Chapter 220: The Great Change of the Oxcart Old Friend

Jie Li Khan's head flew high up and then fell down heavily.

Along with his head, several psychic harriers with sharp beaks and claws fell off.

The people of the grasslands tamed harriers, which hovered high in the sky to scout the enemy. They were out of reach of people and could not be shot by arrows. They have always been the pride of the people of the grasslands and are also used to describe the most powerful warriors of the grasslands.

However.

The fallen harrier hawk was emitting the smell of burnt meat under the thunder, and there was no trace of its handsomeness left.

No matter how high it flies or how powerful it is, it is still an ordinary thing.

Still vulnerable in the face of extraordinary means.

The Golden Wolf guards who had managed to survive were already suffering from aching knees and collapsed limply, their scimitars and bows and arrows scattered all over the ground.

Anger and fighting spirit turned into fear.

In their eyes, the blood gushing out of the Great Khan's neck like a pillar was far less shocking than the look in the white shadow's eyes when he turned his head.

The people of the grassland admire the strong, and Wu Zun has always been the "god" in their hearts.

But Wu Zun's "god" is only stronger than mortals. He is the person with the highest martial arts skills on the grassland and cannot escape the category of "human".

At this moment, a true god appeared.

Changing the celestial phenomena and controlling thunder, who else could he be but a true God?

The grassland army was in extreme chaos, some of them fled outside, while a considerable number of them looked towards the center of the army formation.

The prairie wolves, having lost their fighting spirit, have become a group of docile sheep, and no one has the courage to charge forward.

He even didn't dare point the weapon in his hand towards the white shadow.

Fear and awe filled the entire place in an instant.

"Are you Tuli?"

Upon hearing these four words, the bloodshot eyes of Tuli Khan, which had been filled with anger, completely disappeared.

But he had his own pride, and tried his best to suppress the fear that instinctively made him feel ashamed. He gritted his teeth and stared at Zhou Yi: "Yes, I am Tuli!"

After he finished speaking, he waited for Zhou Yi to continue.

Before I could finish my words, I suddenly saw a hand-raising gesture that was instantly erased.

The sword whistled, Tuli's eyes widened, his head felt lighter, and his body separated in the blink of an eye.

The people in the Khan's tent looked pale.

The Great Khan is dead, and the Little Khan is dead too!

Tiele King Ayerude was trembling all over. Zhou Yi immediately noticed his abnormality and stared at the hook-nosed man, who was about fifty years old. He asked, "Which tribe are you king of?"

“Me, me.”

Aye-no-d stammered and didn't dare to speak.

The Khitan chieftain Mohui shouted, "He is Ayerude, the Tiele king!"

With a plop~

Aye-no-d knelt and shouted:

"I am willing to repay the debt, I am willing to repay the debt! If I can't repay the million gold, my son Ayed Kan will repay it. If he can't repay it, my grandson Rocco will repay it. My descendants will definitely repay the debt."

Just as he was about to say something else, he suddenly saw Zhou Yi raise his hand.

“No~!!”

The Tiele King cried out urgently, his head still showing a look of horror as it went up into the sky.

In his last consciousness, he saw all the soldiers from Tiele dropping their weapons and lying on the ground in surrender.

He killed three people in a row without a drop of blood on his magic sword Zhanlu, and the sword light shone on the face of the Khitan chief Mo Hui.

Seeing that he was quite tactful, Zhou Yi asked, "Which department are you from?"

"I am the Khitan chieftain, Mohui," he said, pointing to another Khitan chieftain with a wolf's head tattooed on his shoulder. "He is Abaojia. We two represent all the Khitan peoples and are willing to offer you our young women, wealth, and territory."

A motorcycle meeting?

What a familiar name.

Zhou Yi thought of the East China Sea Alliance, the Khitans who were plundering the coastal areas, and the Khitan "Ku Ge" who was looking for trouble with his cousin. He was Mo Hui's son.

