My enemies became my companions

Chapter 533: Loyalty to the Sky! (Three-in-one extra chapter)

Blood was all over the ground, and Su Hongtao's eyes were filled with resentment, but Chen Yi's figure had already left before his eyes.

He was in no hurry to leave.

boom!
Suddenly, there was a sound of bricks and tiles breaking, and I saw a big hole in the roof and the beam above my head. A blood-stained monk's robe suddenly fell down, with blood beads dripping on the lapels.

When Ji Yuan saw Su Hongtao's pale appearance, his pupils shrank sharply and a few hoarse sounds came out of his throat.

At the banquet, Chen Yi raised and closed his hands, held the tea and supported the wine, and every step was in Jiyuan's eyes. He was also cautious, but everything was like a street thug killing someone on the spot, with a white knife in and a red knife out, which was unexpected... How come this man didn't have the slightest intention to kill before he took action? !

Just before Chen Yi made his move, a long aura suddenly came from outside the building, approaching Su Hongtao and then suddenly dissipated. Ji Yuan felt goosebumps on the back of his neck, and when he tried to track it, Chen Yi had already pierced Su Hongtao's abdomen.

After all, he was half a step too late. When he came to his senses, Wei Wuque also made his move at the same time.

Ji Yuan stopped in time and turned to face Wei Wuque. The master of the Magpie Pavilion was also a sinister and dirty guy. After shooting an arrow with a powerful crossbow, he turned around and left. However, he subconsciously tried to find the energy, which delayed him for a breath or two.

It was during these one or two breaths that Su Hongtao completely died and had no life left.

Ji Yuan's face turned pale, his sleeves bulged, and he screamed in shock, "It's him, Master, it's him!"

In his sleeves was the soul of Fankong.

"It's you?!" Ji Yuan's face became even more vicious when he heard that. His aura surged, and his body glowed golden as if covered with a layer of gold foil. Buddha's light covered the back of his head, and he looked like a golden arhat.

Suddenly, a cold light flashed in front of my eyes, and a dagger broke through the strong wind and shot towards me. The man didn't say a word and attacked immediately.

Ji Yuan put his five fingers together, paused, and punched the dagger. The dagger exploded, and dozens of sword energies gushed out, covering his face, trying to smash him to pieces. At the same time, Ji Yuan's monk's robe spread out and spiraled on its own. He used his backhand to draw all the sword energy into it, and with a wave of his hand, the sword energy flew like thousands of shuttles, heading straight for Chen Yi.

Chen Yi put his hands together and the murderous sword energy suddenly spread out in all directions. Ji Yuan saw it and his brows became solemn. Before he could be surprised, he saw Chen Yi kick up the tables and chairs, and the dishes flew towards Ji Yuan.

Ji Yuan pushed out with one palm, and the tables and chairs were shattered into pieces, but a sword emerged from the shattered pieces.

The sword pierced through Ji Yuan's body in an instant. Chen Yi's hand suddenly felt lighter, and he saw only a monk's robe under the sword. Ji Yuan was standing ten feet away, with the Buddha's light still on his face.

Chen Yi immediately realized that this was a way to seize the incense and offerings. The Baolian Temple enshrined many gods and Buddhas, and many of their positions and incense had been usurped by Jiyuan. He was covered with a piece of cassock, and the layers of Buddha's light were proof of this. His Zen-destroying sword had just destroyed only one of them.

Thinking about it this way, Medicine Buddha is more particular. He has only one Dharma body, and once he dies, he is dead. Chen Yi lightly shook the sword in his hand and pointed it directly at Jiyuan... I wonder how many layers of monk robes and cassocks he has left.

The two men stood opposite each other, high and silent on the broken eaves, their monk robes fluttering in the wind. The full moon was in the sky, with the Buddha's light shining brightly above, looking like truly enlightened monks.

He looked down from above. The building was in a mess, with collapsed and shattered tiles, wine and dishes scattered all over the carpet, and guests fleeing in and out of the doors. In the midst of the chaos, there stood a figure as black as ink, with a strong murderous aura, like a demon in the scriptures.

"It's you……"

Ji Yuan's eyes were cold, and he wished he could eat his flesh alive. He said in a hoarse voice:

"You killed my apprentice, and then you killed Anshan Gong, and you want to kill me?"

His tone was full of resentment and viciousness, and he didn't look like a senior monk at all.

The man slowly brushed off the dust on his shoulders and asked, "Is it not possible?"

"Can you... kill him?"

As soon as he finished speaking, strong winds arose and the Buddha's light behind Ji Yuan surged, illuminating the area for several feet in radius with brilliant splendor.

