Ji
Wuye, who was standing on the high platform on the city wall, stood up in anger and kicked the long table to pieces. His heavy body flashed and dove a few meters, reaching out with his right hand, pinching, and pinching.
He grabbed the white phoenix's neck with his fingers and lifted it up easily as if he was pinching a chick.
Crack, crack, crack…
The bones in his throat were about to crack, and he almost suffocated.
Bai Feng's feet left the ground, and she tried her best to pry Ji Wuye's hands away.
However, in the face of Ji Wuye, who had a strong physique, Bai Feng's strength was pitifully weak and useless.
The sound of Ji Wuye's knuckles cracking and the sound of the white phoenix's neck cracking could be heard.
"General, General, please spare me!" The white phoenix begged for mercy.
Ji Wuye's authority was too great. Even now, he had no intention of resisting.
At the very least, there was still a chance of survival if he begged for mercy. He hoped that Ji Wuye would spare him on account of his hard work over the years
…
Ji Wuye was furious.
His son, Ji Yihu, had actually been castrated. This meant that their Old Ji was very likely to have no descendants.
Ji Wuye's family cultivation technique was called Yin-Yang Twin Armor Technique.
The first volume is Yang Armor Skill, and the second volume is Yin Armor Skill.
This was a top-notch secret manual, a body-tempering technique.
At present, Ji Wuye and his son were both practicing the Yang Armor Technique. When the Yang Armor Technique was completed, the essence of Yang would mutate, and their bodies would become stronger and stronger, but they would almost never have any descendants.
Ji Wuye was violent in bed, but he never had a second son.
Ji Yihu was the seed he had sown twenty years ago before he had mastered the Yang Armor Technique.
Now, Ji Wuye had cultivated the Yang Armor Technique to the extreme, and his Yang Essence had completely mutated, cutting off the possibility of giving birth to children.
Their old Ji family relied on their son, Ji Yihu, to carry on the family line.
Now that his son was crippled, how could Ji Wuye not be angry?
"Trash, you can't protect your master. What's the use of having you?”
Ji Wuye's eyes were filled with killing intent, hatred, and anger.
This was the hatred of having no descendants!
Crack, crack, crack…
The bones in Bai Feng's neck were about to break as she struggled with all her might.
The surrounding guards were all scared silly. No one dared to take a step forward, let alone beg for mercy.
Everyone was silent, including the Jade Tiger.
The Jade Tiger lowered its head and kept silent. Cold sweat poured down like rain.
Young General Ji Yihu had been crippled, and the Great General's monstrous anger had to be cooled down with fresh blood.
Ji Wuye's right hand exerted great strength. He was about to crush the white phoenix with his five fingers.
At the same time, hatred appeared in Bai Feng's eyes for the first time. The thin feather blade in her right hand flashed with a cold light.
He thought to himself, Ji Wuye, even if I have to die, I want a piece of your flesh.”
Bai Feng understood, understood deeply that they were dogs raised by the General's Estate and did not deserve the dignity of a human.
Freedom was not a gift from others, but one that one had to fight for.
Between life and death, in an instant.
"General," the Jade Tiger said.”
"Eh?"
Ji Wuye glanced at him from the corner of his eyes and said with a murderous look,""Tiger, you want to plead for him?"
"I wouldn't dare."
The Jade Tiger bowed and pointed at the platform, a hundred meters away, saying,"General, Han Fei has arrived."
Hearing this, Ji Wuye looked around and saw Han Fei walking over with a token in his hand.
When the imperial guards saw the token, they immediately knelt down.
"Humph, what a good Han Fei.”
Ji Wuye was so angry that he laughed. He waved his right hand and threw the white phoenix out.
Bang!
The white phoenix crashed into the city wall and trembled violently. The sword wound reappeared, and it spat out a mouthful of blood. Its aura was weak.
Almost.
He had almost died today.
"I'll settle the score with you later." Ji Wuye glanced at Bai Feng coldly and left.
A baleful aura filled the air, and the anger in his heart was difficult to extinguish.
With each step, he exuded a fierce aura and a murderous aura that was not to be trifled with.
Ji Wuye's iron armor swished. He held a weapon eight feet long and said hatefully,""Today, even if the king comes personally, I will kill Li Yi and avenge my son.”
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Cold Palace Beam.
The battle was nearing its end, and Xuan Jian executed a sure-kill slash.
Wei Zhuang's eyes widened, reflecting the scarlet moon.
Right in front of the blood moon, the Xuan Jian flew high up into the sky. From top to bottom, the long sword in both hands cut down from the upper right corner. This attack used all of its power.
Xuan Jian hovered in the air and maintained his sword wielding posture. Sou, sou, sou…eight afterimages flashed in the surroundings. Eight people with Xuan Jian as the center. They were the members of the Eight Petites Assassin.
As soon as the eight remnant souls appeared, the killing intent of the sword qi reached a new level.
Wei Zhuang was already heavily injured and had no strength to counterattack. He did not even have the strength to dodge. He could only watch as the Xuan Jian swords slashed down with all their might.
Under this attack, even if he did not die, he would not be able to get up and would be slaughtered.
Whoosh!
At this critical moment, a white sword Qi burst out. The sword Qi was like a dragon, piercing through the sky.
One man and one sword, the sword qi was like a dragon, arriving in an instant.
"Hundred-step flying sword!" Wei Zhuang was shocked.？”
In his eyes, Li Yi was dressed in white and his sword was like a dragon. The wind and clouds in the world gathered, and the sword qi was like a rainbow that pierced through the sun. His target was the Black and White Profound Sword.
High up in the sky, Xuan Jian's eyes focused as he said in bewilderment,""Hundred-step Flying Sword?"
"I seem to have seen this sword before…"
Shua!
Xuan Jian's body turned to the side in the air, and he slashed down with his sword in both hands.
At the same time, the hundred-step flying sword arrived.
Clang!
The tip of the Flying Rainbow Sword blocked the long sword. The White Dragon Sword Qi then poured out and attacked Xuan Jian.
Xuan Jian's hands slashed in the air. The Eight Exquisite Remnant Souls entered his body one after another. Shocking killing intent erupted as blood-red killing intent enveloped him.
Boom! Boom!
Above the Cold Palace, a powerful explosion spread out, covering a radius of two to three hundred meters.
At the same time, Red Lotus, Violet Orchid Pavilion, Violet Maiden, and Hong Yu were all in the Princess 'Residence.
Li Yi's women put their hands together and prayed softly,""God, please bless Li Yi (Big Brother Li).”
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