Cyber Daming

Yan Bahuang dedicated his consciousness to the Huangliang Law Realm, triggering the vast ocean of legal knowledge to continuously impact Ding Heng's brain.

The fear of the Ming Empire's laws engraved in Siamese genes for thousands of years, as well as the subconscious awareness of Honghu's rebellious behavior, caused Ding Huan's unlocking genes to fall completely silent.

At this moment, he no longer has any room to use his vertical and horizontal abilities. He is just an ordinary person with a strong body.

In front of Li Jun, he was as thin as paper!

"We can talk! We can talk!"

Ding Huan shouted loudly, but the answer he got was only the light of a knife that was so cold that it was bone-piercing!

He retreated hastily, but still couldn't avoid the strong wind-wrapped blade of Xiuchun Dao.

Phew!

The flesh and blood on the side of Ding Huan's face was curled up, and one ear was cut off along with half of the flesh on his cheek.

In fact, this knife could have directly beheaded him, but Li Jun did not do so.

He wants to peel off the skin and bones of this bastard Ding Huan, break the bones and suck out the marrow!

"I can help you kill Yu Canghai. If you feel angry, I can also ruin his reputation and make him worse than death!"

At this moment, Ding Huan no longer had any of the coolness and magnanimity of being the hidden king of Honghu. The blood flowing from the side of his face dyed half of his body red, and his face was full of fear forced by death.

Snapped!

With a slap on the side of his face, Ding Huan spun around and landed on the ground in a panic.

As a peak sequence six, although he could not use his sequence ability at this time, his physical fitness improved through evolution was still there, so he would not be able to dodge such a simple slap.

Unfortunately, Ding Huan no longer had any thoughts of resistance at this moment, and all he could think about was what kind of conditions he could offer to get Li Jun to let him go.

"If you want Qingcheng Group, I can do it! The shareholders within them seem to be in harmony with each other, but as long as you give me some time, I can make them kill each other!"

boom!

The huge force that hit his chest made Ding Huan's mind go blank. A fishy smell surged in his throat. He suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood. His body that had just stood up was kicked to the ground again.

Xiuchundao chased after him, and the fear surging in his heart made him subconsciously raise his hand to block the cold light.

Phew!

Blood splattered and a severed arm was thrown into the air!

The severe pain awakened Ding Huan's dazed consciousness. The Honghuyin King covered the broken part of his arm and let out a hysterical roar of pain from his throat.

His paralyzed body on the ground kept retreating, and blood could not stop dripping from the gaps between his five fingers, drawing a oozing line of blood on the floor of the golden building.

At the end of the blood line, Li Jun walked with a knife with an expressionless face. Every step he took was like ringing a death knell in Ding Huan's heart!

"You took the Chu Wumen's inheritance, don't you want to avenge the Chu Wumen? I can tell you who attacked them back then!"

"Also, I also know who betrayed you when you first entered Chongqing Mansion! It was someone from the Mo Family Tianzhi Association, and they were still monitoring the girl named Crow Duoduo!"

"Instead of talking nonsense, why don't you keep your energy and scream properly."

Prince Ma's indifferent voice came from the red eyes in the helmet.

Li Jun, whose face was stained with blood, remained silent. He stretched out his left hand and clasped Ding Huan's shoulder with five fingers, and a terrifying force that split muscles and bones emerged at his fingertips.

Accompanied by the abnormal sound of bones shattering all over his body, Ding Huan continued to vomit out dark red blood mixed with visceral fragments.

Even so, intermittent words were still coming from his mouth.

"Gong Qing. Hong, he is not dead yet, I can hand him over to you."

"No damn person can survive. Including you and the swan behind you."

Li Jun finally spoke. He inserted the Xiuchundao into the ground and covered Ding Huan's face with his right hand wearing the ring of impermanence.

The dim light flashed, and a terrifying sound like a person crying came from the ring.

A pair of eyes filled with fear squeezed between the fingers, looking at Li Jun with longing eyes.

"Don't throw me into prison, I beg you, I still have secrets, and"

Li Jun turned a deaf ear to Ding Huan's pleas. A black thread protruded from the ring, drilled through Ding Huan's nostril, and went straight to his brain.

"Ahhhhh."

Ding Huan let out a shrill scream, his eyeballs trembled crazily, and his pupils were filled with terrifying paleness.

After a moment, the blood-dyed thread retracted into the ring.

Ding Huan's seven orifices shed blood, his mouth opened unconsciously, and a scarlet tongue drooped out.

His consciousness has been transferred to the prison, and all that remains in reality is an empty walking corpse.

