288. Chapter 288 Chapter 0287 No thanks between brothers
Zhao Haotian always thought that he was talented and bold, but after seeing Zhao Qingzhu's evil, he found that he was worse than an ant. In front of this evil guy, the so-called boldness was just a joke.
The guy holding the Thousand Manifestations Umbrella must be considered powerful, he must be brave, he must be a real man. In the end, this evil guy cut off his beauty and went to a place where he wanted to be happy with his broken body.
A world that cannot be happy either.
Zhao Haotian found that being with this guy always made him see his dark side. He was originally a very talented and bold person, but at this moment, when faced with that dense crowd of figures, he couldn't be bold at all.
His only thought was that Thirty-Six Strategies would be the best strategy.
However, just as he had this idea, a dazzling bloody light suddenly burst out from the dark secret passage. Then, Zhao Qingzhu's motionless figure flashed out and disappeared in the sea of people in front of him.
"This guy is dying."
Seeing Zhao Qingzhu charging towards him without saying a word, Zhao Haotian rolled his eyes, forgetting how powerful this guy was because there were so many people on the other side.
Just as Zhao Haotian's exclamation ended, Zhao Qingzhu appeared in the middle of the crowd.
Wherever he went, all the Zhitian Cultists fell down one after another peacefully and silently.
The dazzling bloody light disappeared, and Zhao Qingzhu didn't have a trace of blood on his body. He looked coldly at the Zhitian Cult members blocking the front, paying no attention to the falling figures behind him.
Still speechless, he took a step forward with the Thousand Planes Umbrella and the Giant Scissors in hand.
The Zhitian Cultist who was standing in front of him took a step back.
Zhao Qingzhu took a step forward, and they took a step back.
This was a silent contest. Although there were hundreds of followers of the Zhitian Sect, their aura was suppressed by Zhao Qingzhu who was alone.
Of course, aura alone is not enough. Zhao Qingzhu's previous move killed dozens of people instantly, but at this moment, the remaining Zhitian Cult members have not come back to their senses.
They had seen too many arrogant and strong men, but they had never seen an intruder like Zhao Qingzhu who went on a killing spree without saying a word.
In the past, whenever a strong person found them, they would arrogantly say, "You will die." After saying this, the righteous strong person died, but they were still alive.
Fortunately, now, a truly strong man who doesn't speak comes here, which makes them a little unable to adapt.
However, being unable to adapt is only temporary.
When Zhao Qingzhu stepped out again, a Zhitian cultist standing in front suddenly woke up. His eyes were wide open, he raised the long knife in his hand and shouted: "Brothers, don't be afraid, he is just a
People. Go up——"
The momentum was enough, but he didn't take a step forward.
However, although he did not take a step forward, at this moment, he was standing two steps in front of all the Zhitian Cult members.
Realizing the strangeness behind him, he instinctively glanced back. At this sight, he suddenly became angry and said viciously: "I told you to come forward, why did you retreat?"
"No, you moved forward."
Everyone had a surprisingly tacit understanding, and their expressions remained unchanged, as if he was really charging forward.
"Is there any?"
He blinked and saw that he was indeed standing two steps in front of the team. He gritted his teeth and shouted to Zhao Qingzhu: "Who is coming..."
"Shua..."
Before he could finish his words, the strange bloody light reappeared, and then his head slipped to one side and fell to the ground with a 'dong' sound.
"You're yelling at your mother, I'm here to cause trouble."
After kicking away the head that had fallen to his feet, Zhao Qingzhu looked up again and looked at the believers in front, "Those who are not afraid of death come up, and those who are afraid of death stay aside."
As soon as Zhao Qingzhu finished speaking, hundreds of believers immediately moved aside to both sides.
What a joke, this guy is simply a murderous devil, go ahead and seek death.
Zhao Haotian, who saw all this scene, worshiped Zhao Qingzhu like a surging river. His eyes looked at Zhao Qingzhu as if he had seen a peerless beauty, and stars were shining straight out of his eyes.
Zhao Qingzhu would not believe that this group of evil people could be suppressed by him so easily. After gripping the Myriad Manifestation Umbrella a little tighter, he dragged the giant scissors and made a series of harsh sounds as he strode towards the crowd.
As his footsteps approached, almost all the crowd clung to the stone wall.
There is nothing to be afraid of when seeing a crowd. Zhao Haotian's pretentiousness suddenly emerged. Under this pretentiousness, he jumped off the bird's back and followed Zhao Qingzhu as he swaggered through the crowd.
From time to time, he would also slap the face of the believer who was leaning against the stone wall, and he looked more and more sullen.
