Dafeng Night Watchman

Chapter 375: Bowing



The ten-foot-tall body was torn into pieces. His head turned into the King of Zhenbei, his torso turned into Zhu Jiu, his hands turned into a high-grade wizard, and his feet turned into Jili Zhigu.

None of the four high-grade warriors were intact. The giant python Zhu Jiu had a broken tail, which was a hundred feet long. The left half of Jili Zhigu's body was torn to pieces, and his intestines and organs were hanging out.

The shadow of the fighting spirit above the head of the high-grade wizard was directly disillusioned, and his lower body disappeared. The hideous wounds and flesh squirmed, and the blood light expanded and contracted, like breathing, trying to repair the injuries.

The body of the King of Zhenbei was well preserved, but the surface was covered with porcelain-like cracks, and the blood was flowing.

His breath was extremely weak.

"Run, run..."

Zhu Jiu was scared. This person was not a third-grade at all, but a defective second-grade.

The four third-grade masters from different systems combined, and the aura they released had already touched the threshold of the second-grade, but they still couldn't beat him.

What does this mean?

When the other party was in a complete state, he was a genuine second-grade master, so after he swallowed the blood pill, he repaired some of his injuries and made up for his incompleteness, which is why he burst out with such terrible power.

This is essentially different from them. The four of them made up for quality with quantity, but the other party was actually a real second-grade master, a master in this terrible field. The giant python twisted its body crazily, twisting out the peak frequency of this life, and swam towards the broken wall.

Jili Zhigu fled one step earlier than it, it was too terrible, this mysterious master was too terrible, just for a moment, Jili Zhigu felt the same pressure from him as his dead father.

That was the pressure of a second-grade master.

The red giant python twisted its body, making a loud rumbling sound, like a wild beast passing through, but this terrible giant beast's vertical eyes were full of fear, and he only wanted to escape.

The blue giant ignored the internal organs that were shaken off during the run and fled in another direction.

On the top of the city, the barbarians of the Qingyan tribe and the demon army were frightened and jumped off the city wall and fled in panic.

The leader was defeated. If he didn't leave now, he would be dead.

The high-quality wizard pinched his hands and screamed. An illusory black shadow landed from the dark void. It was a huge bird with a wingspan of dozens of meters.

Bird fighting spirit.

It rolled up the high-quality wizard and flew towards the northeast.

At the same time, as a wizard in the spiritual wisdom realm, a series of countermeasures flashed through his mind. If the opponent blocked him first, from which angle would he attack, when punching, where would the attack fall, etc.

He maintained and formulated many self-protection measures to ensure that he would not be killed on the spot.

Of course, with the ability of a wizard in the spiritual wisdom realm, he knew that the possibility of the mysterious master chasing him was not high, because the opponent's target was the King of Zhenbei.

The priority must be to deal with the King of Zhenbei, followed by Jili Zhigu, and then one of himself and Zhu Jiu.

His chances of escaping are very high.

The dark Dharma image shrank inch by inch, returning to the height of a person, but the twelve pairs of arms and the flame halo on the back of the head were still there.

"King of Zhenbei, blood debt must be paid with blood."

Xu Qian'an took a step forward, clenched his fist, swung his arm back, and punched the air.

The body of the King of Zhenbei was torn into pieces, scattered piece by piece, and blood splattered all over the ground.

The meat then turned into a twisted worm, emitting a foul smell.

And his figure appeared a hundred feet away, escaping in the air.

Substitute Gu!

The life-saving method of the Tiangu Department is to raise the Gu in the body, absorb the vitality and blood of the host on weekdays, assimilate with the host, and at the critical moment of life and death, it can protect the host from disaster.

This Gu only needs the Gu seed and implant it into the body, and anyone can use it.

As the prince of Dafeng, the King of Zhenbei still has the means to protect himself.

"You can't escape." Xu Qi'an roared.

Monk Shenshu cooperated with the pursuit, briefly regained the right to speak, and said loudly: "The sea of suffering is boundless, turn back now."

The body of the King of Zhenbei in the air stiffened, and his neck moved, as if he wanted to turn back. A moment later, he got rid of the influence of Buddhist precepts and continued to

escape.

Taking advantage of the moment when the opponent was stagnant, Xu Qi'an chased behind him, and twelve pairs of hands blasted out at the same time, creating the effect of air

explosion.

At the critical moment, a ball of blood mist exploded from the body of the King of Zhenbei, and his potential burst out, pushing him sideways to avoid the fatal fist.

"Come back!"

