Gao Wu: Traveling through the heavens in dreams, a professional rebel!

Chapter 201: The world's sects are besieging, it's time to harvest, Lin Yaozu takes action, and the gods descend.

Lin Yaozu slowly raised his head and looked at the midday sun hanging high in the sky. The scorching light made him squint his eyes slightly.

At this moment, the sunlight outlined a dazzling outline, highlighting his imperial majesty.

After a breath, he tilted his head slightly and murmured softly.

"It's almost time for those ants to come and die."

Although the words were light, they carried an unquestionable dominance.

Obviously, in Lin Yaozu's mind, those who rebelled against his sect were nothing but insignificant ants who could not shake his rule at all.

Then, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, revealing a cold smile.

at the same time.

Outside the Wu Dynasty capital, the dense crowd of people are all martial arts masters from various sects.

Like towering mountains, they stand on this land, exuding a terrifying and chilling aura.

Faintly, a bloody wind blew as if coming from an ancient battlefield, carrying with it endless anger and determination.

At this moment, waves of pressure as vast as the sea rose up, like waves crashing into the surroundings.

The terrifying pressure swept across hundreds of miles in an instant. The earth was shaking, as if it was afraid of the power of these strong men.

The mountains and rivers were moved, the rivers stagnated, and the entire world seemed to be shrouded in it.

Then, waves of angry roars and curses resounded throughout Kyoto, like thunder.

"Tyrant Lin Yaozu! You are cruel and brutal, and you kill innocent people indiscriminately! Today is the day you die!"

There was a white-haired old man with his eyes wide open, the sword in his hand pointing straight towards Kyoto, his voice full of anger and hatred.

"Lin Yaozu, you bastard! You plundered the people's wealth and made them live in dire straits. You shall not die a good death!"

There were also young warriors with red faces, anger burning in their eyes, and fists clenched tightly, as if they were ready to rush forward and fight to the death at any time.

"Lin Yaozu, a shameless man, has taken possession of other people's wives and daughters and committed many evil deeds. Today, we will seek justice for the people of the world!"

The surviving female disciples of Cihang Tianmen raised their eyebrows and tears glistened in their eyes.

The voice was clear and firm, full of a sense of justice.

"You dog emperor! Do you really think you can do whatever you want? The three-year period is up, and we are going to overthrow your rule!"

A burly man roared loudly, his voice was like a huge bell, making people's ears buzz.

"Lin Yaozu, you are a scum! You violated the principles of heaven and will be punished! Justice will never be absent!"

The scholar-looking man said indignantly.

……

Curses rose one after another, filling the entire Kyoto like a surging wave.

Those angry accusations and curses were like sharp blades piercing people's hearts.

Countless people felt the innumerable and majestic pressure like the sea, and heard the earth-shaking curses, and they were all panicked and terrified.

They had never seen such a scene before. It was as if invisible mountains were pressing down on their hearts, making it hard to breathe.

In Kyoto, people were running around in the streets and alleys, their faces full of fear.

The children snuggled tightly in their parents' arms, tears in their eyes.

The old people trembled their hands, muttered to themselves, and prayed that the storm would pass as soon as possible.

Some timid people hid in their homes, closing doors and windows, trying to block out the noise and fear outside.

But the curses seemed to be all-pervasive, penetrating the walls and reaching their ears, making them even more panicked.

At the market, the originally lively scene suddenly turned into chaos.

The vendors hurriedly packed up their goods and prepared to flee this dangerous place.

Customers also fled in all directions, fearing that they would be affected by the impending storm.

The whole of Kyoto seemed to be in chaos, with fear filling every corner.

The people did not know what consequences this war would bring, and could only pray silently in their hearts, hoping to survive this disaster safely. In fact, they had heard about it before, and they also vaguely understood it.

This battle is inevitable.

The rule of the tyrant Lin Yaozu has become unbearable for the people of the sect, and resistance is inevitable.

And in the city of Kyoto, in the magnificent palace, Lin Yaozu also heard these roars and curses that surged like a tide.

However, his expression was as calm as a windless lake, without a single ripple.

It can even be said that a hint of contempt gradually emerged on his stern face.

then.

Lin Yaozu stood up leisurely, his posture upright, exuding the unparalleled majesty of an emperor.

The gorgeous dragon robe sparkled brightly under the sunlight, as if declaring his supremacy to the world.

The next moment, he slowly stretched out his hand and picked up the wine in front of him.

In the exquisite wine glass, the amber liquid ripples slightly. He brings it to his mouth, tilts his head slightly, and drinks it all in one gulp. His movements are elegant and calm.

Then, his eyes turned slightly cold and scanned the surroundings like a sharp sword.

At this moment, those concubines who had ulterior motives and secretly revealed expressions of joy were trapped in despair before they could react.

As Lin Yaozu stretched out his hand and pointed, the star power shot out instantly.

"Ah ah ah..."

"No... Your Majesty... Spare... Spare my life..."

"Uh……"

Only screams were heard, and hundreds of concubines lost their lives instantly under this force.

The beautiful body turned into broken limbs and the blood dyed the palace floor red.

Looking at this scene, Lin Yaozu showed no mercy on his face, but instead mocked.

"A bunch of traitors. After so long, they have been given countless chances to turn back. Now they are really courting their own death!"

To him, the entire imperial palace, Kyoto, and even the land of Central Plains were all within his domain.

He knew every little move of these concubines like the back of his hand.

I was too lazy to pay attention to them before, and I also left them the opportunity to admit their mistakes and beg for mercy from him.

It’s a pity that these guys don’t cherish it.

Now, when the time of reckoning comes, naturally, they will be thoroughly purged and slaughtered.

In a flash, Lin Yaozu disappeared.

There was dead silence in the palace.

Above the Kyoto city wall, its majestic figure was reflected in the sunlight in an instant.

The figure was like an unshakable mountain, emitting a strong sense of oppression.

The sunlight shines on its body, giving it a layer of golden glow, making it look even more majestic and inviolable.

It's like a god descending to the earth, overlooking all living beings.

At this moment, Lin Yaozu raised his chin slightly, his eyes revealing a condescending arrogance.

The corners of his mouth rose slightly, outlining a cold smile, as if mocking those challengers who overestimated their own abilities.

He shook his sleeves gently, his movements were elegant and full of dominance, exuding the majesty of an emperor.

In an instant, these cold yet cruel words rang out in the ears of all the powerful sects and even countless people in Kyoto.

"How dare a group of ants, just a bunch of ants, provoke and act so presumptuously?"

"Do you really think you can defeat me?"

“Haha…what a joke!”

(End of this chapter)