Cyber ​​Daming

Chapter 709: Raising the Knife to Kill the King
"Master, what are we waiting for?"

In the night of Chengdu, the cold rain kept falling.

The man with the weapon had a confused look on his face. He looked around at the street which looked normal.

"What are you waiting for? Waiting for a ghost!"

Fan Wujiu raised his hand and stroked the new tattoo on his neck, and said coldly.

The evil beast was glaring, stepping on flames and holding a knife in its mouth.

This is the symbol of the Shu gang Hunshui Paoge, and it is also a tradition that cannot be discarded.

"ghost?"

The man repeated in a low voice, then sneered.

"I thought they were some formidable opponents, but they turned out to be just some stupid guys."

"Not just some, but a lot. I'm afraid there are so many that you can't even count them. Are you scared now?"

"afraid?"

The man imitated Fan Wujiu's movements, raised his hand and patted the tattoo on his neck, and asked with a chuckle: "Can it be hacked to death?"

"can."

"That's all, as long as we kill them all, we don't have to worry about not being able to kill them all!"

Fan Wujiu was silent for a moment, then asked, "Don't you want to ask why you want to kill me?"

"Master, you have spoken. If I still ask, what kind of brotherhood do I still count as?"

Fan Wujiu turned his head upon hearing this, and behind him stood a series of silent figures in the rain. Facing his gaze, they all smiled with sympathy.

With knives in their hands and heads hanging on their waists, they are all reckless men who only care about morality and not reason.

Fan Wujiu pursed his lips, as if he had finally figured out the meaning behind the word "Pao Ge".

"Then hold on for me, don't embarrass us, Brother Hunshuipao!"

Suddenly, pedestrians on the distant street stopped at the same time, and their open umbrellas fell from their hands.

Their hair, instantly soaked by the cold rain, stuck tightly to their foreheads. They turned their heads to look at Fan Wujiu at the same time, their throats moving and letting out creepy grins.

The eerie scene was filled with an eerie chill, and even the drifting wind and rain could not help but pause.

"He sounded like a ghost and looked like he was seeking death."

Fan Wujiu took the lead and stepped into the rain. With a flick of his wrists, he grabbed the sword and the gun.

The Embroidered Spring Sword was dragged on the ground, and Duo Yanwei carried it on his shoulders.

"Follow me and kill these yellow millet ghosts!"

In the long street that runs for several miles from north to south, ghosts are shoulder to shoulder. Their eyes are filled with brutal murderous intent as they have just come to the world. Burning, killing and looting are their innate missions.

Fierce and aggressive men kept rushing out from the streets and alleys. The tattoos on their necks looked like living things in the flashing neon lights, and they raised their heads and let out bloodthirsty roars.

A collision and fight between beasts and ghosts broke out directly in the rainy night without much preparation.

But in the center of this chaos, it was as calm as the eye of the storm.

Although the expressions of the ghosts gathered here were ferocious, the way they looked at the man was filled with fear as if they had encountered a natural enemy.

"It's been half a year since we last met."

The clustered ghosts suddenly dispersed to form a passage, and a human figure slowly walked over with a greeting smile.

The man who came was exactly like Zou Sijiu in terms of his dress, appearance and demeanor.

At this moment, the two of them stood face to face, like two mirror images, making it difficult to tell the real from the fake.

Zhan Shun nodded slightly and said with a smile: "Should we first say, it's been a long time since we last met?"

"It's not that it's been a long time. To be precise, I have been waiting for you for a long time."

Zou Sijiu put his hands in his pockets and looked around with his head raised: "Looking at this situation, you don't even need to enter the Huangliang Youhai now?"

"Today's Huangliang is not much different from reality. It doesn't matter whether we advance or not."

Zou Sijiu nodded upon hearing this and sighed sincerely, "Yes, you have put a lot of effort into waiting until today."

Zhan Shun looked emotional and smiled, "It's really not easy, but it seems everything is worth it."

“The dust hasn’t settled yet. Is it too early to say it’s worth it?”

"The trend is set. Even if there are some minor incidents, it will not change the result."

Zou Sijiu raised his eyebrows and said, "Is this the confidence that the little emperor Zhu Yiyan gave you?"

"No, it's the unstoppable trend!"

Zhan Shun raised his right hand and spread his five fingers: "Can't you feel this omnipresent desire? Greed, anger, ignorance, failure to obtain, resentment, love and separation, these are all anchors of dreams, and are also the food that I can devour at will. Every minute and every second, I can feel myself getting stronger and stronger."

Zhan Shun smiled. "In the past, I just wanted to break free and stop being a place for others to vent their lust. But now I suddenly feel that maybe becoming the king of this world would be more interesting than dominating dreams."

"Evil minds are always greedy, how can even a yellow millet ghost dream of becoming the emperor?"

