Yamafu Military Affairs

Chapter 531 Overlord Corpse
Da Da Da~
The faint sound of horse hooves came from far away and gradually became clearer, like gongs and drums beating on people's hearts. Qin Huai looked back and saw a burly and majestic red figure roaring loudly rushing from the east with raging flames. Everything it passed was burned by the flames and blown away like embers.

【Ba Shi】: Xiang Yu, the Overlord of Western Chu, committed suicide at Wujiang River. His soul returned to the netherworld and was trapped in the incorruptible corpse of the underworld. A few days ago, he was resurrected by a mysterious person to participate in the 81 fights. However, because Xiang Yu's soul had already been reincarnated as Yang Xuangan, this soulless corpse of the Overlord only has the most basic spiritual wisdom. He can only search for the soul of the Overlord according to the intuition of the netherworld. Along the way, he wields the thunder knife and wreaks havoc in the world of the living, vowing to find back everything he has lost.

Note: Yu’s bravery is unparalleled throughout the ages!

Following the Western Chu Overlord were hundreds of ferocious warriors wearing bronze armor. Their hideous, ugly, and half-rotten faces were clearly visible in the sea of ​​purgatory. As the bloody wind and rain of blood rolled over and spread wildly among the dilapidated buildings, the surrounding scenery seemed to change. The distorted hellfire was filled with corpses and remains, broken flags, broken swords and spears, and dirty red blood.
They were the eight hundred Jiangdong cavalrymen who broke out from Gaixia together with the Overlord Xiang Yu!
"Fuck, here comes someone even more desperate."

Qin Huai cursed angrily, and his five fingers swept through the air. The Qingwei Purple Talisman appeared, transforming into dozens of loud and exploding thunderbolts, striking the ghost army in front of him.

Lightning flashed, flames rose, but the corpse of Xiang Yu, who was being hit by the thunderbolt, seemed unaware. A layer of scorching red flames of purgatory burned on his body, making his figure look hideous and ferocious. Countless twisted and howling skull faces appeared in the hell flames, which kept colliding with the Jingzhe Dragon Thunder and offsetting it, reducing the damage suffered by the corpse.

Afterwards, the red flames of Purgatory condensed and materialized along the surface of Xiang Yuba's body, eventually turning into a tattered piece of iron armor, which made his tall body look even more majestic and terrifying.

The corpse of Xiang Yu who broke through the sea of ​​thunder waved the sword in his hand high, and the muscles all over his body seemed to be a ignited and exploding gunpowder barrel. Just an ordinary fire slash could make the air vibrate and the ground shake. His power was like a landslide, and thousands of troops rushed forward together, unstoppable.

The flash of sword and the slash of flames cut through the sky, and the space between heaven and earth was filled with strange and bright red hellfire, which was vast and boundless, burning the surrounding air violently and distorting it, with a momentum that seemed to burn the sky and destroy the earth.

"Bixuebing!"

As the words fell, tiny dots of silver light appeared in the red flames, and in an instant condensed into crystal clear ice flowers with pure coldness. As they blossomed, a red sky sword split into millions of sword shadows, as if a cold winter had suddenly arrived and the earth was covered with frost, completely isolating the red flames of purgatory from the dilapidated buildings.

The icy cold air that King Wu of Zhou, Ji Fa, unleashed with 100% of his strength was pervasive, penetrating the skin and bones, freezing the heart and lungs, and even frosting and solidifying the blood and meridians. But to the corpse of Xiang Yu, who had just returned from purgatory and suffered the burning of karma fire for thousands of years before finally mastering the [Netherworld Karma Flame], this cold air was no different from being sprinkled with water.

Wind and thunder passed through the sky, and Yan Zhan was chasing after him. The unarmed Qin Huai was not afraid of fighting. He circled his palms, and the Qi force surged and flowed smoothly, as if it was sealed and impeccable.

If Xiang Yu's corpse had soul perception at this moment, it would definitely have the illusion that the person in front of it was replaced by a smooth round ball, and all attacks were deflected and removed, making it difficult to use its strength and exert its power.

But now the King of Western Chu has a body but no soul, and has forgotten everything he has learned in his life. He only knows how to suppress others with force. He accidentally uses the Qi force to cut and break into the inner circle of Qinhuai. The thunder knife in his hand swung out several blazing and gorgeous flames, covering Qinhuai's body like a phoenix spreading its wings.

Qin Huai touched the ground with his toes, his body swaying slightly, so fast that he almost disappeared in the air. He stretched out his right arm from bottom to top, and with a palm knife he struck directly at the throat of the corpse.

For Qin Huai, who was blessed with the inheritance of Taowu and whose every move was filled with the power of [arrogance and ruthlessness] and [stubborn fighting], his fists, palms, knees, elbows, and any part of his body, after being wrapped in Qi, had amazing lethality that was not inferior to rare weapons. At this time, facing the flesh body of Tyrant Corpse, the effect was even more outstanding.

