Chapter 495: Mustard Repay

Yang Jun returned to the Blade's station and came to the temple where the super warriors were hidden.

Up to the third floor of the temple, Yang Jun first came to the front of the evil spirit Lingyun, Wen Xin Diaolong and Nancheng Buxiaotian. The three of them were controlled by the controller and remained there like wax figures.

Looking at the stiff expressions of the three of them, Yang Jun's thoughts couldn't help but float back to the past. I think these three people have shined brightly before, especially in Nancheng Buxiaotian. How many masters have they killed with one move in the sky? As the head of the Nancheng Sword Sect, they were almost invincible in the world.

He also has evil spirits, possessed the Nine Yang Divine Arts and Tai Chi Sword, and acted like his name. He was so evil spirits that no one could conquer Xiaotian City back then.

Finally, Wen Xin Diaolong entered the Western Liang Iron Cavalry first than Yang Jun. Among the eight generals of the Western Liang Iron Cavalry, he ranked third. He was only under the believers of the Painted Ji and the Silver Clothes. He was known as the most skilled general among the Western Liang Iron Cavalry. He had a dragon-patterned gun and a set of horse-breaking guns. He was also rare to be a rival. However, now they had strong skills, but were controlled by a small controller and could not move a finger. It was even more sad than the fish that had reached the shore. Life and death were only in the mind of others.

On that afternoon and throughout the evening, Yang Jun used the controller to untie the restrictions on their bodies one by one in this temple, and then before they resisted, they used the Beiming divine art to absorb all their internal strength. When the morning mist was driven away by the morning sun the next day, Yang Jun also sucked away the skills of the last one, Nancheng Buxiaotian.

Yang Jun started with an ordinary super warrior, untie control one by one and sucked one by one. Nancheng Buxiaotian was the last one.

When Yang Jun was absorbing evil spirits, Wen Xin Diaolong and Nancheng Bu Xiaotian, they immediately launched a counterattack as soon as they untie their control. However, before they were moved, Yang Jun had absorbed the skills of 227 super warriors, and his skills were already several times stronger than in "Jianghu". How could he take the three of them seriously now? The pitcher held them in one move with one move, and then sucked them all one by one.

When Yang Jun's right hand left Nancheng Buxiaotian's back, and when Nancheng Buxiaotian collapsed on the ground like a pool of soft mud, his skills were at least seven times that of "Jianghu". The surging internal force in his body gave Yang Jun an illusion, as if he could kill gods and destroy Buddhas with a wave of his hand.

When Yang Jun absorbed the 227 super warriors one by one, in "Jianghu", the imperial city of the Bauhinia Dynasty was already in chaos, with murder and robbery everywhere, and spreading everywhere that the Purple-Yuan Hou was dead, Tiansha Guxing was dead, Nancheng Buxia Tian, ​​evil spirits and other city lords were dead, and the destruction of the Bauhinia Dynasty was inevitable.

In a few minutes, this chaos spread to the other seventeen cities of "Jianghu". Some people panic, some people are excited, and some are indifferent.

The people who panic are vested interests of the Bauhinia Dynasty. If the Bauhinia Dynasty is there, they can gain a lot of benefits. Once the Bauhinia falls, they will lose everything they already have. So this chaos makes them panic and afraid, but they are powerless and can only wait for the result. These people hope in their hearts that the news that the Purple-Yellow Marquis is dead is a rumor, or the Bauhinia has the ability to turn the tide by the powerful people, and they are praying sincerely.

People who are excited are excited and have many reasons for excitement. Some people think that when the Bauhinia Dynasty falls, they will be able to move from time to time. From then on, the storm will come and go, and some people are because they have a grudge against the Bauhinia Dynasty. This hatred may be very large, or it may be just a soldier of the Bauhinia Dynasty who once scolded him. In short, these people have long been looking forward to the destruction of the Bauhinia Dynasty.

As for those indifferent people, they are nothing but people who have no grudges or grudges from the Bauhinia Dynasty. For such people, let alone the fall of the Bauhinia Dynasty, they don’t care even if they change eighteen dynasties overnight. It is absolutely "it’s not up to you."

The palace of the Bauhinia Dynasty was also in chaos at that time. Those who could run away were rolled up some treasures and other things and escaped. There were only a few who were still in the palace, but Mustard Ruo was still sitting on the Temple of Heaven behind the palace.

In fact, after the Purple-Yi Hou went to kill the evil swordsman Yang Jun, if Mustard went to this Temple of Heaven, she would never come down again. She had been waiting for the news.

She hoped to wait until the Ziyi Hou came back, and then regretfully told her that the evil swordsman had not found the original body. In that case, her heart would be at peace and repay the kindness that the evil swordsman gave her and Shi Tou.

The sun rose and the moon set, and she did not wait until the Ziyi Marquis came back, but only waited for a news that Ziyi Marquis was dead, and the building of the Zijing Dynasty was about to collapse and was about to collapse.

She was stunned at that time.

She wanted to save the evil swordsman Yang Jun and repay the kindness that the evil swordsman once gave her and Shi Tou, but what she wanted was not the result. She never thought that the purple-clothed marquis, who was like a god, would never return.

Not long afterwards, she saw that under the Temple of Heaven, the entire palace and the entire imperial city were in chaos, as chaotic as the end of the world, with robbery and killing everywhere, and the smell of blood filled the whole city. She could clearly smell it when she sat on the Temple of Heaven.

Seeing the chaos below, she knew that the Bauhinia Dynasty was probably going to perish because people's hearts were already in chaos.

