Cyber Daming

"I didn't expect you to be the first one to arrive at Himeji Castle. This is somewhat beyond my expectation."

Zhou Heyu had a calm smile on his face, and his handsome and elegant face did not show the slightest anger because of Yun Cong's death.

The black-clothed servant who was forced back by Li Jun's punch stood beside him with his hands tied, staring at Li Jun with cold eyes.

"In my plan, I originally planned to use this idiot Yun Cong to fish out Gui Wangda or Qian Fengting, one of the deputy qianhu, and use their heads to make a good impression in front of Mr. Xu. However, everything in the world cannot go as expected. , that’s all.”

Zhou Heyu sighed, with the free and easy demeanor of a noble disciple, and smiled at Li Jun: "Now that Yun Cong, the traitor of the Jin Yiwei, is dead, you can be considered as avenging Qiu Long. I am not interested in killing you yet, so as not to It’s all a benefit to others.”

After saying this, Zhou Heyu raised his arms and rolled his sleeves: "Let me remind you, Wang Changting is not a religious man. If nothing else happens, he should have known about your departure from Inushan City by now. If you don't want a fire in the backyard, it's best now Just go back to Inuyama Castle and guard your territory.”

Li Jun raised his eyes and looked Zhou Heyu up and down. The undisguised sarcasm in his eyes and the mockery hanging on the corner of his mouth were clearly looking at an arrogant and arrogant fool. The face of Himeji Castle's ambassador couldn't help but darken.

"Do you think I came to Himeji Castle just to kill a Chief Hatake?"

"Don't you still want to kill me? Hahahaha"

Zhou Heyu closed his eyes slightly and said with a sneer: "If you want to ask for a debtor to be vindicated, it also depends on whether you have the ability to redress people's grievances and the ability to collect debts. Are you right? Yan Jun Baihu."

"If you don't overestimate your own capabilities, you will end up ruining your life in vain. This is Himeji Castle. Your coming to the rescue is enough to repay your friendship with the horned dragon. If you continue to fight, you, Inuyama, will die next. If you lose Inushan City, how can you cooperate with Pei Xingjian’s students?"

Zhou Heyu put his hands behind his back and said calmly: "You can't tell the difference between the dead and the undead, which one is more important, right?"

In the eyes of Zhou Heyu, a disciple from an imperial family, human life is nothing more than a weighting tool for weighing interests.

As for the grudges and loyalty, they are just gimmicks to make oneself legitimate and gain profits.

Zhou Heyu believed that in the current situation, the Jinyiwei Baihu would definitely make the right choice.

But when Li Jun spoke the next moment, the calmness on Zhou Heyu's face instantly disappeared.

"Those who are alive will not die, but those who are dead, I will also vent my anger on them."

Li Jun raised his arm and raised his sword, the blade pointing straight ahead!

"Otherwise they won't be able to close their eyes, and I won't be able to feel at ease!"

"Okay, okay."

Zhou Heyu laughed angrily, and no longer cared about his previous thoughts of leaving a little trouble for Wang Changting, and said ferociously: "It seems that you are determined to do something right with me today? Chen Zong!"

"The old slave is here."

The slave in black heard the sound and took a step forward.

Zhou Heyu said coldly: "Kill him, and I will reward your descendants with three places to remove the seal of the Zhou family."

"Thank you, sir."

Hearing the reward offered by Zhou Heyu, the old man named Chen Zong was immediately happy, and his body exuded an even colder and piercing killing intent.

"Are you the Wu Xu named Li Jun under Su Ce?"

Chen Zong's cold eyes fell on Li Jun, and he said in a deep voice: "Before I followed the young master into the Japanese area, I heard that the remnants of Huang Tianmen fled here, abandoned the ancestral rules, and brought in a Japanese pirate named Huang Shilie. He broke up and ruined Wu Xu's reputation."

"I originally planned to take advantage of the young master's appointment to deal with them all, but I didn't expect that you got there first. But if you can kill Huang Shilie and drive away those trash from Huang Tianmen, you and Su Ce can be considered as contributing to Wu Xu. played a part.”

Chen Zong's voice turned cold: "It's a pity that you dared to speak rudely to the young master today. The fault you committed cannot be worth the merit."

Two skinny and withered palms poked out from the sleeves, and the five fingers that were slowly gathered together made a dull popping sound.

"The punch you just threw was from Changshan Zhending Sect's fifth-grade boxing technique of seeing the dragon and disarming the armor. There are some shadows of Zhao Jiguan, the master of Zhending Sect, in the flow of punch, which is not bad. But if you think you can rely on this Dian Wuxue kills a deformed evil creature and has the ability to do the following, then you are still thinking too much!"

"What kind of martial arts do you have?"

Li Jun stared at the old man with an unruly expression, his eyebrows solemn.

Chen Zong said proudly: "Dacheng Wusi!"

Li Jun's frown suddenly relaxed, his pursed lips curved, and he laughed dumbly.

boom!

Chen Zong didn't know why Li Jun had the courage to show such an expression in front of him, but this arrogant attitude really made him feel angry.

