Simultaneous travel: I am rampant in the domestic area

Chapter 168 Brother, I miss you so much!

Boom boom boom!
King Zhenbei and Jili Zhigu, who had swallowed the blood pill and reached their peak state under the influence of the spiritual master's blood spirit technique, rushed out each stepping on heavy air waves.

Both of them are the top martial artists in the world today. Once they join forces, the effectiveness they can exert far exceeds that of either of them fighting alone.

The muscles in King Zhenbei's right arm exploded, and his fist, wrapped in a boiling blast of lava-like wind, slammed into Russell's face. At the same moment, Jili Zhigu suddenly jumped up, and his right leg chopped down like a battle axe. The shrill sound of the air being torn apart pierced his eardrums and went straight to his head. Before the two men's moves arrived, the intertwined auras had already plowed spider web cracks on the ground.

Above the sky, the shadow of Mars flashed by, and a red ripple flashed around Russell. The punch of King Zhenbei and the split kick of Jili Zhigu were intercepted by the ripple and stopped a foot in front of Russell. The sound of metal clashing shattered all the broken walls and ruins.

Without waiting for the two to catch their breath, Russell suddenly reached out, and his right hand like a steel clamp grabbed the other's ankle, and swung Jili Zhigu's body to the ground. In the blood mist, King Zhenbei was bleeding from all seven orifices but held Russell tightly. Jili Zhigu forcibly twisted his right leg and hit Russell's chest with both fists like drums. Russell did not dodge, and his right fist hit Jili Zhigu's shoulder like a meteorite falling to the ground.

With a bang, the light of Mars shattered, and the barbarian leader's half body collapsed, flying backwards for dozens of miles. Russell turned back and clasped the fist of King Zhenbei with one hand. With a sneer, he hit the top of King Zhenbei's head with an elbow, and the sound of skull shattering was heard.

"This guy is so strong!"

Yang Yan, who had already arrived at the other side of the Chuzhou City battlefield, stared at this scene blankly. Having already reached the peak of the fourth rank, he naturally knew how valuable the mysterious man was in this battle.

The advantage of fighting one against four was fully demonstrated, forcing King Zhenbei, Master Linghui, Zhu Jiu and Jili Zhigu to join forces to fight the enemy.

"Yang Jinluo, can this mysterious strong man kill the King of Zhenbei?" Censor Liu said hatefully.

After witnessing the tragic plight of the people of Chuzhou, Censor Liu no longer cared about his royal bloodline; he just wanted the King of Zhenbei to die!

"According to this trend, King Zhenbei and his men won't be able to hold on for long." Yang Yan nodded affirmatively.

"well!"

The Dali Temple Secretary was shaking with excitement.

While the Dafeng soldiers had stopped fighting with the barbarians, the surviving martial artists climbed up the city wall and each chose a place on the wall to overlook.

It was too powerful. This was the battle between top masters. The vast expanses of ruins and the constantly surging fluctuations of Qi all represented the intensity of the battle. They could not see anything, only the crisp sound of broken bones and the muffled thunder of the collision of Qi echoing in the field.

No, it can't be called a battle.

It was the mysterious man's one-sided bullying, like a cat playing with mouse. He gave King Zhenbei and Jili Zhigu enough time to recover, and then hit them hard again. If King Zhenbei and Jili Zhigu did not attack again, he would guide the starlight to fall in the direction of Zhu Jiu and Linghui Master, forcing King Zhenbei and Jili Zhigu to come forward to resist.

boom!
There was another fierce collision. Russell pinched the jaw of King Zhenbei with one hand and pressed the top of Jili Zhigu's head with the other hand, and slammed the two heads together. King Zhenbei's nose collapsed and his eyeballs were squeezed and burst by the pressure of the skull; Jili Zhigu's jaw was shattered, and half of his tongue exploded with broken teeth.

The two men's aura weakened visibly, and Russell threw them away.

"No more playing." Feeling that the two men had almost absorbed the blood pill, Russell shook his hands and decided to end this fearless battle.

"Is it over?" Yang Yan, who was watching the battle, narrowed his eyes. He was about to announce the death penalty for King Zhenbei and his men, but just as he finished speaking, something strange happened.

Behind King Zhenbei and Jili Zhigu, the fighting spirit that Linghui Master summoned for the second time shattered and turned into strands of blood that merged into Zhu Jiu's body.

Zhu Jiu roared towards the sky, flesh and blood grew wildly at the wounds on his snake body, and the single pupil of his eye on his forehead suddenly split open, revealing the astrological patterns of the sun and moon rotating. Golden light rose into the sky like a river in the sky, and the day and night in the area of ​​Chuzhou City for a thousand miles were reversed. The starry sky curtain above his head was torn into pieces by the golden light.

"Finally...successful!"

The blue giant dug himself out of the pit, with a ferocious grin on his face. He felt the oppressive feeling that enveloped him receding like the tide.

Master Linghui and King Zhenbei remained silent, but stared at Russell. Just as they thought, Russell's aura dropped at a speed visible to the naked eye, and soon fell from the early second grade to the peak of the third grade.

