Allure of the World - Chapter 346

[Chapter 346]

Huo Jingyun’s blunt sword was already up to him.

His blunt sword roared, and the blue halo that rose in the sky enveloped them, but they were instantly smashed to pieces by Jin Guangzhe’s red Li Jian stab.

With a sullen face, one move after another, Liang Hongxiu dialed arrows behind him to protect him.

Ling Chen and Qing Yun also joined the war.

Jin Guangzhe smiled and said without fear: “Is there anything else, you all come together, I don’t care!”

A short but fierce man rushed towards him in the distance, and the seven-star hammer flew up and down, no one could close up.

That was Fan Sheng. When Jin Guangzhe’s Li Jian was aimed at Huo Jingyun again, Fan Sheng’s Seven Star Hammer also arrived.

Juggernaut’s wheelchair spun, and his single palm sent out countless sharp blue ice balls, hitting Jin Guangzhe, Jin Guangzhe sneered, and Lijian suddenly diverted halfway toward Juggernaut, and Lijian fired golden sparks like broken stars. , shot into the Juggernaut’s body, along with the guard Vulture behind him.

Juggernaut played the last string of ice hockey, sat quietly in the wheelchair, looked up at the blue sky in the middle of autumn for the last time, and let out a deep breath, it turned out that he was really old.

When those ambitions start to be pinned on children, people really get old.

Huo Jingyun leaped to the sword sage’s side, took his hands, and called out in a low voice, “Father!” The

sword sage had lost his breath, and he could not hear Huo Jingyun’s long-lost “father”. But what about this? These were not important to him.

Huo Jingyun knelt there on both knees.

More and more arrows flew over.

Liang Hongxiu jumped to open the arrow to Huo Jingyun.

Qing Yun and Ling Chen and Han Zhitao were entangled with Jin Guangzhe.

Huo Jingyun looked at the blue and serious face of the Sword Saint. In his memory, the master had never had a smiling face. He also never married a wife. He wants to be the overlord of the entire five continents!

Now, he just died.

Huo Jingyun felt sad in his heart. Ever since he knew that he was not a true descendant of the Ling family, he hated his master. He hardly ever spoke to him again. He wanted to ask about his mother several times, but because of the war, it was delayed again and again In the past, now, no one will tell him anymore.

How he got here, and who he is, may remain a secret forever.

Huo Jingyun grabbed the blunt sword and got on his horse. He looked around and saw the densely packed soldiers fighting together. He understood that there was still a long way to go, and he could only move forward, not backward! And there are some roads that can’t be turned back at all.

In the distance, there was a fire burning, jumping like hot blood, and black smoke rushed up and slowly enveloped the sky. The arrows howled as if from the sky.

He was hit by an arrow, as if there were more than one arrow, and another arrow rubbed his cheek and rushed past, blood dripped down, and fell into his mouth. His blunt sword was overwhelming, slashing like reaping wheat.

Ling Chen and Qing Yun were entangled with Jin Guangzhe. Qingyun kept thinking about the master’s words, only the Canglong Sword and Qiushui Sword could kill Jin Guangzhe. The master’s words are reassuring, and Qingyun is sure that they can kill Jin Guangzhe.

But she doesn’t seem to be on Jin Guangzhe’s side at all.

Only when Ling Chen’s Canglong Soft Sword wrapped around Jin Guangzhe’s Li Jian, Qingyun would take the opportunity to stab at him, but he could always dodge. And Ling Chen had to take care of her, so he couldn’t fight with all his heart, so even though they were two of them, they actually had the upper hand.

A strong wind blew up in the wilderness, surrounded by the sound of slaughtering mountains and seas, the wind blowing on the face, with sand and black smoke, the fierce suffocation.

Ling Chen was hit with an arrow, the arrow pierced his left shoulder, the long arrow was exposed, and he pulled it out! Blood splashed Qingyun’s face.

Jin Guangzhe smiled and his eyes were bloodthirsty. All around him were broken corpses, and a thick layer had fallen.

Huo Jingyun attacked Jin Guangzhe from behind, but Fan Sheng went around behind Huo Jingyun!

Seeing Fan Sheng’s Seven Star Hammer hit Huo Jingyun’s back.

