Starting with the divine power of the Great Vajra, he traversed the heavens.

Chapter 469 Dragon Vein, where did such a huge dragon vein go?

With the dragon vein in hand, the fat emperor rushed out of Yangzhou City, his figure as swift as smoke and clouds, with Zidian Jinglei and his subordinates following closely behind.

Touching the spine in the package, the fat emperor's eyes darkened, and he thought to himself, "Legend has it that the Yellow Emperor was the incarnation of a dragon, and the dragon vein was formed from the essence of his life force. As long as the dragon vein exists, the land will be at peace."

"But!" the fat emperor couldn't help but shout, "Now that we have the dragon vein in our hands, if we destroy it, the downfall of the Divine Land will be just around the corner!"

The more he thought about it, the more pleased he became, and he couldn't help but burst into laughter.

Before the laughter had even subsided, a cold snort rang out: "Emperor, you're celebrating too soon!"

Ga?
The fat emperor shuddered, stopped in his tracks, turned his head and laughed, "Bu Jingyun, you really went to great lengths, actually catching up with us in one go!"

But Bu Jingyun stood on a tree branch ten feet away, surrounded by clouds, and said coldly, "Hand over the dragon vein!"

The fat emperor laughed heartily, his eyes full of mockery: "You think you can take it from me all by yourself?"

Bu Jingyun roared, "Then let's try!" In the blink of an eye, he was in front of the fat emperor. His peerless sword slashed and parried with perfect timing and exquisite skill.

"Dang Dang Dang~!"

However, the two elders, Zidian and Jinglei, blocked his way, their four hands bursting with energy, breaking through his attacks one after another, and fighting against Hanfeng with equal strength.

In an instant, Bu Jingyun had unleashed twenty-seven sword strikes, including "Yun Ten Swords," "Sword Twenty-Two," and "Mysterious Sword Technique," but all of them were unexpectedly broken by those two pairs of fleshy palms.

As the figures moved about in the arena, Bu Jingyun and his two companions wielded swords and threw punches, engaging in a fierce battle that unfolded like a revolving lantern.

The fat emperor said coldly, "Go and help the two elders!"

"Hey!"

His men all nodded, drew their Japanese swords, and leaped forward in a flurry of motion.

Shouts and clashes erupted, the sound of weapons clashing shook the heavens and the earth. Facing the encirclement, Bu Jingyun retreated and maneuvered, his swordsmanship interspersed with the Cloud-Dispelling Palm technique, blocking in front and behind with great ferocity.

The fat emperor watched as Bu Jingyun remained calm and composed, each of his sword strikes swift as lightning, seemingly aimless and without any discernible form. Such swordsmanship was not only unpredictable in its feints and realism, but also elusive in its form and spirit.

Although he himself was highly skilled in martial arts, he knew he could hardly reach this level, and couldn't help but be secretly surprised:
"Bu Jingyun's martial arts have improved rapidly, especially his swordsmanship, which is so fast that it's dazzling. Now, it takes Zidian, Jinglei, and many other masters to hold him off. If we give him more time, I'm afraid we'll be powerless to fight back!"

Thinking of this, the fat emperor was both angry and anxious. He shouted, "Kill him! Kill him!" and turned to run away.

He ran hundreds of feet in a flash, and before he could catch his breath, he suddenly felt a strong wind coming from his side. Startled, he turned around and struck out with a palm.

"Well!"

A muffled groan came from behind, the voice sweet and delicate, it was a woman.

The fat emperor glanced to the side and saw a beautiful woman holding a knife, blood trickling from the corner of her mouth, glaring at him fiercely.

"Who are you?"

The woman's face turned ashen, and she shouted, "I am the Second Dream! You control the wind to seize the dragon vein, yet you don't know me?" She unleashed nine consecutive slashes, each one fueled by rage and possessing immense power.

The fat emperor reacted quickly, dodging the blade and striking back with a palm strike that missed its target.

Second Dream sensed an incredibly powerful palm strike and quickly ducked to dodge it.

The fat emperor slapped him twice more, then sneered, "You're Second Dream? And who's in the restaurant?"

Second Dream was forced into a state of unbearable pain by the opponent's unparalleled palm force. Her muscles and bones ached, and her forehead was covered in sweat. She wanted to answer but couldn't open her mouth at all.

The fat emperor laughed heartily, then suddenly raised his left hand, channeling two forces into his palm and sending them forth.

Before Di Ermeng could even stand up straight, she felt herself being pulled into a huge vortex. She couldn't help but groan in pain and fell backward.

The fat emperor sneered, "With such poor martial arts skills, you're courting death!" He then prepared to kill her with a single blow.

Just then, a furious roar suddenly came from afar.

The roar was like a thunderclap from a clear sky, rising suddenly and growing louder in mid-air, carrying far and wide, even causing the leaves of the surrounding trees to rustle and fly up.

The fat emperor was so shocked that his heart pounded, and he almost couldn't stand. His hand paused involuntarily. He turned his head to look in the direction of the whistling sound, his heart filled with doubt and surprise: "Who is it? How can they possess such power!"

As the smoke and dust billowed, the howling sound grew ever closer, like an explosion or a collapse, terrifying the heart and soul.