But facing Qin Huai's perfect neck-killing palm, Ba Shi, who was left with only pure instinct and terrifying intuition, did not dodge or evade, but actually hit the neck hard and chopped the thunder knife in his hand towards Qin Huai who was so close!
shuh~
Steam gushed out, a buzzing sound was heard, and the figure in front of Tyrant Corpse seemed to be pulled out of frame, becoming extremely unreal. The lightning blade swept past, but there was no real feeling of the blade penetrating flesh. However, because of the excessive force, it was thrown aside, and the body frame had flaws that should not have existed.

Then, in the dark sky and earth filled with flames and ice, a ferocious yellow-brown tiger with canine teeth in its jaws suddenly emerged. Qin Huai, who appeared behind the Tyrant Corpse, gathered his Qi and punched the Tyrant Corpse's head with a heavy punch that seemed faster than lightning.

Bang!
The tempered body of steel and iron of Xiang Yu, the King of Western Chu, was immediately knocked back by Qin Huai's angry blow, shattering countless ice prisms, and his arrogance was instantly eliminated.

At this moment, boiling clouds suddenly surged up, creating a hazy illusion like a mirage. King Wu of Zhou, Ji Fa, who had previously held the heavenly sword to protect the people, had disappeared without a trace.

The next moment, it was as if the first ray of morning light between heaven and earth penetrated the clouds and sprinkled spots of harmonious golden light, bright but not dazzling, warm but not scorching, silky yet overwhelming, reflecting ever-changing colorful rays of light in the clouds.

"Bai Yunyan! Jin Chenxi!"

Before he finished his words, the soft glow suddenly changed color and transformed into thousands of fierce and indestructible golden swords, strangling the hellish ghost army, and the mighty power of heaven directly suppressed Xiang Yu's corpse.

"Ah!!!! Broken Cauldron."

The Tyrant Corpse, who was temporarily trapped by the icy cold, let out a thundering sound and his whole body was covered with flames. In just a moment, hundreds of flame pillars burst out from the ground. The raging fire lifted him high into the sky. The dazzling fire dragon twisted, connecting the sky and the earth.

Ji Fa's mind moved, and thousands of golden swords rose up and chased after the corpse of Tyrant.

".Sinking boat!"

The golden light collides with the flame!
A fierce blade light wrapped in the red flames of purgatory came down from above, like Pangu creating the sky, and hit the spine of the giant sword formed by thousands of golden swords. The murderous intent was so overwhelming that it was suffocating.

In the distance, where Qin Huai and the other two had no time to pay attention, Yang Xuangan, whose chest was torn open by [Wu Er Da] to create a huge hole, took a long breath and finally suppressed the damage to his body caused by the [Stubborn Fighting] characteristic and the Seven Sins Spear. He struggled to get up with the help of the Hell Thunder Blade, and glared at Taowu in the distance with his electric eyes. The purple thunder internal energy gathered and dispersed, dispersed and gathered again.——
Hong Kong Island, Wan Chai food stalls.

"Xingzai, Heizai, why are there only two of you? Where is Brother Hu?"

Sitting in the hot pot stall filled with smoke was a man and two women. The handsome bespectacled man in shirt and trousers saw Hei Zai and Ah Xing rushing over with a faint smell of blood. He immediately asked with concern: "Has something happened to the neighborhood welfare association? If you need my help, don't hesitate. I have met many big guys recently, one of whom is a sir in Mong Kok."

In his early years, Siyanzai was a close friend of Heizi and Axing who grew up in the same orphanage. Later, when he grew up, he relied on his innate intelligence and eloquence, the capital saved by the Qin Xiaohu and other brothers through frugality, and the capital environment brought about by the immigration wave from Hong Kong Island. He also took advantage of the favorable conditions of mainland China's foreign trade, mixed in the financial securities industry, and made some money.

This time he invited the three brothers out for dinner, on the one hand to introduce his girlfriend and her best friend, and on the other hand to give the dividends from his first investment during this period to the three brothers to improve their lives.

"It's okay. There was just a fool who came to the neighborhood welfare association to sell drugs. Brother Hu has already taught him a lesson. Guang, you don't have to worry."

Hei Zai glanced at the two pretty girls sitting beside Si Yan Zai, paused, and continued, "As for why Brother Hu hasn't come yet, maybe he has something to do. Let's eat first and don't wait for him."

The three brothers all knew that Qin Xiaohu was an extremely punctual and trustworthy person who was almost never late. He failed to make it to the appointment, so something must have happened. However, as there was no information at all, the three brothers were confused and had no idea what to do. They had to put aside their worries about Qin Huai and call the waiter to serve the food.

The hot pot soup was soon served on the table. The red peppers were rolling in the bubbling milky white soup, which made people's appetites whet.

"This dog meat hotpot restaurant is where Li Mei brought me. It tastes really good. Let's try it."

The bespectacled boy greeted him and picked up his chopsticks, picked up a bite and put it into his mouth.

"A Guang, Li Mei is your wife, what about this beautiful girl?" After Hei Zai wolfed down a big bowl of dog meat, he stared at the fashionable and elegant urban beauty on the outermost side and asked casually.

