Her pretty face turned pale under the autumn frost, and the tears in her beautiful eyes... couldn't stop falling.
She was tied to the cross and could not move.
She could only let the broken knife hit her neck hard, and the coldness coming from the blade seemed like the feeling of death.
"Chen Zongheng, what can you do to me?!" Huang Zhengming's face was ferocious and terrifying, and his voice sounded like murderous intent.
The head of the Huang family has done whatever it takes to win and kill Chen Zongheng!
"My Huang family... has been glorious for hundreds of years, standing with the country! You are just a piece of dust, how dare you despise my Huang family!" Huang Zhengming's hand holding the knife became stronger, and it hit the skin of his neck under the autumn frost.
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"If you want to save her, kneel down and kowtow!" Huang Zhengming's voice was ferocious and twisted, with an unprecedented turbulent aura.
However, Chen Zongheng stood in the endless sea of people.
The corners of his mouth curved.
That is, ridicule.
"Hui Rong... Bai Zai?" He murmured again, his voice mocking.
At the same time, he picked up his shoes and stepped forward.
"How dare you take a step forward and try again?!" Huang Zhengming glared angrily!
Around Chen Zong, a sea of yellow-brown people surged up again in an instant!
"kill……!"
The endless sea of people is coming!
The sword shines like the sea and trembles!
"A mere clan of ants." Chen Zongheng's face turned cold, and suddenly... he swept through the air with a move with his long legs!
"Puff puff...!" Wherever the leather shoes struck, figures flew everywhere!
Howling miserably!
Before several members of the Huang family could react, their chests were collapsed and dented, and they flew backwards.
Several others had no time to escape, their heads were kicked off and their bodies were separated.
The sea of people one after another collapsed.
"How can it last for hundreds of years?!" Chen Zongheng's voice was cold and cold with disdain.
"How can a mere gangster with the surname Huang be worthy of standing with the country?!" he said in a murderous voice.
All around him, corpses were flying.
He stepped forward with his leather shoes. In front of him was a sea of people, and he was forced to block a path.
In front of her, she was tied to a cross under the autumn frost, her beautiful eyes were red and filled with mist... At this moment, her brain was in panic.
At this moment, the only thing in her eyes was...the lonely figure fighting in front of her, fighting out of the endless sea of people.
That figure...had made her endlessly disgusted before.
But, at this moment, that fair and elegant figure has become...her only sustenance and hope.
Is he fighting for himself... to save himself?
Looking at the figure fighting bloody battle to save himself.
Under the autumn frost, I burst into tears on the spot.
The beauty fades and the color turns pale, from the past until now.
He is still here, willing to fight alone for you.
Beyond the white clouds, there are blood and tears.
Makes people sad, in the world.
Destiny cannot be changed, let go.
We can no longer embrace each other. Is this God's arrangement?
One person stands alone against the crowd.
His figure stepped on endless corpses and walked slowly.
Blood splattered.
stained his clothes.
His leather shoes were stained red.
His clothes have never been dirty.
But today, my clothes are stained with blood.
The god of death has no end in sight.
In the bloody sky, his figure was faint, and when he raised his hand, corpses were flying everywhere.
There is no extra stop, no extra hand.
He said he wanted to kill.
Then, show no mercy.
In front, the head of the Huang family, Huang Zhengming, was trembling ferociously.
His pupils were fierce and ferocious, with shock and disbelief.
The Huang family was surrounded and suppressed by hundreds of thousands of people.
Actually...can't take down that...just one person?!
You know, that's just one person.
This is one against a thousand?!
He really wants to challenge the entire Huang family with one person?!
Holy Trinity Church, in front.
All the guests rushed to the door, staring in shock and horror at the horrifying and unbelievable scene below.
In that endless sea of people...that young man fought alone against the crowd...?!
This scene is simply... too shocking.
"Chen Zongheng, how dare you take a step forward and try again?!" Huang Zhengming shouted angrily, his whole body filled with murderous intent.
"Believe it or not, I tore this girl's clothes to pieces on the spot! Sowing seeds on the spot?!" Huang Zhengming suddenly stretched out his hand, trying to tear off the clothes under the autumn frost!
