The First Sixty-Five Chapters Bloodbath Ginger (2)

Sun Hao stretched out his hand, and three heads flew over.

Sun Hao shook his head slightly. On top of his head, a strand of hair flew out through the silver helmet, stretched out instantly, and penetrated three heads, like candied haws, strung together.

The three heads, still glaring and dying, were strung together by Sun Hao with hair, hung behind the head of the silver helmet, and swayed in the wind.

In the Jiang family city, panicked screams erupted suddenly.

The stronger monks fled in all directions, either with their swords or their bodies condensed into the air.

On the Chen Xiang sword, Sun Hao shouted coldly: "Whoever dares to escape will be killed without mercy..."

The body shook slightly, and the power of the unparalleled sword bones rushed out. The hair on Sun Hao's head suddenly turned into flying swords, and flew out with Sun Hao's vibration.

Puff puff puff, flying swords transformed from thousands of hairs filled the sky over Jiangcheng in an instant. Those monks who dared to fly up and escape, who thought they were stronger, were without exception turned into sword blades by hairs. Point to kill in the air.

The strands of hair circled, chopped off the heads of the monks who were killed, strung them together, and flew back upside down.

After all the strands of hair flew back from the sky above the Jiang Family City, Sun Hao's back, on top of each strand of floating hair, had been pierced with no less than a hundred heads of elite monks of the Jiang Family.

Drops of blood gushed out from these unwilling severed heads.

Sun Hao's silver armor was also covered with blood spots.

In Jiangcheng, no one dared to fly away.

The ginger water continued to rise, and ordinary people had to climb higher buildings. They looked at Sun Hao with an inexplicable expression of panic.

Jiang Yuyu, Jiang Fuhe, what did these two Jiang family disciples do to offend this evil spirit?

Today, I'm afraid it will really be a catastrophe for the Jiang family's life and death.

Inside the secret room, the white-haired patriarch said leisurely: "Now, Yuji, you have two choices. One, you choose to stay here and watch from the sidelines. The result will naturally be that Jiangcheng will be flooded, and hundreds of millions of Jiang's sons will become Your karma; second, you go out by yourself, face Sun Hao directly, and take responsibility for what you do. Sun Hao has already killed many Jiang family monks. If you go out now, he may be able to let the rest of my Jiang family go... ..."

Jiang Fuhe said in a low voice: "Young master, if you keep the green hills, you are not afraid of lack of firewood. So what if Sun Hao slaughtered hundreds of millions of Jiang family's children? As long as you can bear it, my son, my Jiang family will rise again one day... ..."

Jiang Yutang looked at the white-haired old man.

The white-haired old man said lightly: "Yes, although what Jiang Fuhe said is not humane, although you will completely become a descendant of the Jiang family in the future, if you can overcome this difficulty and grow enough to compete with Sun Hao in the future , but it is also a good choice, a man needs such tenacity and forbearance to do things."

Jiang Yuzhen looked at the white-haired old man in a daze, and said, "Grandpa, that day, Dawn City was in critical condition. Was it wrong for me to propose so? If I was wrong, why didn't you stop me, Grandpa?"

The white-haired old man looked up at the sky, and looked at Sun Hao in the sky: "Of course the proposal is wrong, otherwise, I would not have received such retribution. Grandpa, I really want to stop you, but the way of heaven cannot be violated. There is God's will in the dark, even if I can stop your proposal, maybe there will be other causes and effects in my Jiang family, all of this is preordained, you are just a pawn..."

A sad smile appeared on Jiang Yuyu's face: "It's a chess piece, so you must have the self-consciousness of a chess piece, right, grandpa?"

The white-haired old man said in a low voice: "If you can calm down and join me, watching the hundreds of millions of Jiang family sons buried with you, you will naturally be able to escape the fate of the chess piece."

Jiang Yutang looked at the old man's hands.

Above the hands of the old man, in a huge crystal ball, emerged the scene of Jiangcheng's people living in dire straits and floods raging.

His eyes moistened slightly, Jiang Yuzhen lowered his head, and respectfully kowtowed to the old man three times: "Grandpa, I still choose to accept my fate, as a chess piece, I should have the awareness of a chess piece..."

Jiang Fuhe's heart was full of fear: "My lord, don't..."

The white-haired old man said coldly: "Shut up, if it weren't for you, our Jiang family would not have encountered such a disaster. Do you still want to deceive the Lord with evil words? Let me go..."

Sun Hao's heart was as cold as iron, and he watched the ginger water gradually rise, coldly, watching the ginger water flood the street shops and the small bungalows, without the slightest pity in his eyes.

Some mistakes cannot be made.

There are some bottom lines that cannot be touched. No matter who dares to do it, they must be mentally prepared to bear the consequences.

