I come to see Bai Yujing today

Chapter 231 Behead! Behead!
The black figure wrapped in a coat, full of blood and energy, but without any aura showing, was too tall.

The nine-foot-tall figure standing in front of Wang Que was like a mountain.

At this moment, Wang Que, who was in the Xuan Chi realm, had no power to resist at all and had his head chopped off by the black figure.

Blood continued to spurt out from the broken neck.

However, the blood on the black figure melted it into smoke and dust and dissipated into the void.

Wang Que's soul flew out of the mysterious pool and wanted to escape.

The black figure casually stretched out his hand, and Wang Que's soul was like a mosquito, which was easily caught in his hand.

"Tianque!"

Wang Que, who could sit opposite a state governor and even dared to threaten him verbally, was now extremely frightened.

His spirit was dispersing, and he could clearly see that the black figure was casually holding three heads in his left hand.

His spoiled son and two guests from Yuque.

Even the black figure's left hand stroked the void again, and his own head fell into his hands!
"Chen Zhian?"

That young voice still echoed in Wang Que's ears.

The reputation of this talented poet and painter Xuan Tianjing has long been known throughout the world. His name was prominently displayed on the Young Tiger Monument a few days ago, making it clear that everyone in Dayu knows the name Chen Zhian!

Wang Que naturally knew it too.

I also know that... Chen Zhian wants to take the seal!

But he never imagined that Chen Zhian's seal trial would actually choose his own head!
Without the support of the body, Wang Que's soul was in extreme pain and gradually dissipated.

He was about to beg for mercy in the hope of saving his life.

Then a gleam of light flashed in the black-clothed man's eyes, and he turned around and looked towards the bamboo forest.

In the bamboo forest, eight hundred bamboos with blood-red veins stand tall.

But the soil beneath the bamboo is blood red.

The man in black paused for a few breaths, then suddenly exhaled and breathed, then gathered his blood and energy and blew it towards the bamboo forest.

call……

The wind whistled, blowing up a few bamboos.

The bamboo roots are coming out of the soil...

This is where the disgusting scene came from.

I saw that these bamboos were actually growing among the corpses.

The roots penetrated straight into the chest cavity of the corpse, grabbing a strange nutrient from the corpse's internal organs and growing.

This scene is really disgusting.

The light emanating from the black-clothed man's eyes dimmed.

Immediately afterwards...

Outside the woods, a dazzling sword light soared up.

Wang Que was still in a trance.

But all I saw was the man in black with his long sleeves fluttering, and he bent his knees and jumped!
In an instant, the strong blood energy turned into a storm, and then into a soaring dragon, creating ripples.

And the man in black has already leaped into the void.

The remaining spiritual energy of Wang Que flowed, and he also saw an astonishing scene from the void.

The four hundred Qinglan armored soldiers under his command had already formed a battle formation without him noticing.

There was misty green mist all around.

The true essence and blood of the four hundred soldiers merged into one, and were then continuously strengthened by this battle formation.

On the plain outside the woodland, strong winds were howling.

The Qinglan soldiers, holding spears, ran on the plain outside the woods. They seemed to be scattered everywhere, but they were connected to each other.

The fierce battle spirit is like clouds and smoke, floating in the void, containing astonishing murderous intent!
The art of battle formations has existed since ancient times!
The reason why this country's destiny is greater than that of Xuanmen is because of the existence of this battle formation method.

Gather a large army, practice precious battle formations, and tens of thousands of mediocre people will become a sword that can conquer the world with their blood and energy.

There is nothing new about aristocratic families far away from Xuantianjing raising soldiers.

It existed as early as the founding of the country.

Many emperors of Dayu also issued decrees one after another, trying to reduce the number of soldiers from the aristocratic families by various means, but in the end it was of no avail.

Just like this moment.

The surging aura emanating from the four hundred Qinglan armored warriors of the Gulan Wang family even surpasses that of many Xuanfu figures!

However, what these Qinglan warriors faced was a sharp and shining sword light and a huge Xuanbao seal as big as a mountain!

