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Chapter 119 Beheading

The luck in the sky suddenly disappeared.

Wu Lang stood among the ruins on the ground and glanced at the sky. He felt something vaguely and sighed: "He is dead."

"Mingyu is dead too." The swordsman, covered in blood, stumbled over, a smile cracking his lips, but he was indescribably miserable, and his body was in tatters, like the remains of someone who had stepped out of a pile of corpses.

Mingyu Sword God and this old emperor were both at the end of their game, and they both risked their lives to start this final battle.

Even after being continuously weakened and at the same level, the two of them were still amazing people, but they still fought too hard, and in the end they only relied on their will to hold on.

"As expected of an emperor, I already thought that Mingyu would die in the middle of the beating, but I don't know why, he still drags his body and fights with me."

The swordsman grinned with a bloody smile and taunted in a low voice: "Maybe it's his strange will that keeps him going until now. I can't understand it."

Wu Lang glanced at him, but did not expose his incomprehension, but said: "Senior Gui Sandao, thank you for your hard work."

As a confidant of an era and a contemporary genius who is known as one sword and one sword, can you really not understand?

Of course it is understandable.

Although he does not have the grand will to serve the world, if it were replaced by his obsession with his lover, it would be similar. It was his strong obsession to go back and see her that kept him alive until now.

Sometimes, going back to marry her is like setting a death flag, but for this infatuated swordsman who has been waiting for countless years and looking for medicine to extend the life of his lover, it is a long-cherished wish that has persisted for thousands of years, otherwise

He might have collapsed long ago.

"call!"

Wu Lang let out a deep breath, "It's really a bit heavy."

"That's why I don't bother to pay attention to you. That guy Mingyu has always been like this. He hates to see the people suffer. In the end, I saw him dying with a smile. He felt that he had burned everything he had and would see what he wanted.

s future."

The middle-aged swordsman's voice was hoarse and he spat out a mouthful of black blood. "What's next? The leader of the revolutionary army who overthrew the dynasty. What are we going to do? I've finished my work and it's time to go back."

Wu Lang looked over.

Across the dark and broken land, the monks who had fled Jinghuang City had begun to return.

Although most of the people ran away, the war broke out too quickly, and the casualties were still very heavy. Many Golden Core Stage monks were even killed by the shock, and many people were crying in the ruins.

But there were also people cheering in the ruins, because the sacrifices in this battle were almost insignificant compared to such a horrific record, and it could be said to be a complete victory.

But those who cheered were mostly common people and low-level monks.

In their eyes, the Human Emperor was so ugly that he turned ancient humans into a scourge of mountain spirits and beasts. He constantly attacked modern humans and made them kill each other. It would be a happy death.

"It's time to wrap things up and retreat quickly." Wu Lang looked solemn. If he guessed correctly, the strong men of the Righteous Alliance who were preparing to pick up the salted fish were probably already on their way here.

To kill the emperor yourself, the emphasis is on surprise.

It seemed like a long time passed, but in fact it was only three or four hours from the beginning of the parade to the end of Emperor Zhan.

If you succeed in front of you, you will naturally have to retreat bravely.

"However, there is still this thing." Wu Lang took out a scroll from the Najie given by the Human Emperor. Most of the scrolls written on it were various secrets, projects, and achievements of the royal family.

There are benefits to mankind.

There are also quite dark experiments, not only on monks and prisoners, but also on mortals.

There are many of these dark sides in every dynasty throughout history.

"What to do next?" the swordsman asked.

"Before leaving, let's go one step further to declare our justice, announce these dirty things of the royal family, and unite people's hearts."

Wu Lang said lightly: "What's more, this information was found in the ring. I'm afraid that the Human Emperor deliberately left it for me to unite people's hearts. He was more generous than I thought. Since he couldn't resist, he chose to act.

clown."

"There are so many different ways of doing things."

The swordsmen nearby also gathered around.

He became a little angry after looking at this information. Although he knew that all the major immortal sects would be a little dirty, he never thought that the Human Emperor Sect was much dirtier than he thought. Various experiments and secret research on some magic skills had killed many people.

The accumulation is astronomical.

Wu Lang quickly sorted it out.

As a professional, he is well versed in sorting out all kinds of enemy information and hiring navy forces to blackmail enemy companies. His previous plans were well done, let alone finishing them now.

He quickly started displaying some materials, replacing three Thais among the ruins, and placed the materials on top of the prison van and paraded them through the streets.

"That is?"

"I never thought there was such a thing!"

"The Human Emperor Sect is really dirty!"

Many people in the world were angry when they saw this.

The bloody content of these materials is enough to subvert people's concept of the Human Emperor Sect for the second time.

Click.

Wu Lang stood in the court of justice at the right time. This was a building that symbolized justice and law, full of majesty and weight.

"Today, we will parade through the streets and ask for execution in the afternoon!"

"And now, it should be the same, replace the criminals and behead the tyrants!"

The sound was slow, Wu Lang stood at a high place, the cold wind was biting, and the sky across the ruins seemed to be dyed red, and countless golden fortunes condensed like burning clouds, entrenched in the sky.

At the foot is a demon-slaying platform.

This white-clothed figure said softly to the people in front of the magic projection:

"As for the deaths of those kings, scholars, and storytellers from mortal countries today, their fate cannot be changed, and they will rest in peace here."

"But these pioneers, together with the ancient mountain spirit humans who are gradually awakening, slaughtered the emperor together today to eliminate corruption in Jingzhou, overthrow the imprisonment, and usher in a new prosperous age."

"True order is initiated with the sound of sharpening swords and drawing swords."

"Today, the ancient humans came again, setting aside the sea of ​​misery and suffering, and came back to the world to build a new dynasty with the mortals of this world!"

"Fight for the people of the world to practice cultivation!"

Wu Lang stretched out his hand, holding the human emperor's seal, and slowly stamped a volume of imperial edict:

"The tyrant has no moral principles. Today there are three ironclad evidences of his guilt and he will be beheaded here!"

Someone pushed the human emperor's body onto the demon-slaying platform.

At this moment, the entire land of Jingzhou was watching this scene, the scene of Wenzhan in the afternoon, even though it was already a corpse.

Click!

The human head falls and the soul dies.

"Goodbye, gentlemen! The prosperous age is as you wish, and the future can still be expected!" This great scholar in white stood alone in the center of the world, standing at the highest point of the palace, and gradually disappeared, leaving only an empty city, completely without a trace.

Traced, gone without a trace.

It took half a day to go to the execution ground, rob the prison car, and assassinate the contemporary emperor in front of the world.

When the matter is over, whisk it away, hiding your merit and fame.

This is a historic scene, and at the same time, the last words he left in the Human Emperor's Supreme Tribunal will not be forgotten by anyone even after tens of millions of years.


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