In Prajna City, Marquis of Knowing Fate comes with murderous intent. Martial Marquis, who has lost his kindness, is no longer the same as before and becomes even more terrifying than Shura.
Three thousand Confucian scholars retreated again and again, and blood flowed in Prajna City, completely washing away this ancient city that had been passed down for a long time.
The sword light swept and blood spurted out like a tide. Great Xia Martial Marquis could not stop it, turning this rebellion into a one-sided massacre.
"Marquis of Knowing Fate, you kill innocent people indiscriminately, how can you be worthy of the heroic souls of Martial Marquis?"
The angry Confucian scholars questioned, they are the ones who are righteous, they are the ones who uphold justice for heaven, clear away the obstacles of demons, sweep away the disasters of the underworld, and restore Great Xia to a bright and peaceful world.
However, what responded to him was just a cold sword light, Silence of Autumn Water stayed in Confucianism Dragon Garden. The sword now was just the most ordinary iron sword, but in the hands of the azure figure, it was comparable to any magical weapon.
The spilled blood turned into bloody water and dripped on the face of the Confucian. The blood was pungent and aroused more fear.
More than 100,000 rioters and 3,000 Confucians, facing one person, completely lost their fighting spirit. In addition to fear, there was still fear in their eyes.
There was no reason, let alone emotion. From the moment it arrived, there was only killing, bloody and cruel suppression.
The Great Xia soldiers behind him did not even dare to step forward. They stared at the fallen bodies one after another, their faces extremely pale.
Among Great Xia and Martial Marquis, Marquis of Knowing Fate is the one who has been a prince for the shortest time, but he is the one with the most controversy.
In just four years, Marquis of Knowing Fate has experienced so many things. From being cast aside by the world to being wronged, Great Xia has the most complicated feelings for him, including awe, respect, and guilt.
However, they almost all forgot that compared to other Martial Marquis, Marquis of Knowing Fate was indeed the one who killed the most people.
At this moment, even the Great Xia soldiers who had experienced the battlefield felt the horror of Marquis of Knowing Fate deeply, and their faces could not help but become paler.
When the sword passed by, stumps and broken arms were flying all over the sky. It was useless to beg for mercy, it was useless to cry, and it was useless to curse. The only option was to kill, and still to kill. His eyes were filled with crimson, and his cries shook the sky.
The city gate is closed, and there is no way to retreat. The path of the Confucian scholars is completely cut off, and the path of the common people is also due to their own choices, and there is no chance of regret.
In the city lord's attic, Prince Hua looked at this horrific massacre and turned his head away unbearably. He knew that the scene in front of the Heavenly Edict Hall had completely angered the young man in front of him, and there was no room for change.
At the end of the world, Mijie Mountain, Eternal Night Divine Cult, Mu Bai, Human Buddha, and Zong Qianqiu all saw the blood mist covering Great Xia. Thousands of miles apart, they could all feel the terrible karma.
Hundreds, thousands, and thousands of figures fell down, but the iron sword was still sharp. The azure Martial Marquis Robe was stained with blood and dyed red over and over again.
On the battlefield of all parties, the five Martial Marquiss of Triumphant Qinghe, Ji Yu, Taiping Zhongyong, etc. were all silent. Marquis of Knowing Fate returned, so the remaining five Martial Marquiss stayed on the battlefield.
Great Xia Martial Marquis has tied his life and death to the battlefield, and he really doesn't want anything to happen behind his back.
Buyi Ziyang did not die on the battlefield, but fell because of the Confucian Rebellion, which really chilled the hearts of several Martial Marquiss.
"Martial Marquis-sama, forgive me"
The voice of begging for mercy disappeared from the sword forever before it was uttered. Scenes from the past came back, making the sword in Ning Chen's hand even colder.
On that day, in the Heavenly Edict Hall, the words of farewell were heartbreaking.
"Ziyi, be careful that Prajna City will be used by others, and your appearance, although it hasn't changed much, it's just"
"Don't worry, friend. If my people can't trust me, then what's the use of my Xia Emperor?"
The words he interrupted were not spoken or thought about that day, but they became the reality that frightened him the most. Ning Chen hated him so much that he regretted it. He never imagined that when he came back, things would have turned out like this.
Xin Yu could not be saved, let alone Ziyi, and even the bodies of the two Martial Marquis could never be found. The murderous cold light slashed through the bloody killings with anger, sending all the beggars, sophistry, and cursers into Yellow Springs.
There is no reason, no mercy, and no justice, just massacre.
In the past, the emperor was kind and thought that if Jiang Xin showed his sincerity, he would always get the sincerity, but he did not expect that he would eventually be forced into the devil's path by his own people.
In the past, the emperor was upright, waiting for evidence, and governing the dynasty according to law. However, unwilling people labeled him as Hades and forced him to abdicate on the basis of unfounded guilt.
Today, these so-called people want to beg for mercy, heart, and reason. Unfortunately, no one is willing to listen to their reason.
Ning Chen is not a good friend of Ziyi, and the kindness in his heart will never be exceeded.
A sword passed through, and blood spurted out like a spring, rising more than ten feet high. Reluctance, resentment, regret, and all the phenomena in the world were revealed so clearly at the last moment of life.
The azure figure was moving in the crowd, and with every sword strike, a large figure fell down. The blood-red figure flowed in the city, like a small river, and it was extremely dazzling.
"Martial Marquis-sama, please forgive me."
In extreme fear, one after another, figures kneeling down, wailing, kowtowing, hoarse and regretful.