"Legend has it that cats have nine lives. Can you, an old bald ass, have ninety-nine lives?"

Chen Yi grinned and said:
"If not, there won't be enough for me to kill."

As soon as he finished speaking, a ball of black fog approached from afar, and a black shadow slashed towards Chen Yi's face.

Chen Yi suddenly turned sideways and swung his sword, cutting through the black fog and revealing Yin Yijian's face. He had a ferocious look, and thick smoke and murderous aura were billowing as he pounced on Chen Yi.

When Chen Yi subconsciously turned sideways, Yin Yijian, who showed his true form as the Yin God, suddenly grabbed Su Hongtao's body. Chen Yi was quick-witted and raised his sword to cut off the Yin wind.

Yin Yijian was grabbing Su Hongtao's crown when he saw a figure breaking through the black fog. He pulled with all his strength and with a sucking sound, he extracted a long soul from the body.

Ji Yuan pressed forward to provide protection, his palm and sword crossed each other, the Buddha's light flooded towards Chen Yi, and after forcing the latter back, another layer of his monk's robes tore open.

The two of them stopped at a high place. Chen Yi paused for a moment and saw Yin Yijian blowing air into his hands. Su Hongtao's swaying soul gradually stabilized. He shook his head and became conscious.

Su Hongtao's soul had a few more human colors. When he opened his eyes again, he saw his fallen body and the murderer standing with a sword.

He was stunned for a moment, anger rose between his brows, and then suddenly calmed down. As expected of a second-rank official who had been working in the officialdom for a long time, he suddenly looked calm and relaxed.

The judge of the Chacha Division standing by was completely the opposite. He shouted angrily, "You are such a bold official of the Yin God! Disobeying the order and plotting to murder your superiors is already a serious crime, but you still act recklessly and disrupt the laws of Yin and Yang. Today you plotted to murder Lord Anshan. How can you face the wrath of the King of Hell in the future?!"

His voice was as loud as a bell, as if the person in front of him was extremely evil.

Chen Yi was not angered, he turned a deaf ear to it and looked towards Su Hongtao.

"Are you forcing his soul away because you're afraid I'll search it for it, or are you...trying to revive him?"

Yin Yijian's face suddenly froze and he was unable to speak for a moment.

Su Hongtao suddenly said, "This boy is not a good person. He is scheming and full of tricks. Judge, there is no need to compete with him. Arguing with such a great evil will only weaken your momentum."

When two armies face off, the most important thing is momentum. Su Hongtao used to be a training envoy, and now he is the commander-in-chief. He has led the troops for ten years. If he has strong momentum and endurance, he can make his subordinates die cruelly. Every battle lasts for days without a decision. When warriors of the same level fight against each other, if one of them has the courage to fight to the death, even if the other is slightly weaker, he can still exchange his life for theirs.

"You two don't need to worry about my body. Don't be afraid. People live for a hundred years and eventually die. Why would you think about resurrecting the dead?"

Su Hongtao remained graceful and dignified.

"I am not afraid of being torn to pieces. I have made up my mind..."

Halfway through his words, the tip of his sword suddenly lifted up half a jar of strong liquor and poured it on Su Hongtao's body, which was not yet completely cold. Chen Yi overturned the oil lamp.

"Then don't live."

Chen Yi simply poured wine on his body and set it on fire, leaving no trace of his body.

The moment the flame hit the ground, a dark blue flame shot up seven feet high along the traces of wine, with smoke and fire mixed with the sound of flesh bursting in the smell of burning.

"How dare you, Shuzi?!"

Su Hongtao's expression suddenly changed and his voice became furious.

Chen Yi grinned, took a step forward, and his figure suddenly appeared in front of the three people. The air was quiet for a moment. Ji Yuan seemed to have noticed something and suddenly turned around and pounced into the air.

Chen Yi's figure happened to appear there. Ji Yuan threw out three palms in a row, and his joints made crackling sounds like exploding thunder and fire. The Buddha's light was like flames, and the sweeping wind and waves made the whole building shake.

A sword came forward without retreating or avoiding. Ji Yuan smashed the sword with three palms. The sword light rippled all over the building. His blood and energy rebounded. He stiffened for a short time and shouted loudly. The Buddha's light on his back shook violently. Suddenly, the shadow of Acalanatha appeared and cast a palm strike that smashed down like a mountain.