【Mountain and River Blade Skills! 】

【Mountain Seal! 】

The long sword is wielding in all directions, and the star-shaped sword energy is soaring!
Another large seal reflecting the shadow of a mountain fell from the void, crushing many Qinglans and killing several soldiers.

Wang Que was trembling with fear.

Just because he finally saw... the legendary Chen Zhian.

Chen Zhian had a calm expression as he strolled in the void.

The sword light of Beidou is extremely mysterious.

The billowing flames from the Sword Soul Beacon Tower shot straight into the sky and transformed into a sword domain.

In the beacon sword area, sword energy is rising wildly.

"Sword Soul!"

“Third-level magical power!”

Wang Que finally understood why Chen Zhian was able to stand on the fifth row of the Tiger Cubs Monument.

And when Chen Zhian's innate true energy turned into aurora, it cut off the head of a soldier.

“The sixth level of innateness…” Wang Que muttered to himself.

"Who is the person who killed me?" He did not dare to focus his gaze on the man in black who was holding him.

The surging blood was like the sun, shining on his soul, making him feel more and more painful.

But then...

A familiar divine aura suddenly flashed on the man in black.

Then the man in black who was hanging in the void suddenly fell into the Qinglan armored soldiers like a meteor!

Among the four hundred soldiers!
There was a man sitting high on a horse, holding a battle flag.

There are people holding long swords and wearing general armor. They are the eyes of the formation. Under the mysterious skills of controlling the battle formation, the true energy and spirit are like flowing in a river.

A terrifying force erupted from these Qinglan warriors.

Chen Zhian's sword light and knife intent seemed extremely weak in front of the true energy gathered by these soldiers.

When the mountain-suppressing seal fell, it could only shatter some of Qinglan's true essence and kill one or two soldiers.

Seems like a drop in the bucket.

until...

Chen Zhian used his spiritual energy to operate the "Demon Seed Codex", and the demon seed that had long since merged with the corpse of the demon master emitted billowing smoke and dust, which merged with the spiritual energy that Chen Zhian left in this puppet.

The evil puppet fell to the ground and into the Qinglan warriors!

Rumble!
The spirit is like moving mountains, and the blood is like a dragon turning over.

Chen Zhian controlled the magic puppet and threw a punch without any fancy moves.

In a moment!

The void was stained with blood, as if a fire was burning!

Under the mysterious power of the battle formation, the gathered true energy tried to block the punch of the evil puppet.

But this punch was too powerful!
As early as on Xiuba Mountain, the magic puppets had already displayed their combat power.

So it is comparable to the sky!
Although the four hundred Qinglan warriors are powerful, they are still no match for the Tianque strongmen.

So when this punch landed.

The Qinglan true essence that was floating like mist suddenly shattered.

The blood turned into a tornado, sweeping away everything around it.

The earth even cracked into pieces because of this, and a strong aura bloomed from the void and then exploded.

Rumble!
The battle flag suddenly broke.

Under the Qinglan battle formation, the profound battle skills of the four hundred Qinglan soldiers also began to show some cracks at this moment.

And Chen Zhian's sword soul beacon tower arrived quietly.

Hundreds of sword energies and weapons rushed forward, merging with the light of the Big Dipper and sweeping away.

Immediately, thirty or forty people were beheaded by Chen Zhian!

"The battle formation collapsed..."

Wang Que's soul was dim.

The man in black has already landed.

The vast blood energy blooms again.

Blood, broken limbs, flying sword energy, knife intent, and blood all merged into one at this moment.

It turned into a feast of killing!

Heads flew everywhere, blood was everywhere.

Chen Zhian held the Tiger Soul Sword in his hand and moved among these armored soldiers.

Navigating the mountains and rivers with ease, with sword shadows everywhere!
The murderous intent of the Green Emperor's sword was finally revealed at this moment.

The Yunchuan sword hangs in the air, always turning into a ray of starlight. The flashing starlight can easily take the lives of more than ten people!

If the battle formation is broken, how can these soldiers with weak cultivation levels stop Chen Zhian's killing attack?
Chen Zhian frowned.

I don't know how many lives were lost at his hands.

He seemed unwell at first.