[Acquire 270 mastery points]

[366 mastery points remaining]

Li Jun didn't even look at the black fonts dancing on his retina.

With a move of his wrist, he threw Ding Huan's body into the air. A circle of gun muzzles appeared on his arm again. He clenched his fist and fired!

The blazing stream of bullets shot up into the sky, washing the corpses flying into the air into a mass of blood mist and rotten flesh, which fell like rain.

Li Jun held the embroidered spring knife and walked very slowly, letting the rain of blood stain his body red.

He walked towards the magnificent and solemn palace step by step, passing by the group of unconscious imperial guards and passing by Wang Xie who was still in a daze.

Just when his figure was about to pass by the skinny corpse wrapped in a broken Feiyu suit, a shout suddenly sounded from behind him.

"Li Jun."

Wang Xie's lips trembled, "What are you going to do?"

His tone was extremely tangled, seeming to contain a warning and a little bit of expectation.

"No damn person will survive."

Without stopping, Li Jun stepped over the piles of corpses of Yan people and the remains of mechanical beasts, and finally stopped in front of the blue crown robe.

Zhu Youhong put his hands behind his back and looked calmly at the bloody figure nailed in front of him.

"You want to kill me?"

"Can't kill?"

The voice coming from under the dark helmet was as hoarse as rubbing gravel.

"Yan Baihu sacrificed himself to save your life. If you kill this king, you will definitely violate the laws of the Ming Dynasty. How will you face him then?"

"Then let me do it!"

Mo Jia separated from Li Jun's body on its own, and two black daggers spit out from his palms.

Zhu Youhong shouted in a deep voice: "The Mo family are not outside the law, and the weapon spirits are not outside the law!"

"Then let Da Ming Lu come to me at the Mojia Artifact Forum. Lord Ma, I would like to try to see who is more powerful, the Mo family's ghosts, or the law keepers of Da Ming Lu!" Lord Ma sneered.

As soon as Mo Jia took a step, he was stopped by a raised arm.

Li Jun held the Xiuchun knife upside down, pointed the handle at the imperial vassal king in front of him, and said, "Should I help you, or do you do it yourself?"

Zhu Youhong was silent for a long time and asked sadly: "Do you want me to die?"

"Definitely." Li Jun spoke firmly.

"Yes, maybe I will be more useful if I am dead than alive."

Zhu Youhong sighed, his eyes fell to the hilt of the knife in front of him, and he smiled faintly, "Then don't let my king's blood stain the loyal minister's knife again."

He slowly turned around and walked towards the throne standing on the steps.

As Zhu Youhong climbed up the steps step by step, the magnificent hall suddenly burst into flames!

The fiery snakes ignited the window lattice, devouring the curtains, and the billowing smoke rushed into the starry sky along the holes in the dome.

Zhu Youhong's figure twisted and swayed in the firelight. He slowly smoothed out every wrinkle on the crown robe, straightened out every stray hair on the temples, held his hands in front of his chest, and looked towards the corpses of the Jin Yiwei on the ground, towards Li Jun and Wang Thanks, bow to Yan Bahuang!

"Zhu Youhong of the Ming Dynasty, hereby apologizes to you all!"

Zhu Youhong's buried face was already filled with tears, "Father, Youhong did his best."

boom!

The flame dragon swept across and the hall collapsed!

At this moment, Li Jun's ears heard the crisp sound of a copper lock falling and breaking.

In the deepest part of his body, another door that shackles genes suddenly opened at this moment!

The storm is about to subside, and the warriors stop the fight!

Outside Nanyu District.

Ji Wu looked at the Hongya Mountain with flames soaring into the sky, his face suddenly turned pale, and an ominous throbbing pinched his heart.

escape! Run away!

The early warning scream from the Buddhist host echoed in his mind.

But before he could take a step forward, a black shadow suddenly appeared at the end of his sight.

The fire dragon rages in the distance, and the wind and rain are like darkness nearby.

Rain fell into his eyes, causing Ji Wu to blink subconsciously.

When the darkness faded at this moment, the eyes that had just been opened were already filled with the dazzling light of the knife.

"ah!"

Jingwu roared angrily and slid his cheeks to the left and right, revealing the appearance of the Vajra Buddha hidden under the human face!

Phew!

The Xiuchun knife was slashed from the center of the eyebrow, like a broken bamboo, cutting off the entire body!

Also dismembered was the tiny mechanical novice monk the size of a finger.

And it is Jiwu’s Buddhist host!

The chapter of Chongqing Prefecture is over. If you are not satisfied with anything, please tell Wen Xi!