Martial Arts From Bandits - Chapter 783

  Chapter 783 Shenmu Patriarch

   “Friend Evil King. How are you doing recently?”

  Taoist Tianxu’s voice sounded in the void, and the next moment, Zhang Jing and Taoist Tianxu appeared in front of the coffin together, looking at them indifferently.

   After a moment of silence, a voice sounded from inside the coffin:

   “Time and fate.”

“boom!”

  The coffin exploded, sawdust splashed everywhere, and the evil king revealed his real body with a serious face.

   “It seems that my suspended animation has never been able to hide it from you. Daozu” the evil king said in a low voice, with a hint of frustration flashing through his tone.

  Human Huang Zhangjing and Taoist ancestor Tianxu all appeared. With his serious injuries, even escaping is an extravagant hope, so the evil king is ready to die.

   Save the last bit of decency for yourself.

   “Fellow Daoist Evil King understands life and death. If he was so easy to kill, he wouldn’t have escaped from the hands of the Emperor.” Taoist Tianxu smiled lightly.

   “If you want to do it, do it. I know that I am not your opponent.” Xie Wang let out a foul breath.

   Zhang Jing and Taoist Tianxu looked at each other, Taoist Tianxu said:

   “Fellow Daoist Evil King. You and I have known each other for thousands of years. Pindao has a word that can not only save Fellow Daoist King Evil King from disappearance, but also restore the wounds on his body.”

   “When the rules are restored, return to the realm of true immortals”

   “Do you want me to submit to the Daewoo Dynasty?” Xie Wang was silent for a moment.

   “Although you are in the southern border, you, as a strong person at the peak level of the realm, must be able to perceive the changes in today’s world. The three Yan Luos of the ghost world are watching outside the human world at this moment.”

   “That’s why Pindao persuaded His Majesty to accept fellow Taoists and fight against evil together”

   “Thousands of years ago, the Human Sovereign didn’t let me and you stand on a united front to resist the demon gods. Now, fellow Taoists, why do you think that I will change my mind?”

  Xie Wang and Zhang Jing looked at each other, and then focused on Taoist Tianxu.

   “At the beginning, the fellow daoists didn’t take action because they had a grudge with the Emperor. Otherwise, I’m afraid they wouldn’t sit back and watch foreign enemies invade, but the Emperor has passed away, and the grievances have disappeared.”

   “Fellow Daoist, is it possible that you are still obsessed with this?”

   “With the current strength of fellow daoist, it is absolutely impossible to recover from the injury before the rules are restored. If I lose, do you think Yan Luo, the ghost world, will let fellow daoist go?”

   “This is not only protecting the human world, but also protecting ourselves.”

   Taoist Tianxu looked indifferent, as if he didn’t care too much about the evil king’s decision.

   “Whether Yan Luo will let me go, I don’t know, but… if I don’t agree now, the two of you will definitely not let me go?”

   Xie Wang chuckled lightly.

   Taoist Tianxu remained silent, obviously agreeing with what the evil king said.

   Zhang Jing stood with his hands behind his back:

   “That’s right. Fellow Daoist Xie Wang seems to understand this very well. Then I won’t say more.”

  Leaving the evil king hidden in the southern border is not only a great waste, but he may also suffer from his backstab in the future. If he does not surrender, he can only be sent to accompany the former emperor.

   After a long silence, Xie Wang chuckled lightly:

   “It’s okay to resist Yama of the ghost world together, but I won’t surrender. If His Majesty the Emperor and Daozu don’t agree, I’d rather die!”

   As a former true immortal boss, he has his own dignity, and he cannot be driven by Zhang Jing

  True immortals cannot be humiliated!

   “Yes. But if you want to make a great oath, you must fight Yama with all your strength. Before Yan Luo retreats, respect me.”

   “After Yan Luo retreats, you and I have nothing to do with each other”

   Zhang Jing had no hope of subduing the evil king. As long as he retreated before the strong man in the ghost world, it would be like this to be honest, and he would have another peak strong man who could overcome the catastrophe.

“it is good”

  The evil king nodded.

   In the seventh year of Daewoo Tianxing, on the eighth day of September, evil spirits invaded and the world shook!

   This news began to spread in the human world at an extremely fast speed, and everyone felt uneasy at once.

  No one in the world dare not follow

  Someone wanted to close the mountain and ignore world affairs, and was directly wiped out by the strong of the court.