But when the wind blew the smell of blood and mud from the bamboo forest.

When many memories of the past come flooding back.

The sharpness of Chen Zhian's Ninth Level Green Emperor's sword intent continued to rise.

His knife seemed to be faster.

Beheading is also easier.

This day.

Chen Zhian held a long knife in his hand and cut off four hundred heads! The bloody suppression and killing began with these four hundred heads...

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The thirty iron-clad warriors traveled through mountains and rivers and finally saw the forest in the distance.

only……

Li Zhongren, the Iron-clad Captain, felt his nose twitch as he looked at the woods from afar, vaguely feeling that something was wrong.

"What does this smell like?"

Tieyi Chen Hu, who had hoped to become a bandit with him not long ago, frowned, with something... unnatural in his eyes.

Li Zhongren fell silent.

Chen Hu's pupils narrowed slightly: "It must be that Wang Que from the Wang family has killed too many people..."

Li Zhongren glanced at him and he immediately stopped talking.

"Don't talk nonsense. I'm just going to guard the forest. It's just official business... Why should I care too much?"

As he gave these instructions, there was suddenly more hostility in his eyes.

This Lianxiazhou...seems to be no longer clean.

Thirty iron-clad men rode their horses, getting closer and closer to the woods.

The pungent smell of blood became stronger and stronger.

"What's going on? Zhao Sheng, the last time you came to deliver a letter, was there such a strong smell of blood?"

Chen Hu turned around and asked.

A young man in iron armor stepped forward and reported, shaking his head.

"There wasn't any blood last time, so this smell of blood is new?"

"And...what about the soldiers stationed in front of the forest?"

Chen Hu muttered to himself.

Li Zhongren stopped his horse, lowered his head to think for a while, then suddenly turned around and lightly tapped the heads of two or three people.

"The others wait here, let's go in and check it out."

Several people rode their horses to the front of the forest, dismounted and walked.

This forest is quite large, winding and deep. Many years ago, there were people who entered the forest and were unable to get out, and some died in it.

But these people are the Iron Armored Ones from the Lotus Mansion, and their cultivation is extraordinary.

The leader is at the innate realm, so naturally he would not be afraid of a forest.

But when they went deeper into the woods, they saw certain scenes from afar.

Captain Li Zhongren couldn't help but tremble.

Chen Hu, who wanted to escape from the Lotus Mansion and become a bandit, had dilated pupils and his blood rushed to his head, making his body a little unstable.

The other two Iron-clad warriors collapsed to the ground, screaming out loud!
Just because the scene before my eyes was too horrifying.

But all I saw were many bamboos with blood-red lines being cut off and stabbed into the ground.

And on every few bamboos, there is a human head.

The bloody smell came from these heads.

"It's those Qinglan soldiers!"

Chen Hu muttered to himself.

Li Zhongren stood there, not knowing how to react.

"Look... that's... Wang Que from the Wang family!"

Zhao Sheng, who had delivered the letter before, suddenly pointed to the tallest bamboo.

Li Zhongren's body trembled and he looked up.

There indeed was a head there with its eyes wide open, as if it died with its eyes open!

"Four hundred soldiers!"

"Wang family member!"

"Even the bamboos that the Wang family regarded as treasures were cut down... Who on earth could have done such a thing..."

Li Zhongren was breathing rapidly.

At this moment, Chen Hu walked forward and looked at a bamboo.

There were several lines of text clearly engraved on the bamboo.

“The law of nature is clear, there is only karma.

The Gulan Wang family used human lives to refine the mysterious treasure, which is a monstrous act! "

"Today, Chen Zhian from Sunan Prefecture has come here on the orders of the Saint to kill the evildoers and slay the demons!"

Just a few lines of text.

A golden light burst out from Chen Hu's eyes!

"Chen Zhian?"

"Refining treasures with human lives?"

Chen Hu walked past the blood-colored bamboos and looked forward.

But I saw a clearing in the woods not far away.

A tomb and a tombstone were built on the open space.

Someone carved words on the tombstone with a sword.

"There are three to four thousand dry bones, many of which have been broken and cannot be found."

