Wutong raised the Blazing Sun Bead and immediately knocked Zhao Yun to the ground. This Blazing Sun Bead was the world's toughest weapon, it swallowed and spat out black gold divine flame, even Wutong could not bear the extreme heat. Therefore, every year he had to offer a virgin's pure Yin to suppress the heat.
Wutong laughed wildly and said, "Ignorant child, you dare to block Benzun's blade." He recited an incantation to take back the Blazing Sun Bead. Immediately he lifted his long leg and pressed down, hitting Zhao Yun's chest.
To cut the grass, one must dig up the roots. This strike contained the power of a dragon and elephant. The sound of bones breaking resounded through the heaven and earth. Presumably this pretty boy would not be able to live.
Zhao Lianghui saw Zhao Yun screaming miserably as he fell to the ground, his soul flew to the ninth heaven. It was as if a heavy hammer was smashing his heart, his courage was splitting his mind. He also saw Wutong lifting his leg to kick Jiao 'er. How could he have time to think? Unexpectedly he rushed toward Wutong. After all, he was old and weak. Even if he ran as fast as he could, how could he make it in time?
Wutong had already made Zhao Yun prostrate on the ground. Seeing the old man rushing over clumsily, he laughed nastily and said, "Just in time!" He leaped and arrived in front of the good man. With a wave of his hand, the good man was like a kite with its string cut. He was pushed to the ends of the earth by the ninth heaven. His old bones involuntarily smashed against the wall.
How powerful was this force? As soon as the good man hit the wall, his skull cracked and the back of his head turned into a bloody hole that could not be stopped from bleeding. The good man had just exhaled a breath when the remaining half of his breath was forcibly held in his mouth. His body slanted and he fell to the ground. How pitiful!
Zhao Yun had done good deeds and accumulated virtue all his life, he had never made a big mistake. He had a son in his later years, but before he could enjoy the happiness of a family reunion, he met with this unexpected disaster! This was the result of his fate, there was nothing he could do.
Zhao Yun was knocked down by the Blazing Sun Bead and was unconscious. Wutong's heavy kick pulled his primordial spirit back from the sea of fire purgatory. As soon as his divine sense recovered, he felt the sea of blood in his chest and abdomen surging endlessly. It was as if four horses were galloping, tearing his internal organs apart. It was also because he was gifted and had a tough body. If it were someone else, how could they endure the heavy pressure of Wutong's mountain?
Zhao Yun was trying her best to endure the pain when she heard the whistling sound of wind and thunder. She did not know how her mind reacted, but she suddenly felt as if she had lost her mind. Her heart suddenly jumped, pulling her blood and intestines chaotically flowing. The pain was ten times worse than before.
Zhao Yun knew that something was wrong. She hurriedly opened her eyes and saw Zhao Shanren being thrown to the wall by Wu Tong. His brain was splattered.
Zhao Yun was scared out of her wits. "Father!" she called out. She struggled to get up, but her muscles and bones were shattered, she could not move an inch. He tried his best to hold on, gathering his strength. Just by straightening his back, the blood in his body started to flow, his chest, abdomen, legs and feet were in pain, and he fell to the ground again.
Zhao Yun's eyes were about to crack. Her internal organs felt like they were burning. She was helpless and could not move. Her mind was under attack, and the pain was obvious.
Zhao Shanren doted on Zhao Yun very much, he rarely even spoke harshly. He was not willing to let Zhao Yun feel wronged even a little bit. Therefore, the relationship between the father and son of the Zhao Clan was very good. Seeing a good person die before his eyes, how could Zhao Yun not feel pain, how could he not be sad, how could he not be angry? Although there were no tears in his eyes, his heart was bleeding.
When Wu Tong heard Zhao Yun's cry, he was shocked. He thought, "Benzun's feet can split mountains and rivers, how come this little white face is not dead yet?" Hastily he flew to Zhao Yun's side to examine carefully. When he found that Zhao Yun only had half of his vital essence left, he heaved a sigh of relief. With a sinister look on his face, he grabbed Zhao Yun's neck with his left hand and exerted his strength to firmly choke him. He cursed, "Little white face, are you happy now?"
Zhao Yun was in extreme pain and anger. His breathing was weak, he could not say anything. He could only glare at Wu Tong.
When Wu Tong saw his painful appearance, he was indescribably happy. All the pores on his body felt comfortable. He laughed wildly and said, "Jie jie, jie jie, you dare to oppose Benzun!" After all, he was a cultivator. His right hand that was smashed by the stone lion had already recovered. Holding the Zhen Guang Sword, he was about to chop off Zhao Yun's head.
Zhao Yun felt that the sword's rays were multicolored and the cold air was pressing. He knew that he could not escape death. He was really unwilling. This Wu Tong crippled his arm, broke his meridians and killed his father. The blood feud was so deep that it could not be wiped away. His anger overflowed to the sky and he hated that he could not vent it.