Seeing that the ginger water is still rising, seeing that a large number of mortals are about to be submerged in the ginger water.

Within Jiangcheng, three figures flew up.

In the middle, the white-haired old man bowed to Sun Hao from a distance and said: "Jiang Zikong from the Jiang family, I have seen the Lei Peng Tianjian, and the two rebellious sons have already been brought to you. Please let the hundreds of millions of innocent civilians of my Jiang family go!" .”

Sun Hao said coldly: "The civilians can be let go, but if it's just the two of them, it's not enough."

While speaking, he stepped on his feet lightly, and the Chenxiang sword shook, and Duanjiang suddenly retracted. The blocked flood, with a bang, poured down, the torrent of thousands of miles, the huge shock wave of the flowing water, had already Level the mountains and rivers below.

The Jiang family's dirty business was destroyed.

In Jiangcheng, many shops and private houses were destroyed by the rapidly receding river. After the flood, Jiangcheng was in a mess, and a large number of mortals sat on the tiles in a daze, crying bitterly.

Above the sky, Jiang Zikong sighed slightly, and said leisurely: "The catastrophe has fallen from the sky, how innocent are the hundreds of millions of mortals of my Jiang family? Can Chen Xiang know that my Jiang family is one of the ten ancient castes of the human race?"

Sun Hao said coldly: "So what?"

Jiang Zikong said again: "Then Chen Xiang, do you know that, to be precise, among the top ten castes in ancient times, my Jiang family is enough to rank in the top three, and the power of my Jiang family is also closely related to the general power of my human race?"

Sun Hao laughed loudly, and said ruthlessly: "If the human race is all about your Jiang family's actions, this kind of general trend, don't worry about it. Today, even if you talk wildly, I can't afford to take any grudges. Jiang Yuzhen, Jiang Fuhe, are you here to die yourself, or after I have dealt with your Jiang family, I will kill you with my own hands?"

At this time, Jiang Zikong had already let go of his control over the two of them, Jiang Fuhe slammed his flying sword, and ran away from Jiangcheng without saying a word.

But after flying only three feet away, the flying sword transformed by a strand of Sun Hao's hair had already flown towards him, piercing through his heart with a puff.

Jiang Fuhe stared blankly at the long sword stuck in front of his chest. Before he completely lost his life, the flying sword swirled and cut off his head. It passed by and flew back, hanging on Sun Hao. back of the head.

Jiang Yuzhen, who was much more bachelor, stood up with his sword, and rushed towards Sun Hao heroically while singing loudly.

Holding the flying sword with both hands in front, the whole body collapsed straight and extremely fast, Jiang Yuzhen turned into a sword with his body, and the body and sword merged into one, piercing the void, soaring with arrogance, sacrificing his life and forgetting to die, with a frenzied blow.

All the way to Sun Hao's body, Sun Hao still didn't respond. Inside the silver armor, there was only a pair of eyes, staring fiercely at Jiang Yuyu.

Seeing that Sun Hao didn't respond at all, Jiang Yuzhen was slightly happy in his heart, and without hesitation, he raised his sword and stabbed down.

No matter how powerful you Sun Hao and Sun Chenxiang are, if you want to take over the flying sword that combines my body and sword, and my whole life's skills into one, it will be enough for you to drink a pot.

With a bang, Jiang Yuzhen's flying sword accurately landed on Sun Hao's body.

However, like an ordinary sword hitting gold and iron, with a crisp sound, Jiang Yuzhen's sword was completely blocked from Sun Hao's silver armor.

Sun Hao stretched out his right hand, clamped his index finger and middle finger, clamped Jiang Yuzhen's flying sword, and twisted it lightly.

Jiang Yuzhen was revived, and grew up with him. The extremely tough flying sword has been broken by life and death.

Coldly, staring at Jiang Yuzhen, Sun Hao said harshly: "For your sin, it is not too much to cut into pieces, you, die..."

The Chenxiang sword above his head shook slightly, and sword feathers flew out of the Chenxiang sword, piercing Jiang Yuyu's body like feathers.

Dazed, holding a broken flying sword in his hand, standing upright in front of Sun Hao, Jiang Yuzhen said with difficulty: "You and I are just chess..."

Before he finished speaking, the body below the head was scattered in all directions. It had been cut into countless pieces by the sword energy, and it fluttered and fell into the air.

Sun Hao flicked his hair, and a long hair rushed out, rushing in from Jiang Yuzhen's Tianling cover, strung his head, and hung behind his head.

On the opposite side, the white-haired Jiang Zikong said leisurely: "Could it be that those souls dripping blood behind you still can't calm down the anger in your heart?"

Sun Hao looked over coldly: "It's not enough..." (to be continued ~^~)