  I was fighting life and death in the front, but some people behind were unwilling to contribute, and the will of the court was instantly condensed. At this time, whoever dared to disobey the order would be wiped out immediately.

  And all powerful families and forces in the world are also migrating towards the upper capital at an extremely fast speed.

  Overnight, housing prices in Beijing tripled.

  A martial arts expert was incorporated into the army. In less than five days, the imperial court added another 300,000 elite soldiers.

   “Tell me. How is the battle going?”

  The incarnation of Zhang Jing sat on the dragon chair, looking at Lu Fengxian and Han Qianshu indifferently.

  The two looked at each other, Han Qianshu bowed and cupped his fists:

   “Reporting to Your Majesty, during the five-day battle, the imperial court lost a total of six celestial beings. The imperial court’s elite, two army formations were buried in the hands of evil spirits”

  The battle was very fierce. It can be said that it was not a temptation at all. On the day when the evil spirits invaded, many powerful people were killed or injured. However, this was within the range that the court could bear.

  After going through life and death fights, dozens of military formations are gradually increasing their intent to kill iron and blood.

   Training!

  Prepare for resisting real immortals in the future!

   This is one of the purposes of Zhang Jing.

   “How was the result?”

   “According to the rumors ahead. A total of seven ghost kings and other evil spirits were killed, more than 30,000”

  Zhang Jing nodded:

   “The battle damage ratio of the two sides is close to one to one, which is not bad.”

  Zhang Jing never felt that the elite he had trained for several years could overwhelm the evil spirits in the ghost world, and having such a battle loss ratio was enough.

   It can be predicted that with the fighting and baptism, those who survived will be stronger.

   “Adopt the rotation system and don’t expand the war for the time being,” Zhang Jing ordered.

  The more people die, the faster the world will recover

  Although Han Qianshu and the two had doubts, they still bowed and said yes.

   “Also. The logistics must be guaranteed. It must be so that the soldiers can fight with peace of mind.”

  How Yaoxie replenishes Zhang Jing doesn’t know, but most of his military elites have to eat meat every day to make up for their consumption.

   “The imperial court’s resources have been sent in a steady stream. Don’t worry, Your Majesty.” Lu Fengxian said quickly.

   “Well, let’s go down first and send the Jianghu warriors who have been incorporated into the military to the front line after a little training.” Zhang Jing’s avatar tapped his fingers on the table and said lightly.

“Yes.”

  Zhang Jing let out a breath, looking at the backs of the two in silence.

  In the southwest, Zhang Jing’s real body stepped out of the void and galloped in one direction.

  From Xie Wang’s mouth, Zhang Jing learned of the hiding place of the ancestor of Shenmu. According to him, he had met that guy before, and his strength was extremely extraordinary.

  Can be called so by the evil king, Zhang Jing naturally cannot let such a strong person go.

   “Well…” Zhang Jing stopped in his tracks, his eyes were shining brightly, and he explored the endless forest below, where the ancestor of Shenmu was hiding.

  Suddenly, Zhang Jing stopped his gaze, and focused on an ordinary locust tree, feeling that it suppressed his breath to the extreme.

  The corners of Zhang Jing’s mouth curled up slightly, and the voice resounded through the void, like a divine voice:

   “Bold and monstrous, I can tell at a glance that you are not human!”

   Zhang Jing pressed down with a single palm, and a hundred-foot real dragon appeared, exuding a terrifying aura around him, and with a low growl, rushed towards the locust tree.

  Suddenly, the trees within a thousand miles grew wildly, and the locust tree showed its real body, a mysterious tree over a hundred feet long.

  Cyan light bloomed all over his body, a vine shot out from the branch, and collided with the real dragon.

   “Boom!!”

  The roar exploded, and the forest below instantly cleared a huge open space.

   Zhang Jing stood with his hands behind his back, looking at the giant tree with a little curiosity.

   “His Majesty the Emperor, wait a moment”

  On the giant wooden torso, a strange human face the size of a washbasin suddenly appeared. It was blue in color, with long eyebrows, and a pair of eyes that seemed to contain the power of time.

   “Bold monster race. Lurking in my human world, with ulterior motives!”

   “Your Majesty, don’t worry, Your Majesty, don’t worry, the old man is not a demon. It’s a psychic tree.” The face on the torso quickly explained.

   “Since I am not a monster, why didn’t I dare to show up when I came here before?” Zhang Jing asked.

  (end of this chapter)