Simultaneous travel: I am rampant in the domestic area

Russell's body trembled and swayed, the blood surging within him like a rushing river and a roaring tide, his momentum boundless and powerful, causing Ye Liuyun to stagger back several steps. He threw a single punch, and with a thunderous boom, the fist imprint was both round and square, like a giant hammer striking.

As Ye Liuyun retreated, he also raised his hand and struck with a palm, creating a cloud-like mist effect to meet the punch.

With just that one punch, he felt an incomprehensible force rushing towards him.

His expression changed, and his powerful inner energy burst like a bubble, sending him flying backward. He barely managed to regain his footing in mid-air and land back on the ground.

Russell has always been ruthless when he gains power, so if Ye Liuyun dares to ambush him, he should be prepared to be beaten to death.

He took a step forward with an indifferent expression. With a loud bang, the air around him seemed to solidify into a solid mass, which was shattered by Russell's impact. Amidst the rolling sound waves, he instantly traversed nearly ten feet and slammed down with a heavy punch.

In a daze, Ye Liuyun looked at the guy rushing towards him and had a strange feeling that the person in front of him seemed to be a combination of Wu Zhu and Emperor Qing.

It combines the strength of the physical body with the domineering power of true qi.

A deafening roar, like the cry of a dragon and the howl of a tiger, erupted from Ye Liuyun's body.

That was the sound of true qi flowing rapidly through the meridians, the sound of muscles and bones rubbing together, and the peristalsis and vibration of various organs and viscera.

In an instant, an invisible force surrounded Ye Liuyun, and the more anxious he was, the slower his movements became.

He slowly raised his hand, as gently as if brushing the surface of water, and a gust of wind, almost visible to the naked eye, gathered around him as he gently touched his arm, and he took Russell's punch head-on.

Just then, the master in plain clothes arrived. His indifferent eyes showed no killing intent, but all he did was commit acts of slaughter.

With one hand aimed straight at Russell's lower back, Russell didn't even turn his head. He flipped his wrist and grabbed Ye Liuyun's wrist, rooted himself to the ground, twisted his waist, and used Ye Liuyun as a human shot put, slamming him heavily towards the master in plain clothes.

The master in plain clothes suddenly bent his left leg and stepped back with his right foot, diving backward in a completely incomprehensible way to dissipate the force.

Ye Liuyun also twisted her waist in the air and landed steadily again.

Without saying a word, he glanced back at Ku He, Emperor Qing, and Si Gu Jian, who were now at a standstill, and then continued his fierce attack on Russell.

The five fingers struck out fiercely, but before they were even halfway out, they were quickly pulled back.

With this push and pull, the entire island in the middle of the lake was instantly thrown into chaos, with the air currents raging like a raging storm.

The large, rough hand suddenly clenched, as if grasping the raging winds in its palm, and then pushed out again.

The Flowing Clouds Hand technique combines softness and strength; this is the strength beneath the softness.

With this palm strike, mountains roared and seas surged.

It was as if all the vital energy of heaven and earth in the entire Ming'an Township was pressing down on Russell at this moment.

Russell's lips curled into a smile as the voice of the heart of all things entered his ears, which he found utterly laughable.

Indeed, the world is a dangerous place, and people's hearts are unpredictable. Relationships between people are always filled with deceit and treachery.

His entire body trembled, and a thunderous roar resounded. He took a step forward, and an invisible force rose up as if it were a tangible force, seemingly sweeping away even the clouds. His vast aura spread instantly, like a raging storm.

With a single punch, a thick, bloodthirsty aura surged forth, as if the clash of swords and the charge of thousands of cavalry had reappeared.

The moment mortal ambition collides with the power of heaven and earth, the earth shakes and mountains tremble.

The onlookers on the lakeside felt as if they were witnessing a battle of gods. The mere clash of these two powerful forces caused all the warhorses present to lie prostrate on the ground.

Just as the smoke and dust billowed up and Ye Liuyun's body exploded into a bloody mist and flew backward, the figure in plain clothes, ignoring the characteristics of true qi, stealthily moved behind Russell like a ghost, spread his five fingers, and went straight for Russell's crown.

Logically speaking, as long as you are a carbon-based life form, you must follow the basic laws of physics.

Such a level of energy mobilization, such a fierce collision, is something that flesh and blood could never withstand.

Even if the mind can react, the body, under such excessive strain, cannot effectively execute the instructions given by the mind immediately.

The people present were all masters, and they all understood this principle.

