Chapter 228: Suppressing and Killing the Mandarin King

Style: Heros Author: Tang HongyuWords: 3083Update Time: 24/01/11 13:48:52
Jiang Wang's knife pressed against Mr. Fu's eyebrows, and a red streak appeared between his eyebrows. His rouge-smeared face looked ferocious with fear. His smoky eyes widened, his pupils trembled, and he said in a hoarse voice: "Let go." If you pass me, I can agree to any of your conditions..."

The tip of the Changye Knife gently scratched Mr. Fu's face. Jiang Wang was surprised and said, "I thought your face was drawn, but I didn't expect it to look like this."

Seeing Mr. Fu's increasingly frightened face, Jiang Wang then smiled and said, "Then I'll give you a chance to tell you everything you know."

Mr. Fu was stunned. He didn’t know anything. He just wanted to use this matter to escape. If he really wanted to tell him, he could only make it up. But it’s not something that can be made up casually. And looking at Jiang Wang Meaning, even if He said it, he would not escape death, but the difference was that he would die a little later.

At the moment, we can only follow the guesswork that he will direct the disaster to the east, and he will directly target the God of the Barren Mountain. This is causing trouble for the God of the Barren Mountain, and it is also causing trouble for Jiang Wang. The purpose is to make 'them' dog eat dog, no matter who dies in the end. , or both sides suffer losses, which is a great blessing.

Jiang Wang frowned. He couldn't believe what Mr. Fuzhao said. However, if his father Jiang Qi escaped from Jingwei alive, it was more likely that it was a god rather than a demon. But what happened during that period? What, Fu Xiaojun couldn't make it up in a short time, and Jiang Wang couldn't figure it out.

If it was like what Tang Tang said, Jiang Qi wanted to use the Jingwei land to raise the evil that covered the entire Sui Dynasty. He couldn't find the head of the Huangshan God. If he wanted to find the real truth, he would undoubtedly have to go to Jingwei. Just take a trip to the land of Wei.

"You've finished speaking, you should die." Jiang Wang's wrist shook, and he slashed out with a knife. Mr. Fuzhao screamed and fell out, then he quickly struggled to get up and fled in a panic, "As expected, he is the son of Mo Zhang. But no matter how profound the Taoism is, after all, it is just the soul, can it withstand my second sword?"

Jiang Wang's second sword caught up with Fu Xiaojun in the blink of an eye. He resisted with difficulty, but it only took a moment before he flew out again, his figure instantly looming and almost disintegrating.

His mind was also on the verge of collapse.

Jiang Wang did not hesitate to strike out with the third fatal blow, but he did not expect Ye Youshen's huge body to suddenly hit him. He said with an embarrassed look on his face: "I can't beat him."

Jiang Wang turned his eyes. Except for the Yuan Shen who carried the consciousness of Fu Xiaojun, only two other Yuanshen were killed by Ye Youshen, but they were also the two strongest ones. Instead, they all faced Jiang Wang fearlessly. Come to kill.

The third knife, which was ready to go, turned around and swung out.

The two souls were swallowed up like a ravage.

Only one of the fifty-four souls is left.

The outside world's Fu Zhaojun suddenly opened his eyes wide. At this moment, he finally got rid of his restraints. He ignored the astonished Third Senior Sister and was about to escape back to the Naihe Sea. He wanted to seek help from the Demon King Naihe before the last soul was annihilated.

He sneaked out from the Naihe Sea. His identity as the son of Mo Zhang means that as long as he doesn't use all his strength in the sealed land of 100 feet, even the big things above the snow can't easily detect his traces. However, the Demon King was also unaware.

It was originally to prevent Jiang Wang's aura from attracting others. Now he just hates why he has to seal off this land of 100 feet. Otherwise, the Demon King should have heard the news and arrived. Even if it is lifted at this time, there is no guarantee that he will be wiped out than Jiang Wang. His soul was rescued faster.

But just when Mr. Fu was about to lift the ban on Baizhang Land, the third senior sister interrupted him. There was only one soul left, which greatly damaged Mr. Fu's conduct. He seemed to have not yet reacted, even though he subconsciously tried his best. He took a shot, but his so-called full strength failed to stop the third senior sister half a step, and he was grabbed by the arm and smashed to the ground.

Jiang Wang, who had struck out the fourth sword in the Kingdom of God, distracted his consciousness and allowed the external body to move. Before the third senior sister struck again, he almost simultaneously turned Fu Xiaojun's body and the last soul into ashes.

In the next moment, nutrients rushed in, causing the landscape of the Kingdom of God to suddenly change.

An oasis was born in the desert, its scope expanded, and a series of mountains took shape instantly. The two types of true nature glowed in the chaos, just like the sun and the moon hanging together in the new sky.

While Jiang Wang was using his consciousness to deal with the third senior sister, he was observing the changes in the Kingdom of God. He got more nutrients from killing Fu Zhaojun than he initially expected. The son of Mo Zhang was indeed extraordinary.

His cultivation level directly increased by a large margin. Whether it was the loss of life span due to excessive consumption of divinity or the delay in the re-emergence of the power of the Kingdom of God, it was all solved. Moreover, the feeling of weakness was also swept away, even in the Kingdom of God. The number of gods has doubled.

It's like saying that Fu Xiaojun is a monster, which makes him full in all aspects, and even better.

The God of Night Wandering was also very excited because his spiritual conduct also increased.

"I can't even think about it. If Mo Zhang is killed, will I be able to directly return to my peak strength?"