"Sister Yue is Li Mei's best friend. I invited her this time because I wanted to introduce Brother Hu to her. After all, Brother Hu is so powerful and handsome, and he is the most popular with beautiful girls."

The bespectacled guy, who was eating hotpot with sweat on his nose, tore off a napkin and spoke casually.

"My father always said that we should get to know more people when we go out. I happened to have nothing to do tonight, so I came over to have a look."

After listening to Siyanzai's story, the urban beauty known as Sister Yue nodded and greeted Heizi and the other man. Her words and actions were very appropriate.

"A Guang is really loyal. He still remembers us brothers even after he became rich."

Xingzai gave a thumbs up and praised sincerely.

Boom! !
Thunder roared loudly, and in the northern sky facing the Wan Chai food stalls, a series of tree-branch-like lightning flashed across the sky, illuminating the dark sky and earth.

The food stall owner who was sitting on a recliner and listening to the radio opened his eyes and said in surprise, "Those observers at the observatory are getting more and more useless. Didn't we agree that it wouldn't rain today? Honey, go home and collect the clothes!"

Hei Zai and his friends, who were eating hot pot and chatting animatedly, were attracted by the rumbling thunder. They immediately turned their heads to look at the sky above Dragon City across Victoria Harbour, each with their own thoughts in their minds.

"It's over. It's going to rain heavily tonight. The cross-harbour tunnel will definitely be jammed. Ah Xing, we're probably going to get ripped off later. Let's find a place to stay in Central."

Listening to Heizi's wailing, Xingzi didn't care much. He had suffered a lot since he was a child, and he was also a martial artist with a strong physique. He didn't mind even sleeping under a bridge.

"Ah Hei, don't worry about being ripped off. Last month's dividends came out, so it's no problem to pay for a night in a hotel."

Hei Zai hummed and asked, "How much was the dividend last month? Five hundred? One thousand?"

"Three thousand!"

The bespectacled boy laughed and took out three stacks of brown paper-wrapped banknotes from his bag on the ground. He lowered his voice and said mysteriously, "I heard that the 074 shares we bought in the past six months will continue to rise, and the dividends in the future will only increase, not decrease."

Hei Zai chuckled, his eyes lit up, and he cursed with a smile: "If I had known that stock trading could make so much money, why would I sell powder? It just so happens that Brother Hu hates us for going astray. I declare that I, Hei Zai Jie, will retire from the underworld and focus on the right path from now on!"

At this moment, there was a sudden roar of a sports car coming from far away outside the food stall. The three brothers, who were quite interested in internal combustion engines, turned around and saw a red Ferrari drifting and sliding, drawing a graceful arc, and stopped right in front of the food stall.

The car door opened, and a sturdy man wearing a white fox coat, a gold watch and a pair of sunglasses on his nose got out of the car. He had a thick long cigar in his mouth. He waved his hand to push away the attentive restaurant owner who came forward, and walked straight towards the table where Hei Zaijie and his friends were.

"Ms. Zhuo, are you free tonight? Would you like to go for a ride together?"

"Brother Xin, how did you know I was eating hot pot here?"

Zhuo Yue stood up, smiled at the bespectacled man and the others, apologized, and then walked out with the powerful man.

"We are so in tune with each other. You know my abilities. Shouldn't it be easy for me to find someone?"

The powerful man laughed and tried to open the car door for Zhuo Yue in a gentlemanly manner.

"Hey, pretty girl, come over and have a drink!"

Suddenly, a young man with a lip piercing and hair standing up like a cockscomb pointed at the empty wine bottles lying on the table in front of him and started talking to Zhuo Yue.

"If it's not a coincidence today, then I won't."

Zhuo Yue still maintained her high self-control and didn't pay any attention to the gangster's approach.

"You stinky bitch! You only care about hooking up with rich men. Do you understand that in Hong Kong Island, fists are more effective than money!"

As he spoke, the young man raised his hand and grabbed a wine bottle. A few wisps of mottled, grayish-white internal energy rose up and instantly crushed the bottle into countless pieces of glass.

Zhuo Yue subconsciously dodged to the side, and the powerful man took two steps forward, blocking all the glass shards, which fell to the ground with a noise.

"You dare to scold Miss Zhuo, you are seeking death!"

The powerful man snorted coldly and raised his fist as big as a casserole. Without seeing how he moved, the man with the lip piercing, who was secretly proud of himself, suddenly felt a sharp pain in his chest. He could faintly hear a cracking sound, and then his eyes went black. He flew backwards at a high speed as if he had lost gravity, knocking over tables, chairs and benches, and getting doused with a pot of boiling hot pot.

"Boss, let him compensate for the loss, is that okay?"

The powerful man turned his wrist and saw that the companions of the man with lip stud stood up and were about to step forward. A strange purple light suddenly lit up in his eyes. These kung fu masters who were all skilled in martial arts suddenly became listless and fell back on the table as if they had lost their souls. They no longer had the will to fight.

"Let's go. There will be a big battle in Longcheng tonight. We can't miss it."

Looking at the purple and red sky in the distance, the powerful man turned around and spoke mysteriously to Zhuo Yue.

(End of this chapter)