He snorted coldly, and his body disappeared immediately, and he rushed towards Li Jun in a blink of an eye.

"Chen Zong of Yiyang Clan, today I will teach you, this junior, how to behave on behalf of Su Ce!"

Two ghostly figures that were almost impossible to locate with the naked eye entangled and collided, and a harsh sonic boom exploded from the front door to the sky above the house.

At the same time, a large number of people from the Zhou family appeared outside the Himeji Castle residence, and countless cold guns were aimed at the few remaining Himeji Castle guards.

"Sir, we will cover your breakout."

A Jin Yiwei hugged the unconscious Jishan, reached out and picked up a bolt gun from the corpse on the ground, and looked at Zou Sijiu with a brave face.

"What's the point of breaking through? We're the ones surrounding them!"

After Zou Sijiu said these words, he ignored the stunned Jin Yiwei and pretended to wipe the non-existent cold sweat on his forehead with his hand.

"Damn it, I almost got fooled by that old man."

Zou Sijiu muttered softly and looked down at his chest: "Master Ma, when did you update this portable function?"

"I want you to take care of it." Prince Ma's angrily reply rang in his ears.

"How can you, an old pervert like you, be embarrassed?"

Zou Sijiu chuckled and looked up at the blank gazes of the Jinyi guards.

"Let's bet, how long do you think this bumbling old guy can last in Li Jun's hands?"

"Five moves."

Zou Sijiu curled his lips and said, "You think too highly of him. I'll give you three moves."

"What bet?"

"Just bet."

Before Zou Sijiu finished speaking, there was a loud thunder-like sound above his head.

The sweeping air wave knocked the Jin Yiwei who barely stood up to the ground again, and even Zou Sijiu couldn't help but lower his head.

boom!

A figure fell from the sky, creating a deep pit of ten feet wide in the open space in front of the Himeji Castle Hundred Houses.

"impossible"

As soon as the shrill roar sounded, he was hit back into the stomach by the heavy punches that followed.

boom!

With the pit as the center, the hard ground with a radius of five feet was like a stone thrown into a lake, causing horrifying ripples and terrifying cracks.

"It's over, no more gambling."

Zou Sijiu shook his head and smiled bitterly, his face full of helplessness.

It hasn't opened yet, it's already over.

"A servant stamped with the seal of Confucianism, covered in rotten and stinking flesh and blood, is he worthy of being pointed at by the fierce fingers of the wild world?"

Li Jun no longer looked at the corpse that had been reduced to rotten flesh at his feet, and stepped onto the steps of the house. Blood was slowly dripping from the fingertips of his right hand hanging on the side of his leg, and a scarlet blood line was drawn out with his footsteps.

Chen Zong, who claims to be a master of martial arts, is so vulnerable in front of Li Jun, not only because of Du Xing's suppression of the sect, but also because he is not a martial arts master at all, he is just a facade.

The stench emanating from his body was very familiar to Li Jun. As early as when he was in Chengdu Mansion, he had smelled it on the body of Wu Xu, who was trained into a yellow scarf warrior by Yu Kou.

The seal of Confucian prefaces belongs to "imperial", one of the six arts of Confucianism.

In essence, it is not much different from Daoxu and Yellow Turban Rikishi. The advantage is that it can retain the independent consciousness of the person who is sealed.

But for Wu Xu, this is a chronic poison.

Pure flesh and blood is inserted into the will of others, and it will only be a matter of time before it withers.

Inside the house, Zhou Heyu watched helplessly as Chen Zong was easily killed by Li Jun, but he did not choose to run away. He still stood calmly on the spot, with a Yuan Ting Yue Zhi demeanor that was not inferior to before.

But where outsiders couldn't see, his ten fingers behind his back were intertwined, and his fingertips were white and trembling.

Zheng.

Li Jun pulled out the Xiuchun knife that was stuck next to Yun Cong's body. The tip of the knife hit the ground, making a harsh sound as it was being dragged.

"Killing me will only do you a lot of harm, not a single benefit."

Zhou Heyu looked at Li Jun and said loudly: "I can deal with Wang Changting with you, and let him die in exchange for my life."

Snapped!

The cold blade gently slapped the side of Zhou Heyu's face.

Li Jun looked half-smiling, and asked, "Are you a Confucian scholar?"

"Confucian Preface Five. But I am from the Runan Zhou Clan."

Zhou Heyu couldn't care less about the shame and humiliation in front of him. He barely controlled the trembling in his words amidst the bloody smell that almost suffocated him when he was thrown on his face.

"If you want to support Yang Baize, you will have to decide the outcome with Wang Changting sooner or later. Even if you can defeat him, the Wang family behind him is famous for his revenge, and he will never give up. With Pei Xingjian's ability, the most he can do is keep Chen Qi. I can’t protect you, sir!”

Li Jun smiled and said: "He can't protect me, how can your little Xu Wu do it?"

"Runan Zhou Vale can do it!"

Zhou Heyu had already forgotten that the Jin Yiwei in front of him was only of the same rank as himself.

Seeing Li Jun answer the question, he was like a drowning man grasping for life-saving straws, and said urgently: "I can send you back to the mainland. As long as you enter Henan Province, no one in the Ming Empire can touch you, not even the Buddha." Neither can the Tao family!"

