He was born as a blacksmith, but he dominated the world

Chapter 306 Wushuang Castle, Destroyed (Additional Chapter 4 for Guo Jiuxing Silver Alliance)

Jiang Lin jumped down without stirring up any dust.

The man who was the closest to the peak of martial arts was chattering his teeth as he felt the unimaginable terrifying aura coming from the opposite side.

What kind of cultivation is this?
Ninth level of Yuanwu Realm?
Or the peak of Yuanwu realm?
Or maybe... it's the legendary Divine Martial Realm!

This martial artist at the peak of his powers still had some courage, knowing that the gap in their abilities was so huge that it was too late to escape now.

He could only bite the bullet and bow, saying: "I don't know how Wushuang Castle has offended me, Senior, can you ..."

As he spoke, he felt dizzy.

A headless corpse appeared in the field of vision, with blood spurting from the neck, and it fell to the ground with a bang.

Then he realized that it was his own body.

Extreme fear came over him, and the light in his eyes quickly disappeared along with the vitality, leaving only endless fear.

After killing a martial arts master with one strike, Jiang Lin looked at the people in Wushuang Castle who were horrified, his expression extremely cold.

A cold voice echoed all around.

"I once read a story written by someone. It was very interesting."

As he was speaking, another head fell to the ground. It was that of an eighth-grade martial artist.

When his head fell off, his eyes were still dazed. It was not until he saw his headless body that his eyes were filled with despair and fear, just like the previous man.

"He built a tower out of the heads of his enemies."

With a top-grade Xuanbing-grade long sword and the support of the third-grade Shenwu Realm, chopping off a head is easier than cutting tofu.

Another head fell to the ground, picked up by the tip of the knife, and piled together with the previous two.

"One after another, towering into the sky, extremely bloody."

"At that time, I was wondering what kind of hatred could drive a person crazy enough to wipe out the entire family of his enemy and pile up the heads so high."

“I thought that kind of thing only existed in stories, but now I understand that stories are written by people.”

“If you can write it, you can do it.”

Along with those cold and chilling words, the castle became a real purgatory, and the breath of killing was everywhere.

Countless people fled in panic, but to no avail.

Jiang Lin's figure kept moving around like a ghost, and wherever he passed, headless corpses fell.

The bloody heads piled up higher and higher behind him.

One meter, two meters.

Three meters, four meters.

Some people knelt down and begged for mercy crying, some dodged in panic, and some were so scared that they went crazy and cursed.

Jiang Lin turned a deaf ear and a blind eye.

When Jiang Lin dealt with Thunder Eagle Fort before, it was only for his own safety. He planned to slowly weaken its power until Thunder Eagle Fort collapsed, but he never had the idea of ​​eradicating that force completely.

Fundamentally, he still has good intentions.

Song Houyong's death was like a sledgehammer hitting Jiang Lin's head.

He suddenly understood a truth.

"I have always believed that only people from Daqian would not care about other people's lives."

“I have always thought that I am different from them.”

The sword energy swept out for dozens of meters, and hundreds of people were beheaded, adding another layer to the tower of human heads!
"It wasn't until I heard that Brother Song had died that I realized that I was almost assimilated into this world."

"I also subconsciously began to not care about some people's lives. I said it was to protect myself, but it was actually extremely stupid!"

Amid the raging sword energy, heads fell and walls collapsed.

Screaming, crying, begging for mercy, and cursing.

Just like the end of the world with no order, Jiang Lin turned into a devil in the world, ruthlessly harvesting the lives here.

"It's my fault. I'm sorry, Brother Song."

"Today, your blood will wash away my thoughts."

"Use your heads to pay tribute to the brothers in the Watchtower!"

A young man knelt down and kowtowed, crying, "I didn't do anything! I just joined Wushuang Castle and didn't do anything. Don't kill me!"

Jiang Lin didn't even look at him. He swept his knife across. The sound stopped abruptly, and another bloody head was added to the tower of human heads.

You may not have done anything, but joining Wushuangbao is already a mistake.

This mistake is fatal.

At this moment, Jiang Lin's heart was as hard as steel and extremely cold.

He made a mistake, which led to the death of Song Houyong and others.

The people in Wushuang Castle were wrong, and that was how it should be.

fair enough.

The long sword of the top-grade Xuanbing had become red hot after chopping off so many heads.

It was because Jiang Lin's knife was too fast, as fast as thunder and lightning.

The blood flowed on the ground, first forming a stream, then a river, gradually covering the entire ground of Wushuang Castle, and flowing into the distance along the surrounding cracks.

There are more than ten thousand disciples in Wushuang Castle, and some marginal figures have already fled in panic.

Jiang Lin is not a god and cannot stop so many people. What he can do is to kill everyone who is still standing in front of him and destroy everything that is still intact.

Until there was no living creature in sight, the towering tower of human heads was dragged out and stood in front of Wushuang Castle.

Gazing at the magnificent war fortress, Jiang Lin stretched out his hand, and the fire spirit emerged from his body, turning into a tiny fire snake that fell down and then drilled into the fortress.

Soon, the entire battle fortress was filled with flames and thick smoke rose into the sky.

In a moment, it was completely ablaze. Jiang Lin stood in front of the tower of human heads, ignoring the flames rising to the sky. The murderous aura around him was so thick that it could not be dispersed and almost turned into substance.

The hideous heads looked even more eerie under the light of the fire.

"Brother Song, wait a moment, there is another one."