Thinking of this, the sword light suddenly flashed, and it slashed directly without any unnecessary explanation.

Mo was caught off guard and his head moved, and Abaojia cooperated with him almost at the same time to complete the double-headed move.

A Baojia turned his head in the air and looked at Mo Hui.

The two had been fighting as mortal enemies for a long time, but unexpectedly, even at the last moment of his life, Mo Hui had not forgotten him.

When introducing myself, I didn't forget to bring him along.

Two great chiefs of the Khitan tribe also died. Like the Tiele tribe, the Khitan people knelt down and surrendered.

The next moment.

The Mohe and Bohai peoples also threw away all their weapons in the midst of blood splattering, and had no desire to resist.

The three Mohe leaders and the Dragon King Bai Ziting of Bohai Kingdom tried to struggle, but were enveloped by the brilliant sword energy and died even more brilliantly.

There were no grassland people still standing on the north bank.

The soldiers under Liang, Western Qin, Liu Wuzhou, and Liang Shidu who did not dare to escape followed closely behind and knelt on the ground awaiting trial.

Li Gui, Liu Wuzhou and other lackeys who surrendered to the foreign race were retreating in panic.

Zhou Yi approaches with a sword.

Liu Wuzhou was so frightened that he fell in a pool of blood of the Mohe leader.

"Master, I know I'm wrong, please don't kill me~~"

He lowered his head and knelt on the ground, with an expression of pleading and crying. Seeing this, Master Liang beside him thought that they were indeed brothers, both of them were lackeys and could act.

Liang Shidu then knelt down, looking extremely remorseful and weak, in order to gain sympathy.

He was about to cry out his miserable experience.

However, Zhou Yi anticipated this and didn't want to hear any foul language, so he swung his sword towards the two men.

It was like killing two vicious dogs, accompanied by two shrill screams, and Liang Shidu and Liu Wuzhou surrendered together.

Emperor Li Gui of Liang, who was originally retreating, froze in place, as if he didn't know how to think. He suddenly muttered like a madman:

"The poplar blossoms fall, the plum blossoms bloom. Peaches and plums will conquer the world."

"Hahaha! Peaches and plums will rule the world."

Li Gui also had the surname "Li", and when he heard this prophecy, he actually took it seriously.

His crazy laughter suddenly stopped, and pain came for a moment. His consciousness became blurred, and he muttered "get the world" again. His eyes were wide open, and he died under Zhou Yi's sword with a crazy and dreamy laugh.

Xue Ju, the Overlord of Western Qin, drew the long sword from his waist and pointed it forward.

The muscles on his face kept twitching, and he growled, "Master, what a trick!"

Seeing that he could maintain his composure, Zhou Yi was somewhat impressed and did not rush to draw his sword. "What do you want to say?"

Xue Ju said:

"Xue has a question. If I do not follow Jie Li south this time, but instead lead the Western Qin tribesmen to surrender directly, will the Heavenly Master kill me?"

He looked at Zhou Yi, wanting to know the answer.

"I will spare your life."

Xue Ju frowned: "Really?"

"Are you a threat to me?"

Xue Ju first felt an inexplicable anger at being looked down upon, but then he immediately sighed with a hint of regret.

"The victor is the king and the loser is the bandit. It's not unfair for me to lose to someone like you."

After he finished speaking, he raised his eyebrows and glared, and let out a loud shout from his throat.

Raise the knife and cut the throat.

Then his body fell backwards, and the Overlord of Western Qin was buried by the Wei River.

There were hundreds of thousands of soldiers fighting on both sides of the river, and countless spectators along the river.

However, this scene fell into a brief silence, with only the noisy south wind and the neighing of horses.

Including the Khan, all the eight leaders of the grassland army were beheaded.

The Emperor of Liang and the Emperor of Western Qin, two border khans, also ended their sinful lives.