"Go ahead, his energy and blood are greatly depleted, take this opportunity to kill him!" Master Linghui shouted excitedly.

On the other side, both the Rangers and the imperial envoys including Yang Yan fell into a deathly silence.

They could no longer figure out what had happened and why the mysterious master who had just had the absolute upper hand was suddenly in a life-and-death crisis.

"Go! Go!" Yang Yan shouted.

The rangers also reacted.

Yes, they are all witnesses to the crimes of King Zhenbei, and he will not let them go after he gets rid of the mysterious master.

"Hurry up and go!" A young gangster jumped off the city wall in panic, but before he could do anything, he saw Que Yongxiu and a group of spies blocking the end of the street, looking at them coldly.

"Break out! As long as one person gets out alive, we can bring out the truth of this matter!" The swordsman drew the sword from his waist
"Yes, kill them. If I can save my life this time, I will definitely publicize what the King of Zhenbei did."

The surrounding gang members shared the same hatred and cursed, and pressed down the hilt of the knife.

The men in the underworld are unruly and difficult to tame, and they are already filled with endless anger.

The common man broke the law by force, but the blood in his chest was still burning.

They don't press the handle of the knife to intimidate others, but they really want to draw the knife and fight to the death.

"No! Look over there, something seems to be wrong there!" A fifth-grade master pointed in the direction of the extraordinary battlefield and shouted.

Unable to suppress their curiosity, everyone jumped onto the city wall again to watch.

There, King Zhenbei, Zhu Jiu and Jili Zhigu all stood there stiffly, like three sculptures.

"What's going on? Why aren't they moving?" the young swordsman asked curiously.

Isn’t it a critical moment of life and death?

Yes! Why aren't you moving?

Master Linghui opened his mouth, not understanding what was going on.

Just at this moment, a thunderbolt exploded in his mind.

It was a divination he made before the war.

At that time, his hexagram showed that it was very auspicious, everything would go well, and there were no taboos.

But now, looking at it again, the hexagram has become extremely bad, with no chance of survival and no hope of recovery!

how come……

Master Linghui was completely panicked. Who blocked the secret?
"Well……"

A low growl broke the spiritual master's brainstorming. He raised his head stiffly, only to see Zhu Jiu and Jili Zhigu with red eyes staring at him as if they were looking at a dead person.

There was also the King of Zhenbei, who was also looking at him, but there was still some spiritual awareness in his eyes. His mind had not completely disappeared, and he was conveying some information to him.

Following the gaze of King Zhenbei, Master Linghui saw Mu Nanzhi slumped in the defensive magic circle.

correct!

princess!

They also have a princess.

If the spirit of the flower god is sacrificed, it may be possible to turn the tide of the battle.

Hope ignited in Master Linghui's eyes. He stretched out his hand and aimed it at Mu Nanzhi. Hundreds of wronged ghosts and monsters entangled her, but before he could continue, Mu Nanzhi gave him a strange smile, and her whole body exploded, releasing a ball of hot blood, which, as if unable to wait, drilled into the mouth and nose of the King of Zhenbei.

The King of Zhenbei let out a series of deep roars, as if he was being tortured. Before long, he became the same as Zhu Jiu and Jili Zhigu, his eyes dull, like a puppet.

"What did you do to them?" Master Linghui sat cross-legged on the spot, gave up struggling, and looked at Russell who was slowly approaching with a miserable smile.

"It's obvious, it's just a poisonous insect." Russell stretched out his hand, sucked the witch god's thorn wreath out of the spiritual master's arms, and held it in his palm.

In front of Master Linghui, he snapped his fingers, and a pure power of the Gu God suddenly emerged from the thorn wreath.

After answering this question, Russell did not give the spiritual master a chance to delay any longer. He pointed a finger at his forehead and devoured his body and soul together.

At this point, the chaos in Chuzhou City was completely over.

Que Yongxiu was left staring at the leader of his spies, not knowing how to deal with the surrounding chivalrous men.

……

"It's truly horrifying..."

Outside Chuzhou City, the nine-tailed fox, whose figure seemed slightly illusory, looked at the soul pill emitting a faint blue light in Russell's hand and the three extraordinary puppets behind him, and uttered a cry of sincere surprise.

No wonder, even with the witch god's magic weapon in hand, it still took so much effort to refine the blood pill. It turns out that in addition to the blood pill, there is also the soul pill!

"Your condition doesn't seem to be very good." Russell didn't respond, but just pointed at the Nine-tailed Fox.

"This kid was seriously injured, so I transferred some of his spiritual energy to him." The Nine-tailed Heavenly Fox explained.

Of course, she was not doing it for Xu Qian'an, but for the divine power in his body.

Although Shenshu's luck backfired and severely injured Xu Pingfeng in the end, it was only an arm after all, and it had been sealed for five hundred years. It was out of ammunition and food, and its oil was exhausted. This time it fell into a deep sleep, and it was probably hurt to the core. The Nine-tailed Heavenly Fox couldn't bear to see Shenshu injured, so it damaged its own essence to replenish him. Xu Qian'an was just a by-product.

