The Emperor Comes to the Heavens

Chapter 92 Massacre
At the same time, the other Mongolian soldiers in the village came back to their senses, and hurriedly got up from the woman, holding the spear beside them, their faces were ferocious, and their eyes were full of killing intent.

Riding on horseback, the Mongolian officer in black armor roared, "Kill him!"

As soon as the words fell, the remaining nine Mongolian soldiers rushed forward at the same time, stabbing fiercely with long spears in their hands.

Seeing this, Qingxuan pulled out the sword at his waist, and his figure flitted out like a ghost, a cold light flashed, and with the spray of blood, heads were thrown high.

The aura dispersed the blood on the long sword, and ten headless corpses had fallen into a pool of blood, with their heads rolling to the ground.

He raised his eyes slightly, looked at the black armored officer on horseback, and walked towards him with a sword.

The Mongolian officer recovered from his confusion, and his face turned pale with shock. In just three seconds, he slaughtered ten of his subordinates. The latter were definitely martial arts masters in the Central Plains martial arts.

Thinking of this, the Mongolian officer turned pale, flicked the reins, and was about to slip away on his horse.

"Central Plains expert, you wait for me. When Xiangyang City is destroyed, I will kill your whole family, haha..."

After all, the Mongolian officer laughed wildly while riding the horse. Unexpectedly, the horse under him would be torn apart in the next second, and the blood and internal organs would splatter out. white.

Feeling the severe pain from his body, the Mongolian officer let out a tragic wail.

He was just an ordinary officer, and it was lucky that he didn't fall to his death after falling off the galloping horse.

"In normal times, you don't even have the qualifications for this kind of rubbish to let me take a look at you."

The cold and indifferent voice came to his ears, and the Mongolian officer trembled, and slowly opened his eyes, only to see that the young man from before had appeared beside him with a long gun, and was looking down at him.

Those indifferent eyes were like cold water, without the slightest ripple, causing an infinite chill to surge in his heart.

"you……"

"puff!"

Just as he was about to speak, the spear pierced into his thigh. With the blood gushing out, the sharp pain in his heart surged in his heart. The Mongolian officer's face twisted instantly, and he let out a miserable scream.

Seeing this, a sneer appeared on Qingxuan's face, and he pointed at his acupoints from afar.

The tragic wailing of the Mongolian officer continued, but his body became extremely stiff.

"Let you also experience the feeling of being pierced by your own spear."

After finishing speaking, Qingxuan took out the silver needle and pricked him a few times, then raised the gun and stabbed it into his palm without hesitation, nailing it firmly to the ground.

With ten fingers connected to the heart, scarlet blood flowed out. The Mongolian officer's face was distorted. His heart was full of despair and fear. He couldn't control his body, but he was trembling subconsciously.

Waves of that unbearable pain came to my heart, my eyes were red, tears kept flowing, and my screams continued.

Seeing this, Qingxuan pulled out his long spear, sprayed blood, and stabbed into his other palm.

"Kill me, kill me..."

Unable to control his body, he could only endure endless pain and his hands were crippled. The Mongolian officer was already desperate, crying, and only wanted to die.

"What are you? Do you dare to discuss terms with me?"

As he said that, Qingxuan seemed to think of something, and said indifferently: "The human body has a total of 170 bones and limb bones. Do you want to experience the feeling of all these bones being crushed?"

"Devil, you are a demon..."

The indifferent voice came to the ears, the Mongolian officer's face was distorted, and the chill rushed from his heels to the top of the sky, and he kept roaring.

"Crack! Crack! Crack!"

However, before his roar could fall, a terrifying force landed on his knees.

Immediately, with the ear-piercing sound of bone rubbing, blood spattered out, the Mongolian officer's body convulsed and twitched, his throat became hoarse, and the feeling of his knees being crushed was beyond words.

"how do you feel?"

"Please kill me, please kill me..."

At this time, the Mongolian officer had no desire to live, and begged tearfully.

However, before he finished speaking, the same pain came from the other knee, and the screams of hysteria resounded throughout the village.

Under normal circumstances, the human body will faint in an instant after receiving such severe injury.

However, before that, Qingxuan had already tampered with him, not only making him unable to commit suicide, but also preventing him from passing out. He could only watch his hands being pierced and experience the feeling of his bones being crushed.

About half a quarter of an hour later, the Mongolian officer was dying in a pool of blood. Except for the bones on the head, all the bones of the limbs of the body had been crushed, as if they were meat.

At this time, the Mongolian officer had only one thought in his mind, and that was 'Why can't I die'?
Looking back at the ruined village, the remains of corpses everywhere, the few surviving women, and their numb eyes, Qingxuan sighed softly.

Obviously, these people have no desire/desire to live.

Withdrawing his gaze, he forcibly suppressed the complicated emotions, turned around and walked away slowly.

Now, the Mongolian army has not really attacked Xiangyang, but this is already a place of right and wrong outside the city of Xiangyang. People in this village do not move but continue to live here. I really don’t know what they think.

However, now that everyone is dead, it is useless to say more.

After leaving the village, Qingxuan's mood was always a little complicated. He came to Jianzhong originally, who knew that such a thing would happen?

Shaking his head slightly, he put his thoughts behind him, tapped his toes, and his figure shuttled through the woods like a ghost. There are some small valleys nearby, but the sword mound is definitely not here.

With the passage of time, nearly half a month passed, Qingxuan's figure stopped on the thick branch, and his sword eyebrows frowned.

"Is it really not here anymore?"

After half a month of carpet-like searching, he almost turned upside down dozens of miles outside Xiangyang City, but he still couldn't find it.

Of course, he wasn't looking blindly.

According to the information in the original book, as long as you find the Pusi snake, you can find the valley where the sword tomb is located. Along the way, you have encountered many poisonous snakes, but there is no trace of the Pusi snake.

Just when Qingxuan suspected that he was looking in the wrong direction, there was a roar of wild beasts in the depths of the woods.

With a raised eyebrow, he stepped on the branches and quickly swept towards the depths of the forest.

The figure paused on the branch, and what came into view was a huge tiger. Opposite the tiger was a strange snake with a golden light all over its body and a bump on its head.

Qing Xuan was slightly startled, and a smile appeared on his face.

"Finally found."

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(End of this chapter)