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Chapter 797

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The Quietus spread out from the Abbey Dean's eye and was swallowed by Ning Que's Tao Tie. Through the Array Eye Pestle, it covered the entire city of Chang 'an. As a result, the wind and snow became more violent and the coldness was everywhere.

The Vermilion Bird Avenue was also very cold. But as more and more Tangs appeared on the wall and on the street, they stood shoulder to shoulder and squeezed on the street, their heels stepping on each other, the temperature on the street gradually rose. The ice and snow melted and even made people feel a little hot.

The Tangs' hearts were very hot, so their blood heated up until their bodies were boiling. They clenched their fists and waved their arms to vent their anger.

The Vermilion Bird Avenue was filled with shouts and curses. People kept smashing bricks, and some even threw chamber pots, tea, leftovers, and boy's urine at the Abbey Dean.

The Tangs believed in Haotian, but strangely, they believed that man could conquer Heaven. This was because although the Headmaster of the Academy had ignored the affairs of the world for many years, his indomitable spirit of fighting against Heaven had spread to every town in the Tang Empire through the Academy, the royal family, the imperial court, and the army.

Therefore, even though they knew that the Taoist in indigo on the street was a powerhouse beyond the imagination of ordinary people and was truly invincible in the world, and in front of this person, ordinary people were as weak as ants. However, the two Sanyuanli teenagers dared to kill him with knives and forks. Even if the Abbey Dean was a man-eating monster, they still had to give him a try.

We can't beat you with so many people, but can't we scold you with so many mouths? Even if this guy was shameless and didn't hurt you, wouldn't you be embarrassed if I poured feces and urine on you?

The Snow Street looked like a holy palace, with a kind of otherworldly beauty. The wind and snow were also clean, without a speck of dust, just like Haotian's face.

Now with the attack of the crowd, the long street suddenly became filthy. Blasphemous shouts and curses, as well as the stench from the human world, drifted into the sky with the wind and snow, smearing Haotian's face in an extremely embarrassing way.

The Abbey Dean looked at the filthy breath of the human world drifting into the sky and slightly raised his eyebrows. The feces and urine could not stain his clothes at all, but it made him slightly angry.

Within his field of vision, there were at least several thousand Tang on the snowy street. He could also sense that even more Tang were hurrying toward Vermillion Bird Avenue to meet their deaths.

The Abbey Dean was slightly surprised to see so many Tangs on the long street, but he did not care. What he cared about was carrying out the will of Haotian and ending the thousand-year history left by the Headmaster in the human world.

At this time, Chang 'an was full of wind and snow. Hidden in the wind and snow were countless "Yi" talismans that Ning Que had written before. Those talismans had successfully filled up many gaps in the God-stunning Array. There was only one way.

Nothing had changed from the previous situation. The Abbey Dean had to kill Ning Que. Ning Que was on the Vermilion Bird Avenue, and between him and the Abbey Dean was a vast crowd.

So the Abbey Dean walked into the crowd.

The Abbey Dean's name was Chen Mou. He had the most ordinary name and looked like an ordinary person. When he walked into the crowd, he was like a drop of water that melted into the ocean of people.

Then, there was a storm in the ocean, and countless figures were sent flying. It was like the waves hitting the reefs, bringing with them white snow as they dissipated in the dangerous natural environment.

Those men in indigo who had rushed over with knives fell in a pool of blood. More than a dozen Yulin Royal Guards who were charging on horses fell off their horses when they were still dozens of feet away from the Abbey Dean.

The Abbey Dean's figure gradually appeared in the ocean of people. Behind him was a mess. Under the pressure of the horrible aura, the crowd gradually parted to make a path.

At this time, the cultivators of the Tang Empire finally made their move.

The Imperial Center Administration had quietly lurked in the surrounding market places. Several Array Tactical Masters started the Encircling Array. The Qi of Heaven and Earth on the Vermilion Bird Avenue suddenly changed violently. Countless streams of primordial Qi turbulence turned into countless primordial Qi locks that appeared in the air around the Abbey Dean, blocking all his escape routes.

Almost at the same time, more than a dozen military Sword Masters who were hiding among the ordinary people suddenly made their moves. With a clear clanging sound, bright flying swords broke through the air and pierced toward the Abbey Dean's face.

The Abbey Dean's expression did not change at all. He gently brushed his sleeves and continued to move forward.

With a flick of his sleeve, the sword will that crisscrossed the long street instantly turned into straw that had been soaked by the rain. It was soft and dispirited, powerless to dissipate. And the countless dangerous yuan qi locks, in this moment, were like ripe apples in autumn that had fallen to the ground. They shattered into mud and splashed with juice.

The Tang Array Tactical Masters who were hiding in the market were shocked by the primordial Qi and bled to death on the spot. More than a dozen military Sword Masters, whose Natal Swords were destroyed by the Abbey Dean, were also seriously injured and it was unknown whether they were still alive or not.

The Abbey Dean continued to move forward, looking for Ning Que behind the crowd.

The crowd was disturbed. The flying bricks stopped for a moment and then continued to fall like a storm.

However, even the flying swords of cultivators could not touch the Abbey Dean, let alone the bricks. Even Master Huang Yang's prayer beads could not trap the Abbey Dean for a moment, let alone the dirty water.

The Abbey Dean moved forward calmly. Those who stood in his way were crushed to death like ants.

The brave Tangs continued to rush toward him and then continued to die.

The Snow Street became a street of blood. Blood sprayed everywhere.

Courage was a respectable word in the human world. But in the face of the absolute power that represented Haotian, it seemed so weak and laughable. It was even hard to describe it as heroic.

Faced with an insurmountable gap, the people in Chang 'an should have been like ants looking up at the blue sky, feeling hopeless and then giving up.

But it was hard to imagine that on the faces of the Tangs, one could see sorrow, anger, and unwillingness, but not a trace of despair.

They did not despair, they did not cry, and they did not even swear. They just continued to fight in silence. Even if it was a hopeless fight, they would fight to the end.

A coolie carrier picked up a shoulder pole and smashed it at the Abbey Dean. Then he died.

A peddler from another county picked up a dagger that was used to save his life in the deep mountains. Then he died.

A man of unknown identity threw himself at the Abbey Dean. Then he died.

People smashed him with bricks, chopped him with kitchen knives, and shot at him with their ancestral bows and arrows. Then they died.

They were courting death.

Courting death was not a nice word. It seemed a bit stupid.

But people were such wonderful creatures. Even though they knew that many things could not be changed, many people still insisted on doing it for one reason or another.

People even created a word with a similar meaning.

Courting death.

The Tangs were courting death today.

They were all courting death.

They wanted to stop the Abbey Dean.

The towering city walls of Chang 'an could not stop the enemies.

So they built a new city wall with their own flesh and blood.





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