"Do you think you have the final say? Jiang Xia, are you still worried about whether someone will come to collect your body after you die."

Before Jiang Xia could stand up from the ground, Li Bayi roared and slapped Jiang Xia with a palm. Jiang Xia twisted his head, his eyes like a sharp sword. He opened his mouth and roared wildly: "Get out!"

This sound was like thunder in his ears. Li Bayi suddenly felt that his internal organs were shattered by this sound. He flew backwards and his body slid for a long distance after landing. Li Bayi coughed suddenly, and blood oozed out of his nostrils, ears, and mouth.

He was trembling all over, lying on the ground, looking at Jiang Xia with disbelief. He didn't believe it, he really couldn't believe it. It was just a roar that could hurt him to such an extent. Could it be...

Li Bayi's whole body trembled even more severely, and a nightmare-like guess breeds in his mind. He was afraid that he would guess correctly, so he didn't dare to continue guessing in that direction. Li Bayi spitted blood and held the last breath of true energy and said to Zen Master Zhijue: "Master... if you kill him, you must kill him..."

"Namo...Amitabha." Zhijue recited the Buddha's name for a long time, and his eyes looked at Jiang Xia were full of envy. But soon, Zhijue restrained his enviousness and sighed a long time ago: "I often wonder whether the legendary extraordinary realm really exists. But it was not until today that I realized that the extraordinary realm has always been there, but I just couldn't transcendence.

As a monk, he hopes that Buddhism can be passed down through the world, which is greed. Envying the donor to enter the realm of extraordinary masters is desire. He cannot break through the world and practices half of his life in vain. I am not worthy of being a monk."

Jiang Xia was not very concerned about what Zhijue said. He asked lightly: "Master, Jiang Xia just wants to ask you, did you get my brother injured and captured?"

"Mencius does not lie, they are me." Zhijue said.

Jiang Xia nodded, clasped his hands together and bowed to him. "Master, Jiang Xia is a monk who is enlightened, so he can promise you that you will never implicate this anger in Buddhism after you die."

"The donor is great good." Zhijue was not angry at Jiang Xia's slightly arrogant words at all, but was full of gratitude for Jiang Xia's words.

Jiang Xia said, "Since that's the case, let's die." After that, Jiang Xia shook his body and even more than a dozen afterimages appeared in his whole body. In the eyes of ordinary people, Jiang Xia seemed to have become more than a dozen people. He stretched out his index finger with his right hand and pressed directly to Zhijue's eyebrows.

Zhijue opened his five fingers and wanted to resist Jiang Xia's finger. Unfortunately, after Jiang Xia's finger fell into Zhijue's palm, a true energy penetrated directly, and at the same time penetrated Zhijue's eyebrows.

Just like when Hua Zanghun died, a blood arrow popped out from the back of Zhijue's head and his body immediately fell to the ground. The difference is that Hua Zanghun had his eyes open after he died, while Zhijue closed it. This means that Hua Zanghun died too quickly and had not had time to close his eyes. Zhijue knew that he was going to die, so he closed his eyes in advance.

Seeing that Zhijue had not walked through Jiang Xia's hands, Li Bayi might not understand where he had definitely entered the realm of a super master. He forced a breath of true energy and shouted loudly: "Kill Jiang Xia, otherwise everyone will have their heads to the ground!"

After Jiang Xia killed Zhijue, he walked directly to Xiao Sha. "Brother Xiao has suffered." Bang! Jiang Xia cut off the iron hook locking Xiao Sha's pipa bone with his bare hands. Xiao Sha groaned and forced the iron hook that penetrated the pipa bone out of his body. He nodded to Jiang Xia, and behind Jiang Xia, the sound of killing sounds shook the heavens and earth.

Xiao Sha sat cross-legged on the ground and meditated, crazily recovering his true energy in his body. Jiang Xia turned around and glanced at him. The soldiers and generals who ran up all of them were frightened by his eyes and took several steps back. Jiang Xia looked at everyone indifferently and said lightly: "Since you want to take my life, Jiang Xia will let you wait today, what is the realm of a super master."

Jiang Xia opened his five fingers with his left and right hands, and he forced his two Jinyiwei to suck them over. The two were crushed by him, and then the embroidered spring knife in his hand was held in his hand.

At this moment, Xiao Sha's true energy has also recovered, and he is breaking the iron hook that penetrated the pipa bones of Zhang Meng and others. A Qianhu of the Jinyiwei shouted, "Everyone will go together, and you must not let these thieves take off their collarbone hooks!"

"Looking for death." Jiang Xia waved his hands and two embroidered spring swords flew out. Then the two embroidered spring swords actually turned in the air, cutting off the heads of the two Jinyiwei according to Jiang Xia's waving hands.

Jiang Xia rushed into the crowd, and two embroidered spring swords floated beside him. As Jiang Xia waved his arm, the embroidered spring swords flew automatically. The bloody aura continued to become rich. Where was Jiang Xia's method of killing people still a human? It was already a spell that only gods could do.