Chen Yi's eyes were sharp, and the sword's edge was getting faster and faster. He dissolved the Buddha's light one by one while stabbing and teasing. The whole process was like a butcher cutting up an ox. Ji Yuan's pupils shrank sharply. From the rumors in the martial arts world before, he only knew that Chen Yi was at the fourth level, and he felt that he could easily suppress him. Once he opened his five fingers, he could not struggle. Now his Buddha's light was like the sea, seemingly covering Chen Yi, but in fact it could not get within three feet.

However, Chen Yi was killing more and more crazily. The sharp sword energy could not only break the Buddha's light but also destroy the Dharma body of Ming Wang. Ji Yuan was horrified. In order to keep up with Chen Yi's speed, he had to attack more quickly. He had been stuck at the bottleneck of the fourth level for a long time, and he had dozens of Dharma bodies. For a while, the two were evenly matched in killing. The Buddha's light was as dazzling as the morning star.

call!
Acala pressed down with his palm, and the main body of the building collapsed and shattered like a fragile paper house. Lights from everywhere splashed and a raging fire started.

The sword passed around his palm, and Chen Yi used the sword energy to transform his palm power, and jumped high up due to the recoil. A knife appeared in his hand at some point, emitting a dazzling light, and the tip of the knife pulled heavily from Ming Wang's forehead from top to bottom!
The extremely thick cloth on Ji Yuan's body shattered with a sound, and a wave of air was shaken between the two of them. He hurriedly stepped back, feeling warm on his cheek and blood oozing from the corners of his mouth.

Su Hongtao's expression was not only livid, but also somewhat gray, and there was a terrifying and resentful look in his eyes.

Normally, he is always very alert, and is always guarded by military experts when he goes in and out. Besides that, he has also learned the Su family's ancestral method of summoning gods, which is enough to drive away gods and ghosts. If he faces the enemy head-on, no matter how powerful the enemy is, he can be drowned. Otherwise, why would Yin Yijian, the judge of the underworld, cooperate with him, or even cooperate with the Xia Shui Su family behind him.

However, he did not expect this man to be so crazy. As a member of the White Lotus Sect, whether he could leave Wuchang or not clearly depended on his own decision, but this man dared to take action directly. Unfortunately, Su Hongtao revealed a flaw, and this flaw almost cost him his life.

He tried to remain calm, facing Yin Yijian, and said hoarsely, "Does the judge have any good ideas?"

Yin Yijian's expression was also gloomy.

Amid the roaring cold wind, the fighting over there became more and more intense. The sky was filled with torn monks' robes, like flowers scattered by fairies. The distant Buddha's light was not as bright as before, and even though the fighting continued, it gradually showed signs of decline.

Su Hongtao kept shouting, "If the judge doesn't have a good plan, you and I will both die!"

This sound made Yin Yijian's robes flutter. His expression changed several times before he finally said, "Although this boy has strong killing power, he is still an official of the underworld... In this case, we can only ask the King of Hell to help us win."

After saying this, he took out a jade sceptre from his bosom. Black blood oozed from his fingertips. He used his hand as a pen and as the blood dripped onto the ground, a surge of dark energy emerged.

Whenever one made a statement in front of the emperor, one used a hu tablet; when one received an order in front of the emperor, one wrote it on a hu tablet.

Yin Qi was steaming from his feet. Yin Yijian gritted his teeth and wrote furiously, as if his life was on fire. He said, "Please buy me a stick of incense, Master Anshan. It only takes one stick of incense, and this boy must be killed."

Su Hongtao calmed down after hearing this. Although he was only a soul left and many of his methods to summon gods could no longer be used, some gods had been worshipped by the Su family for generations and had already formed a great affinity with them. Although summoning them was not enough to kill Chen Yi, it was enough to suppress and delay him. He laughed heartily: "Judge, don't say one stick of incense, three sticks of incense is more than enough."

Su Hongtao raised his arms and opened his mouth to swallow the fresh air from the sky. His throat rolled and his eyes rolled up as if emitting golden light. When he opened his mouth again, what came out of his mouth were some ancient and strange tones. He let out a sharp roar towards the sky, and thousands of feet of clouds and mist gathered in the sky.

This sound is like a dragon's roar.

The night in Wuchang Prefecture was disrupted when suddenly there was a loud noise. Chen Yi looked up and saw a cloud of smoke rolling in the sky. Light rain came out from the burning building and splashed everywhere. He squinted his eyes and took a closer look.

The sea of ​​clouds rolled, and dark clouds pressed down from the distant sky. Bursts of thunder tore through the clouds and mist. Deer horns, snake necks, clam bellies, and eagle claws roamed in the rolling clouds and mist.