At the end of the Daye period, there were many people who claimed to be kings and emperors. Jiuzhou was falling apart, foreign races coveted the Middle Earth, the martial arts world was in constant fighting, the Taoist orthodoxy was arduous, and the turbulent and chaotic world seemed to have no end.

But at this moment.

Everyone understood that not only would the conquest of Kyushu be over, but the various foreign tribes would no longer have to fight each other.

A new era is about to come.

The ground was littered with weapons, horses were in a panic, and there were surrendered soldiers so numerous that it was difficult to see the end.

As if the thunderclouds in the sky were drawn away, the rolling dark clouds broke through, and golden sunlight poured down through a gap in the clouds, shining on the road in the center of the army.

The charred corpse was still emitting green smoke, which rose up in the sunlight and was blown away by the wind.

Zhanlu shone with golden light and then disappeared into the scabbard.

Zhou Yi walked on the sun-paved road. The Turkic Golden Wolf surrendered soldiers around him kept changing the direction of their worship, showing their respect to the extreme.

This is the respect that the Turkic Khan and the Mobei Martial Lord never get.

A kind of awe that comes from the heart, like looking at the boundless sky.

When Zhou Yi walked towards the south bank of the Wei River, Xu Xingzhi, Li Jing and others all came to meet him.

The soldiers on the south bank also bowed down and shouted "Long live the king".

They are all waiting for orders.

The people on the north shore were so frightened that their bodies were shaking, but they didn't dare to get up.

The life and death of hundreds of thousands of people depends on the king's thoughts.

If Zhou Yi ordered the army from the south bank to charge at this time, it would be a complete and brutal massacre.

"Gather the surrendered soldiers according to the previous rules."

"Yes, sir!"

All the generals accepted the order and knew very well what the rules were: none of the treacherous and evil elements among the surrendered soldiers would be able to escape.

Standing on the Weishui Bridge, Zhou Yi looked back at the north bank.

There is an indescribable emotion lingering in my heart.

At this moment, Bu Tianzhi from the Jukun Gang suddenly came to report, bringing an important piece of information from inside the city.

Zhou Yi was slightly surprised after hearing this, but then his spirits lifted. After calming down, he realized that he no longer needed to worry about this place, so he used his Qinggong skills and headed straight for Chang'an.

The people of the martial arts world who were watching the show on the south bank noticed his abnormality while their minds were shaken.

I don’t know what made the Taoist priest so concerned.

Chai Shao and Li Xiuning looked at the direction where Zhou Yi was going, and when the figure disappeared, they stared at him for a long time.

"Second brother, why are you calmer than before?"

Li Xiuning turned his gaze to Li Shimin and saw a hint of a smile on his face. "Did you know in advance that the Heavenly Master could control thunder?"

After hearing the last four words, he and Chai Shao beside him shook their heads repeatedly.

I never expected that in this life I would have such a serious discussion on such a bizarre and surprising topic.

Li Shimin said: "Of course I don't know."

"I just understand that his martial arts realm is beyond the definition of ordinary people."

He looked up at the dark clouds in the sky that were becoming thinner, his eyes full of longing.

Compared with those martial arts predecessors, he is young enough.

There's plenty of time to explore the never-ending road.

Although Chai Shao and Li Xiuning understood his words, they could hardly perceive his inner thoughts. Only the silent Changsun Wugou knew everything.

Like many spectators on the south bank of the Wei River, the movement on the north bank attracted their attention.

A large number of surrendered soldiers are obediently accepting the arrangements.

In the face of an irresistible force, it is a blessing to be able to keep one's life, and there is no one to resist.

Chai Shao sighed, "The chaos is over. It looks like the northern desert and western regions will be integrated into the Kyushu region. From now on, there will no longer be a distinction between the inside and the outside of the Great Wall."

"Goguryeo also became a county."

Erfeng speculated, "I'm afraid it's more than that."

"oh?"

Before Chai Shao could ask more, he heard the sound of breaking wind behind him. Turning around, he saw that it was the master of Qinggong they had left behind in the city.