"Wow... Jiang Xia is so fierce, so fierce. Even more fierce than me Zhang Meng!" Zhang Meng, who had just escaped, didn't even even sit cross-legged and rushed into the crowd. He laughed loudly: "Finally, he can kill you so much. Little bastards, come here to die with your grandfather Zhang Meng!"

Accompanied by Qian Juexing, Bu Jinyun, Xiao Sha, Ma Yunfeng, Leng Yu, Yu Ren, Huang Feiyue, Yin Renmin, Geng Zhongqiu, Zhong Bin and others rushed into the crowd one by one. Although the Jinyiwei and Jing camp were quite large, the ones who seemed to have the upper hand were actually Jiang Xia and the others.

The key is that Jiang Xia's methods are too incredible. Can you imagine that there are more than twenty embroidered spring swords floating beside him now. Wherever the blade passes, people fall one after another.

Such one-sided killing and such a strange way of killing. Whose heart can withstand it? At this moment, the king of different surnames, wealth and honor are all fake, and they are not important to use their own lives.

Finally, the crowd began to disperse, and the empty streets of the capital were full of shouting "Help". When the crowd completely dispersed, Jiang Xia's feet were surrounded by corpses, and blood gathered at his feet, looking like a real sea of ​​corpses.

Jiang Xia waved his right hand, and more than twenty long swords floating beside him fell to the ground. He walked to the iron coffin again and carried the iron coffin to the Meridian Gate. Xiao Sha and the others followed Jiang Xia. Jiang Xia turned his head and said to Xiao Sha and the others: "You eleven people, some of you will save Mr. Yangming and others, some of you will protect the people from Xiaoyao Villa, and some of you will contact the people from the martial arts lecture hall."

"Don't we need to accompany you into the palace?" Xiao Sha asked.

Jiang Xia shook his head and unswervingly said two words: "No need!"

Xiao Sha and the others looked at each other and understood that with the strength that Jiang Xia had just shown, they did not need their company. They divided the three parts in a tacit understanding and completed the things that Jiang Xia arranged.

Jiang Xia carried the iron coffin and walked into the Meridian Gate step by step.

There will naturally be no lack of guards in the palace. From the beginning of entering the Meridian Gate, the killing that had just been suspended has continued. As Jiang Xia waved, his life was harvested instantly. No one could do what time would Jiang Xia's true energy be exhausted, and no one knew how strong Jiang Xia was.

Only Jiang Xia himself knows what kind of realm is the realm of the extraordinary master. This realm has completely separated from the scope that people can imagine. Otherwise... how can it be described as "extraordinary"?

There is a poem that says: Don’t fight against grain for men, and there is a song to listen to you. Killing one is a sin, and slaughtering ten thousand is a hero. Slaughtering nine million is a hero. The hero is a hero. The Tao is different. See through the name of benevolence and righteousness for thousands of years, but show off your hero in this life. Better reputation rather than love and not love, and killing people without punishing them. It would rather make thousands of people hate them than teach them without scolding me. Looking at the world for five thousand years, where does heroes not kill people!

One step at a time, one step at a time, one soul at a time. In this way, Jiang Xia stepped on the body to the gate of the Ganqing Palace. No one followed him behind him. Those who could walk here would either report to the Hall of Hell or were scared by him.

Jiang Xia stood outside the gate of Ganqing Palace and did not go in as soon as possible.

On the contrary, tears oozed from the corners of Jiang Xia's eyes, covered in blood. Two lines of clear tears washed the blood, and Jiang Xia bit his lower lip tightly with his teeth. His skills today could already hear that the air caused by Zhu Zaijiang's violent tremor was slightly shaken because of fear. However, Jiang Xia was heartbroken.

Let me ask, what else is there in this world that can make you feel more heartbroken than someone you consider yourself to want to kill you?

Jiang Xia remembered how hard he worked to protect Zhu Zaijiang's mother Li Feng gave birth to him, and how hard he helped him ascend the throne. This heart and emotion are not something that can be described as "I put my heart in the bright moon, but how can the bright moon shine on the ditch?"

Jiang Xia almost burst into tears. He was already an extraordinary master and knelt on one knee weakly.

Finally, Jiang Xia's eyes narrowed and he stood up. He carried the iron coffin and pushed the door into the Ganqing Palace.

In the palace, Zhu Zaijiang, wearing a dragon robe, wore a pearl crown and sat upright on the dragon throne. He wanted to try his best to maintain the emperor's dignity, but Jiang Xia's strong evil aura that killed people all the way still made him unable to control his body's tremors.

Zhu Zaijiang said to Jiang Xia in a trembling voice: "Jiang... Jiang Xia... see... see me, why don't you kneel down!"

Jiang Xia threw the iron coffin on his shoulder in front of Zhu Zaijiang, and the weight of the iron coffin directly cut off the dragon case in front of Zhu Zaijiang. Jiang Xia said directly to the iron coffin: "When Liu Jin sent someone to kill you, it was my wife's father who used his illness to delay time. It was the man in the coffin who fought against the thirty-six masters of the East Factory with one force, and then he rescued you. If it weren't for you, the man in the coffin would not die. If it were to kneel, it should be you who kneel down!"