The dragon appears in the clouds!
Chen Yi turned around with his sword and shouted, "Get lost!"

The familiar voice was transmitted to the distant sky. The wind and waves suddenly rose and then calmed down. The sea of ​​clouds was washed away by the waves in an instant, and there was no sound at all.

The dragon retreated into the clouds.

Su Hongtao, who had just finished making a bold statement, stood still, his soul swaying in the wind, dumbfounded.

Where did the Jiang God whom my Su family has worshipped for generations go?!

It is good that River God Yuan Qi could hold Chen Yi for three incense sticks, but he and Chen Yi had already had a fight in the surging river, but Yuan Qi ended up with scales flying all over the sky and had to flee in panic. And as they had previously joined forces to kill the Ghost Lord Wang Jian, there was a secret agreement between the man and the dragon that Chen Yi would only kill the main culprit and let the rest of the Su family go, and Su Hongtao would not know this.

Before Su Hongtao could start cursing at Jiang Shen, on the other side, Ji Yuan was gradually showing signs of defeat. Chen Yi's sword was like a flying swallow circling a tree, twisting Ji Yuan's layers of Dharma bodies.

Ji Yuan, who was filled with murderous intent, was furious, but there was nothing he could do.

Chen Yi's sword and knife continued to move, and the Buddha's light and monk's robe were torn into pieces. His eyes were calm and cold, as if he was doing a boring but necessary job. The continuous sword and knife movement was like an endless tide.

Ji Yuan's face was full of murderous intent, his hands and feet kept moving, his figure changed like thunder and lightning, but he could only watch helplessly as the Buddha's light was defeated inch by inch in the sword and shadow. He could only keep attacking and waiting for flaws. Ji Yuan was killing fiercely, and at some point, he suddenly felt a burning sensation from his neck to his ribs. Then he saw that the man finally showed a flaw, the middle door was wide open, and he was coming towards him. It was a rare sight! Ji Yuan recited the scriptures and slapped out with a strong palm like a tide, but found that Chen Yi had passed through the broken body... It turned out that he had been cut into two pieces...
Bang! The two Jiyuan fell into the fire, with the mantra of rebirth faintly uttered in their mouths. Then they were buried by the collapsed building.

Crossing Jiyuan, Chen Yi looked again this time and saw that Yin Yijian was completely different from before. Black smoke billowed from his face and his whole body seemed to be boiling.

The jade scepter vibrated, and invisible ripples spread out around it. Amid the rolling evil behind him, there were gloomy clouds, as if a deep crack had been torn open, and a cold light seeped out from it.

Chen Yi's footsteps stopped unconsciously.

In the cold light, pale faces emerged one after another, their faces were painful and hideous, their backs were squeezed and bent like cows, and the heavy darkness pressed down, and countless ghosts were trying their best to support something...

The ghosts slowly lifted their heads, and a huge "palace" emerged from the crack. The red lacquer, brackets, and eaves, the luxurious building was gradually squeezed out of the crack. The ghosts cried and howled, and they had no strength left. But when they saw movement from above, it was like a whip whipping down, and the ghosts tried their best to lift it up...
Chen Yi finally saw clearly what this palace was. It was clearly a huge imperial carriage with purple-gold bells hanging under the eaves, ringing in the wind.

"Here comes the King of Hell!"

From under the imperial carriage came the thunderous cries of ghosts.

The curtain was slightly opened, and Chen Yi saw the nine tassels of the crown piercing through the mist. A cold and murderous face was about to appear from behind the curtain, and a physiological chill crept up his spine.

"Judge Yin Yijian of the Chacha Division bows to His Majesty the King of Hell!"

Yin Yijian's knees touched the ground, his black official robe spread out on the tiles like rice paper soaked in ink, the jade sceptre vibrated in his palm, and he tried his best to raise the sceptre and bow.

At this moment, a figure suddenly rushed over, and Chen Yi pierced the judge's body from behind with a sword.
"Knock on your mother!"

Yin Yijian's face was filled with fear and horror. A cold sword blade emerged from his wide official robe. His body melted rapidly like solid ice meeting molten iron, and waves of evil aura rose up.

"Uh ah ah!"

The shrill and horrified scream from his throat actually drowned out the ghostly howlings from under the imperial carriage.

The next moment, the sharp sound stopped, and a hand grabbed the back of his neck, strangling all other sounds.

Chen Yi pressed his head from behind, making the unwilling and terrified head face the eyes under the nine tassels of Emperor Song...

"How dare you?"

An ethereal and majestic voice came from the imperial carriage.