Jiang Wang said with a smile: "If I had the ability to kill Mo Zhang, I would become an immortal no matter what. Are you still thinking about regaining your previous strength? Why are you so afraid to think about it? By that time, I'm afraid you can do it My former peak self slapped me to death."

Night Travel God said sarcastically: "It makes sense."

Then he began to think about a better future. This time he let go of his thoughts and couldn't help but laugh out loud.

...

The land of Jingwei.

The eyes of the stone statue of Shang Yijun suddenly flashed.

The entire barren mountain shook violently, and the surrounding demons suddenly shivered.

Soon a figure appeared at the foot of the mountain.

The visitor was dressed in a green shirt, carrying a wine flask, and walked with the wind, and was occasionally accompanied by purple thunder.

It can be said to be extremely conspicuous.

He climbed to the top of the mountain, looked at the stone statue of Shang Yijun, took a sip of wine and said: "It's really rare. I haven't seen you have such a bad temper in hundreds of years. Let me guess, something happened to one of your brothers." ?”

"Modi, don't mess with me at this time!"

Moody, one of the Ten Evils, was once a general under the Candle God, and was naturally considered the elder of the Four Lords. However, due to a slight disagreement with Mo Zhang, the relationship between the Four Lords and him was not that good.

Facing Shang Yanjun's anger, he smiled mockingly and said, "I just said don't try to wake up Mo Zhang. Just let him stay underground and slowly wake up. That guy has a bad temper. Once he wakes up, he will cause trouble everywhere. It’s difficult to get him to wait patiently until his strength is restored, because he can’t go into a big fight as soon as he wakes up, and then be killed again.”

Lord Shang Yi ignored him.

Moody didn't take it seriously and continued: "You are usually very quiet. Except when you lose your temper, you are exactly the same as Mo Zhang. There is no other similarity between you and Mo Zhang. Although your brothers are not like Mo Zhang, they all have various quirks. .”

"Let's just say that Lord Yanshan loved to dress up like a gentleman. When he first left the Jingwei land, he entertained scholars everywhere and recited poems. In the end, he was beaten back by Cao Chonglin because of a few volumes of books. He went out again this time. I wonder what other tricks they will pull out.”

"The youngest Fu Xiaojun, he himself is not very mature. He prefers to play with people's hearts and make deals with people everywhere. He just relies on his superiority and bullies the weak. When facing the strong, he becomes a tortoise and does his best. Hiding, the one I despise the most is Him.”

"As for the third brother, Mr. Disaster..." Moody kept chattering, waiting for a long speech, but suddenly there was a hurricane on the top of the mountain. He raised his eyebrows, dodged to avoid it, and said with a smile: "I just praised you for being quiet, and then you became irritable again." Get up, it seems something has happened to Mr. Fuzhao, and he won’t listen to me talking about him anymore.”

"It's just that I'm very curious. The people over there don't know you very well, so they are even more wary. I guess that your moral conduct may not be weaker than Mo Zhang's. In addition, they know the feelings of the four brothers, so whether it is Yanshan Jun or Fu Mr. Mandrill, those people are just controlling and will not kill easily."

Moody said with confusion on his face: "What can happen to Mr. Fuzhao? If you are so angry, he will be killed, right? Who is so brave? Could it be that guys like Cao Chonglin or Pei Jingshi have already claimed to be superior to me? After waiting, you don’t have to worry anymore?”

Lord Shang Yi was silent for a moment and said in a cold voice: "They are connected to me by heart and blood. Whenever something happens, I will know about it immediately even if I am in Jingwei, and I can even see some fragmented pictures, but I can only perceive four My brother died, but I didn’t see anything. The person who killed him is extraordinary.”

Moody was surprised, scratched his head and said: "In other words, you have no way to take revenge? After all, you can't even figure out who killed Fu Xiaojun. You should have listened to me in the first place and let those few The little guy stayed in the Jingwei land honestly, why did he rush to wake up Mo Zhang, and after so many years of planning, he finally lost his brother."

As soon as he finished speaking, he said with relief: "I understand, you are so eager to wake up Mo Zhang because of the matter of Mr. Huosang's boy. In fact, it is completely unnecessary. Your father and I don't have a good deal with you. What does it have to do with it? After all, I watched you grow up. If you ask me for help, why should I not respond? "

Shang Yijun said solemnly: "Then I ask you for help now, what do you think?"

He said with a mocking smile: "You are a bit unreasonable. In the early years, it was okay. I could solve the problem casually, but now the situation is completely different. I feel that I have no chance of winning and may lose my life. How can I respond to this matter?"

Shang Yijun said coldly: "That's nice to say. Even if I really asked you for help back then, you might have other excuses. You really think I am a three-year-old child!"

Moody shook his head, raised the wine bottle in his hand, shook it, and said, "I brewed this wine myself, why not drink some and forget your sorrow for the time being."

Shang Yijun responded with one word, "Get out!"

"Okay." Moody took a sip from the spout and sighed: "I just caught the opportunity to leave the Jingwei land temporarily. With my way of doing things, the rules here will soon notice my absence, so Drag me back, but I can help bring back the bones of Mr. Fu, if his bones are still there."

Shang Yijun was silent.

Mojie turned around and left, waving his hands and saying, "Don't thank me, after all, I might come back empty-handed."

Watching the mocking figure disappear into the barren mountain, the eyes of the stone statue of Shang Yijun flickered, and he murmured to himself: "Maybe I should listen to you, otherwise I wouldn't let the third and fourth brothers suffer disaster and be trapped in this place all the time. In the land of Jingwei, no matter how good I am, what can I do?"