"No! I am the son of a thousand gold, and I am the body of a thousand gold. I... I will not kneel down to anyone, I will not!"

"My minister, Wang Shouren!"

"Yan Luo!"

"My minister, Wang Ren'en!"

"Lead all civil and military officials to meet the emperor."

"Come in!" Jiang Xia responded lightly.

Wang Shouren, Yan Luo, and Wang Renen, who were still wearing prison uniforms and had no time to change them, led a group of officials into the Ganqing Palace. Wang Shouren knelt down at Jiang Xia and said, "I'm so happy to see the emperor, I wish my emperor a long life..."

“Long live long live long live long…”

The ministers shouted long live to Jiangxia Mountain, and Zhu Zaijiang suddenly collapsed. He shouted excitedly: "What are you doing! I am the emperor, I am the emperor! You! You all deserve to die. I want to kill your nine clans, I want to kill you five horses and five corpses. Hahaha...hahaha..."

Zhu Zaijiang danced in front of the Ganqing Palace, and his whole body seemed to have fallen into a state of madness. Jiang Xia walked to Zhu Zaijiang and looked at the crazy Zhu Zaijiang with heartache.

Zhu Zaijiang rolled on the ground for a long time, then suddenly stood up and looked at Jiang Xia and asked, "You...who are you?"

Jiang Xia did not answer.

Zhu Zaijiang's eyes lit up and he clapped his hands and said, "I understand, you are my father, my father! Dad, dad..."

Zhu Zaijiang held Jiang Xia's thigh and shouted: "Dad, I'm so hungry. I want to eat, I want to eat..."

"Your Majesty, please don't be ruthless. Raising a tiger is often hurt by the tiger in the end. His appearance is probably disguised." Wang Shouren said to Jiang Xia.

Jiang Xia nodded, and he reached out to help Zhu Zaijiang up and stroked Zhu Zaijiang's scattered hair for him. Jiang Xia said, "Zaijiang, the more he has, the more he cares about. The more he fights, the more he loses. Being ordinary may not be a kind of sorrow, but a kind of happiness. If you are tired, go to bed..."

Jiang Xia's right hand covered Zhu Zaijiang's head, and his true energy was spitting out slightly. Zhu Zaijiang trembled for a moment, and immediately vomited a mouthful of blood...

(End of the book)

Postscript 1:

In winter, Jiangxia led three armies to prepare for the Northern Expedition, but the Northern Expedition died due to a blizzard. After some trouble, now that spring has returned to the earth, Jiangxia will naturally not forget that Alsu, who is still waiting for him in the Tatars.

This time, Jiang Xia did not bring any more troops, but entered the Tatar territory by one man, one horse and one sword. He walked forward without any obstacles and went directly to Urianha.

In the Khan's court, Jiang Xia directly killed in with a long sword. Under the pressure of Jiang Xia's long sword, Yarentoya had to release Alsu. In the end, Alsu killed Yarentoya with his own hands and retake the Khan's throne.

Postscript 2:

Ten years later, Jiang Xia summoned all civil and military officials and passed the throne to Jiang Nianjun. After Jiang Nianjun's ascension ceremony was completed, he ran to the harem to meet Jiang Xia. Jiang Xia was with his wife and sons. Jiang Nianjun asked Jiang Xia in confusion: "Father, you are in your prime, why don't you continue to be the king?"

Jiang Xia smiled slightly and said, "My father's martial arts have broken through the realm of heaven and man. He can use true energy to open the micro-quantum constant force field. With this, the father can create a space-time cave and then return to the era that belonged to the father."

"That era belonged to the father's emperor?" Jiang Nianjun was stunned. He thought that the era belonged to the father's emperor was not the current Daxia dynasty?

Postscript 3:

In Hainan, China, the balcony of a private villa. Jiang Xia was lying on a sun lounger wearing sunglasses to bask in the sun, but kept saying, "Wow, this girl is at least 36c, so big... Wow, this girl's legs, let me see how long it is... Oh, this girl, huh? She shook so unnaturally when she ran, it was fake? It's Korean plastic surgery technology, fucked."

"Mom! Dad is peeking at the woman again, mom..."

"Hey, Zaijiang, don't scream. Dad bought you Haagen-Dazs, you can buy Haagen-Dazs..."

"Sorry, Dad, each of them bought me a Hardas and put it in the refrigerator. Aunt, second, third... Dad peeked at the woman taking a bath..."

"Jiangxia!" A wave roll, Cui Rushuang, who was still as young as eighteen, walked out with Cui Niannu and others in hand, cursing: "You are not ashamed, you can live forever after breaking through the realm of heaven and man. You can live for 180 years. Why can't you get rid of your lustful habits..."

"Jiang Zaijiang, my father shouldn't have destroyed your memory at the beginning, you ungrateful thing..."

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