Heaven and Earth, how unfair! Heaven and Earth, how heartless!
When Wu Tong saw that Zhao Yun's face was full of anger, he suddenly had an idea. He stopped his sword and said with a laugh, "If you want to die, it won't be that easy. You destroyed Benzun's Divine Palace, Benzun will return the pain to you so that you wish you were dead. "One of his hands grabbed Zhao Yun and did not lift him up. He lifted him into the air and walked toward the rear hall.
Among the servants and maids, there were some who were bold enough to peek at Zhao Yun's fight. It was only when their Manor Head died tragically that they realized that it was not a joke. They were scared out of their wits and were dumbstruck like wooden chickens. Wu Tong held the Zhen Guang Sword in his hand and waved it whenever he saw people. He chopped melons and chopped vegetables. Immediately blood flowed like a river.
While Wu Tong was killing people, he said, "Pretty boy, are you unwilling? Do you hate Benzun to the core? The more you hate, the angrier Benzun gets, the happier Benzun gets. Jie jie, seeing your father die with your own eyes but not being able to rescue him, this feeling is not bad, right? "
When Zhao Yun saw the servants' miserable condition, she was even angrier. She wished that she could perish together with them.
In just a short while, corpses covered the road. Those martial art experts protecting the courtyard were simply unable to withstand a single blow. How could they block Wu Tong?
Wu Tong's killing intent was aroused. He poured his psychokinesis into the divine sword and waved it fiercely. The Zhen Guang Sword emitted ten thousand zhang rays of light. With a loud crashing sound, the rear hall, bedroom, side hall, and garden were all destroyed. Those people who were hiding in various places fled one after another. Wu Tong flicked his black qi again. Those who were hit by it died immediately.
Zhao Yun mustered all her strength and finally called out, "Mother, run quickly!"
It turned out that Eldest Mother Lady Yan, biological mother Third Furen, and the other concubines' flowery faces turned pale.
Wu Tong was even more delighted. He fiercely said, "It's time to put on a good show of a loving mother parting with her son." Carrying Zhao Yun, he instantly blocked the womenfolk's path.
That Lady Yan and Third Furen were originally running for their lives in a hurry. When they heard Jiao 'er's warning and saw Jiao' er was caught in midair by Wu Tong, their maternal instincts were aroused. They called out, "Yun 'er, is it painful?" Unexpectedly, they wanted to go forward and check on Zhao Yun's injury.
Zhao Yun hastily said, "Mothers, quickly run away!" It was difficult for him to shout. Under this anxiety, he overdrew all his strength. His throat was sweet and blood gushed out.
Lady Yan and Third Furen felt as if they were experiencing it themselves. They hurriedly prostrated themselves on the ground and cried, "Deity, please forgive us! Our child is young and ignorant, yet we offended the Deity. As long as our child is well, we can do anything! "
Wu Tong laughed strangely, "It's a good show of a loving mother and filial son. Even this Venerable can't bear it." The True Light Sword swiftly cut Lady Yan's body into two pieces. In a blink of an eye, a living person turned into two pieces of human flesh. Blood flowed like water.
Zhao Yun was distressed. She wanted to shout but had no strength. She wanted to cry but had no tears. She wanted to struggle, but how could she break free?
That Third Furen was splashed with blood. She was immediately scared silly and could only keep screaming.
How could Wu Tong be polite? He slashed again. This time, he didn't cut Third Furen into two pieces. He only cut off Third Furen's right hand. He laughed and said, "Wait for this Venerable to do it." With another slash, Third Furen's left hand was cut off.
Third Furen had never suffered this kind of torture before. She immediately fainted. Zhao Yun's eyes were bloodshot. She was so anxious that she also fainted.
Wu Tong reprimanded, "Want to pretend to faint? How can it be so easy? "He threw Zhao Yun fiercely to the ground.
Zhao Yun immediately woke up. She saw Wu Tong's ominous glint. He waved his sword and cut off her mother's left and right legs. Blood flowed continuously from her four limbs. It seemed that she was no longer alive. Zhao Yun's grief was unresolvable. Her internal organs were in unbearable pain. She didn't want to live.
Wu Tong didn't care about her first. He flew and waved his sword. Those concubines and servants who fled in fright couldn't escape from the devil's claws. They all met with misfortune. In a short moment, within Wu Tong's field of vision, there was no other living thing except for Zhao Yun. The ground of Zhao Mansion was full of blood that flowed on its own.
Wu Tong laughed loudly. He raised the Blazing Sun Bead and said, "Precious divine fire, please." That bead spun and flew into the air. It was already as big as a lake. With a whoosh, it released thousands of golden snakes that pounced on Zhao Mansion.
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