Chen Yi suddenly put his five fingers together, and Yin Yijian's neck shattered between his fingers. The sword tip tore open, and the judge of the Underworld Investigation Department was scared to death.

He didn't say anything, but his hands answered for him.

With Yin Yijian's death, the cracks could no longer hold up.

Black smoke billowed, dust filled the air, and the huge crack gradually disappeared, like rivers closing together, and the face of Emperor Song under the nine tassels gradually disappeared from the field of vision.

The fire in the building below gradually died down, leaving only the blackened remains standing, as if it was a person who had died long ago but had not yet been buried.

Chen Yi silently sheathed his knife, leaving only the sword in his hand.

Su Hongtao's soul stood there in a daze, his whole body trembling. When he saw Chen Yi approaching, he fell back and sat down.

"Chen, Captain Chen... Captain Chen, when a person dies, all debts are settled. The grudge between you and me is over. Why do you have to kill us all?"

However, in Su Hongtao's frightened eyes, the man's figure was getting closer and closer.

"If, if Captain Chen still feels that it is not enough, after I reincarnate, I will be willing to serve you like a slave in my next life..."

"sorry."

The man suddenly said:
"I don't like men being treated like slaves."

Su Hongtao froze in place. It was impossible for him to say "I can be a woman in my next life". Of course, he didn't have the chance to say it.

Chen Yi brought down his sword and apologized sincerely.

"I'm sorry, you're not here."

..........
The intricate and noisy sound of footsteps echoed throughout the streets. Teams of armored soldiers marched forward in the night, and the friction of armor was heard constantly.

In the pitch-black night, a figure stumbled around the corner. He almost fell down several times, and then struggled to stand up with the help of the wall. He looked back from time to time with a look of fear on his face.

He left the table to give Chen Yi and Su Hongtao some space and to sober up. He was flirting with a maid when suddenly a dagger was thrust towards him. What the hell was this spy from the Magpie Pavilion!

Chu Yiyuan fled, tumbling and crawling. After that, for some unknown reason, a raging fire broke out in the building. The smell of ashes seemed to still linger around his nose. Chu Yiyuan couldn't understand it. He really couldn't understand it. It was just an ordinary banquet, but it turned out to be such a catastrophe.

This was an ambush, and it came suddenly, making it hard to guard against. Just think about who wants to kill whom, and who can benefit from it. Whoever arranged it must have done it...

Chen Yi?

Chu Yiyuan figured out the key, and suddenly gritted his teeth.

No, it’s Su Hongtao!

"I must kill all the damn Su Hongtao!"

Chu Yiyuan gritted his teeth and cursed. He had been ambushed by the Magpie Pavilion before, but he believed Su Hongtao's lies and really thought that this matter had nothing to do with him. But now he thought about it again. As a government official, Su Hongtao had many ways to escape. It was even possible that he had colluded with the Magpie Pavilion a long time ago. These two ambushes were clearly a token of his surrender.

If they can kill me, the White Lotus brothers in the city will be leaderless. If they cannot kill me, they can put all the blame on the Magpie Pavilion and continue to flatter me. What a good plan!
Chu Yiyuan couldn't help but regret believing Su Hongtao's lies. He tried his best to support himself and turned around the street. But before he took a few steps, he heard hurried footsteps.

Turning around, he saw several dark and nimble figures passing through the streets and alleys, slowly approaching this side. Chu Yiyuan was nervous.

"There! There's someone there!"

As soon as the voice came out, Chu Yiyuan lost all hope.

Just at this moment, a sword sound was heard not far away, startled by a cry for help. The figures blocking the alley stopped for a moment, and then they heard urgent cries for help not far away. They were distracted in an instant. Chu Yiyuan took the opportunity to bump to the side, and his figure pounced into the deeper alley.

He ran for his life, and the wound, which was bandaged very roughly, kept bleeding.

When a person's strength is exhausted, Chu Yiyuan gradually felt weak, his feet slipped, and he fell into darkness. His ears suddenly felt empty, and he seemed to see his empty hometown. He breathed rapidly and was in a daze for a long time.

Chu Yiyuan came to his senses when he heard footsteps stop in front of him and looked up suddenly.

“Master Chu, Master Chu…are you okay…”

The man's clothes were torn and his body was covered in blood. He was the only one with a sword, but his eyes were still firm and he stretched out his hand towards him.
Chu Yiyuan suddenly understood something, tears welled up in his eyes, and he grabbed Chen Yi's hand.

"Master Chen!"

He had half a sentence in mind but didn't open it.

Righteous spirit!

(End of this chapter)