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Volume 1 The Border Town of the Empire Chapter 1148 You Have to Kneel

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    Chapter 1,148 You have to kneel Yang Shunhui¡¯s eyes widened.  He thought that his subordinates were no longer of the same mind as him, but he did not expect that they would raise weapons against him.  It is really an ironic thing. The general who once thought he loved his soldiers like his own son was surrounded by his soldiers and aimed at his body with foreign firearms.  "Do you dare to take action?" he asked angrily.  The eyes are bloodshot.  "It's not that they don't dare, it's just that they are still a little reluctant to leave." Fang Jie, who was standing not far away, looked at the ferocious Yang Shunhui and said, "They are all soldiers, and they are soldiers trained by you, so you should know that they have nothing  The only thing you dare not do is whether you can or not. Until now, they still have old feelings in their hearts, but you have led them into the abyss of eternal destruction. If I don't come today, you will lead them to attack.  Phoenix Tower, when the time comes, these people will be nailed to the pillar of shame in history forever." After these words, the soldiers began to become restless.  Yang Shunhui suddenly burst into laughter: "Fang Jie, I have known for a long time that you are a very clever person, but now I know that I have underestimated you after all. You want to kill me and seize my military power, but you don't do it yourself.  Let my soldiers attack me. As long as they kill me, they will have no choice but to follow you, right?" He raised his thumb.  "Do you dare to fight me to the death!" he shouted.  Hysteria.  "Why are you willing to fight to the death now?" Fang Jie couldn't help but ask: "Did you think about fighting to the death before? When you found that you had no way out, did you start to want a decent way to die? In  When you trade with foreigners, you are destined to die without dignity." Yang Shunhui roared angrily, clenching his fists tightly: "Fang Jie! You are a despicable person, you kill me in this way.  I am not aboveboard at all! Don¡¯t you claim to have national integrity? Well, you have to fight with me, a traitor, and you¡¯d better kill me!¡± ¡°I¡¯ll do it!¡± The most honest person in the back.  The honest Shi Wan couldn't stand it anymore. He strode up to Fang Jie, pointed at Yang Shunhui and said angrily: "I always thought your son was useless, but now I know he is a hundred times, a thousand times better than you! What does he know?"  It's friendship, and you have completely lost your humanity. When facing danger, what he wants is to die with you. Can you do it? " Yang Shunhui was shaken a few times by Shi Wan's words, and his mind couldn't help it.  The appearance of his son Yang Caiping appeared.  He didn't know that Yang Caiping was let go by Shi Wan. He was sure that Yang Caiping was dead after hearing Shi Wan's words.  By this time, the sadness, despair and anger took over his heart.  "You killed my son!" He roared and punched out with both fists at the same time.  There is thirty meters between him and Shi Wan. Even with this distance, the other party will have a certain amount of time to react even if he makes a move with big sleeves. What's more, Shi Wan's cultivation level is not weaker than his at all.  It's just that Shi Wan has almost no experience in fighting with others, so the gap between him and Yang Shunhui, who has experienced many battles, is only here.  "I'll do it." Fang Jie punched with one hand, shook away Yang Shunhui's inner strength and said to Shi Wan: "After all, it's better for me to kill this person. Although Da Sui is gone, the meaning of my action is the same as yours.  It¡¯s different.¡± He walked slowly towards Yang Shunhui.  "Come on!" Yang Shunhui slammed his feet on the ground, and his body flew out in the dust and smoke.  While rushing forward, Yang Shunhui punched out again with both fists.  The way he strikes is somewhat different from other practitioners. Generally speaking, few people would throw out both fists, which would look a bit awkward and strange.  But behind this weird posture, what is hidden is that Yang Shunhui released every blow with all his strength.  "You were once a big mountain in front of me." Fang Jie defused Yang Shunhui's offensive with a gesture of his hand, with a touch of sadness in his eyes: "At that time in Chang'an City, I was always filled with awe when I saw a general like you.  In any case, the pride of the Sui Dynasty was achieved by people like you. Without outstanding generals like you, the majesty of the Sui Dynasty was nothing more than empty words. " "I am truly in awe of you.  I once thought that if I still wanted to join the army, I would be like you and become the backbone of a country and a nation What I didn't expect was that you would become like this." He waved his hand and drove away.  Like a mosquito, he brushed away Yang Shunhui's inner energy: "The most disgusting thing about people like you is that after bending your own spine, you want more people to do the same."?Same as you.  " Yang Shunhui didn't have the time to understand the meaning of Fang Jie's words. He was like a crazy bull, only focused on killing the enemy in front of him. He attacked with punch after punch, and his majestic internal energy was like a wave.  The same waves swept towards Fang Jie, and Fang Jie seemed to have no difficulty at all in resolving his continuous attacks. "You are no longer able."  " Fang Jie's words were like a knife piercing Yang Shunhui's heart: "You may have never thought that at the moment when you look down on yourself in your heart, it is impossible for your cultivation to improve.  Because even you hate yourself, and this disgust is hidden deep in your heart.  "    "go to hell!  " Yang Shunhui jumped up high, held his hands together in mid-air and slammed them down hard. This blow, which condensed all his cultivation base, was earth-shattering.    Fang Jie Dan  He raised his hand to hold Yang Shunhui's blow, which seemed as heavy as a mountain. "Angry?"  " Fang Jie sneered, and raised his other hand, fluttering his palm and then shaking it violently. With a pop, Yang Shunhui in mid-air seemed to be grabbed hard by an invisible big hand, and his body was shaking.  He became twisted and couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood. He didn't know whether it was because he was pinched hard or because the previous anger had taken over his heart. After spitting out a mouthful of blood, his face turned extremely pale and pale.  The Buddha was stripped of all life in an instant. Fang Jie swung his hand in the air, and Yang Shunhui's body flew out like a cannonball, hitting the wall of the dilapidated house hard, directly punching a hole.  , he got into the house after breaking through the wall, and then crashed out of the other side of the house. Fang Jie did not give Yang Shunhui any chance to breathe for so many years.  Fighting against others made Fang Jie deeply remember one thing. No matter whether the enemy he faced was strong or weak, once he started to attack, he could not leave any room for him, and he would die.  Maybe it was me. What kind of hard life is hidden behind such an experience? Before Yang Shunhui could stand up with his eyes open, Fang Jie couldn't get past him and kicked Yang Shunhui directly in the face.  It was extremely heavy, but Fang Jie gathered his inner strength and simply relied on the strength of his muscles to knock Yang Shunhui away. But even so, ordinary people would have been kicked to pieces by this blow given the strength of Fang Jie's body.  When Yang Shunhui's cultivation reaches Yang Shunhui's level, his internal strength is as strong as a rock.  , it didn't hurt him at all. Ordinary weapons were meaningless to him. Even the bed crossbow couldn't break through his body protection. But this kick almost killed Yang Shunhui.  After being kicked by Fang Jie on the left side of his face, his body quickly fell down in a shocking way. His head slammed into the ground and did not stop, but turned into an iron plow.  A deep trench was plowed on the ground. This critical blow shocked all the soldiers who were watching. His head hit the ground and then slid sideways. The deep trench left on the ground was his skull.  "I don't want to say anything to kill you on behalf of all the Han people who have been oppressed and humiliated by foreigners.  " Fang Jie walked over and picked up Yang Shunhui's tattered clothes. He raised one arm above his head and slammed it on the ground. "Bang!" Yang Shunhui's body was directly embedded into the earth, and the dust, smoke and earth were stirred up.  Flying around. "I am not qualified to kill you on behalf of anyone, and it is not up to me to resolve their hatred for you.  If I kill you, I only represent myself.  " Fang Jie grabbed Yang Shunhui's ankles and lifted him up again. Yang Shunhui's head-down posture was so embarrassing that it made people feel heart-wrenching. Such a big man who once dominated the situation, such a big man who made all the difference in the local area, now  Like a maggot, it was disgusting. Fang Jie threw Yang Shunhui away, then walked up to a soldier and reached out to take the small cloth bag that the soldier was carrying. This cloth bag was obviously made of a very special material.  The tentacles felt very heavy and thick. Fang Jie walked up to Yang Shunhui with this small cloth bag, then opened it and poured out the contents of it, one by one from the God-Slaying Musketeer.  The bullets fell on Yang Shunhui, just like crystal clear raindrops falling on people. However, this kind of bulletWith the incomparable corrosive power of rain.  As soon as he touched Yang Shunhui's body, Yang Shunhui immediately started crying like a ghost, seeming to be suffering from incomprehensible pain.  Those bullets were like red-hot iron balls falling on the snow, drilling into Yang Shunhui's body at a speed visible to the naked eye.  The power of a single bullet may not kill a practitioner of this level, but at least dozens of bullets fell on him, and the corrosive pain can be imagined.  Soon, a bullet penetrated his flesh.  "Do you feel uncomfortable?" Fang Jie said expressionlessly: "If you are allowed to continue to do evil in Eastern Xinjiang, more practitioners will be killed by such bullets. There may be many of them  Just like you, they have their own wives and children. They fight to protect their wives and children. Even if you die in this way, it is not fair for them to die like this. Glory to you!  Dead, ugly." "I wanted to cut open your chest to see what color your heart is." Fang Jie shook his head and said in a very light but serious tone: "There's no need to look at it now, because I'm sure of it.  It's black." The bullet melted into Yang Shunhui's body and corroded his internal organs.  Black blood kept overflowing from Yang Shunhui's mouth, and it was actually steaming. You can imagine how weird and terrifying the pain in his body was at this time.  Yang Shunhui had never seen a practitioner shot with such arrogance, because in the past few years, the practitioners who wanted to kill him were not just one or two people.  The god-killing musketeers sent to him by Lyman killed practitioners more than once in his mansion.  "After the victory of this war, I will build two statues in Muping City. One is standing, symbolizing the unyielding and strongness of the Han people. The other is kneeling, facing the standing personit is you."  Fang Jie stopped looking at him, as if one more look would affect his mood.  "You will never turn over, because no one today or in future generations will forget everything you have done. The pain you have inflicted on the people has now come back to you."
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