"Second Young Master, the Patriarch and the Eldest Young Master are in trouble!"

The panicked voice instantly disturbed Li Shimin's thoughts.

"What's going on?!"

The messenger made a long story short and repeatedly mentioned a place, which was "Daxing Palace"!

"Second brother, what should we do?"

"We have to find a way to save Dad and Big Brother."

Li Shimin was still relatively calm. He didn't know where Zhou Yi had gone, so he took the people of the Li family to first find Ning Daoqi who was near the downstream.

Ning Sanren was easy to talk to and immediately joined them.

Not long after they left, the gangsters on the south bank also heard about the changes in the city.

Thinking that the Heavenly Master had returned to Chang'an, perhaps because of this incident, he hurried to the capital, fearing to miss the excitement.

…

North of Daxing Palace.

Xuanwu Gate.

After Li Shimin returned to Chang'an, he quickly summoned the elite troops of the Li clan and rushed to Xuanwu Gate to rescue Li Yuan, Li Jiancheng and Li Yuanji.

Many people from the martial arts world have gathered here.

The incident at Daxing Palace was quite strange. Chai Shao and others tried to find Zhou Yi, but they couldn't find him.

…

"Are you sure you didn't see it wrong?"

"Master, please rest assured, I will never make a mistake!"

Near the eastern suburbs, Yun Shuai polished his eagle eyes and patted his chest, saying, "Even if this guy turned to ash, I would recognize him."

Speaking of this, Yun Shuai was quite excited.

Most people can't understand the feeling of relief when their debts are about to be transferred.

Zhou Yi stared at the alley ahead, a little bit unable to believe that the biggest debtor would hide here.

I didn't want to be happy for nothing, so I confirmed it again.

Fortunately, Yun Shuai looks quite reliable.

"Okay, lead the way."

"yes!"

Yun Shuai was walking in front, and seemed to notice what Zhou Yi was thinking, so he explained it to the side.

"I was watching Yang Wengan earlier. He went to several secret places of the Xiang family. I saw them all, including Xiang Gui. Later, he came here after many twists and turns. I realized that the person you are looking for is right here!"

"At first I thought they were colluding with each other, but then I heard Yang Wengan asking him for something, but he refused to give it to him."

"This must not be Yang Wengan's first time here. If he didn't get what he wanted, he wouldn't delay and would just turn around and leave."

As he said this, a strange sound suddenly came from the front.

then

“Moo~~~!”

The cry of an old cow came from in front of a paint-chipped gate, where an ox cart was parked. On the horns of the old yellow cow, there was a half-rolled book hanging.

Zhou Yi walked towards the dilapidated courtyard behind the gate with an expressionless face.

There was a creaking sound.

The door inside opened, and a pair of light footsteps, one deep and one shallow, came out to greet him.

He was a down-and-out middle-aged man with messy hair and beard, and a half-rolled book in his hand.

Upon seeing Zhou Yi, the middle-aged man clasped his fists and said respectfully:

"Liu Zhiyuan greets His Majesty."

Zhou Yi looked at him coldly: "Since you are addressing me as Your Majesty, why don't you bow?"

A smile appeared on the middle-aged man's pale face: "You have not yet ascended the throne, and I am not your subject. This etiquette is already thorough enough."

"Li Mi, when you escaped from Xingyang, you didn't seem to have the courage you have now."

Li Mi's smile faded. "In Xingyang, I used every trick in the book and felt I still had a chance of winning. Of course, I had to be extremely wary of you in order to survive."

"Now that I'm completely defeated and know I'm going to die, why should I be afraid of you?"

At this point, he looked at Zhou Yi carefully and said with a sigh, "You haven't changed much. You are still the same as when I carried you in the ox cart."

Zhou Yi asked in return, "Since you have made up your mind about life and death, why wait until today?"

"I just wanted to see you again."