People who pretend to be fake often get struck by lightning.
This sentence was soon confirmed by Zhao Haotian. When he followed Zhao Qingzhu and swaggered to the center of the crowd, hundreds of believers who had been close to the stone wall suddenly shouted and swarmed towards the two of them.
Puff puff puff…
The human sea tactic is always the most classic tactic. With hundreds of people suddenly jumping out, Zhao Haotian, who was unable to defend himself, was instantly submerged and pinned to the bottom by more than ten people, unable to even breathe.
"what happens…"
Zhao Haotian, who was pressed at the bottom, obviously hadn't come to his senses yet. Why did these guys who were like grandsons just a moment ago suddenly turn against each other at this moment?
"You just fucking slapped me in the face, didn't you?"
One of the cultists who was pressing on him took out his hand from the crowd, then slapped Zhao Haotian hard, and said viciously: "I told you to pretend, I told you to pretend... I'll slap you to death..."
The sound of slaps continued to sound, and in an instant, Zhao Haotian's handsome face became swollen and looked like a human face.
The golden-winged bird really has the power of prophecy.
Zhao Haotian, who was slapped until his eyes glowed with gold, was ready to die, but with more than a dozen people pressing him down, he could not resist and could only bear the sudden humiliation.
If he returns alive from this trip, he may never dare to pretend to be thirteen again for the rest of his life.
This is too dark, isn't it? It's too unfair, isn't it?
Just when Zhao Haotian was desperate, the dazzling blood-colored light suddenly bloomed in front of his eyes. At this moment, this light was no longer a symbol of death, but the most indispensable dawn of life in his life.
The bloody light faded away, and the cultist who slapped him in the mouth became silent, as did the other cultists who were pressing heavily on him.
Zhao Qingzhu, who rescued him in time, walked over slowly, then knelt down and said with a smile: "I didn't let you watch, why did you follow me?"
"Well, I'm afraid you won't be able to defeat me alone, so..."
"So you were worried about me."
Zhao Qingzhu was so moved that she almost cried, "Thank you so much, brother."
"Hey, thanks, you called me brother, didn't you?"
"That's right, brothers don't say thank you."
Zhao Qingzhu nodded, then stood up and said: "There is a powerful guy coming in front of me. I may not be able to defeat him. Please help me block it for a while."
"ah?"
Zhao Haotian opened his eyes wide and quickly looked towards the passage ahead.
Seeing this, he suddenly took a breath of cold air. In the moment when he was suppressed, hundreds of believers were lying in the passage, and the pungent smell of blood instantly calmed him down.
As he calmed down, he became even more desperate.
I saw several figures approaching at an alarming speed in the passage ahead. Zhao Qingzhu turned around and ran away when these figures appeared.
At the end, I didn’t forget to add, “Brother, hold on, I’ll help you when I recover a little bit of my skills.”
"Don't be so stupid!"
Looking sideways at Zhao Qingzhu's figure who was escaping in panic towards the entrance, Zhao Haotian lowered his head feebly, "There's no need to be so deceptive, I was just talking casually."
Now Zhao Haotian has a death wish. If he hadn't shown off verbally, Zhao Qingzhu would not have left him alone.
What's good now is that the enemy is approaching from the front, and the retreat is supported by the rear. I am even suppressed by more than ten corpses...
After a moment of helplessness, Zhao Haotian suddenly raised his head with a look of determination on his face.
What appeared in the passage was the Great Elder and a group of Zhitian Sect protectors. The Great Elder, who quickly arrived at this place of death, glanced at the corpses on the ground with cold eyes, and his cold eyes instantly locked on Zhao Haotian.
"How could it be this guy?"
One of the guardians looked at Queen Zhao Haotian with a flash of surprise in his eyes and said: "The aura is completely wrong."
The Great Elder said nothing and stared at Zhao Haotian without blinking, while Zhao Haotian was also struggling to get up from the corpse at this moment.
The moment his eyes came into contact with the great elder, his body trembled suddenly, and his eyes that were originally full of life became hollow and lifeless.
"You killed these people."
"No!" Zhao Haotian shook his head.
"Are they from the top ten famous families?" the great elder asked again.
"No." Zhao Haotian shook his head numbly, like a walking corpse.
"Who is that?"
"Zhao Qingzhu!"
"Zhao Qingzhu?" A trace of surprise flashed in the Great Elder's eyes, because he had been in retreat for more than ten years and did not know Zhao Qingzhu. After being surprised, he turned to the protector beside him and asked: "Who has heard of this?