"Today I bury the bones here and offer the head as a sacrifice."

The light in Chen Hu's eyes disappeared.

Three or four thousand dried bones?

He looked around and suddenly remembered...

It seems that the Wang family has more than one treasure refining place in Lianxiazhou...

"Damn it... he deserves to die!"

"The prefect is actually an accomplice to the evildoer..."

Chen Hu was indignant and suddenly looked at Li Zhongren behind him.

Li Zhongren remained silent.

Chen Hu took off the iron badge from his waist and held it in his hand.

Li Zhongren remained silent...until a few breaths later, he slowly nodded.

"My Lord... the world is cruel, and I don't want to be an accomplice to the evil.

It happened that I was alone, without any other people or things to bother me, so I went to look for General Fox early.

If you are interested, you can send a letter and come to Wohuang Hill to find me!"

Chen Hu saluted him with a fist, with reluctance in his eyes. After taking a look at the other two iron-clad brothers with tears in their eyes, he turned around resolutely.

"This Lord Chen Zhian is willing to expose the dirty deeds of the noble family. When I go to Wohuang Hill, I will make this matter public!"

Chen Hu left.

Li Zhongren stood here for several breaths before taking a deep breath.

"Return to Sunan Prefecture."

He left first.

And deeper into the woods.

Chen Zhian stood on a big tree, looking at the resolute-looking man and the iron-clad centurion going their separate ways from afar.

"Wo Huang Qiu?"

A thought passed through Chen Zhian and fell into the jade pendant.

The spiritual energy of Xuan Zi in the jade pendant was trembling, but no one knew why.

The green-clothed guest replied respectfully, "Wohuangqiu is a group of mountain bandits who live in Wohuangqiu, a rare and dangerous place in Lianxiazhou.

"He is ruled by a monster who calls himself General Fox. He has two thousand soldiers under his command. He is the most powerful bandit in Lianxia Prefecture and even in two or three surrounding prefectures."

"but……"

The green-clothed doorman hesitated for a moment, and then said, "According to Wang Que, General Hu led his men to attack the Wang family's weapon refining place several times, which angered the Gulan Prefecture. They wanted to mobilize the strong men from the surrounding prefectures to wipe out this group of bandits in one fell swoop, but I don't know what happened."

Chen Zhian nodded slightly.

"Is this General Fox like Lord Jiaoxiang of Western Penglai and many other generals, always talking about the people of the world, but in fact he is still practicing evil magic."

He thought in his mind.

Chi Xuanzi’s divine aura surged in.

"This world has fallen into evil... There is no hope."

His tone was low, and the struggle in his words became stronger.

Chen Zhian nodded: "Most of the noble families in the world are of this character... But... When I think about it carefully, among so many things involving demons and ghosts, it is the Yan family, one of the six families of Dayu, that has disappeared without a trace."

Chi Xuanzi was silent for a few moments, then argued, "My Daoxuan Sect also has no method of blood and flesh sacrifice..."

Chen Zhian smiled.

A strong wind blew, blowing his clothes.

Chi Xuanzi sensed that Chen Zhian's cultivation had improved again. He was afraid that in two or three days, he would be able to break through the seventh level of the innate realm, merge all the innate energies into one, and enter innate perfection.

With Chen Zhian's background...it would be a natural thing for him to enter the Yuque realm.

"Where are you going next?" Chi Xuanzi asked, impressed by Chen Zhian's great talent.

"The news hasn't spread yet... I have no way out. Now that I have drawn my sword, I must chop off more heads."

Chen Zhian's eyes were firm.

I don't know if it was for revenge, or for those people who were planted alive in the soil and had blood bamboos growing on their bodies.

Perhaps he had both a violent desire for revenge and compassion left over from his previous life.

Chen Zhian stroked the long sword at his waist, turned around and looked at Lian Xiahe.

More than a hundred miles away.

The Chu family merchant ship arrived, and the eyes of thousands of refugees on the river bank were full of hope.

Someone bowed his head and said to his child, "Don't cry, my son. Go to the South China Sea and do some work... and everything will be fine."

"You can eat enough and survive."

(End of this chapter)