"You are talking nonsense. We have never planned to frame you." Zhou Shangshu said with a pale face and a stiff mouth.
"It doesn't matter. I've killed so many people, and it's just a death sentence. The Dog Emperor wants me dead, and I can't change it no matter how much I show my loyalty."
Han Yi laughed evilly, stepped forward, and rushed towards the middle-aged emperor on the high platform.
"Protect him, protect him, protect him quickly." The eunuch screamed loudly, and a dozen generals immediately drew their swords and rushed over, blocking Han Yi.
"General, stop it, we don't want to fight with you." A trace of heartache flashed across the face of the cavalry general at the head.
"Get out of my way, or I will kill you." Han Yi no longer cared about the friendship of the past at this time. These people who had been promoted under him were now colluding with those princes and ministers. How could he not know?
"General, let's go, or you will definitely die here today." Another general held a spear in his hand and looked at Han Yi with a hint of fear, "Although we are not your opponent, the large force of the Forbidden Army is coming.
No matter how powerful you are, you can't withstand the encirclement and suppression of thousands of people."
"My brother from the past fell in front of you, and you were indifferent. That's all. The years of drunken living and dreaming have already hollowed out your hearts. In your eyes, power is all that matters now." Han Yi stepped forward, "
I hope that when you get down there, you can still face those brothers with a clear conscience."
The phantom-like figure passed by more than a dozen generals, and the steel swords were stained with blood. The throats of more than a dozen generals were cut open without even seeing Han Yi's movements clearly.
When the middle-aged emperor on the high platform saw this scene, his face changed drastically with shock, and he could no longer maintain his composure.
"Kill him quickly."
Han Yi was like an emotionless killing machine, killing everyone who stood in front of him. A trail of blood spread from behind him. In the end, no one dared to stop him.
"General." A loud shout came from behind, and then the sound of horse hooves fell like a sudden rain. The man on the horse suddenly projected a spear and stabbed Han Yi in the back. Han Yi immediately had something to say.
Noticing it, he turned around and chopped off the spear with his sword.
Riding up on horseback was an old man wearing silver armor. His temples were gray, and the vicissitudes of time could be seen on his face. The horse galloped, jumped up, and landed behind the execution platform, blocking Han Yi's way.
"Stop it, general, leave now, no one can stop you anymore." The old man in silver armor riding on the horse turned out to be Wang Tong.
"Wang Tong, do you even want to stop me?" Han Yi's face was full of sadness and he looked at him with an almost desperate look.
"General, let's go. I really don't want to fight with you." Wang Tong held a long sword in his hand, the blade of which was shiny.
"Wang Tong, kill him quickly." His Highness the Second Highness on the high platform shouted urgently.
"So you surrendered to His Highness the Second Highness." Han Yi suddenly realized.
"His Second Highness is as generous as a mountain to the last general."
As Wang Tong spoke, he clamped the horse's belly and the horse galloped out at an extremely fast speed.
Han Yi's face was gloomy, and the steel sword with a fierce momentum actually cut the neck of the war horse with one strike. Wang Tong on the horse disappeared without knowing when, the whistling wind came from the top of his head, and Wang Tong fell from the sky with a sword.
Chop it down.
"Dang-" The steel knife blocked and hit a series of sparks. The power Wang Tong unleashed was so amazing that Han Yi was actually forced to kneel on one knee.
Wang Tong quickly stretched out his left hand, holding a crossbow in his hand. He pulled the trigger without hesitation, and the crossbow bolt flashed away. At such a close distance, Han Yi had no time to dodge, and the crossbow bolt pierced his head.
chest.
Han Yi looked at Wang Tong with disbelief.
"You really want to kill me."
"From now on, we will never have any grudges." Wang Tong gritted his teeth and said this.
"Ah -" Han Yi roared, and with a sudden push, the terrifying force was transmitted along the blade and Wang Tong was immediately thrown away.
"Bang." There was an explosion on the ground, and Han Yi rushed out like an angry cheetah, stabbing hard with the steel knife. With a hiss, it penetrated Wang Tong's chest.
"Why are you forcing me? Why?" Han Yi grabbed Wang Tong's neck and roared with tears in his eyes.
"General, I'm sorry, I'm not going to die for a long time. If I can fight you before I die, I will die with no regrets." Wang Tong forced a smile, tilted his head, and lost his voice.
"Ah——" he roared at the top of his lungs.
He stepped onto the high platform step by step and approached the middle-aged emperor. On the left and right sides of the high platform, the princes, ministers and princes huddled together in fear, breathing heavily.
"Shenji Camp, come to rescue us."
Earth-shaking shouts were heard, followed by dense air-piercing sounds. Han Yi turned around suddenly and saw countless crossbow arrows turning into rain of arrows on both sides of the palace wall, shooting at him.
"not good."
Han Yi secretly thought, stamped his feet, flew back and exited. The arrows fell into the air and pierced the wooden planks of the high platform.