Good guy?"
After hearing the three words Zhao Qingzhu, all the guardians took a deep breath in their hearts. The guardians of the Zhitian Sect often walked outside, and they knew Zhao Qingzhu's deeds relatively clearly.
After hearing the great elder's question, a protector put aside the shock in his heart and told him everything he knew about Zhao Qingzhu.
"You said he got Emperor Wu's giant scissors? He also possesses the fighting spirit of the Great Evil King?"
The great elder's brows tightened. If this is the case, Zhao Qingzhu and the others cannot easily offend him. Not only can they not offend him, it is best to win him over. Anyone who is an enemy of the world's martial arts is their friend!
Of course, what this protector knew was only what happened before Zhao Qingzhu entered the Gods and Demons Cemetery. After Zhao Qingzhu entered the Gods and Demons Cemetery, looking at the entire Beidou Continent, the only people who knew his true identity were the Sword Demon and those trapped in his small world.
of helplessness and destiny.
"Well, it is said that someone later discovered the aura of the Demon King on him. However, this was more than a year ago. Zhao Qingzhu later entered the Gods and Demons Cemetery and disappeared for several months. When he came out again, he was in
A Qing Palace was built in the border town of Kaiyang State, and a gambling bureau was also set up, which attracted gamblers from all over the world. After establishing the Qing Palace, he first wiped out the bandit mountain, and then massacred all the Qingyunmen.
Burn down Longyin Temple."
Hearing that both Qingyun Gate and Longyin Temple were destroyed in the hands of Zhao Qingzhu, the great elder was moved in his heart and asked: "Is this all his own doing?"
"I don't know if it's true or not. Anyway, it's true that the Qingyun Gate was massacred and the Longyin Temple was burned to ashes. But it wasn't his fault. It's just a rumor in the world."
Based on what the protector said, the great elder finally came to a conclusion and said solemnly: "If the rumors are true, he is probably here to destroy our Zhitian Sect!"
"What to do with this guy?"
"Lock him up first!"
The murderous intent flashed out of the Great Elder's eyes, and he said with murderous intent: "I want to see what he wants to do by leaving this guy here."
"hey-hey!"
Zhao Qingzhu, who brought the golden-winged bird into the small world, grinned bloodthirstyly and whispered to himself: "Of course I'll let you lead the way!" Zhao Haotian always thought that he was talented and bold, but when he saw Zhao Qingzhu's
After becoming evil, he found that he was worse than an ant. In front of this evil guy, his so-called boldness was just a joke.
The guy holding the Thousand Manifestations Umbrella must be considered powerful, he must be brave, he must be a real man. In the end, this evil guy cut off his beauty and went to a place where he wanted to be happy with his broken body.
A world that cannot be happy either.
Zhao Haotian found that being with this guy always made him see his dark side. He was originally a very talented and bold person, but at this moment, when faced with that dense crowd of figures, he couldn't be bold at all.
His only thought was that Thirty-Six Strategies would be the best strategy.
However, just as he had this idea, a dazzling bloody light suddenly burst out from the dark secret passage. Then, Zhao Qingzhu's motionless figure flashed out and disappeared in the sea of people in front of him.
"This guy is dying."
Seeing Zhao Qingzhu charging towards him without saying a word, Zhao Haotian rolled his eyes, forgetting how powerful this guy was because there were so many people on the other side.
Just as Zhao Haotian's exclamation ended, Zhao Qingzhu appeared in the middle of the crowd.
Wherever he went, all the Zhitian Cultists fell down one after another peacefully and silently.
The dazzling bloody light disappeared, and Zhao Qingzhu didn't have a trace of blood on his body. He looked coldly at the Zhitian Cult members blocking the front, paying no attention to the falling figures behind him.
Still speechless, he took a step forward with the Thousand Planes Umbrella and the Giant Scissors in hand.
The Zhitian Cultist who was standing in front of him took a step back.
Zhao Qingzhu took a step forward, and they took a step back.
This was a silent contest. Although there were hundreds of followers of the Zhitian Sect, their aura was suppressed by Zhao Qingzhu who was alone.
Of course, aura alone is not enough. Zhao Qingzhu's previous move killed dozens of people instantly, but at this moment, the remaining Zhitian Cult members have not come back to their senses.
They had seen too many arrogant and strong men, but they had never seen an intruder like Zhao Qingzhu who went on a killing spree without saying a word.
In the past, whenever a strong person found them, they would arrogantly say, "You will die." After saying this, the righteous strong person died, but they were still alive.
