Chapter 240 The Dark God Guards' Leader's Faith and Unyielding Will

The battle in Chang'an City is still going on.

There are mountains of corpses and seas of blood, broken limbs and arms, and all kinds of screams and pleas for mercy resounding through the sky.

It is in sharp contrast to the quiet and peaceful atmosphere in the palace, like purgatory!

Above the sky of Zhao Mansion, sword lights are everywhere, lightning flashes are everywhere, and terrifying energy is overflowing, constantly impacting the void, and deafening roars resound in all directions.

Some people who are closer are even shocked to bleed from their seven orifices and fall to the ground.

The confrontation between the strong men is too destructive.

"Roar!"

A hideous and terrifying dragon-shaped phantom flew from a distance, and its huge claws slammed into a black figure below.

The dragon claws cut through the void, leaving a dark mark, and the air violently rippled, like ripples on a lake.

"Bang!"

The black figure's body suddenly shot out, fell heavily to the ground, and smashed the floor tiles.

His body was covered with wounds, blood stained his whole body, and he looked extremely miserable.

It was Li Hanshan, the leader of the Dark God Guard.

"Damn... What kind of evil and perverse way is this that can make him so powerful..."

Li Hanshan looked up at the dragon-shaped phantom hovering in the air, his expression gloomy, his eyes filled with anger.

He thought he could easily destroy those noble families.

But he didn't expect that the head of the Zhao family still had such a means, at the cost of his own flesh and blood bursting, he turned into this dragon-shaped phantom, and his strength increased several times.

Originally, he could still hold on, even if he couldn't do anything to the other party for a while, he wouldn't fall into a disadvantage.

But this dragon-shaped phantom can actually absorb blood and strengthen itself.

So many people in the Zhao family died, and the blood and energy produced were all absorbed by this dragon-shaped phantom.

In this way, he couldn't do anything to this dragon-shaped phantom at all, and now he is frequently at a disadvantage.

"Puff!"

Li Hanshan opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood, his expression was much weaker.

"Hehehe, little ghost, you dare to come to my Zhao family and act so presumptuous with just these two brushes?"

The dragon-shaped phantom opened its bloody mouth and let out a sharp and piercing laugh, which was eerie and terrifying.

Li Hanshan's face was ashen, and he gritted his teeth and said: "Zhao Tianyao, this is Daqin, do you think you can escape?!"

"Hahaha! How can a mere Daqin trap me?!"

Zhao Tianyao laughed up to the sky, unparalleled, and said proudly: "When I get out of this, I will definitely slaughter millions, flatten Chang'an, destroy the Daqin royal family, and let the entire Daqin be buried with us!"

"Wishful thinking!" Li Hanshan cursed: "You want to destroy Daqin?"

"Humph, I can't do it, but someone can do it!" Zhao Tianyao sneered, his voice was happy, and there was a sense of venting a great revenge.

At this moment, he thought of the mysterious man who taught him this set of skills, and a strong sense of awe surged in his heart, and a sense of confidence rose inexplicably, as if he had the confidence.

Li Hanshan frowned and his eyes flickered a few times.

But before he could ask anything, the next moment, he heard Zhao Tianyao suddenly change the subject: "But now, I will send you to the west first!"

Accompanied by the cold voice, the dragon-shaped phantom swooped down and pounced on Li Hanshan!

Li Hanshan's pupils shrank slightly, and he immediately used martial arts to resist the dragon-shaped phantom.

However, it was useless.

The huge body of the dragon-shaped phantom pressed down like a mountain. With just one move, Li Hanshan's body was severely injured and vomited blood!

"Bang!"

The dragon-shaped phantom opened its mouth and attacked Li Hanshan frantically. As its giant claws waved, thunder flashed and destroyed the world.

Li Hanshan tried his best to resist. He was hit by so many attacks that he was covered with wounds. His breath became weaker and weaker, and he was swaying and unstable.

"No, I can't fall down... I can't... I can't let down His Majesty's trust in me..."

Li Hanshan raised his head with difficulty, his eyes were firm, and he stared at the dragon-shaped phantom unyieldingly, without retreating a step.

This was the task given to him by His Majesty, and he would never allow himself to fail.

Even if his bones were broken, even if his meridians were destroyed, as long as there was a glimmer of life, he would complete the task.

"Hehe, you are worthy of being the leader of the Dark God Guard. Even if you are so badly injured, you still refuse to surrender..."

In the void, Zhao Tianyao narrowed his eyes, a playful look appeared at the corner of his mouth, and he slowly said: "It's a pity... you met me!"

Before he finished speaking, the space around Zhao Tianyao twisted, and he disappeared in an instant, and appeared in front of Li Hanshan the next moment.

Li Hanshan saw this but did not hide or retreat, bleeding all over, with a resolute look in his eyes.

He bit his tongue, and a ball of golden blood spurted out, merging into the silver blade in his hand.

In an instant, his momentum rose steadily, and his entire strength reached its peak in an instant. The temperature around him dropped sharply, and the dead branches and leaves on the ground were instantly frozen.

"Heaven-cutting sword technique!"

Li Hanshan's eyes were scarlet, and he clenched the silver blade in his hand. The sharp sword light flashed, and he slashed out a dazzling sword, facing the dragon-shaped phantom.

A cold wind suddenly blew between heaven and earth, and the spiritual energy of heaven and earth surged, turning into a snow-white sharp blade, covering Zhao Tianyao from top to bottom.

"Oh no!" The dragon-shaped phantom that Zhao Tianyao turned into trembled all over, and he was extremely uneasy.

Facing this fierce attack, he couldn't even dodge.

Li Hanshan poured all his life's strength into this sword.

Although the dragon-shaped phantom transformed by Zhao Tianyao possessed powerful defense and speed, it was completely helpless in the face of such a sword and could only watch the sword light coming at it.

The sharp blade energy in the sky was whistling down and instantly penetrated its body.

"Buzz buzz buzz!"

Suddenly, a strange buzzing sound sounded between heaven and earth.

Then, the sky suddenly dimmed, and the sun, moon and stars appeared together.

The sky suddenly changed!

Above the sky, the wind was surging, and the dark clouds covered the sky.

Wow!

The rain was pouring down.

The heavy rain poured on Li Hanshan, but he seemed unaware.

He stared at the dragon-shaped phantom with a firm look.

The next moment,

the dragon-shaped phantom collapsed instantly.

A wisp of dark red mist floated out from the air.

"Boom!"

Thunder suddenly sounded, and the wind blew violently.

The world suddenly fell into endless darkness, and it was pitch dark.

Li Hanshan stared blankly at the scene in front of him, muttering: "Is he dead?!"

Soon after, the darkness gradually dissipated.

The sky lit up again.

Li Hanshan stared blankly ahead, where the dragon-shaped phantom no longer existed.

Only a pool of smelly and sticky dark red liquid on the ground reminded him of what had just happened.

"Finally... dead..."

Li Hanshan sat on the ground, panting violently.

His face was as pale as paper, and his breath was extremely weak.

However, his battle was over, but the battle in the Zhao Mansion was still not over.

Li Hanshan supported himself with his sword and dragged his tired body into the Zhao Mansion.

At this moment, the huge Zhao Mansion was full of corpses and blood stained the ground.

Some powerful family heads were still resisting and were about to break out of the heavy encirclement.

Li Hanshan's eyes turned cold, and he continued to fight with his sword.

.........

Deep in the Weiyang Palace.

The bath was filled with mist, and hot steam rose from the water, misty and hazy, like a fairyland.

This bathing pool covers a large area, where Qin Mu usually had wine and meat.

At this moment, in this mist, only two figures were walking slowly towards them.