"You are in awe of human life, and you regard the covenant as a heavenly law, Yanhuang's faith, and the harmony of the tribe, isn't it still chaotic because of you?" Ziyu said lightly.

Xia Kun was dumb for a moment, and suddenly laughed. He turned around. The sun hit his face and saw his dark face. His beard was as messy as a steel needle. Although he was a little haggard, he was extremely powerful, and his eyelids were closed.

"You are a talent. No wonder Da Shun will like you." Xia Kun looked at him carefully and nodded, "It's a pity, it's a pity..." He didn't know what a pity. After a moment, he said lightly, "Now, how is my Xia Legion in the coalition?"