Fortunately, now, a truly strong man who doesn't speak comes here, which makes them a little unable to adapt.
However, being unable to adapt is only temporary.
When Zhao Qingzhu stepped out again, a Zhitian cultist standing in front suddenly woke up. His eyes were wide open, he raised the long knife in his hand and shouted: "Brothers, don't be afraid, he is just a
People. Go up——"
The momentum was enough, but he didn't take a step forward.
However, although he did not take a step forward, at this moment, he was standing two steps in front of all the Zhitian Cult members.
Realizing the strangeness behind him, he instinctively glanced back. At this sight, he suddenly became angry and said viciously: "I told you to come forward, why did you retreat?"
"No, you moved forward."
Everyone had a surprisingly tacit understanding, and their expressions remained unchanged, as if he was really charging forward.
"Is there any?"
He blinked and saw that he was indeed standing two steps in front of the team. He gritted his teeth and shouted to Zhao Qingzhu: "Who is coming..."
"Shua..."
Before he could finish his words, the strange bloody light reappeared, and then his head slipped to one side and fell to the ground with a 'dong' sound.
"You're yelling at your mother, I'm here to cause trouble."
After kicking away the head that had fallen to his feet, Zhao Qingzhu looked up again and looked at the believers in front, "Those who are not afraid of death come up, and those who are afraid of death stay aside."
As soon as Zhao Qingzhu finished speaking, hundreds of believers immediately moved aside to both sides.
What a joke, this guy is simply a murderous devil, go ahead and seek death.
Zhao Haotian, who saw all this scene, worshiped Zhao Qingzhu like a surging river. His eyes looked at Zhao Qingzhu as if he had seen a peerless beauty, and stars were shining straight out of his eyes.
Zhao Qingzhu would not believe that this group of evil people could be suppressed by him so easily. After gripping the Myriad Manifestation Umbrella a little tighter, he dragged the giant scissors and made a series of harsh sounds as he strode towards the crowd.
As his footsteps approached, almost all the crowd clung to the stone wall.
There is nothing to be afraid of when seeing a crowd. Zhao Haotian's pretentiousness suddenly emerged. Under this pretentiousness, he jumped off the bird's back and followed Zhao Qingzhu as he swaggered through the crowd. From time to time, he would also slap the face of the believer who was leaning against the stone wall, and he looked more and more sullen.
People who pretend to be fake often get struck by lightning.
This sentence was soon confirmed by Zhao Haotian. When he followed Zhao Qingzhu and swaggered to the center of the crowd, hundreds of believers who had been close to the stone wall suddenly shouted and swarmed towards the two of them.
Puff puff puff…
The human sea tactic is always the most classic tactic. With hundreds of people suddenly jumping out, Zhao Haotian, who was unable to defend himself, was instantly submerged and pinned to the bottom by more than ten people, unable to even breathe.
"what happens…"
Zhao Haotian, who was pressed at the bottom, obviously hadn't come to his senses yet. Why did these guys who were like grandsons just a moment ago suddenly turn against each other at this moment?
"You just fucking slapped me in the face, didn't you?"
One of the cultists who was pressing on him took out his hand from the crowd, then slapped Zhao Haotian hard, and said viciously: "I told you to pretend, I told you to pretend... I'll slap you to death..."
The sound of slaps continued to sound, and in an instant, Zhao Haotian's handsome face became swollen and looked like a human face.
The golden-winged bird really has the power of prophecy.
Zhao Haotian, who was slapped until his eyes glowed with gold, was ready to die, but with more than a dozen people pressing him down, he could not resist and could only bear the sudden humiliation.
If he returns alive from this trip, he may never dare to pretend to be thirteen again for the rest of his life.
This is too dark, isn't it? It's too unfair, isn't it?
Just when Zhao Haotian was desperate, the dazzling blood-colored light suddenly bloomed in front of his eyes. At this moment, this light was no longer a symbol of death, but the most indispensable dawn of life in his life.
The bloody light faded away, and the cultist who slapped him in the mouth became silent, as did the other cultists who were pressing heavily on him.
Zhao Qingzhu, who rescued him in time, walked over slowly, then knelt down and said with a smile: "I didn't let you watch, why did you follow me?"
"Well, I'm afraid you won't be able to defeat me alone, so..."
"So you were worried about me."
Zhao Qingzhu was so moved that she almost cried, "Thank you so much, brother."
"Hey, thanks, you called me brother, didn't you?"
"That's right, brothers don't say thank you."
Zhao Qingzhu nodded, then stood up and said: "There is a powerful guy coming in front of me. I may not be able to defeat him. Please help me block it for a while."