Zou Sijiu sneered and asked, "Zhan Shun, you are not naive enough to think that Zhu Yiyan's authority will be so easy to obtain, right?"

"The mantis stalks the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind. You Ming people will never escape the word 'self-righteousness'. You all want to drive the wolf and swallow the tiger, and be the final winner."

Zhan Shun shook his head and laughed: "I admit that Zonghengxu has a unique advantage in playing with 'positions and careers'. But as long as I get all the authority, Huangliang will be able to completely overlap with the present world, and even his Zhu family's 'position and career' will be just in my pocket. Who do you think will be the hungry wolf being driven and who will be the tiger being devoured?"

"So that's what you were thinking. No wonder you had the guts to take Zhu Yiyan's bait, so."

Zou Sijiu paused, then suddenly raised his voice and shouted angrily, "Zhan Shun, are you going to surrender or not?"

His aura is so majestic that even the ghosts are afraid of him.

"Hand over your authority. When I, Master Zou, am promoted to the second rank of Yin and Yang, I can consider rewarding you with a dreamland for retirement. Otherwise, let alone stealing the Zhu family's position, after today, you won't even be qualified to be a ghost."

Zhan Shun was stunned, and the expression on his face immediately became extremely strange.

As if he had suffered a great humiliation, Zhan Shun's tone turned cold: "Zou Sijiu, you shouldn't say that."

"What's the matter? Are you upset that I, Master Zou, stole your words?"

Zou Sijiu stood arrogantly, "Don't think of yourself as a villain. You are not a good person, and I am not a good person either. Whoever has the bigger fist should speak the words of persuasion today. This is the rule, do you understand?"

"What a good rule."

Zhan Shun laughed in anger: "Then I am really curious, how can you get rid of Zhang Fengyue?"

Zou Sijiu said disdainfully: "I am not that stupid boy like Chen Qisheng. Are you trying to scare me with these words? If you still don't understand what old man Zhang really thinks, then call me Master Zou and I can teach you."

"Even if you understand what he's going to do, do you think he can win?"

"So, what's fake is always fake. No matter how real it is, it can never be real."

Zou Sijiu pulled his hands out of his trouser pockets, and the ends of his hair that were ruffled by raindrops glowed like a flaming red light, slowly seeping in.

"Do you think it matters to me who wins or loses?"

Zhan Shun frowned and said in a deep voice: "Isn't it important?"

"Of course it doesn't matter."

Slowly wiping his temples with his hands, Zou Sijiu smiled proudly: "Killing you is what's important to me!"

Roar!
The mountain giant ape rose from the ground, beating his chest with both hands like a drum, and roared at the ant-like ghosts under his feet. In the big moon in the rain, the white-robed Buddha stood in the round moon shadow, holding up the sky that was surging like a dark sea with one hand.

Huangliang invades the world and the false becomes reality.

With his red hair burning in the air like a raging fire, Zou Sijiu stood on the angry ape's shoulder.

"Finally, we can have a good fight in front of everyone in this world. To be honest, I really want to thank you."

Zou Sijiu stretched out his arms and clenched his fists, and fierce figures appeared one after another behind him.

"Because I've been waiting for this day for a damn long time!"

Heavy rains fell in the south and heavy snow surrounded the north.

On the top of a building modeled after the Golden Tower in Chongqing, Li Jun sat astride the edge of the rooftop, holding a half-empty bottle of Ming wine in his hand, and staring expressionlessly at the mechanical hearts that were gradually lighting up in the air.

The formation is powerful and the pressure is as strong as a mountain.

"Zhu Yiyan won't come in person?"

Li Jun looked at Zhu Pingxu, who appeared at the head of the troops, with a slightly disappointed tone.

"Your Majesty has more important things to do now."

Upon hearing this, Li Jun sighed for no reason, raised his head and drank the remaining wine in the bottle, then threw the empty bottle away.

"That"

Li Jun tilted his head and smiled contemptuously: "Just you?"

Zhu Pingxu nodded, his tone calm: "Just me."

"A group of soldiers who rely on mechanical hearts to quickly become soldiers three and four?"

"I want to try again."

The humming of the mechanical heart gradually arose, connecting with each other and resonating at the same frequency.

Golden flames gushed out from Zhu Pingxu's chest, and the terrifying high temperature melted the howling snow and wind into rolling mist.

The robe embroidered with dragon patterns turned to ashes in the golden flames. Inside Zhu Pingxu's crisscrossed chest, a heart bathed in flames kept beating.

The heart is controlled, and the person is succeeded.

Invisible ripples spread out, as if conveying an order.

The assembled soldiers were silent, clasped their fists and bowed to Zhu Pingxu.

The next moment, their bodies disintegrated simultaneously, and countless mechanical parts fell like rain, as if they were sacrificing themselves.