A generation of tycoons, actually... forced by circumstances, tried to do such a cruel thing in public!
This is simply unconscionable.
"Zheng." At this moment.
In Chen Zongheng's right hand, a ferocious silver dagger finally appeared.
The next second, Devil May Cry... attacks.
Silver light shot out rapidly!
Like a sharp sword, it instantly penetrates the bodies of the endless sea of people in front of you!
"Puff puff...!" The silver light penetrated and blood spattered!
Bodies fell down row by row.
The silver blade flew rapidly through the air...and the next second, it suddenly penetrated Huang Zhengming's right arm!
"Poof!" The entire right arm of the head of the Huang family, together with the broken sword... was cut off to the ground.
Blood splattered.
"Uh ah...!" Huang Zhengming howled in horror, his pupils turned blood red!
At the door of the church, all the guests were shocked!
this?!
This scene... is simply... shattering the sky!
Tangtang, the head of the Huang family, the super tycoon of a century-old family... was cut off by one arm just like this?!
Devil May Cry Silver Blade circled in mid-air and suddenly... returned to Chen Zongheng's hand.
"It's just such despicable means...how can we be worthy of standing with the country?!"
"Do you know how difficult it is to describe the word "country"?! Your Huang family's so-called ancestor Huang Jinrong betrayed the country for glory and lived to survive. How can a traitor deserve to be called a hero?!"
Chen Zongheng, holding the Devil May Cry Silver Blade, walked step by step...stepping on the corpses on the ground.
"you…!"
Huang Zhengming was so angry that he said, "Pfft!" A large mouthful of bloody blood spurted out!
This, this is an insult to his Huang family...the supreme ancestor!
His grandfather, who had been rampant all his life and dominated the south of the Yangtze River... had he ever been... humiliated like this?!
Even historical classics would not dare to insult it like this.
"Uh, my Huang family... has been standing for hundreds of years and has never suffered such humiliation!!" Huang Zhengming killed the scarlet red and suddenly used his remaining left arm to pick up the broken knife on the ground, "Members of the Huang family, set up the formation! Huanglong knife
Array...!!"
Then, Huang Zhengming shouted angrily and ordered!
Swish, swish, swish...!
Ahead, there was a sea of yellow-brown people. In an instant, they waved their swords and formed a formation!
The sword glow trembles, the terrifying sword array forms at your mercy!
Huang Family, Huanglong Sword Formation!
Started in 1890.
That year, Huang Jinrong became the leader of the Youth Gang.
That year, massacres broke out on the Shanghai Bund.
Huang Jinrong fought with the sword horizontally and created...the Yellow Dragon Sword Formation. With this terrifying sword formation, he fought...the warlord forces in troubled times.
Become famous in one battle.
There were rumors in the world.
Once the sword array comes out, it will destroy the heaven and the earth.
This sword formation once forced the French army all over the river to retreat.
This sword array once killed thousands of heroes in the south of the Yangtze River and buried their bones here.
Now, this... century-old formation has reappeared in the world.
"He...! Kill...!!"
Roaring sounds and sword lights filled the sky, intertwining into... a terrifying sea of silver swords!
The endless sea of knives tried to...devour Chen Zongheng.
Chen Zongheng stood alone in the middle of the sea of knives.
He slowly raised his eyes.
"The ant formation, Yan dare... call it the 'dragon' formation?"
The next moment, his right hand suddenly raised.
The silver dagger swept rapidly along the arc of the palm, twisting the air.
"Uh-oh...~!" The dagger quickly rubbed against the air, and actually... there was a faint wind sound like howling ghosts and wolves.
It's like the sound of a ghost crying!
All ghosts cry!
At that moment, everyone present heard it...!
I heard the sound of thousands of ghosts crying and frightened in the air.
Like all the ghosts crying, evil spirits kneeling down and worshiping!
Creepy and trembling!
Everyone's pupils... all shrank in shock!
Those cowardly people's legs immediately weakened and they knelt down on the ground!
In this world, there are weapons... that can emit... the sound of ghosts crying?!