"Now that the Chuzhou matter is over, it's time for me to go back. If Mr. Luo is interested in cooperating, you can come to the Kingdom of Ten Thousand Demons to find me." said the Nine-tailed Heavenly Fox.

"Okay, if I have the chance, I will go to the Kingdom of Ten Thousand Demons in person." Russell did not refuse. Buddhism, Buddha, they will have a battle one day, and the Kingdom of Ten Thousand Demons is his natural ally.

"Waiting for you." With the faint voice, the body of the Nine-tailed Heavenly Fox gradually faded until it disappeared.

Russell did not stay here any longer. He grabbed Xu Qian'an from the ground and told Li Miaozhen about the major events that happened in Chuzhou through the fragments of the Earth Book. He asked her to take Mu Nanzhi to wait in Bianzhou, and they would set off and return to Kyoto soon.

……

Early May, early summer.

An official ship from Chuzhou came through the waves, slowly sailed into the territory of the capital, and finally anchored at the dock of the capital.

The members of the delegation stood on the deck, looking at the bustling and enthusiastic dock, feeling filled with emotion.

When they went to Chuzhou, it was late spring, and when they returned to the capital, it was already early summer.

The King of Zhenbei massacred the city, extraordinary people fought in a melee, and a mysterious person acted on behalf of heaven. If an ordinary person had happened during this period, they could brag about it for the rest of their lives. It was like listening to a book from heaven.

Fortunately, everything is over. Next, it is their turn to take action and seek justice for the 380,000 people in Chuzhou.

"Let's go." Xu Qian'an took the lead.

As the chief officer of this mission, he naturally has this authority.

Behind him, the delegation was slowly moving towards the imperial city. The imperial guards were carrying a thin coffin in which the body of the King of Zhenbei was placed. Behind the coffin was a luxurious sedan chair in which sat an old lady wearing a bodhi bracelet. In her arms was a little snow-white fox.

Russell naturally had a thousand questions about Bai Ji.

The Nine-tailed Heavenly Fox has left, why are you still here?

Bai Ji said that it was the king who asked her to stay, both to allow her to gain experience with Russell and to facilitate communication between them.

"It's back again."

The wind blew the curtains of the sedan chair. Mu Nanzhi gently combed Bai Ji's hair, looking at the scenery outside the window through the gaps in the curtains.

But after just a few months, I really felt like I was in another world.

This time, she no longer felt the panic she had before, and all she had to do was watch the show.

According to what that Russell guy said, it's going to be a good show.

The crowd carried the coffin from the dock into the city, into the inner city, into the imperial city, and were then stopped outside the palace.

Xu Qian'an stood in front, with two censors on his left and the Dali Temple Secretary and Constable Chen on his right.

"Go and report to His Majesty that the envoys who went to Chuzhou to investigate the case will report back to the capital and say that the King of Zhenbei massacred the people and was executed on the spot." Xu Qian'an ordered.

"My... my lords, please wait a moment." The imperial guards guarding the city looked at the coffin behind Xu Qian'an in horror, staggered several times, and trotted into the palace.

Not long after, there was a commotion inside the palace gate. It was not the eunuchs who came to deliver the imperial edict, but Emperor Yuan Jing, whose face was pale and bloodless. He rushed out from the depths of the palace gate on a fast horse.

All the envoys bowed down, but Emperor Yuan Jing had no time to care about them. He reined in his horse more than ten meters away from the coffin, and was stunned for a long time. He wanted to dismount, but his legs went weak and he fell down. Even so, he did not let anyone come to help him.

"Your Majesty!" Xu Qian'an stepped forward and said passionately, "Your Majesty, don't worry. The King of Zhenbei was unworthy of being a son of man. He was condemned by both heaven and man. Now that he has been executed, I ask Your Majesty to decide how to deal with his body."

"Put it down!"

The old emperor ignored Xu Qian'an and said in a hoarse voice, pointing at the imperial guards carrying the coffin.

The coffin was lowered gently.

Emperor Yuan Jing stood silently, staring at the coffin in a daze. After a long time, he reached out and pressed on the coffin lid. The moment he touched the coffin lid, the veins on Emperor Yuan Jing's forehead bulged.

The coffin lid was slowly pushed open, and when Emperor Yuan Jing saw the scene inside, his heavy heart suddenly froze.

The King of Zhenbei in the coffin was not as withered and shriveled as he had imagined, like a corpse. Instead, he was full of energy and blood, more like a living person than a living person.

How is this going……

While Emperor Yuan Jing was still at a loss, the Prince of Zhenbei in the coffin suddenly opened his eyes, put his hands on the edge of the coffin, and stretched out.

"Alive! King Zhenbei is alive!"

"How is that possible? We saw him being beaten to death with our own eyes!"

Waves of commotion broke out from the delegation and then quickly subsided.

No one would hold them accountable because those who were qualified to do this, whether they were the members of the delegation or Emperor Yuan Jing, were all confused for a moment when they saw the resurrected King Zhenbei.

"Brother, I miss you so much!"

Prince Zhenbei hugged Emperor Yuan Jing in his arms and whispered these words in his ear.

(End of this chapter)