The mechanical hearts that condensed the essence of the military order shed all the dross in the golden flames, leaving only the pure flesh and blood derived from the mechanical hearts.

"In the minds of the followers of this empire, the military order has always been considered to be a substitute for the martial order, a shortcut to gain advantage, and only fit to be accomplices of the three religions, doing some dirty things that cannot be put on the table, and even treated as a discarded pawn by the Confucian order."

Zhu Pingxu whispered to himself: "I have no intention of arguing whether this statement is right or wrong, nor do I want to reiterate the gains and losses of the past."

Golden flames rolled over hundreds of incomplete hearts and surged back into Zhu Pingxu's body. The decomposed flesh and blood filled every inch of his body, blending into a tall and majestic body.

"I was born into a Zongheng family, but had to choose the path of Bingxu. This is one of the characteristics of Zongheng, and there is nothing wrong with it. But in my heart, this behavior is tantamount to stealing."

Golden light flowed deep in Zhu Pingxu's eyes, shining like a god.

"So I want to prove to the world's military order that there are only people who are inferior to others in skills, not in order. This is also my responsibility to those who have stolen the source of the military order for so many years."

Zhu Pingxu clasped his hands and bowed deeply: "Thank you, Mr. Li Ge, for giving me this opportunity."

Li Jun, who had witnessed all this, nodded and said, "You're welcome. I just wanted to try and see how strong I am now."

"As expected of the origin of Wuxu, he is really crazy enough, hahahahaha"

Zhu Pingxu burst into laughter, then suddenly frowned and shouted angrily: "What are you waiting for? Come on!"

boom!
A black and red lightning exploded at the top of the tall building. The building was shaking and about to collapse. The sound of the air being torn apart was like a roar of thunder!
"How can the military rank be inferior to your martial rank in killing people?!"

Zhu Pingxu was full of wild and arrogant aura, with golden flames boiling all over his body, burning up to the tips of his fists.

At this moment, he is no longer the prince of the Zhu family who changed the order for the sake of the clan's foundation, but a real source of the military order. He must use his fists to fight for justice for his own order!
"Come!"

Zhu Pingxu roared angrily, clenched his fists and ran straight towards the black and red electric light that was hitting him!

boom!
The flying frost in the sky disappeared in an instant, but the snow all over the city rose into the sky at the same time.

The surging golden flames and the majestic mist, all the grandeur and heroism, were completely wiped out with one punch!
There was a movement of raising eyebrows, but there was no sense of satisfaction in exhaling.

He Zangjia, standing on top of a tall building, looked at this earth-shaking yet anticlimactic scene from afar. His mind was shaken, and the screaming gene in his body made it even more difficult for him to control himself.

After finally calming down his shocked emotions, He Zangjia's face did not show any excitement, but instead he looked down at the tall building.

The fallen mechanical parts had now been covered by the falling snow, leaving no trace at all.

"There's no such thing as inferior skills to others. It's just that we are like grass."

He Zangjia muttered to himself, but it seemed as if his words were carried by the wind into the ears of the dying man.

"It's not that I'm inferior to others in skills, but it's definitely not that I'm inferior to others in rank

Even though his body was already broken, Zhu Pingxu's expression remained firm and not wavered at all.

"Li Jun, I haven't lost yet, this battle has just begun!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhu Pingxu could no longer suppress the surging power in his body, and his body shattered in mid-air.

Amidst the splattering blood rain, a heart that seemed to be sublimated to the extreme, dragging a golden flame tail, flew into the distance at an incredible speed.

boom!
The imperial building, which had been dark since the Ming Dynasty imperial family chose to hide, suddenly lit up brightly. It was like a divine pillar that stretched from the sky to the ground, standing between heaven and earth.

The thick night was dispersed by the burst of brilliant light. Golden arcs of electricity as thick as buckets rushed into the sky, blasting spider-web-like cracks on the sky.

The roar was like the heavy breathing of a giant after waking up.

At the highest point of the imperial building, a huge and desperate figure slowly stood up.

Two golden moons lit up, emitting a breathtaking light. This was the awakened king of the military order, looking down at the thugs who were trying to kill the king.

"After searching for so long, I found out that this is the trump card left by the Zhu family, a soldier with the second order."

Li Jun turned his wrist and shrugged, as if the previous punch did not allow him to fully move his limbs.

"Master Ma."

"Ok?"

A voice responded from the void.

"A second order should be worth playing a song."

Li Jun grinned.

The next moment, red eyes fell between the eyebrows, and dark golden armor covered the entire body.

"Let's go!"

The deep and old voice shouted out in the rough and bold Sichuan accent.

The wild music was blaring and the thugs were holding knives.

These kings are the ones to be killed today!

(End of this chapter)