Russell, however, seemed to completely defy the theory they followed. Without any hesitation, he stepped back, gathered his strength, clenched his fist, and charged forward with great force.

The punch landed heavily on the master's jaw.

If it were an ordinary person, whether they were a first-rank or ninth-rank official, their head would explode like a watermelon if they were hit by this punch.

The attack only sent the robot flying. After landing on the ground, it remained stunned for a few moments before turning its head and standing up again. It did not show any signs of slowing down, but then remained motionless, as if waiting for the system to restart.

Russell shook his hand, about to continue his pursuit of the master in plain clothes, when a force of heaven and earth descended from the sky and enveloped him completely.

At the same time, endless sword energy swept down from the sky, enveloping Russell. The ground beneath his feet was blasted into bottomless black holes by the scattered sword energy. When the sword energy stopped, Russell's vision blurred and his ears rang. Emperor Qing's figure had already appeared.

Surrounded by fierce winds, the fist imprint crashed down with a thunderous roar.

In an instant, the three forces that had been fighting each other merged together, supporting Emperor Qing as he slammed down on Russell.

The omnipresent air was violently compressed by pure force, creating what seemed to be a vacuum zone beneath the fist imprint.

In response to the punch, Russell pointed a finger.

The surging true energy surged like a torrent across the sky, and the immense power collided with a deafening roar.

At the center of their clash, the air rippled like the surface of water, and a fierce gust of wind howled and rushed in all directions.

The already chaotic ground shook violently again, and the ground beneath Russell's feet collapsed, exposing the soil which tumbled and scattered.

It looked like a rain of mud and stones falling from the sky.

The shore was now completely boiling over.

The battlefield underwent several dramatic changes in just a few breaths.

First, Ye Liuyun suddenly betrayed him and launched a sneak attack on Russell. Then, Russell was incredibly brave and invincible, taking on two opponents at once and gaining the upper hand. Now, the situation has changed again. The Emperor Qing, Ku He, and Si Gu Jian, who were fighting to the death before, have now joined forces for the first time and attacked Russell together.

At Yunxiu Manor, Fan Xian sat on the rooftop with Lin Wan'er, gazing into the distance with a furrowed brow.

"But what misunderstanding has occurred?" Lin Wan'er gripped Fan Xian's hand and asked.

She is now married to Fan Xian and is a member of the Fan family.

Regardless of whether it's the Fan family, the Lin family, or the Supervisory Council, they are all plotting a world-shaking event.

The success or failure of this momentous event hinges on whether Russell can assassinate Emperor Qing today. Success means ruling the world; failure means utter ruin. There is no turning back for any of them.

"It's not a misunderstanding, it's fear." Fan Xian knew this clearly in his heart.

Russell's overwhelming dominance over Ye Liuyun and the Grandmaster in Plain Clothes made the others uneasy.

A Grandmaster is someone who can decide the fate of a nation with his own power. If another person appears who even a Grandmaster cannot control, wouldn't he be able to dominate the fate of the world all by himself?
Therefore, from the moment Russell easily won, the core point of the conflict changed.

They can tolerate a fellow traveler, but not a god who stands in the sky.

On the island in the middle of the lake, as the smoke and dust dissipated, Russell stood alone, with a line of martial arts masters standing in front of him.

At this moment, Ye Liuyun seemed to have aged decades.

Russell had destroyed all the acupoints in his body, leaving him with only two choices: either withdraw from the battlefield and fall to the Grandmaster level after recovering from his injuries, or fight to the death as a Grandmaster while his true energy was still intact. However, if he did that, he would die regardless of whether he won or lost the battle.

And it seems that he chose the latter.

"Mr. Ye, aren't you going to back down?" Russell asked, his black silk robe fluttering as he looked in Ye Liuyun's direction.

Ye Liuyun shook his head.

He knew perfectly well that if he couldn't eliminate Russell today, he would have nothing left to keep him in check in the future.

Russell then looked at Ku He and Si Gu Jian: "You two are also like this. How could you turn your backs so suddenly? We had agreed on everything before."

"What's the point of saying all this now?" Si Gu Jian said, holding an iron sword, his killing intent surging.

Neither Ku He nor Emperor Qing spoke, but their expressions were more solemn than ever before.

Russell sighed. What was originally a matter of killing only two people might now require him to go on a killing spree.

Although the sword energy from Si Gu Jian was blocked by his flesh and bones, his green robe was inevitably torn into tattered strips. He simply ripped off the robe, revealing his strong body underneath.