Twelve pairs of hands spread out at the same time, locked the aura, and pulled the King of Zhenbei back with a fierce pull. Twelve pairs of hands held the head, arms, and legs of the

King of Zhenbei.

At this moment, on the top of the city, pairs of eyes looked at this place, looking at the King of whose was hanging by a thread.

Zhen

No one spoke.

The scene was terribly silent.

Pure blood and qi flowed out of the King of Zhenbei's body, and his twelve arms were like twenty-four black holes, madly squeezing out his life essence.

"Although I don't know why you can use the sword of the state, you are not from the royal family of Dafeng. What do the 380,000 people in Chuzhou City have to do with you?"

Feeling the loss of life essence, the first warrior of Dafeng finally showed despair.

If the supervisor wanted to kill him, he could understand. It was also understandable that the court officials impeached him.

But this man was not from Dafeng, and he was not a good person either. The devil's flames were raging, and he wanted to kill him for the people of Chuzhou City.

"Then what does it have to do with you if I kill you?"

Xu Qian'an sneered: "You have no justice in your heart, you advocate the rule of the jungle,

then I will tell you one thing today on behalf of 380,000 lives."

After a pause, he said with disdain: "In fact, you are not an ant."

"No!"

The King of Zhenbei roared in despair, like the wail of a beast before death.

Massacre of the city is one of his most proud plans. Refining blood pills to increase cultivation, and at the same time, luring people into the trap, killing Jili Zhigu and Zhu Jiu

with the Zhenguo Sword.

Once successful, the world will only remember his great achievements and praise him. Who will remember the 380,000 wronged souls?

A city in exchange for two foreign third-grade masters, in exchange for a second-grade

master from Dafeng, they died for what they deserved.

But it was this most proud plan that eventually killed him.

The roar of the King of Zhenbei stopped abruptly, and his flesh and blood shrank and turned

into a mummy.

Xu Qi'an tore off his head and limbs with force and threw them away. This tearing to pieces was a prince, a peak warrior's half-century of splendid years.

The wind from the northern frontier blew on his body, blowing away the haze in his heart. He only felt that his thoughts were clear and his conscience was clear.

When Li Miaozhen discovered the bloody massacre of three thousand miles, Xu Qi'an only felt heavy in his heart at first, but did not have too deep feelings. After all, it was a matter far

away.

Later, he was ordered to go to Chuzhou to investigate the case, and he decided to take care of

it.

As the truth was revealed step by step, he realized the atrocities of the King of Zhenbei. That night, when he saw the memory of the governor Zheng Xinghuai, he had made up his mind. He must destroy the King of Zhenbei's plan, stop him, and punish him.

Not only for the 380,000 innocent lives, but also for his own beliefs. If he swallowed his anger and shrank back, this matter would become a knot in his heart for the rest of his life.

I can't control the world, but I can control the things in front of me.

On the top of the city, more than 20,000 northern soldiers and hundreds of martial artists saw

the figure with 24 arms on his back, restrained their fierce aura, and bowed deeply to the

Chuzhou City below.

Seeing this scene, Liu Yushi suddenly burst into tears, fell to the ground, and cried loudly.

The Dali Temple Secretary had red eyes, carefully and rigorously tidied his clothes, and bowed to the man in the air with the most sincere attitude of a scholar.

Yang Yan looked deeply into the distance and clasped his fists.

Captain Chen clasped his fists.

Centurion Chen Xiao clasped his head.

More than 20,000 soldiers clasped their fists together.

He bowed to the people who died in the city, and more than 20,000 people on the top of the

city bowed to him.

........

After the death of the King of Zhenbei, the power in the north was unbalanced. I have to kill another third-rank...... Xu Qian'an communicated with Master Shenshu in his heart. "Two sticks of incense time... I will fall into a deep sleep... Have you decided who to kill?" Monk Shenshu's voice was filled with incomparable fatigue.

If he had not absorbed the life essence of the King of Zhenbei just now, Shenshu would have fallen into a deep sleep by now.

The combat power of the twenty-four-armed Dharma image is directly up to the second level, but Shenshu only has one arm, and the potential is huge. This Dharma image secret

method is not something that he can perform with this broken arm.

"Jili Zhigu."

Xu Qian'an made the choice without any hesitation.

Most of the territory of the northern demon tribe borders the Wushen Cult, and the conflict

between the two sides is very intense. Zhu Jiu can stay to entangle with the Wushen Cult and

restrain each other.

Jili Zhigu must die.

The barbarians have the most poisoned the northern border of Dafeng.

After making the choice, the monk Shenshu flew away, following the breath, and tracked Jili

Zhigu.

