Chapter 264: Judgment Day Under the Storm (Part 1)
Lin'an City falls into the night.
The lake water generates waves and the night breeze is cool.
Under a very lush willow growing by the lake, Li Honghe put a piece of soy sauce beef into his mouth, drank the wine in one gulp, and said, "It tastes good, don't you want to try it?"
The wine is Huadiao brewed by Yu Donglai himself. It is mellow and delicious. Even if the night wind is getting stronger, the aroma of the wine is still lingering.
Dongcheng's cold light stared at Li Honghe motionless.
He did not touch the food or drink, nor did he speak.
"You said you believed me."
Li Honghe's expression became more serious. He looked at Dongcheng Hanguang with extremely deep eyes.
"I believe."
Dongcheng Hanguang nodded: "But I didn't come here from the Central Plains to hear this."
"Then what do you want to hear?"
Li Honghe asked, his tone was calm, tasteless, even without desires or demands.
"Something else."
Dongcheng Hanguang said calmly, the old man who once took charge of the Central Continent Military Department was dignified and restrained at this moment, but his eyes flickered with an extremely sharp and heavy edge.
"Anything else?"
Li Honghe asked.
"Something else."
Dongcheng Hanguang repeated it again.
Li Honghe fell silent.
The night wind blew the willows, the treetops rustled, and the leaves fell on the water of the West Lake, causing ripples and spreading softly.
The wind gradually became colder.
Rain is coming in Lin'an City.
Li Honghe was silent for a long time, and then slowly said: "I can't say."
He and Dongcheng Hanguang are old friends.
Very close old friends who have known each other for decades.
But now the old friend wants to hear something else.
But he couldn't say.
The phone suddenly rang.
Dongcheng Hanguang answered the phone.
Someone on the phone reported something urgently.
Dongcheng Hanguang's expression remained unchanged, but the palm in his sleeve suddenly clenched for a moment.
A deep blue thunder was reflected in Li Honghe's pupils.
There was a muffled thunder in the sky, rolling across the sky.
Dongcheng Hanguang put down the phone in his hand and slowly sat in front of Li Honghe.
Li Honghe wanted to grab the wine in front of him, but under such eyes, he retracted his hand and remained calm.
The two of them looked at each other for a long time before Dongcheng Hanguang raised the phone in his hand and said expressionlessly: "I just got the news."
"Hidden God Situ Cangyue was seriously injured and left the battlefield."
"The leader of the Dark Knights, Rafael, was seriously injured and retired from the battlefield."
"Meled from the Holy See ran away with Aresis."
"boom!"
He slammed his phone on the table and looked at Li Honghe: "The only person in Leji City now is Tianlan himself."
Li Honghe was silent for a while and shook his head: "It's okay."
"Wow..."
Dongcheng Hanguang suddenly stood up and overturned the wine table filled with wine and vegetables in front of him. The meat and cold dishes were lifted up, the wine jar was upside down in the air, the wine table was broken, and everything fell into the West Lake, flying everywhere.
"fine?!"
Dongcheng Hanguang roared like thunder and suddenly thought: "How can something happen? Ah? Do you have to wait until all the invincible masters stand in front of Li Tianlan before you say something is wrong? Isn't that right? Tianlan is not only your grandson, but also
My grandson, now that child has to face Paul, face Golden Eyes, face the Heroes Association, face the Eastern Church and the Morton family! He is only twenty-two years old! He is only twenty-two years old!!!"
Li Honghe quietly looked at the somewhat hysterical Dongcheng Hanguang.
Not far away, the guards of the Dongcheng family and the elite members of the Li family ran over at the same time.
Li Honghe waved his hand.
Everyone retreated again.
There is light rain falling from the sky.
The sound of the wind gradually became silent.
The rain is getting heavier.
Amidst the sound of the rain, Li Honghe looked at the cold light in Dongcheng and said slowly: "This is the weight he should bear."
"yes."
Dongcheng Hanguang took a deep breath: "He has something to bear. But us old guys are still alive! You are still alive! He is working hard in Eastern Europe now. What are you doing? Drinking a little wine and saying that everything is fine? What do you have?
What are the arrangements? Tell me."
His voice became pleading.
Even the look in his eyes was pleading: "Even a little bit is fine."
Li Honghe looked at him.
From Dongcheng's cold eyes, what he saw was worry, anxiety, and more importantly, fear.
A very real fear.
This old fellow came to Lin'an from Zhongyuan, all he wanted was some psychological comfort.
But Li Honghe couldn't give this.
He shook his head: "I can't say."
Dongcheng looked at him with cold eyes, the look in his eyes gradually disappeared.
"I regret."
he said suddenly.
Li Honghe was startled for a moment, then shook his head, with the same two words, monotonous and calm: "It's okay."
"I know Situ Cangyue is yours."
Dongcheng Hanguang paused for a moment, then laughed at himself and said, "I'm afraid even Kuangtu Li didn't know that he knew Situ Cangyue back then. It was all due to your arrangement."