Liang Hongxiu didn’t even think about it, the sword in his hand stabbed at Fan Sheng, and his body was on Huo Jingyun’s back…

Only when he heard a “bang”, Liang Hongxiu fell off the horse, vomited blood, and fell to the ground.

“Red Sleeves!”

Huo Jingyun shouted, the blunt sword cut off Fan Sheng’s Seven Star Hammer chain, Fan Sheng was still in shock when Huo Jingyun cut him over under his horse.

Huo Jingyun got off the horse and picked up Liang Hongxiu.

Her spine was shattered into foam.

“Your Majesty…” Liang Hongxiu wanted to reach out and touch Huo Jingyun’s face, but she couldn’t lift her hand anymore.

“I miss the days in Ziyitang, how happy I was at that time… Why, slowly, became what I am now, I have a lot, and I lost a lot…” Her eyes slowly poured out. Lots of colorful flowers.

“Hongxiu… Do you want to go back? Do you want to go back to Yuncheng?”

Liang Hongxiu shook her head: “No, there is no point without you… Your Majesty, can you, can you kiss me?” Blurred, blurred vision.

Huo Jingyun’s eyes were dense, and he gently kissed her forehead.

Liang Hongxiu fell into his arms, tears falling in rows, wetting his clothes…

She finally let go of his hand.

This is the woman who has been with him the longest. He knew her thoughts, but in his heart, she was really just a sister. He couldn’t give her the love of men and women, so he didn’t want to detain her in the harem and harm her.

She later left him several times and returned several times. Now, she has completely left him.

With so many people surrounding Jin Guangzhe, it seemed that they couldn’t kill Jin Guangzhe.

Qing Yun and Ling Chen had originally attacked Jin Guangzhe from left to right, but they never succeeded. And whenever Jin Guangzhe attacked Qingyun, Ling Chen would be distracted.

Qing Yun thought about it for a long time, and when he had an idea, he suddenly leaped, ready to jump on Ling Chen’s war horse, Ling Chen immediately caught her with both hands.

She was petite and nestled in front of Ling Chen’s chest, which did not affect Ling Chen’s performance at all, and Ling Chen could still protect her.

Ling Chen understood what Qing Yun meant, she kept attacking Jin Guangzhe during the battle between Ling Chen and Jin Guangzhe!

In this way, Jin Guangzhe really can only deal with it and cannot take the initiative to attack.

The blue wind was floating, the green grass was swaying, and the blue cloud was in Ling Chen’s arms, like a monkey. Attack Jin Guangzhe from time to time, using Qiushui sword, poison bomb, or poison needle.

The two people at this time seemed to be one person.

When Ling Chen’s Canglong Sword was wrapped around Jin Guangzhe’s Lijian again, Qingyun seized the opportunity, pressed Piccolo’s poisonous needle with his left hand, and the Qiu Shui Sword in his right went straight to Jin Guangzhe’s chest!

Jin Guangzhe withdrew his sword and turned back, Ling Chen’s Canglong Sword was firmly nailed to his back!

The moment Jin Guangzhe fell from the horse, Ling Chen held the Qiu Shui sword in Qing Yun’s hand and flew up and stabbed into his chest!

His bright red shirt was slowly drenched with oozing blood. Ling Chen’s Canglong Sword was inserted into his back, Qingyun’s Qiushui Sword was inserted into his chest, and he was holding a poisonous needle shot by Qingyun in his hand. He exhausted his last strength and threw the Lijian in his hand towards Qingyun, watching the Lijian plunge into Qingyun’s chest accurately.

With a smile on his face, Ling Chen’s frantic low-pitched roar slowly fell to the ground… The

historical records are only the results, no details. The Western Zhou Continental Records only record that at the end of August in the third year of Daxin, Jin Guangzhe died in the Battle of Xuancheng at the age of twenty-seven. Few strokes.

Emperor Jin Guangzhe of the Western Zhou Continent succeeded to the throne at the age of fourteen. He reigned for thirteen years, with iron-blooded wrists and countless murders. He spent six years uniting the turbulent and scattered Western Zhou Dynasty.

But he didn’t keep his world.

Some emperors are born military strategists, but they are not good politicians, and they are not good managers of the country. Some people are suitable for fighting and looting, and some people are more suitable for management.

Survival of the fittest.

No matter how big the wind and snow are, no matter how long the night is, it will eventually pass.

[End of This Chapter]