Above the clouds, a loud laugh sounded, and the white-clothed magician laughed forward

and backward, laughing heartily.

"The King of Zhenbei is dead, finally dead, and he died well." The white-clothed magician

clapped his hands in joy.

At this time, a silver bell-like laughter came, and the woman in a white dress stepped on the

clouds, twisting her waist and slowly coming, looking charming.

She has a beautiful face, a diamond-shaped mouth that is rosy and attractive, and she is shining; a pair of seductive foxy eyes, looking around and shining; a straight nose, and long

and straight eyebrows.

These delicate features are outlined on a sharp and pretty face, which makes people think of

the four words "beauty is a disaster".

In addition, the laces outline the waist, the chest is bulging, and the body proportions are

very good.

Even the most picky man can't find any flaws in her.

"Is killing the King of Zhenbei part of your plan?" The woman in the white dress asked with a

smile.

"Do you want to know?"

The white-robed sorcerer paused his smile and looked at her indifferently: "Why don't we exchange information... Do you know that person?"

The woman in the white dress nodded: "I know."

The white-robed sorcerer pondered: "He is the demon monk that the Buddhist delegation is

looking for."

"He is a respectable person."

"What is your relationship with him?"

The woman in the white dress smiled mischievously: "Guess."

The white-robed sorcerer did not answer, calm and relaxed.

She sighed and whispered, "I respect him very much."

After that, the woman in white looked at the sorcerer and said softly, "It's your turn."

The sorcerer in white stood with his hands behind his back, overlooking the vast mountains

and rivers. His tone was full of confidence that everything was under control, and he said slowly:

"I will only tell you two things: one, I persuaded Emperor Yuan Jing to cultivate immortality;

two, once the King of Zhenbei died, the Supervisor could no longer stop the rolling trend. As for the reasons and details, I won't say it."

At this time, the two of them cast their eyes to the distance at the same time, and a figure flew

over on a sword, ignoring the two of them.

"This generation of Tianzong Saintess has good qualifications, and is expected to reach the

third rank, or even the second rank." The woman in white commented, without disguising her

voice.

The white-robed sorcerer laughed and said, "For us, the most anticipated event in the next two years is the battle between heaven and man."

When Xu Qian'an disappeared from sight, some sounds slowly rang out from the top of the

city wall, and these sounds finally converged into a river, becoming noisy and chaotic.

The King of Zhenbei died, Chuzhou City turned into ruins, the northern border was leaderless,

and the more than 20,000 surviving soldiers fell into great confusion.

Yang Yan noticed the abnormality of the soldiers, and he shouted, "All soldiers, listen to my

orders. I am Jinluo Yang Yan, the chief officer of this delegation.

"Now that the King of Zhenbei is dead, I will accept all the military and political affairs of

Chuzhou City. Go down the top of the city wall quickly and gather outside the city. " The soldiers immediately had a backbone, and they left the broken wall in an orderly manner and gathered in the open space outside the city.

When Yang Yan was a teenager, he followed Wei Yuan and participated in the Battle of Shanhaiguan. He still had experience in leading troops, and he quickly appeased the soldiers and maintained order.

At this time, Li Miaozhen came on a sword and stopped over Chuzhou City.

At this time, the sky was already dark, and in a few minutes, the sky would be completely dark.

She looked down at the ruins and devastated Chuzhou City, thinking that I was still late.

Chuzhou City had been broken. Judging from the situation, there had just been a battle between high-quality warriors in the city.

Li Miaozhen took a rough look at the ruins, and then turned to look at the army gathered

outside the city.

This is unreasonable... The little female general with a white horse and a silver spear, who had

a rich military career, immediately judged that something was wrong. Logically, such a fierce battle must be fierce.

It is impossible for so many soldiers to survive.

"Yang Jinluo, what happened in Chuzhou City? Where is the King of Zhenbei?"

Li Miaozhen flew a flying sword, hovering in the low sky not far from Yang Yan and others.

Yang Yan had seen her a long time ago. The two had met when they were fighting bandits in Yunzhou, and they could barely be considered friends. But Yang Yan was a faceless martial arts fanatic with a conservative personality. Even if she saw an acquaintance, she would at

most nod slightly when their eyes met, and would not deliberately say hello. Hearing this, the Dali Temple Secretary and others looked strange. Yang Yan explained: "The King of Zhenbei massacred the city and was killed. "

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Yang Yan nodded, indicating that this was the case.