"Swish, swish, swish -" For a moment, dozens of people rushed up to the high platform and stood in front of the middle-aged emperor. Each of them was wearing a dark battle uniform, with a quiver on their waist, and holding a strange crossbow.
The machine was aimed at Han Yi.
"Shoot him to death." The middle-aged emperor's eyes were about to burst. At that moment, he almost thought he was going to die. His arms were trembling and he was almost incontinent.
"Kill." The Shenji Battalion erupted into a uniform shout of killing, and countless crossbow arrows shot towards Han Yi.
"Dang-dang-dang--" Han Yi retreated while waving the steel knife into the wind, and a layer of knife screen blocked all the crossbow arrows. Everyone's pupils shrank violently when they saw this scene.
"Keep shooting arrows."
"Whoosh whoosh-" It seemed like there was an endless rain of arrows. Han Yi calmly faced the rain of arrows, and suddenly his body moved. His speed was almost as fast as those offline crossbow arrows, and he rushed out of the rain of arrows in an instant.
Surrounded by people, they swept up to the high platform.
The steel knife shook, and more than a dozen crossbow arrows were deflected by him. There was a flash of cold light, and with a hiss, a large piece of blood flew away. All the soldiers of the Shenji Battalion on the high platform had their throats slit.
"Monster, you are a monster, you are not human at all." The middle-aged emperor was frightened and screamed.
"Your Majesty, be careful." There was a loud shout, and the eunuch on the left immediately threw the middle-aged emperor down. With a hiss, a dark spear and arrow shot over, directly penetrating the screen on the side of the high platform, and shot towards Han
Yi.
"It's a crossbow."
Han Yi knew immediately what was shooting the spear and arrow, but he had no time to dodge it. He just couldn't block it by crossing the steel knife.
With a loud bang, the steel knife exploded directly under the attack of the spear and arrow. The spear and arrow instantly pierced Han Yi's chest, took him flying backwards, and nailed him to the execution platform.
Severe pain surged into his mind, the breath of death lingered, and darkness impacted his consciousness. His head began to twist violently, something was surging, countless broken pictures flashed by, and the faces of girls one after another
Faces, countless magnificent scenes, and someone’s cry
"Han Yi——"
"Han Yi——"
"Han Yi——"
The voices calling his name were connected together, like fire illuminating him in the darkness. In the space of the sea of consciousness, Han Yi's soul body suddenly opened its eyes, waved his little hand, and the soul-killing needle shot out, turning into countless transparent
The filaments of light radiated in all directions, and everything in their path was melted by ice and snow.
Han Yi suddenly jumped up from the ground. His soldiers, ministers and emperor all disappeared, the palace also disappeared, and the surrounding area turned into a black deserted land. There was only one person standing opposite him, and that person had gray temples.
Wearing silver-gray armor.
"Wang Tong, it's you." Han Yi called out the person's name, but soon his eyes became completely wary, "No, you are a phantom, the spirit of the illusion here."
"You are very powerful. You can actually escape from the illusion of my evolution. I have been lurking next to you, watching your every move. I thought you would gradually sink into this illusion, but I didn't expect that you still have a rare thing in your hand.
Horcrux." Wang Tong said with admiration, but when he looked at Han Yi, he seemed to be looking at some delicious food, "Your soul seems to be very powerful, and it should taste very good."
"You want to devour my soul." Han Yi was shocked. At this time, he had escaped from the illusion, faced the spirit of the illusion, and recovered all his magical powers.
"Hahaha, hand over your soul." Wang Tong laughed ferociously, and his body collapsed into a burst of blue spiritual mist, spreading overwhelmingly.
"The illusion has been broken. You have lost your biggest support, and you still want to devour my soul." Han Yi sneered disdainfully, opened his hands, and the five-color divine light immediately rose up and enveloped his whole body.
"Soul-killing needle."
He waved his hand suddenly, and a small black needle fell from the sky, bursting out with intense light. With a sudden flash, the soul-killing needle pierced the blue spiritual mist, and instantly pierced in a certain direction.
"Ah——" The soul-killing needle unexpectedly pierced the illusory body of the illusory spirit. Wang Tong's image was shattered, replaced by a thorny ball-like demon flower, swaying the huge flower demon body, open and full of sharp teeth.
His big mouth screamed in agony.
"The five-color divine light is destroyed."
With another wave of his hand, the colorless divine light flew out and penetrated directly through the flower demon. Countless divine lights came out of its body and completely turned it into powder.
"Kakakaka—" The illusionary world that revealed its true appearance quickly collapsed, and a trace of light appeared on the top of the sky. Han Yi rose into the sky without any hesitation and dived into the trace of light.
His vision was distorted, and he appeared at the center of the eight-door phantom restriction. The light in a portal in front of him flashed crazily, and finally dissipated, turning completely black.
"The eight-door phantom restraint is really powerful. I almost couldn't wake up." Han Yi said to himself with lingering fear.
"It seems that this illusion restriction drags people into the illusion it evolved into, and then leads them to destruction bit by bit. However, this illusion that hurts the door does not seem to be so extreme and violent.