Chapter 33

At the entrance of the Changdu Lieutenant Mansion, several guards looked at the man wearing a green fox mask and dressed in white, who looked elegant and graceful, their eyes full of wariness.

Seeing that Han Yu had no intention of rushing in to start a massacre, several people held their weapons and made a defensive posture.

But in their hearts, they were thinking that if Han Yu made a move, they would run as fast as they could.

After the mansion gate was collapsed, not long after, a greasy-faced figure walked out.

Ji Bochang looked Han Yu up and down, his voice cold.

"Who are you?"

"The person who will kill you."

Han Yu answered calmly.

Ji Bochang laughed loudly.

"There are many people who want to kill me, but they all died at my hands!"

"Speak, which victim are you from? Let me think about which female relative of your family was played with by me, so I can savor it before killing you, hahaha……"

Looking at Ji Bochang's face, Han Yu shook his head and sighed.

"I suddenly feel that if I just kill you like this, it's too cheap for you."

As he spoke, the spiritual power in his body suddenly erupted, and a majestic pressure swept out.

When Ji Bochang first sensed Han Yu's realm aura, he didn't care; a mere Condensing Dan Realm, he could destroy it with a flick of his finger!

But the next moment, that majestic spiritual power pressure came, and his expression changed immediately.

This guy definitely can't be in the Condensing Dan Realm!

Years of experience in escaping after committing crimes told him that he couldn't be careless and must go all out!

Boom—

In an instant, he activated his Primordial Spirit Dharma Image, turning into a giant dozens of zhang tall.

"Where exactly are you a victim from? I remember that among the women I've played with, none had any background?"

Ji Bochang had the support of his Primordial Spirit Dharma Image and felt a lot more secure. He looked down at Han Yu from above, his heart full of doubts.

Although he had committed many evils, he never provoked people he couldn't afford to offend, and he only used the Picking and Supplementing Great Art on those civilian women.

This cultivator wearing a green fox mask was definitely not an ordinary person.

"I can't be bothered to talk nonsense with you; you just need to know that you deserve to die."

Before Han Yu's voice fell, a spirit sword condensed in his hand, then the spirit sword giantized and slashed fiercely toward Ji Bochang.

"A mere Condensing Sword Technique and Giant Sword Technique, you want to kill me? You are too……"

Before Ji Bochang finished speaking, the spirit sword, dozens of zhang in size, slashed toward him suddenly. Although there was powerful spiritual protection around the Primordial Spirit Dharma Image, it shattered instantly.

"What!"

"How can his spirit technique be so powerful!"

Ji Bochang's heart was full of doubts. Before the thought fell, the Primordial Spirit Dharma Image shattered suddenly, turning into spiritual power that dissipated into the sky.

"Escape!"

This was the only thought in Ji Bochang's heart. He immediately used a Godly Movement spirit technique, activated a flying shuttle spirit tool, and was about to disappear from view.

In fact, what Ji Bochang was best at was not fighting, but escaping.

His Godly Movement spirit technique had long been cultivated to the perfection realm, and coupled with this flying shuttle spirit tool, he believed that even if a King made a move, he wouldn't be able to catch up to him in a short time.

But before his thought fell, he saw a white-clothed figure appear in front of him.

The other party raised a hand slightly and waved it toward his face.

Boom—

Before the palm touched Ji Bochang's body, a fierce wind blew, interrupting his Godly Movement spirit technique.

"What, how can it be so fast? There is no spiritual power fluctuation on him; he didn't use a spirit technique at all!"

"Could it be that he has such speed relying solely on his physical body?"

"Impossible, absolutely impossible!"

Ji Bochang had too many questions in his heart.

But now the most important thing was not doubt, but saving his own life.

He hurriedly shouted.

"Senior, please spare my life, I am willing to be driven by you!"

Ji Bochang knew that the battle here would definitely attract the Qinghuo King's attention. As long as he held on for a moment, he would definitely live!

He was right. The moment Han Yu erupted with spiritual power pressure, the Qinghuo King had already sensed it.

The next moment, his figure disappeared from the Prince's Mansion, stepped through the air, and arrived above the Changdu Lieutenant Mansion.

He happened to see the scene where Ji Bochang's Primordial Spirit Dharma Image was shattered by a sword and then slapped away by a palm.

"What powerful spirit technique!"

"What fast physical speed!"

The Qinghuo King was full of shock and hadn't reacted yet.

He saw the masked man's spirit sword shrink rapidly, then suddenly shoot out, piercing toward Ji Bochang.