Then she kept sitting on the Temple of Heaven, letting the sun rise and the sun set, and the moon moves and stars flash. Even if the wanton wind blew her black hair and covered her face, she would not raise her hand and brush it gently.

Yang Jun sucked away 227 super warriors and evil spirits, Wen Xin Diaolong, Nancheng Buxiaotian's internal strength. When he came out of the temple, he found that the outside had been cleaned up by new soldiers, and there were soldiers full of armed warned everywhere. When Yang Jun came out of the temple, a major officer came over to salute and report to him. He was ordered to lead a team to guard the place, so that Yang Jun would give orders if he had anything to do.

Yang Jun was stunned for a moment, then pointed to the temple he had just walked out, and asked the major to take people up and arrest everyone in the building and hand it over to the superior for disposal.

Then Yang Jun returned to his dormitory.

Before entering the door, Yang Jun saw that the doors of several adjacent dormitories were all open, and the inside was all over the mess, and his dormitories were also open. When Yang Jun walked in, he saw that his things were also overturned. Yang Jun smiled faintly, thinking that except for a dream game cabin, nothing else was worthwhile, just flip through it.

As soon as he thought of this, Yang Jun's face changed because he suddenly thought of the black controller he had put under the pillow. He walked quickly to the head of the bed, lifted the pillow, and then uncovered the sheet...

The black controller is still there.

But the expression on Yang Jun's face became very depressed, because although the black controller was still there, it seemed to have been hit hard by force and had broken into several pieces.

After returning to the pillow that had just been lifted, Yang Jun noticed a big footprint on the pillow.

It seems that most people have stepped on this pillow.

He took out the silver controller in his pocket of his clothes and glanced at it. Yang Jun sighed inwardly, could he have the only life to own one controller?

Hiding the silver controller in the desk drawer, Yang Jun took off his coat and entered the Dream Game Cabin.

"Where are you?"

Entering the game, Yang Jun dialed the communicator of Mustard Ruo and asked her where she was.

"Imperial Palace Temple of Heaven..."

Mustard Ruo's answer was beyond Yang Jun's expectations. Yang Jun thought she would not answer her communication, but he just called her communicator with the mentality of trying it out. Unexpectedly, she answered the communicator just after the communicator rang twice, and she casually told her current location.

"Don't leave! I'll come to you right away."

"good."

After the call, Yang Jun frowned slightly. How could this happen? She lied to me. When the Marquis Ziyi and the Marquis of Ziyi were about to kill the Blade Station, she deceived me and the believers of Huaji from there, resulting in loneliness, coldness and miserable waiting for a hundred and dozens of female soldiers to die. She dared to answer my communication? She dared to wait for me to see her?

Maybe she was just perfunctory to me, but in fact, as soon as my communication ended, she might have stayed away from the palace and even fled the imperial city.

Yang Jun had uncertain thoughts in his mind, but he immediately summoned the phantom beast Yu'er, stood on Yu'er's back, and quickly flew towards the imperial city Luoyang.

From early morning to late night, and from late night to early morning, Yang Jun finally flew over the imperial city Luoyang. At that time, the moon was already west. Yang Jun commanded Yu'er to fly over the palace and saw a figure on the Temple of Heaven, the tallest building in the palace.

Is she really still there? Didn’t run away? Is it because the Marquis of Ziyi is dead and she wants to be buried with her? Or has she set up a killing formation waiting for me to avenge Marquis of Ziyi?

The thought of suspicion instantly filled Yang Jun's mind. After hesitating for a moment, Yang Jun still ordered the feathers who had hovered over the Temple of Heaven to fall down.

"Why are you lying to me?"

Mustard Ruo sat on the edge of the Temple of Heaven. Yu'er fell from the sky and almost flew past the Temple of Heaven. Yang Jun took a step and walked from Yu'er's back to the Temple of Heaven. At this time, standing behind Mustard Ruo, Yang Jun asked this question that made him feel uneasy.

Mustard did not answer immediately, after Yang Jun asked this question, she stood up silently from the edge of the Temple of Heaven, then turned around without any haste, with a calm expression, smiled at Yang Jun indifferently, and said, "Marquis Ziyi takes the army to destroy your body. I don't want you to die, so I will cheat you away..."

Yang Jun was stunned.

Before coming, he had guessed dozens of possibilities, but he hadn't guessed this one.

"call!"

Just as Yang Jun was stunned, mustard, standing five or six meters away opposite Yang Jun, had its long black shawl hair suddenly turned white, four or five meters long. With a swing of her head, the white hair behind her head thrust like a spear like Yang Jun's chest. At the same time, she took a step forward and instantly rushed to Yang Jun's front, with both hands in claws, and the nails on her ten fingers bounced straight into Yang Jun's lower abdomen.

Yang Jun was caught off guard, and the white hair instantly pierced into his chest. Mustard Ruo's claws also penetrated into his abdomen, but they were just pierced less than a centimeter and could no longer penetrate deeper. Yang Jun was in pain and hit his palms with his conditioned palms, knocking Mustard Ruo's petite body away with a loud bang, and instantly fell to the Temple of Heaven.

Yang Jun looked down at the wound on his chest and abdomen. Blood was still flowing out, but Yang Jun knew that the wound was not deep and it was not serious. He jumped off the Temple of Heaven and fell down where mustard fell.

"You lied to me again?"

Yang Jun scolded the dying mustard Ruo with disgust.

"Ziyihou, I owe you what I owe you. Is this okay?..."
Chapter completed!