Jiang Lin did not leave until Wushuang Castle was burned to ashes.

After a long time, a group of cavalry came riding over and saw a mountain in the distance. They couldn't help but exclaimed, "Where is the mountain?"

When they got closer, they were horrified by the scene before them.

The reins were tightly pulled, and these cavalrymen who had undergone years of training took a deep breath.

That's not a mountain, it's clearly a tower made of human heads!
The Wushuang Castle, which had been glorious for over 200 years, had been burned to ashes, leaving only devastated ruins.

Perhaps it was the vibration caused by the cavalry that caused the tower of human heads to no longer maintain its stability, and it began to collapse with a rumbling sound.

Bloody heads were rolling everywhere.

The leading cavalry captain was horrified and shouted, "Retreat! Retreat quickly!"

With the collapse of the human head tower, it also means that the three words "Wushuang Fort" have been completely erased from the world.

Those who escaped will never dare to come back in this life.

The cavalry captain and his men watched this extremely horrifying scene from afar.

A cavalryman trembled and asked, "Sir, what should we do? Who is so bold as to destroy Wushuang Fort?"

The cavalry captain was silent for a moment, and then spoke, his voice filled with undisguised fear and uneasiness.

"I don't know how brave he is, but I'm afraid his cultivation is already unparalleled."

He gritted his teeth, suddenly pulled the reins, and turned the horse's head: "Let's go! This matter is not something we can control, we need to report it to the commander as soon as possible!"

The cavalry captain knew very well that even the captain would not dare to interfere in such a serious matter.

He couldn't help but look up at the dark night sky, fearing that he would alarm the masters of the powerful clans.

A Wushuang Castle, even if it is a top-notch force in the martial arts world, is just a small character like an ant in the eyes of powerful clans.

But even if they are ants, they are still ants from the homes of the powerful.

How can we allow others to act so recklessly on our own territory?
The matter was reported to the garrison commander by the captain of the outer camp, then to the governor of the state, and finally to the residence of the powerful Chenzhou Xie family.

A white-haired old man, leaning on a purple-gold cane, with a gloomy face.

"It seems that the Divine Martial Realm who entered Chenzhou's territory dared to act wildly in front of my Xie family!"

"This person's cultivation is extraordinary, and he must be from a prominent family." The governor at the side reminded cautiously.

“No matter how powerful their background is, can they be greater than our Xie family?” The old man snorted, “As for their cultivation, they are only at the third level of the Divine Martial Realm, nothing to be afraid of! Even if they are at the fifth level of the Divine Martial Realm, our Xie family has killed them before!”

The governor of Chenzhou lowered his head slightly and did not dare to respond.

A fifth-grade Divine Martial Realm man is definitely a well-known figure. It is better not to ask who he was, how he was killed, and how the aftermath was dealt with.

Knowing too much about some things can really kill you.

After a while, a dozen people walked out of the Xie's old house. The leader looked up at the sky with a gloomy expression.

He seemed to have caught something and snorted coldly: "You came to Chenzhou to cause trouble and you still want to leave? Chase me!"

The aura burst out, and it was actually the fourth level of the Divine Martial Realm.

Following behind him were two first-grade Shenwu Realm warriors and ten peak Yuanwu Realm warriors.

Such power can almost be said to be comparable to Marshal Yu’s million-strong army.

The background of the powerful clans is so terrifying!
At this time, Jiang Lin was close to leaving Chenzhou. He naturally understood that making such a big fuss might lead to revenge from the powerful clans.

But not important.

In the past, they were too weak to dare to provoke these powerful clans, but now they are strong enough and have even stronger backers!
Everyone thought that Jiang Lin’s backer was the Ministry of Works, or perhaps the commander-in-chief of the border army.

But Jiang Lin knew clearly that his backer might have already become the Emperor.

There are not many people in this world that he dare not offend.

After leaving Chenzhou, Jiang Lin went straight to Qinzhou.

The two places are separated by two states, which is quite far.

But Jiang Lin's cultivation was now strong enough that he could cross several states in just one day and one night. On the contrary, the Xie family members from Chenzhou who were chasing him were having trouble keeping up.

They couldn't help but curse in their hearts, where did this third-grade Divine Martial Realm cultivator come from? He could run faster than a fifth-grade Divine Martial Realm cultivator!
As the sky gradually darkened, Jiang Lin entered the territory of Qinzhou.

Tianhuo Fort is easy to find, right by the largest river in Qinzhou.

Dongtai River.

This river runs through the entire Daqian, stretching for tens of thousands of miles with no end in sight.

The equally splendid and majestic Skyfire Fort stands by the river.

It is said that this is the perfect terrain that the ancestor of the Wen family in Tianhuo Fort found by asking Zhou Tian for divination.

The combination of water and fire with Tianhuo Fort can prolong happiness and longevity.

At this time, the lights in Tianhuo Fort were bright, the voices were noisy, and a fierce fight was going on.

The second elder of Wushuang Castle could easily take power, but in Tianhuo Castle, he caused a bloody tragedy.

Those who wielded swords against their former colleagues for power, wealth, and women had no idea that Wushuang Castle, thousands of miles away, had been destroyed.

The same ending awaits Skyfire Castle.

Jiang Lin came closer and looked at the people who were shouting and killing and having a lot of fun. He slowly drew out his long sword and walked forward.

If you do evil in heaven, you can still live.

Self-inflicted sin, do not live!
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