"Fellow Daoist, please stop!"

The Qinghuo King shouted loudly.

King pressure subconsciously permeated out, and the spirit sword was forcibly stopped beside Ji Bochang, who was already sweating profusely.

Seeing the Qinghuo King appear, he immediately shouted.

"My King, please save my life!"

The Qinghuo King ignored Ji Bochang and continued to speak to Han Yu.

"Fellow Daoist, I don't know how to address you. Can you give me, Nie Changqing, some face and let go of……"

"No."

Before the Qinghuo King finished speaking, Han Yu's voice came out.

Then the spirit sword, which couldn't be held back, suddenly accelerated and pierced through Ji Bochang's dantian with one sword.

Boom—

Ji Bochang only felt a fierce spiritual power drill into his body, destroying his spiritual root, Foundation Establishment platform, offering platform, and all other cultivation origins, turning them into countless powder.

"No!"

Ji Bochang wailed.

However, the spirit sword's momentum didn't decrease, and it slashed suddenly, tearing the two taels of meat between his legs directly, with blood flowing out.

"Ah ah ah ah ah……"

Ji Bochang wailed endlessly. In mid-air, the Qinghuo King's face was already livid.

He looked at Han Yu with a deep voice, his tone cold.

"Isn't Your Excellency going too far? This is my subordinate; no matter what, it should be left to me to handle!"

The Qinghuo King naturally knew what kind of person Ji Bochang was and guessed why this masked man had come for revenge.

If he hadn't just seen the terrifying speed the other party displayed, and the Qinghuo King couldn't guess his background, he would have already made a move.

"Listening to you say that, it seems you know why I made a move against him?"

Han Yu raised his head and looked at the Qinghuo King with calm eyes. The latter snorted coldly.

"No matter what he did in the past, he is now under my Qinghuo King's command. Shouldn't Your Excellency give me an explanation?"

Han Yu smiled indifferently upon hearing this.

"I can't give you any explanation, nor do I have the heart to judge your crimes, and I can even understand your behavior of harboring filth, but I just want to give you a piece of advice."

"I came here just for this flower-picking thief; I don't want to do anything unnecessary, and I hope you don't make me do anything unnecessary."

"By the way, those who don't listen to my advice now have grass on their graves a zhang high."

The Qinghuo King shook his head.

"Friend, I gave you a chance, but this seems to make you think that this King is easy to talk to!"

"Don't forget, you are currently in this King's fief. Even if you are at the Peak King Realm, don't think about leaving unscathed today!"

"National Destiny, suppress!"

In the Qinghuo King's sleeve, a King's Jade Seal had been prepared for a long time. The long-brewed National Destiny suppression fell directly toward Han Yu.

Empty—

A mysterious and inexplicable invisible force pressed down on Han Yu. At this moment, he felt that the speed of his spiritual power circulation slowed down a bit.

Seeing that the National Destiny suppression was successful, the confidence in the Qinghuo King's eyes became even richer.

He was not the Country Lord, so the speed of mobilizing National Destiny was very slow, which was why he didn't make a move against Han Yu at the first opportunity.

Now that the opponent had been suppressed by National Destiny, the Qinghuo King had no more worries.

However, when the Qinghuo King looked at the masked man, he didn't see any panic in his eyes; there was only the same calmness as always.

"I have a habit: whoever doesn't make a move against me, I won't make a move against them."

"Whoever makes a move against me, then there is only death!"

Boom—

The infinite cultivation in Han Yu's body erupted, and blood energy condensed, turning into a blood energy Dharma Image, looking fierce and imposing.

"You are a Body Cultivator!"

The Qinghuo King's heart trembled, and he immediately activated his Primordial Spirit Dharma Image, turning into a great python wreathed in green flames.

He was also a Spirit Body genius and had now transformed his Primordial Spirit Dharma Image into a physique vision.

Although his cultivation was in the King Realm Fifth Heaven, he had the strength to fight against a King Realm Ninth Heaven powerhouse.

Now that he had encountered chaotic times, the Qinghuo King also had the thought of becoming a generation of dynasty lords.

He never expected to encounter a formidable King Realm Body Cultivator here!

He had heard of the formidable nature of King Realm Body Cultivators and hurriedly spoke.

"Brother, I didn't intend to fight you to the death, please don't be impulsive!"

"Sorry, it's too late!"

The blood energy giant spoke in a muffled voice, his voice rolling like thunder.

Then, the Blood Demon Heaven-Shaking Fist was launched, and the incomparably fierce blood energy power smashed toward the green fire great python.