Li Mi's tone didn't sound like he was lying. He spread his hands and clenched his fists, but he had no strength:

"I lost all my power thanks to a rumor that spread back then. Otherwise, I would have been dead long ago."

Zhou Yi didn't respond, he continued:

"The Great Master and Yang Xuyan tricked me, but if you hadn't put so much pressure on me, they would never have let me fall for their scheme. Once I practice that martial art, there's no turning back."

"So I destroyed all my Earthly Demonic Power, preventing them from absorbing any trace of True Essence from me."

"I have always been the one who uses others, and no one else can use me."

He laughed at himself:

"Xu Kaishan was ready to kill me, but Yang Xuyan asked me about the Taiping Hongbao. I was the one who leaked the news about this treasure book. I claimed to have seen the real treasure book, and they actually believed me, so they were reluctant to kill me."

"Yang Wengan follows their orders and comes every once in a while. But unfortunately, I don't have any great treasures."

"These two probably know the truth, but they still harbor a glimmer of hope. This shows how much they admire and yearn for the martial arts you practice."

Zhou Yi finally understood.

Li Mi frowned and suddenly asked, "Do you really have a great treasure?"

Zhou Yi said calmly: "No, but I can create my own."

"this"

Li Mi paused, sighed, and knocked the half-rolled book in his right hand against the palm of his left hand with a "pa" sound.

"Li really chose the wrong opponent."

He showed an expression of regret again: "When I first met you, I had the chance to kill you, and I should have been ruthless!"

"Stop dreaming," Zhou Yi said with a cold expression, "Where are Yang Xuyan and Xu Kaishan?"

"In Daxing Palace, Li Yuan is obsessed with sex, far less than I am. He took Yang Xuyan's woman into his room, unaware that she was using him for training. By now, she must have been drained dry."

"Once several members of the Li family died, the 'insect' would be kept alive until the end."

Li Mi was quite familiar with this evil skill: "If you go to Daxing Palace now, you should only be able to see one person."

Zhou Yi seemed to be thinking about something, and then looked at Li Mi with the same eyes he would look at a dead person.

When this moment came, Li Mi was not as calm as he said.

He took a deep breath and asked:

"If Li had really wanted to recruit Young Master Zhou, would there have been a chance?"

Zhou Yi's eyes were dark. "If you hadn't disturbed me, I might have already shattered the void and left. If you come to recruit me, you will surely die."

"Because I look down on you, and you have no tolerance for others, what else can I do besides being an enemy?"

Li Mi nodded: "That makes sense."

"Picking chrysanthemums beneath the eastern fence, I leisurely gaze upon the southern mountains. This is what you told me on the oxcart back then. Thinking about it now, it makes even more sense."

After saying that, he pointed towards the door:

"Young Master Zhou, the ox cart is a gift to you."

"Li Mi goes first."

I could hear his teeth grinding, and soon black blood came out of his mouth.

This poison came from the Great Ming Sect. He had no power at that moment. The moment he took the poison, his body stiffened and he died instantly.

Zhou Yi saw him breathe his last with his own eyes, and suddenly his mind became clear, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Marshal Yun leaned over to check and confirmed that Li Mi was dead.

Zhou Yi turned and walked out of the gate, looking at the ox cart parked at the door.

Marshal Yun seemed to understand something and lifted the curtain.

"Your Majesty, please."

"Can you drive?"

Yun Shuai said confidently, "Riding a horse, a cow, a sheep, a lion, a tiger, an eagle, or a python is no problem."

Zhou Yi smiled and said, "Let's go to Daxing Palace."

"yes!"

Yun Shuai responded loudly, then flew onto the ox. Strangely enough, the ox was frightened and mooed at first, but after Yun Shuai pressed his true energy, it immediately became obedient. Yun Shuai, the man and the ox became one, and with a ox-driving skill that surpassed Li Mi, he headed straight for Daxing Palace.

…

(End of this chapter)