"So majestic."

Li Jun raised his eyebrows and sneered: "But I didn't kill you immediately because I didn't want to negotiate these terms with you."

"I know that just saving my life won't satisfy you. Whatever you want, just ask."

In front of the desire to survive, the pretended calmness on Zhou Heyu's face quickly dissipated like a flower blown by the wind.

"If you feel that what Chen Zong just said offended you, I can give you the seals of his whole family so that you can vent your anger. As long as you have a thought, all consciousness of Chen Zong's family members, young and old, will be deleted in an instant. How about turning into an idiot who is at the mercy of others?”

Zhou Heyu's blazing and earnest gaze was completely extinguished by the two cold words uttered from Li Jun's mouth.

"Kneel down."

"What?"

The flattering smile on Zhou Heyu's face instantly solidified, and he looked at Li Jun with a shocked expression.

Snap, another crisp sound.

The long and narrow blade drew a scarlet mark on the side of his face.

"I want you to kneel down."

Zhou Heyu no longer doubted whether his ears heard correctly, and the burning pain on his face made his heart tremble.

Should we retain our dignity, or kneel down and beg for life?

Zhou Heyu didn't have much time to hesitate. The moment the blade touched his throat, the knees of the Himeji Castle ambassador hit the ground heavily.

"Kneel down outside."

"Li Jun you"

Phew!

One left arm was cut off at shoulder level, and the blood gushing out from the cut stained Zhou Heyu's blue official robe red.

The beating arc burned the flesh and blood at the wound. In the flickering light, the beast whose head was embroidered on his chest no longer showed any ferocity with its teeth and claws.

When you decide to give up your dignity, all subsequent humiliations are no longer difficult to accept.

This is what Confucianism means: a gentleman does not stand behind dangerous walls.

Zhou Heyu lowered his face with fear, covered the wound on his arm, and knelt all the way to the door of the house.

At this moment, under the steps, everyone in the Zhou clan was kneeling on the ground.

In the midst of the darkness, everyone among the remaining imperial guards of Himeji City was wounded and armed with knives.

Even Jishan, who regained consciousness, used his last bit of strength to connect a severed arm, leaning on the Xiuchun knife inserted into the ground, and stared at Zhou Heyu who was kneeling with blood-red eyes. His broken tongue, which had not yet recovered, could only make a hoarse sound. neighing.

"Kowtow." Li Jun's tone was indifferent, without any emotion.

"Yan Jun, I."

A foot stepped on the back of Zhou Heyu's head, crushing the words in his mouth and slamming his head on the ground.

"Why is this so?"

A sigh came from nowhere, but Li Jun ignored it, and a strong murderous intention like a mountain roaring and a tsunami suddenly appeared in his cold eyes!

"Qiulong, watch out!"

The Xiuchun knife fell in the wind, and a human head rolled down the steps.

Zhou Heyu's eyes widened as his dead facial features were drained of blood, and streaks of cold light flashed through his dim pupils.

Zheng! Zheng! Zheng!

The sound of sword chants followed closely, heads fell to the ground as if they were kowtows, and blood spurted out like spilled wine.

Himeji Castle's Imperial Guards honor their enemies with their lives.

Respect the horned dragon of hundreds of households, respect the general flag with heavy armor, and respect the small flag with red eyes.

"ah!!!"

Jishan shouted loudly, his voice sad but happy.

"Why is this so?"

Li Jun looked back, and a vermilion projection slowly appeared in front of him.

"For the sake of a few insignificant guards, I have to push myself into a dead end? Is it worth it?"

Li Jun bent his elbow and clamped the knife, wiping away the blood.

"and who are you?"

The man wearing a red official robe smiled slightly: "Xu Haichao, the envoy of the Japanese area."

Edo Castle Hundred Household Office.

Sandalwood overflows and Buddha's voice floats.

King Ming sat cross-legged on the futon. Behind him was a Buddha statue with lowered eyebrows and a soft smile. The upper part of his exposed arm was made of flesh and blood, and half was mechanical. The extended index finger just touched the ring scar on King Ming's head.

"Senior brother."

Ran Deng pushed open the door and said in an urgent voice: "Okayama Castle Kakumu Jiao, Shiga Castle Elder and others were attacked by the Confucian clan. I'm afraid they won't be able to hold on for long. Do we need to send someone to rescue them?"

The projections surrounding King Ming stopped dancing at the same time and floated quietly in mid-air. A pair of illusory eyes looked directly at the burning lamp.

An unreasonable chill filled his heart, Ran Deng's face was tense, and he subconsciously took a step back.

"Senior brother?"

King Ming, who was meditating with his eyes closed, slowly opened his eyes, and his pupils were filled with an inhuman golden color.

Ran Deng clasped his hands together and knelt on the ground, his face just blank.

"Believers light lamps and kowtow to the Buddha."

"Do you know your fate?"

Ran Deng replied respectfully: "Feeding eagles with oneself will end the cause and effect."

King Ming nodded with satisfaction, then stood up and strode towards the outside of the house.