Chapter 2869: The Love Is Gone, the Brothers Are Fighting

Jia Chang chuckled when he heard the words, and the acupuncture points in his body faintly emerged. Starlight fell from the nine heavens, landed on the top of his head, and fell into the black tiger's mouth. The evil spirit was even more amazing, and the surrounding void became sticky, as if it had turned into a swamp. , can devour creatures at any time.

Master Miaomiao's expression changed drastically, he raised his head and looked into the void, his eyes penetrated the roof, and he saw three ancient stars shining, and he exclaimed.

"Seven kills, breaking the army, greedy wolf! Three stars in the destiny, a natural general, master of killing in the world, no wonder you can achieve such military exploits!"

"It's really surprising that Sha Po Lang's fate, which can only be condensed in troubled times, appears in peaceful times!"

"I've said everything that needs to be said. I've also told you what you want to know. It's time for us to settle the cause and effect!"

Jia Chang put away the smile on his face, his expression became serious and stern, his eyes flashed coldly, he took a step forward and shouted.

"The demon monk has evil ways and has repeatedly cast spells to plot against our Jia family. If you don't leave something behind today, I'm afraid you'll be in trouble!"

A powerful momentum rose up, the black tiger roared, shaking the void, dust rose, and the entire air was filled with heavy pressure.

Golden lights appeared all over the body of the vast warrior, and his muscles were taut, like a golden Arhat, powerful and fierce. The Taoist robes on the body of Master Miaomiao glowed with a clear light, and various talismans shimmered and swam, forming a blue light shield, protecting him in the middle. The two people's faces were ashen, their eyes were full of solemnity, and they were extremely vigilant.

"The golden body of Buddhism and the robes of Taoism are somewhat interesting, but they are not enough. Today I want to see what kind of magical powers you have, and you actually dare to take action against the Jia family again and again!"

After saying that, Jia Chang took another step. The ground shook, the ruined temple collapsed instantly, rubble flew and dust filled the sky. He clenched his right hand into a fist and punched it out.

The air waves rolled and the void shook. Two figures flew out from the ruins of the ruined temple. They struck at the same time. The vast master held a vajra and smashed it at Jia Chang. The air made bursts of explosions with terrifying force.

Master Miaomiao is holding a seven-star sword. The stars fall from nine heavens away and converge on the sword body. It is dazzling and sharp, and it pierces Jia Chang directly.

"It's a small skill, not worth mentioning!"

The iron fist was so fierce that it was difficult to withstand it. It hit the Vajra directly. The sound was like the clash of gold and iron, crisp and bright. Cracks appeared on the body of the vajra. The whole body of the great warrior was shaken, and he flew out, smashing Landing on the ground.

The power of the fist did not fade, and he blasted out again, hitting the Seven-Star Sword. The starlight dispersed, the sword bent, and Miaomiao's tiger mouth cracked, blood flowed across it, and with a muffled groan, he stepped back again and again, leaving a trail on the bluestone on the ground. Footprints are clearly visible.

With just an ordinary punch, Jia Chang injured Master Mang Miao and Master Miao Miao. His power was unparalleled, he was invincible in the world, and his grace and grace were heart-wrenching.

Jia Chang took a step forward, and his figure disappeared. He was so close to the end of the world, and instantly appeared in front of Master Miaomiao, who had just stopped to retreat. He stretched out his right hand and pressed lightly. Master Miaomiao's sternum was shattered, and a blood arrow spurted out. His figure was like It fell towards the ground like a crumb.

Jia Chang's expression was stern, and in one flash, he appeared in front of Master Mangmang. He raised his right foot and stepped heavily on Master Mangmang's left knee.

"Crack!"

The knee was shattered, the bone spurs were exposed through the flesh and blood, and blood was flowing all over the ground. It was a horrifying sight.

"ah!"

Master Mangmang's golden body did not play any role in resisting, and he let out a miserable wail, rolling on the ground in pain.

"The Taoist priest is lame. As a fellow Taoist monk, how can he not accompany him?"

Jia Chang stared at this bloody scene with cold eyes, unmoved. He had never seen any horrifying scenes on the battlefield. Some soldiers had their stomachs scratched and their intestines flowed all over the ground, but they still killed them with their swords. The enemy is just a broken leg, nothing more.

