Chapter 1713 Killing Bitter Bamboo, Death Without Flowers
Hearing this, Zhu Tianpeng couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.
Kuzhu's words reminded him of something.
It is said that Qingdi is the incarnation of Qinglian, one of the ten innate spiritual roots, and He Kuzhu is also likely to be the incarnation of Kuzhu, one of the ten innate spiritual roots. It is reasonable for the two parties to know each other.
Coupled with Kuzhu's panicked shouting, it seemed that both parties knew each other.
But even so, Zhu Tianpeng had no intention of letting Ku Zhu go. Even because the latter revealed that he was familiar with Qing Emperor, his previous guesses were even more certain.
How could Zhu Tianpeng let him go if he was one of the top ten innate spiritual roots?
Almost instantly, the three laws of destiny, order, and time and space burst out all over Zhu Tianpeng, and the two swords in his hands slashed at the same time as they shone brightly. The two five-stroke Kaitian style slashed fiercely under Ku Zhu's panicked gaze.
On the bitter bamboo in front of him.
Click——
The sound of shattering resounded, and the bamboo's defense collapsed. The Bitter Bamboo standing in it was directly crushed by two sword energy, and its body was broken into pieces. It floated there, looking like it was about to heal.
Seeing this scene, Zhu Tianpeng and Yang Jian both looked solemn and said at the same time: "It's a very powerful life force, and it can heal itself even if it's like this."
However, this situation only lasted for a moment, and Kuzhu's screams and begging for mercy resounded: "No, don't kill me!"
"Emperor Canopy, I know many secrets. Don't kill me. I will tell you all these secrets!"
"..."
I saw that in the area where Kuzhu's body was, the law of time and space broke out, the space split and cut everything, and the power of time corroded flesh and blood. Although Kuzhu is a strong man at the pseudo-saint level, the current situation itself is not good. How can he withstand this?
attack?
Zhu Tianpeng smiled disapprovingly.
secret?
He doesn't care. He already knows almost all the biggest secrets about ancient times and even the Taichu era. So what if Kuzhu knows it? Does he know as much as Qing Emperor?
After thinking about this, Zhu Tianpeng snorted coldly: "Take your secret and sleep forever!"
As he spoke, Emperor Zhu Tianpeng opened his eyes and quickly found the joints of the four limbs. While waving his swords in his hands, he slashed out four Supreme Forgetfulness Slashes, and the four sword energy directly clicked on the four limbs.
broken.
"ah……"
As the last scream resounded, Bitter Bamboo died, its body collapsed and disintegrated, and it evolved into four sections of golden bamboo floating there that were visible to the naked eye.
Seeing this, Zhu Tianpeng raised the corners of his mouth slightly and said, "It's done."
After speaking, Zhu Tianpeng used the Green Lotus Step of Creation, and Zhu Tianpeng flashed to the side of the four-section bamboo, and directly put it into the Small Thousand World with a wave of his hand, preparing to refine them after the matter was settled.
At the same time, Yang Jian dragged his tired body to Zhu Tianpeng and said, "Brother Tianpeng, was it successful?"
Hearing this, Zhu Tianpeng nodded and said: "He has been killed. If this is the true form of Kuzhu, then he is already dead."
As soon as these words came out, Yang Jian breathed a sigh of relief.
Kuzhu's death means that today's matter has come to an end.
Immediately afterwards, Yang Jian seemed to have thought of something, and immediately said: "By the way, Brother Tianpeng, where is Chan'er?"
Hearing this, Zhu Tianpeng did not hesitate, looked at Zhu Tianji and nodded.
Immediately, Zhu Tianji put away the Zhu Xian Sword Formation, took a copy of the Zhu Xian Formation and the Four Zhu Xian Swords and flew directly back into Zhu Tianpeng's sea of consciousness.
After the Zhuxian Sword Formation dispersed, Yang Chan and Wuhua's figures appeared on the Bronze Square again.
Yang Jian didn't care about anything else, and quickly flew to Yang Chan's side, stretched out his hand to check, and after confirming that Yang Chan was not in danger, he breathed a heavy sigh of relief and said: "It's okay, it's okay."
After saying that, Yang Jian stood up slowly and looked at Wu Hua, who was lying unconscious on the ground not far away. Within three eyes, murderous intent was revealed. Yang Jian wanted to cut this bastard into pieces for trying to slander his sister.
With a thought, the three-pointed two-edged knife stabbed out and stabbed Wuhua's leg hard.
"ah……"
The severe pain immediately awakened Wuhua. He screamed and opened his eyes, shouting: "No, Zhu Tianpeng, you don't keep your word. You said you won't kill me if I tell you everything."
At this time, Zhu Tianpeng also came to Wuhua.
Looking at the panic-stricken Wuhua, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth and he said: "I did say that I will not kill you personally, but I am not the one who wants to kill you now."
As soon as these words came out, Wuhua's shouting suddenly stopped, and then she realized that she was injured by a three-pointed, two-edged knife, and Yang Jian was beside him, staring at him with three murderous eyes.
Facing Yang Jian's three eyes, Wuhua's body couldn't help but tremble. Regardless of the pain on his legs, he rolled and crawled to the ground, kowtowing repeatedly: "I was wrong, Emperor Xian Sheng, I am really useless."
What about Yang Chan, I didn’t break her body, don’t kill me, please don’t kill me!”
Listening to Wu Hua's words, the murderous intent within Yang Jian's eyes was obviously much lessened.
Although Zhu Tianpeng had said it before, Yang Jian was still a little worried. Now that he had Wu Hua's confirmation, he was completely relieved.
The next second, the three-pointed two-edged knife was placed in front of Wu Hua's eyebrows, and Yang Jian said: "I don't care whether you have done anything to my sister, but since you Westerners dare to plot against my sister, you all have to
die."
While speaking, Yang Jian stabbed the three-pointed two-edged knife in his hand under Wuhua's horrified gaze. In an instant, the blade penetrated Wuhua's head. With the endless power of law erupting, Wuhua's body exploded and his soul was annihilated.
, the relics were shattered, and the body and soul were completely destroyed.
After doing all this, Yang Jian breathed out and said: "Western Cult, we are not done with this matter!"
Obviously, Yang Jian didn't have the slightest fondness for the Western Sect who dared to scheme against Yang Chan. If it weren't for the fact that he couldn't subvert the Western Sect, he would have wanted to go to Lingshan and kill all those guys in it right now.
Zhu Tianpeng, who was nearby, saw this scene and said nothing.
If this thing happened to him, he wouldn't hold back at all, and he might even do it more cruelly than Yang Jian, at least Na Wuhua wouldn't die so easily.
"uh-huh!"
At this moment, Yang Chan, who was unconscious, groaned and opened his eyes, shouting in horror: "No, no, don't come here!"
Seeing this scene, Yang Jian felt a pain in his heart. The three-pointed two-edged knife in his hand fell to the ground. He quickly walked to Yang Chan's side and helped her up. He comforted her and said, "Don't be afraid, little sister, the second brother is here."
, no one dares to hurt you, those guys have been killed by the second brother..."