"ah?"
Zhao Haotian opened his eyes wide and quickly looked towards the passage ahead.
Seeing this, he suddenly took a breath of cold air. In the moment when he was suppressed, hundreds of believers were lying in the passage, and the pungent smell of blood instantly calmed him down.
As he calmed down, he became even more desperate.
I saw several figures approaching at an alarming speed in the passage ahead. Zhao Qingzhu turned around and ran away when these figures appeared.
At the end, I didn’t forget to add, “Brother, hold on, I’ll help you when I recover a little bit of my skills.”
"Don't be so stupid!"
Looking sideways at Zhao Qingzhu's figure who was escaping in panic towards the entrance, Zhao Haotian lowered his head feebly, "There's no need to be so deceptive, I was just talking casually."
Now Zhao Haotian has a death wish. If he hadn't shown off verbally, Zhao Qingzhu would not have left him alone.
What's good now is that the enemy is approaching from the front, and the retreat is supported by the rear. I am even suppressed by more than ten corpses...
After a moment of helplessness, Zhao Haotian suddenly raised his head with a look of determination on his face.
What appeared in the passage was the Great Elder and a group of Zhitian Sect protectors. The Great Elder, who quickly arrived at this place of death, glanced at the corpses on the ground with cold eyes, and his cold eyes instantly locked on Zhao Haotian.
"How could it be this guy?"
One of the guardians looked at Queen Zhao Haotian with a flash of surprise in his eyes and said: "The aura is completely wrong."
The Great Elder said nothing and stared at Zhao Haotian without blinking, while Zhao Haotian was also struggling to get up from the corpse at this moment.
The moment his eyes came into contact with the great elder, his body trembled suddenly, and his eyes that were originally full of life became hollow and lifeless.
"You killed these people."
"No!" Zhao Haotian shook his head.
"Are they from the top ten famous families?" the great elder asked again.
"No." Zhao Haotian shook his head numbly, like a walking corpse.
"Who is that?"
"Zhao Qingzhu!"
"Zhao Qingzhu?" A trace of surprise flashed in the Great Elder's eyes, because he had been in retreat for more than ten years and did not know Zhao Qingzhu. After being surprised, he turned to the protector beside him and asked: "Who has heard of this?
Good guy?"
After hearing the three words Zhao Qingzhu, all the guardians took a deep breath in their hearts. The guardians of the Zhitian Sect often walked outside, and they knew Zhao Qingzhu's deeds relatively clearly.
After hearing the great elder's question, a protector put aside the shock in his heart and told him everything he knew about Zhao Qingzhu.
"You said he got Emperor Wu's giant scissors? He also possesses the fighting spirit of the Great Evil King?"
The great elder's brows tightened. If this is the case, Zhao Qingzhu and the others cannot easily offend him. Not only can they not offend him, it is best to win him over. Anyone who is an enemy of the world's martial arts is their friend!
Of course, what this protector knew was only what happened before Zhao Qingzhu entered the Gods and Demons Cemetery. After Zhao Qingzhu entered the Gods and Demons Cemetery, looking at the entire Beidou Continent, the only people who knew his true identity were the Sword Demon and those trapped in his small world.
of helplessness and destiny.
"Well, it is said that someone later discovered the aura of the Demon King on him. However, this was more than a year ago. Zhao Qingzhu later entered the Gods and Demons Cemetery and disappeared for several months. When he came out again, he was in
A Qing Palace was built in the border town of Kaiyang State, and a gambling bureau was also set up, which attracted gamblers from all over the world. After establishing the Qing Palace, he first wiped out the bandit mountain, and then massacred all the Qingyunmen.
Burn down Longyin Temple."
Hearing that both Qingyun Gate and Longyin Temple were destroyed in the hands of Zhao Qingzhu, the great elder was moved in his heart and asked: "Is this all his own doing?"
"I don't know if it's true or not. Anyway, it's true that the Qingyun Gate was massacred and the Longyin Temple was burned to ashes. But it wasn't his fault. It's just a rumor in the world."
Based on what the protector said, the great elder finally came to a conclusion and said solemnly: "If the rumors are true, he is probably here to destroy our Zhitian Sect!"
"What to do with this guy?"
"Lock him up first!"
The murderous intent flashed out of the Great Elder's eyes, and he said with murderous intent: "I want to see what he wants to do by leaving this guy here."
"hey-hey!"
Zhao Qingzhu, who brought the golden-winged bird into the small world, grinned bloodthirstyly and whispered to himself: "Of course I'll let you lead the way!"