This is just the beginning, what Qin Yang has done now.

The revenge that follows will be more severe, and Emperor Xia will pay the price for his decision.

Although the death of Master Xian was fake and Qin Yang's anger was also fake, the decision made by Emperor Xia was real, and it was also true that the Xia court and the Mo family were completely hostile, so Qin Yang needed to take the fiercest revenge.

, Only in this way can people believe in the death of Master Xian, and in this way can the situation of the Mo family no longer worsen.

As for the people who died because of this false revenge, Qin Yang didn't care, and Master Xian didn't care either.

Xianzhu attaches great importance to the Mohist family, but does not attach importance to the Mohist family. She attaches great importance to the inheritance of the Mohist family, because it was passed down by her father, but does not attach importance to the Mohist tradition, because the real cause of her father's death was to follow the so-called tradition.

As for Qin Yang, he didn't care even more. All he cared about was the power of the Mohist family, because only powerful forces could provide him with a large amount of resources and allow him to rapidly improve his strength.

"call--"

The wooden kite carried Qin Yang, who held up his head and flew away in the wind, leaving behind the ground covered with flames and the people whose cheeks were illuminated by the red flames.

"The situation is about to change..." Southern Commander Li Xuanting sighed deeply.

The leader of the Mo family is dead, and the two men from the Jingwu Division are also in danger. Important figures on both sides have been killed or injured. The coming Great Xia is really going to change.

Although Daxia is strong, it has many control bodies and people are divided. Although the Mohist family is weak, it has the ability to severely damage Daxia. The two are fighting each other, and there are two countries watching eagerly from abroad. A big storm is taking shape.

Beside him, Hai Wuya, who was also coming, didn't have much sadness. Instead, his eyes flickered and he was thoughtful.

There was also Chang Yunshan who was poisoned by Shennong's ruler. He looked at the wailing burning man and smelled the increasingly strong burnt smell. His vision went dark and he was furious. The suppressed poisonous gas surged up again.

Come up.

In today's battle, he, Chang Yunshan, lost over ten thousand soldiers and failed to protect him well. He saw King Yu being beheaded and dismembered. Compared with the two men who failed to arrive in time, Chang Yunshan's fault was greater.

This time when I came to besiege the Mo family, not only did I fail to achieve any merit, but I even lost my original official position.

Thousands of people have different minds, and everyone has different thoughts. The three people present all have different thoughts, which extend to the whole country of Daxia and the Three Kingdoms, and their thoughts are even more bizarre.

Li Xuanting believed that things were about to change, but his understanding was probably a bit shallow. The dispute between the Mohist family and the Daxia court was not just a matter between these two parties, their fight would also attract more forces to the scene.

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As night falls, on the devastated land, the residual heat of the war gradually dissipates, and the remaining energy slowly dissipates into the air.

The sword energy of "Zhanwu Dao" destroyed all living things around, including flowers, plants, trees, birds and insects, all of them disappeared under the killing sword formation, and the surrounding area was filled with death energy.

In such a dead atmosphere, the bottom of a piece of broken rock began to slowly loosen. Then, the rock seemed to be eroded by some kind of energy, quietly disappearing, and a black hole appeared underneath.

A dark long sword slowly rose from the ground. The blade was dim, as deep as a cold night. Above the sword grid, there was the head of a goat-headed demon. The twisted horns of the goat were wrapped around the cross-shaped sword grid, which read: "

With the word "Netherworld", the scarlet eyes were flashing with a strange red light.

"Wow--"

A big hand reached out from the ground and grabbed the hilt of the sword. In an instant, a dim light blazed brightly.

"boom--"

The gravel splashed, and a black figure stood up from the ground with a long sword in hand. Water flowed up and wrapped around his body, slowly repairing the broken limbs.

"The Mo family actually has such a powerful sword technique. Its power is probably comparable to the 'Zhi Ge Liu' we saw ten years ago."

This figure picked up the broken jackal face from the ground and slowly put it on his head. "Unfortunately, they don't know that the root of the hell realm lies not in the human body, but in the sword body."

The long sword in his hand releases a ghostly light, expelling the remaining sword energy from the body, and the death water is also simultaneously repairing the damaged body.

Although the original body was powerful enough, its life was completely destroyed by the "Zhanwu Dao" sword attack, and even the death water could not save it.

On the contrary, this body belonging to the wolf head was not injured by the sword style. It held the Netherworld Sword in time to save the remaining life before death. It can still save its life with the death water.

Granulation is growing, the broken limbs are being connected, and the bloody injuries are gradually recovering. At the same time, as the physical body recovers, the body's self-awareness is also awakening.

"Who are you..." Wolf Shou pronounced dryly.

"Who am I? Who should you ask?" Shen Shen Zhiyin asked.

"who I am?"

"You are me, but I am not you."

Under the mask, Wolf Head's eyes glowed with light, and within his consciousness, deep darkness slowly swallowed up Wolf Head's broken consciousness.

"I am Jingwu Si Langshou... No, I am the hell realm of Nether Sect... I am also a Mohist..."

The words of the wolf head stopped abruptly, and he was replaced by the hell realm with a deeper voice.

"It is indeed effective to use the devil sword, the Netherworld Sword, as a carrier to transfer consciousness. My consciousness has been completely implanted into the 'Yang God' in the wolf's head. The first transfer of my body was successful."

"Then what happens next..."

The voice of the hell realm changed back to the wolf-shou tone again, "I am the wolf-shou of Jingwu Division, one of the two chiefs. The Mo family, Qin Yang, our story is not over yet."

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The news of Master Xian's death and King Yu's death were quickly spread back to the Jidu of Great Xia. In one night, they reached the deep palace and reached the ears of the Supreme Lord of Great Xia.

"Killed the string master, but failed to get back a Zhi Ge Ling..."

Behind the golden bead curtain, the figure leaning on the dragon chair said coldly: "Trash!"

Apart from this comment, Emperor Xia, the Supreme Emperor of Great Xia and the father of King Yu, did not show any anger, nor did he feel any sadness at the death of King Yu.

It seems that in his eyes, King Yu's life is not as useful as a stop order.

The next moment, Emperor Xia said: "Wang Zhi, send an order to Jingwu Division to ask Dongfang Yunzheng to personally take action to destroy the Mohist rebellious party."

"yes."

In the shadow of the main hall, a white-faced and beardless eunuch walked out of the main hall silently like a ghost.

"I can feel the hidden threat. My intuition tells me that the Mohist's 'Zhige Liu' has not been lost, and the Mohist's principles are still there..."
Chapter completed!