The people on the ground standing at the entrance of the wedding hall could not help but move back slightly with their eyes beating uncontrollably.
The faces of some ladies in the wedding hall changed color and they did not dare to watch.
Even the generals under King Zhenbei who were fighting in the killing field also had their cheeks twitching slightly at this time.
I have seen people killing people, but I have never seen people killing people like this.
This was so... so... words could not describe the shock they received. This was simply killing.
The great monk saw it in the distance, and a mouthful of blood burst out from his eyes: "Master nephew, ah..."
The cry of extreme grief and anger floated in the air, and a sword penetrated his body directly, nailing him to the edge of the wall.
There was a brief blankness in the great monk's eyes of grief and anger. Was he defeated? Was he killed?
How is it possible?
He is the leader of the Shaolin Luohan Hall, and his martial arts skills are almost unrivaled in the northern part of Later Qin. Why did he just... just... today?
Beiming Changfeng, who had a cold face, put away his sword coldly and looked up at Ziyu: "Well done."
Nice job, nice kill.
The sky is scorching hot, and the breeze is motionless.
Seeing the blood raining all over the sky, Ziyu snorted coldly and raised his hand to strike at the ice silkworm. The ice silkworm, which seemed to have a spiritual connection with Ziyu, immediately spit out a strand of ice silk and flew into Ziyu's hand.
The fingertips moved slightly, and the bone-cold ice threads wrapped around and around the Taoist priest who was so frightened that he peed after seeing the scene just now.
Standing on the steps in front of the wedding hall, Ziyu lowered his head and looked at the Taoist priest who was scared to death. His eyes slowly narrowed: "I want you to see with your own eyes that your body is cut off inch by inch, and becomes dead flesh inch by inch, bit by bit.
I have to wait for death to relieve the anger in my heart."
Following Ziyu's words, the ice threads wrapped around the Taoist priest's body started from the Taoist priest's feet, and circled like the sharpest knife, cutting off the flesh and bones of the Taoist priest's body.
Blood splattered everywhere and the ground was scarlet.
The Taoist priest's throat bone was crushed, and he could not speak at all at this time. He watched himself being chopped into pieces inch by inch. The horrible feeling of being beaten was even more painful than killing him right away.
"Ouch..." Howling and rolling on the ground like a wild beast, but unfortunately he was no match for Ice Silkworm and Bingsi.
Death is just a matter of time.
The scene was completely silent, except for the howling of the Taoist priest and the breathing of the guests.
"What a vicious woman." At this moment, the person in the black sedan who was retreating far away suddenly said.
Ziyu raised his eyes sharply: "Vicious? So what?"
If others don't harm her, she will never harm others. If others want her life, what if she is vicious?
"I can't do anything to you, but my master..."
Whoosh, a sword light suddenly struck out like lightning and headed straight for the black sedan.
Beiming Changfeng, who had his hands free, could not allow anyone to target Ziyu.
As soon as the curtain of the black sedan chair was raised, the people in the sedan stepped forward with a palm.
"Bang." Suddenly there was a sharp sound like a broken piccolo, which made everyone present tremble slightly.
Immediately afterwards, I saw the black sedan that could not be penetrated by bows and arrows. The sedan body shook violently, and the upper part of the sedan was shot into the air and crashed to the side.
The black sedan was split in half by Beiming Changfeng's sword.
The sedan flew out, and at the same moment, a black shadow flew out of the sedan and flew towards the top of the palace behind it.