The fat emperor snorted coldly, lowered his hand, and laughed at the Second Dream who was lying on the ground: "Consider yourself lucky!" With a flick of his sleeve, he transformed into a streak of light and fled into the forest.

"What a terrifying aura!"

Pang Tian exerted all his strength in his lightness skill, but a heavy weight pressed on his heart. He was conflicted, his gaze shifting uncertainly. "I never expected there to be such a master in the Central Plains."

"Huh?" He realized something was off. "That person's voice... it sounds so much like Nie Feng's!"

"If he is Nie Feng, then who is that person in the restaurant?!"

Squeak! The fat emperor suddenly stopped, dust rising from his feet, his face turning deathly pale: "The only person in the world who looks exactly like Nie Feng is 'Knife Emperor' Li Ding'an! That round-faced girl in red is not Second Dream, but Ren Hongxiu!"

"Damn it, why did the 'Three Villains' let me go?"

While he was lost in thought, he didn't notice a streak of dark light silently flying out, as fast as lightning, and smashing towards the back of his head.

"boom!"

Given his strength, he wouldn't have fallen for the attack so easily. The strange thing is that he was distracted and the attacker was incredibly strong, hitting him with a single blow.

The fat emperor suddenly felt dizzy and swayed, and subconsciously looked back.

The leaves rustled and rustled, and then, with a series of soft pops, three dark figures darted out!
With a thunderous bray, "Ham!" it stretched out its hind legs and charged forward.

boom!
The fat emperor, with his ball-shaped belly loined out, coughed up a mouthful of blood and flew backward like a cannonball.

That wasn't all. A fishy smell came from above, and then a fat tiger pounced on them.

With a thud, he was intercepted mid-air and slammed to the ground!
With a series of "snap" sounds, the fat tiger twisted its waist and stuck out its rear end, rubbed against something a couple of times, and then darted away.

Before the fat emperor could recover, he heard a "whimper" and a chubby panda, holding a fishing rod in its paws, lashed out with a whoosh.

Click!

The fat emperor didn't even utter a sound before his head was smashed open.

The white donkey, the fat tiger, and the panda stared blankly at each other.

The panda was clever; it immediately ran to the Japanese soldier's side with a "thump thump," grabbed the package off his back with one paw, and opened it to take a look.

His jade-like spine was exposed, and his bear eyes narrowed instantly.

It smiled!
Fat Tiger, the dog, crept up to the panda, rubbing his head against the panda's body and drooling incessantly.

Gun Gun looked disgusted and said, "Waaah!"

(You're a tiger, not a dog!)
Gian: "Woof!"

GunGun: (●￣()￣●)
The white donkey couldn't stand it any longer. It stepped forward, tossed its head up, and launched the fat tiger into the air. With a flick of its hind legs, the tiger was sent flying more than ten feet away, crashing down and kicking up a cloud of dust.

"Roar~" Fat Tiger immediately got up, shrank back and darted into the forest.

The white donkey glanced at it sideways, its steps small but quick, taking five or six steps at a time, and suddenly it darted in front of Fat Tiger.

Fat Tiger was so frightened that his fur stood on end. He leaped three or four meters into the air, flailing his limbs wildly, trying to climb the tree.

Just then, two more "whimpering" sounds were heard, and Gun Gun, carrying a bundle on his back, cried out.

Fat Tiger hurriedly ran over, his fat body swaying in the wind.

The white donkey snorted dismissively and followed.

In the blink of an eye, the three beasts disappeared into the forest.

Before long, two black dots appeared at the horizon, growing larger and larger until their features became clear. They were Hongxiu and Ding'an, but their expressions were strange, and their approach was incredibly fast.

"Oh no? The dragon vein has been stolen?" Hongxiu screamed in despair.

She schemed for a long time to have the fat emperor seize the dragon vein, all to divert trouble eastward so that she could be the mantis stalking the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind.

but now.

The dragon vein was stolen?
"Tsk tsk! His intestines are ruptured, all his bones are broken, and his head has been hit twice with a stick." Ding An bent down to look at the Emperor's wounds and clicked his tongue. "He really went all out."

Hongxiu blinked: "He was knocked unconscious?" She frowned and said with distress, "That fatso isn't much of a person, but his martial arts are quite good. Who in the Central Plains could kill him with two blows?"

The two sighed deeply. They had painstakingly planned and schemed for so long, only to have it all fall apart. They could only spit angrily and leave quickly.

It only takes a moment, one step before the other.

Bu Jingyun, covered in wounds, floated down.

He had just fought a fierce battle with Zidian, Jinglei, and others when Nie Feng suddenly went berserk and came at him. The two brothers combined their swords and killed the enemies as easily as cutting melons and vegetables.

Nie Feng ignored him, rushed out, picked up the unconscious Second Dream, and ran away.

Unable to catch up, Bu Jingyun came to find the Fat Emperor.

But when they arrived at this place, all they saw was a fat corpse with its skull shattered and brain matter and blood splattered all over the ground!

Bu Jingyun frowned and glared angrily, saying, "Is there someone else lurking in the shadows?"

(End of this chapter)