"When she went to Taibai Mountain, you arranged it through Master Wuwei's hand. Your guidance was also crucial for her to enter the invincible realm."
Dongcheng Hanguang looked at Li Honghe: "She is the chess piece in your hand, but the chess piece has now withdrawn from the battlefield, what other chess pieces are you using?"
"No matter how many chess pieces there are, it's useless."
Li Honghe said calmly: "What's the point of having more chess pieces on the board? It may be meaningful, but it's not the most important."
"Then what's most important?"
Dongcheng Hanguang looked into Li Honghe's eyes and asked.
"The most important thing is, of course, the hand used to play chess. Without this hand, the chess pieces cannot move on the chessboard, or they will just move around, getting worse and worse. That hand is here, even if the chess pieces are gone, the palm can still
Just overturn the entire chessboard."
Li Honghe said.
"well said."
Dongcheng Hanguang was silent for a while, then nodded and said, "That's so easy to say."
In Leki City, Paul was infinitely close to the peak of invincibility.
Charlemagne is not as strong as Paul, but is higher than Golden Eyes and has similar strength to Paul.
And Ragnarok can be fired continuously.
With fierce soldiers in hand, his combat effectiveness may not be lower than Paul's.
These are two masters who are infinitely close to the peak of invincibility.
There is also a golden pupil who is close to the peak of invincibility.
There are also two divine lists.
As well as people suspected of being part of the demon army.
Can such a chessboard be overturned with one hand?
What kind of hand would it be?
"You are now saying that Wang Tianzong has always been yours, and I believe it."
Dongcheng Hanguang said seriously.
The content of what he said was absurd, but his tone was very solemn.
"of course not."
Li Honghe shook his head: "Tonight's Leji City, in the final analysis, is still Li's own business."
There was a thunder in the sky.
Under the wind and rain, the old man looked into the distance and calmly repeated: "It's okay."
...
Vehicles were speeding through the messy Leki City neighborhood.
In the huge carriage, Lin Fengting looked at the picture on the screen and remained silent.
Nothing was left to chance.
Even if Li Tianlan was against the odds and attacked by several invincible men, he could not turn defeat into victory.
The wind and rain are messy.
Li Tianlan's body was like a ball being hit from one side to the other by several invincible players.
Cruel, ruthless, ruthless, and vicious.
This is the most naked form of murder.
It is the cruelest way to vent.
But Li Tianlan is still attacking.
again and again.
His body flew out and the sword fell out of his hand.
But he struggled to stand up again and again, and punched without a sword.
His attacks were terrifying, but in vain.
There are still five invincible masters in front of Li Tianlan.
But even the weakest Lagos is still a master on the divine list, far better than Li Tianlan.
His counterattack was directly suppressed by several invincible masters.
The huge force destroyed his body, even destroying the foundation and vitality in his body.
Li Tianlan stood up, fell down, and then stood up again.
He has no way out.
Even if you die here, you can't retreat.
Lin Fengting watched silently and didn't speak for a long time.
"boom!"
There was the sound of something heavy falling to the ground behind him.
Lin Fengting turned around.
In her sight, Situ Cangyue, whose white dress was already covered in blood, fell from her seat. She clenched her hands tightly and struggled to stand up.
But her injuries were too severe and she couldn't stand up, so she finally chose to kneel on the ground.
Kneeling in front of Lin Fengting.
The Hidden God of Zhongzhou, who had been extremely proud all his life, struggled to kneel there, with blood flowing freely and tears streaming down his face.
"Please..."
She looked at the picture on the screen.
There is rain of blood in the picture.
Li Tianlan's figure was shaky.
Situ Cangyue's eyes fell on Lin Fengting.
It was weakness and pleading after giving up all dignity and honor. It was weak but extremely real.
"Please, save her...please..."
Her body was trembling and her head was lowering and lowering.
Lin Fengting walked over and knelt in front of Situ Cangyue.
His eyes were calm, but there was an undisguised bitter smile on his face: "Your Highness, you are serious. I cannot afford such a big gift. Get up first and then talk after you get up."
Situ Cangyue used all her strength to grab Lin Fengting's wrist, shook her head, and repeated: "Please, save him."
"I can't take action tonight."
Lin Fengting's voice was apologetic: "But I can assure you that Tianlan will be fine."
Situ Cangyue looked at Lin Fengting blankly.
Her eyes were black and white, and eventually turned into hatred.
You have the ability to save him.
Why not save? Why? Why?
At this moment, Situ Cangyue hated Lin Fengting extremely. There was no reason, and she didn't want to be reasonable.
She hated everyone who had the ability to help Li Tianlan but stood by and did nothing.
"City Lord, you have done enough tonight. Next, you should have a good rest. But Tianlan hasn't done anything yet."
Lin Fengting said softly.
"He's still a kid!"