The heartbeat gradually quickened, and with each pump, the blood flowed more and more violently.

It was Si Gu Jian who made the first move.

Like his sword intent, he is single-minded and relentless; once he sets his mind on something, there is no possibility of retreating.

As the sword light flickered, dust billowed and a streak of light sliced ​​through the air, instantly covering dozens of feet. The sword was drawn silently, as if even the sonic boom had been left far behind.

Only the line cut by the sword's gleam remained, like a vacuum, slowly lingering.

The experts watching the battle felt a chill in their hearts, realizing that being on the opposite side and facing this sword meant certain death.

But then there was a clang.

Everyone's hearts skipped a beat as Russell caught the tip of Si Gu Jian's sword between two fingers.

Si Gu Jian's eyes narrowed slightly, as if a sword had pierced a mountain. The surging internal energy sword light was instantly swallowed up and crushed, and the trembling longsword almost bent over.

In fact, his sword could even pierce through a mountain with a single strike, but at this moment it could not pass over these two fingers.

"If you don't come, I'm leaving!" With just one collision, he realized what kind of monster this young man was and immediately roared.

Ye Liuyun was determined to die, and almost the instant Si Gu Jian finished speaking, he was already beside Russell.

Correspondingly, a dying person will not hesitate to use their power.

He inflated like a balloon, and with a thunderous burst, he raised his hand and struck out with a palm.

Russell retaliated with a punch.

The difference between humans and machines is that machines have a constant combat power, while humans can be timid because of fear, be violent because of anger, and unleash power beyond their own limits because of faith.

Ye Liuyun was in this state at the moment.

The moment they made contact, Russell felt his fist being tightly enveloped by a viscous, almost tangible, liquid.

This fluid-like substance was transported into the meridians of his body through his pores, but was blocked by flesh and blood under the sebum layer.

Russell frowned. In the end, he was only a Grandmaster, just with high stats. This kind of reckless fighting style really gave him a headache. He had no choice but to release the tip of the Four-Looking Sword, turn his body to the side, and press his right hand on his left hand, forcing Ye Liuyun back while he himself retreated rapidly.

Emperor Qing and Ku He naturally wouldn't just stand by and watch. The moment Russell landed, Emperor Qing flashed in front of him, raised his fist, and slammed it down like a giant axe splitting a mountain, with even greater force than before.

Ku He came to Russell's side, his left hand flicked its five fingers like a lotus flower blooming, then closed again.

Unlike Emperor Qing, who used his domineering power to suppress everything, Ku He's actions were equivalent to merging himself into the world, with every move he made representing the oppression of the world on him.

With this grab and slap, the space within a radius of several feet seemed to be grasped in the palm of the hand, emitting bursts of thunderous explosions.

Therefore, Russell first felt a strong sense of rejection and was momentarily disconnected from his surroundings. In that instant, a pale fist as heavy as a mountain appeared before him.

boom!
The punch landed squarely on Russell's forehead, causing Russell to lean back and bend at the waist, momentarily losing his senses. Just as Emperor Qing was about to seize this rare opportunity to finish him off in one combo, Russell sprang back with a speed far exceeding the bending motion, delivering a headbutt.

The headbutt struck Emperor Qing squarely on the forehead. In his haste, Emperor Qing gathered his true energy at the forehead, and then floated away as if his entire body had disappeared. In a daze, everything in the world vanished, leaving only countless golden stars shimmering in the sky.

When he regained consciousness, the master in plain clothes, who had successfully restarted his body, had already grabbed him by the back of his collar and taken him away from the battlefield.

At this time, Si Gu Jian, Ku He, and Ye Liuyun were still fighting against Russell.

Among the three, Ye Liuyun was the leader, while the other two were his assistants, each using their own sword techniques and mental cultivation methods to create opportunities for the former.

The combined power of the three grandmasters could probably overthrow an empire in an instant, but even so, they could only barely hold on against Russell's fist.

But it's clear to anyone with eyes that Ye Liuyun has run out of steam.

Human strength has its limits, let alone Ye Liuyun, who is a sieve that leaks air from head to toe.

Under Russell's powerful blows, he wouldn't last more than a few breaths before he was completely exhausted.

For the first time in over thirty years, Emperor Qing felt a sense of regret.

Whether it was plotting to assassinate Ye Qingmei or anything else, he might have felt regret, but he never had any remorse.

This time was different, though. If he could go back to the day Ye Zhong reported this to him, he would definitely take action himself and kill Russell on the spot, who hadn't yet reached this level. (End of Chapter)