Not long after, tens of thousands of people all knelt down, frightened and pleading, completely frightened by the people in front of them.
There are stumps and broken arms scattered everywhere. The whole Prajna City is just like Asura Hell, making people unable to resist any more.
Ning Chen had no expression on his face. Just when the sword in his hand was about to move again, a slender hand appeared and gently pressed the sword's edge.
"Stop, that's enough."
Qing Ling appeared, looking at Ning Chen who was covered in blood, and said with a trace of tears in his eyes.
Prince Hua dragged his seriously injured body and came with the support of the general. Looking at the young figure holding the blood sword, he said, "Marquis of Knowing Fate, leave the rest to me. Even if you kill them all, what has happened cannot be undone."
Ning Chen glanced at the two of them, waved his hand, and the iron sword flew out and was inserted into the city wall with a bang.
"Let's go back to the palace"
After saying that, Ning Chen turned and left without looking back, leaving only countless fearful eyes and not daring to get up for a long time.
Weiyang Palace, Ning Chen returned to the palace for the first time since the incident in the palace the day before yesterday. He looked at Changsun in front of the bed and knelt down deeply.
"Empress Dowager, Ning Chen came back late."
The words of guilt echoed in the room. As smart as Ning Chen, he never expected that such a big change would happen this time. When he left, he gave instructions, but now they are all in vain.
Changsun stretched out his hand and touched the face of the person in front of him. The real touch gave him a little warmth in his heart.
"Empress Dowager Please don't worry, I will definitely bring Xin Yu and Ziyi back." Looking at Changsun's haggard face, Ning Chen felt a sharp pain in his heart and promised.
Half an hour later, Ning Chen left Weiyang Palace and walked straight towards the Hou Mansion.
The collapsed Heavenly Edict Hall was so dazzling that the figure that was retreating was filled with a murderous look that penetrated deep into the blood and bones.
Eternal Night Divine Cult, in the first hall, one by one the war generals stood. On the high throne, a white-haired figure sat quietly. The demon mark between the eyebrows was as red as blood. The deep and dark eyes always gave people an indescribable heaviness.
"Welcome Demon Lord" below, Zong Qianqiu bowed and said politely.
"Welcome Demon Lord"
Below, all the warriors knelt down and said respectfully.
Opposite Zong Qianqiu, Consort Luo looked at the figure on the throne quietly, his beautiful eyes as calm as water as always, without any trace of sadness or joy.
"Back off"
The figure on the throne spoke.
"Yes"
The generals took the order and immediately stood up and retreated.
Zong Qianqiu and Consort Luo also left, the door of the temple was closed, and the light in the temple dimmed. The young face on the throne still looked into the distance, with deep eyes that could not even express sadness.
"Zong Qianqiu, where's Xia Xinyu?" Outside the First Divine Hall, Consort Luo stopped and said calmly.
"Saintess should know how important Seven Absolutes Body is to the divine religion, so naturally he is dead," Zong Qianqiu said with a chuckle.
"Zong Qianqiu, don't think that I don't know what you did. There will be no next time." Consort Luo said calmly, and then walked away.
Zong Qianqiu curled up the corners of his mouth, looked back at the temple behind him, and immediately walked towards Abyss of Darkness.
Under the statue of the devil, a dark atmosphere rose, and a row of sarcophagi loomed in the black air. The aura was surging and frightening.
"Zong Qianqiu, someone can bring it." A supremely noble voice came from the dark aura and said calmly.
"Your Majesty, I have brought him back, but after all, he was once the emperor of Great Xia. Can you believe it?" Zong Qianqiu knelt down and said respectfully.
"It's okay, his mind has been completely swallowed up and there is no way he can wake up again," said the breath in the darkness.
Zhiming Marquisate, Ning Chen returned, Liu Ruoxi stepped forward, took off Martial Marquis Robe, which was stained with blood on the former's body, and put on the plain clothes of the past.
"Marquis, Ministry of Justice, please see me." The old housekeeper walked over quickly and said respectfully.
"Let him in," Ning Chen said.
The old housekeeper took the order, and after a while, he entered with Kong Yu, and then withdrew.
"Marquis" Kong Yu saluted respectfully.
"What's the matter?" Ning Chen asked.
"The evidence of the Confucian sect's corruption of the treasury, forming cliques for personal gain, and intent to rebel has been collected, but Tuoluo Flower and Udumbara Flower who poisoned the kings have not yet been found," Kong Yu said respectfully.
"Didn't I leave you a Commander of Soldiers?" Ning Chen said coldly.
Kong Yu hesitated for a moment and said, "This person seems to have gone crazy. He was tortured for a long time and all he said was just crazy words."
"Have you ever seen a half-step Xiantian who was so scared that he was stunned?" Ning Chen snorted coldly and said, "You don't need to teach me how to recruit him, you are the master now Ministry of Justice"
"I know my mistake." Kong Yu lowered his head and said.
"I don't have time to take care of these things. No matter what method you use, I just want to see the results. In addition, send someone to Marquis Zhongyong and ask him to help pay attention to a woman named Wang You. I will have the portrait sent to you as soon as possible," Ning Chen said coldly.
"Yes" Kong Yu accepted the order and said respectfully.
"Back off"
"Subordinates resign"
Kong Yu saluted and left immediately. The moment he walked out of the Hou Mansion, his heart slowly dropped. In less than half a quarter of an hour, the clothes behind him were almost completely soaked.