Situ Cangyue spoke word by word, her voice was hoarse, and blood flowed from the corners of her mouth. He stared into Lin Fengting's eyes: "What can I do now?"
"He can't kill anyone."
Lin Fengting was silent for a while and said slowly: "But he can at least not retreat."
Ahead are five invincibles, huge waves, infinite mountains, violent storms, thunder and lightning.
But Li Tianlan couldn't retreat.
Because behind is the real abyss, as silent as eternal night.
"Tonight's matter is not something we can interfere with."
Lin Fengting patted Situ Cangyue's palm and said calmly: "This is Li's own business."
He won't take action.
Because he promised Qin Weibai that he would hide a sword.
The pinnacle sword.
...
The Snow Dance Legion was also looking at the scenes on the battlefield.
Li Tianlan in the picture was knocked out again and again, covered in blood, but still moving forward.
This is not about reason, nor is it about cleverness and stupidity.
Standing in this position, even if he died, he could only move forward.
More and more elite members of the Snow Dance Legion saw this scene.
The picture was finally fully displayed on the square in front of the Presidential Palace.
The storm never stops.
There was silence under the wind and rain.
Everyone in the Xuewu Legion was watching this scene, their bodies gradually tensing up, and everyone was staring at the figure of Li Tianlan being knocked away again and again on the screen.
The summer rain in Eastern Europe is as cold as ice.
But a fierce and fiery atmosphere rose in the silence, rising when Li Tianlan was knocked away again and again.
The entire presidential palace seemed to have turned into a real volcano, with a strong and crazy fighting spirit and humiliation everywhere.
Lightning streaked across the sky.
Thunder suddenly rises.
A clear and sharp sword light suddenly flashed behind the Presidential Palace.
The sword light criss-crossed, all the way to the north.
The north is the battlefield.
Everyone glanced at the sword light subconsciously.
The sword light was so clear and silent.
That is Yaochi's sword.
The entire Xuewu Legion seemed to be completely ignited by this sword light in an instant.
Snow Dance Legion has no senior members.
But countless roars sounded at the same time.
Like the roar of gods and demons, it shook the heaven and earth and resounded throughout the city.
"Kill them!!!"
"Kill them!!!"
No hesitation, not even need to mobilize.
Under the wind and rain, there were faces that were extremely angry and looked a little distorted.
The footsteps rumbled.
Running like thunder.
All the soldiers of the Snow Dance Legion picked up their weapons at this moment and followed the sword light and rushed to the north without hesitation.
On the battlefield north of the presidential palace, the marshal they swore to follow to the death was being humiliated.
Zhongzhou.
Being humiliated.
The defense of the presidential palace is no longer important.
It doesn't matter whether they can kill a few invincibles.
Even if you die.
They will also die on the battlefield in the north.
Impassioned.
The Snow Dance Legion without senior leaders was like a torrent capable of destroying everything, rushing forward under the wind, rain and light.
In the Presidential Palace, Wang Tianzong stood in front of his window looking at the outside world and was silent for a long time.
There is no longer a Snow Dance Legion here, and he no longer has a prison.
But he never left.
Amidst the chaotic footsteps, the last few Snow Dancers rushed over.
They suddenly stopped and looked at Wang Tianzong.
Wang Tianzong also looked at them with an indifferent expression.
Several soldiers of the Snow Dance Legion also had cold expressions on their faces.
They are all the most ordinary warriors. The one with the highest military rank is nearly forty years old and is just a captain. His martial arts cultivation has just reached the Ice Condensation Realm.
Faced with an invincible situation, the Xuewu Legion, which respected the strong, would show full respect in the past.
Facing the invincible Sword Emperor, even if they were hostile, the Xue Wu Legion still never showed any signs of neglect.
But at this moment, the eyes of this small group of Snow Dance Legion soldiers looking at Wang Tianzong were completely filled with indifference and contempt.
"Your Majesty the Sword Emperor."
The leading captain suddenly stretched out his finger and pointed to the north.
"Just over ten kilometers away, Li Shuai is facing five invincible masters from the dark world alone."
"He will not be their opponent. But he will not retreat."
"The Snow Dance Legion will not be their opponent, but we will not retreat either."
"Because each of us knows that if we step back tonight, it will mean that Central China has given up on Ulan and Eastern Europe, which means giving up too many national interests."
"If Shuai Li doesn't retreat, we won't retreat either."
He looked at Wang Tianzong and roared: "What about you? I heard that His Majesty's sword energy can move ten thousand meters in the air. When countless people in Central Continent are fighting for the interests of Central Continent, as the Sword King of Central Continent, what the hell are you doing?!"
Wang Tianzong squinted his eyes and looked at this most ordinary junior officer in the Xuewu Legion without saying a word.
The captain looked at Wang Tianzong for a while and suddenly sneered.
"Pooh!"
He spat at Wang Tianzong's window.
The captain turned and left: "Bullshit Sword Emperor of Central Continent."