What kind of explanation is this? You are just teasing me. If I didn't know that you were like

this, I would have rolled up my sleeves and beat you. Oh, I can't beat a martial artist at the

peak of the fourth rank, so it's okay......Li Miaozhen muttered in his heart. The Dali Temple Secretary coughed and added: "At dusk, the armies of the two northern

monsters and barbarians joined forces to attack the city. The leader of the Qingyan tribe, Jili Zhigu, and the leader of the monster tribe, Zhu Jiu, came to fight for the blood pill. "And the blood pill was refined by the Zhenbei King who slaughtered 380,000 people in Chuzhou City. The Zhenbei King slaughtered the entire city for his own selfishness."

At this point, the Dali Temple Secretary showed a sad look, and then he saw Li Miaozhen's calm face, without the slightest shock. "You, don't seem to care?" The Dali Temple Secretary was a little angry.

"I already knew it, but I don't know what happened next. Please continue." Li Miaozhen said.

"...Okay," Dali Temple Secretary cleared his throat and told Li Miaozhen in detail the battle

that took place in the city, the number of masters participating in the battle, and other

details.

The heroic and valiant Tianzong Saint, dressed as a female soldier, was stunned. She knew that the Zhenbei King massacred the city, and the participation of the high-quality

wizards of the Wushen Cult could not surprise her. After all, Xu Qi'an had analyzed that there

were high-quality wizards from other systems behind the Zhenbei King. Now she just felt that it was true.

But Li Miaozhen never expected that in this battle, there were also the participation of the demon-possessed Dizong Daoist leader, the Zhenguo Sword, the mysterious woman, and the master who swept the whole scene.

Didn't the Zhenbei King massacre the city for his own selfish desires, and then attracted the counterattack of the two tribes of demons and barbarians?

Why are there still these masters involved? The relationship is too complicated. I need to calm

down and analyze it. No, I need Xu Qi'an... Li Miaozhen thought with some shame.

"How did Taoist Li know that the Zhenbei King massacred the city?"

The scholar was thoughtful, and Liu Yushi asked with a bow.

After his reminder, Li Miaozhen raised his eyebrows, stepped on the flying sword and rose

into the air, circling among the 20,000 soldiers, and shouted:

"Yang Jinluo, immediately capture the commander-in-chief and the Protector of the Country

Que Yongxiu. The Zhenbei King is the culprit of the massacre, and he is the Zhenbei King's

butcher knife. It was this man who led the army to massacre the city that day." "What?!"

Not only Yang Yan, but also the Dali Temple Secretary and others changed their faces. There was no time to ask more details, and immediately cooperated with Li Miaozhen to

search for Que Yongxiu, but they searched the army and the ruins of the city, but did not find

Que Yongxiu.

He had already escaped.

Maybe he slipped away when the barbarians were disbanded, or maybe he fled quietly after

witnessing the death of the Zhenbei King.

At that time, everyone's attention was on the battlefield. Without knowing that Que Yongxiu had committed an unforgivable crime, who would pay too much attention to him?

Not only him, but also the spy of the King of Zhenbei had already escaped secretly.

Everyone was angry and furious, but helpless.

The Dali Temple Secretary said in a deep voice: "Thank you for reminding me, Master Li. If it

weren't for you, we might have overlooked this thief and let him go unpunished. After the delegation returns to Beijing, I will impeach him and issue a warrant to capture him." Liu Yushi was very excited: "That's right, Que Yongxiu is the best friend of the King of Huai. If

the King of Huai wants to hide his true intentions in Chuzhou City, he can't do without the help of this beast. Thank you for reminding me, Master Li. Please accept my greetings." Li Miaozhen is indeed the female hero Feiyan, with outstanding abilities. She must have heard about the bloody massacre of three thousand miles, or the barbarian invasion of the border, so she came all the way to Chuzhou... Compared with her, we didn't know the truth until we revealed everything today. It's really shameful... The delegation was grateful, but

they couldn't help feeling ashamed.

The delegation was large, including Yang Yan, the fourth-rank Jinluo, the experienced chief constable of the Ministry of Justice, and the legendary figure Xu Qian'an who was secretly investigating. As a result, they came to Chuzhou for so long and found nothing. Constable Chen clasped his fists and said, "Master Li, Que Yongxiu is the descendant of a founding hero, a first-class duke, and the commander of Chuzhou. He is in a high position and

has great power. Even in the capital, there are only a handful of people with higher positions

and identities than him.

"The King of Zhenbei massacred the city, and tens of thousands of soldiers were in the public

eye, and they can be witnesses. But Que Yongxiu... Please tell me, Master Li, how did you

investigate this case?"

The Dali Temple Secretary and the two censors looked at Li Miaozhen. Yang Yan, who was dull and lacked enthusiasm for other things, also showed a rare desire for

knowledge.