Master Mang Mang wanted to scold his mother at this moment. He and Master Miaomiao forcibly descended from the immortal world. After experiencing the pain of their souls and injuries to their bodies, he became a lunatic monk and Miaomiao became a lame Taoist. He had already paid the price, why should he continue? Accompany Miaomiao, the real person who is lame.

"You are not good at cultivation. It seems that you cannot escape this disaster today. Let me send you to reincarnation!"

After saying that, Jia Chang looked evil-spirited, raised his right foot again, aimed it at the chest of the great warrior, and was about to step down again.

Suddenly, a fairy light shines, and a precious mirror emerges. Countless crazy men and resentful women appear on the mirror, with endless affection, countless lovesickness and love affairs, all in it.

The mirror light flashed, and the pink brilliance turned into a barrier, blocking the way of the great master, and was crushed by Jia Chang's foot.

Jia Chang placed his right foot on Master Mangmang's chest, stopped his movements, and looked at Fengyue Baojian. This object came from the Ethereal Palace in the Illusion Realm of Taixu. It was made by the Fairy Jinghuan. It specializes in treating the disease of evil thoughts and actions. Jia Chang sneered and said in a deep voice to save the world and save lives.

"Fairy Jing Huan, you are far away from Lihentian and you are attacking from a distance. How can you save their lives?"

The mirror shimmered slightly, and the figure of the police fairy appeared. She glanced at the whole place and saw that Master Mang Mang and Master Miao Miao were seriously injured and unable to move. She sighed, and a sweet sound came from the Fengyue Treasure Mirror. Just listen to what she said.

"Mr. Wu Guo, please be noble and spare their lives!"

"Why?"

Jia Chang asked with a cold face and without giving any face.

"The nectar-watering grace between Waiter Shenying and Fairy Jiangzhu has ended. What do you think?"

Jia Chang's face lightened up after hearing this. He bowed his head and pondered for a moment before nodding. The cause and effect between Jia Baoyu and Lin Daiyu was also a problem. Although he could resolve it, it would take a lot of effort. Now Fairy Jinghuan was willing to resolve this cause and effect, which saved him the trouble.

"Okay!"

"I'll spare their lives this time. If they fall into my hands again next time, they won't be so lucky!"

Jia Chang raised his foot and glanced at Master Mangmang, Master Miaomiao, and Fairy Jinghuan. He sneered, and his figure vanished and disappeared on the spot.

The Fengyue Baojian flashed with divine light and disappeared in the ruined temple, leaving only a vague voice.

"You guys take good care of your wounds and wait for orders!"

Master Mangmang and Master Miaomiao smiled bitterly at each other and said bitterly.

"The damage to the immortal body is not worth the loss!"

The old and the new year alternate, the new year gets rid of the old, and another year has passed in the blink of an eye. The sound of firecrackers is very lively. As the Duke's Mansion, Rongguo Mansion has countless old relatives and old friends who come to visit during this festival. For a whole ten days, there is an endless stream of guests, most of whom come for Jia Chang, flattering and fawning, and people's ears are calloused.

On this day, the Lantern Festival, Shenjing City held a lantern festival. Emperor Yuankang enjoyed it with the people and cancelled the curfew for today. Countless people, aristocratic families, young men and women, all stepped out of their homes to participate in the grand event. The whole Shenjing City became a sea of ​​joy. The wide streets were crowded with people.

Jia Chang took Xiao Ruyi to walk on the avenue, stopping every three or five steps. Xiao Ruyi's eyes were attracted by the delicacies on various stalls and couldn't move at all.

Jia Chang's hands were full of snacks bought by Xiao Ruyi. Looking at the little girl who kept eating, his face was full of helplessness and pampering.

"Well, it's delicious!"

Xiao Ruyi's mouth was full, but she couldn't stop eating. She sighed, her big eyes narrowed into crescents, and she smiled brightly.

Jia Chang looked at the little girl helplessly, shook his head, and ordered Li Hu behind him.

"You follow her, I'll go shopping alone!"

Jia Chang stuffed the things in his hands to Li Hu, took a step, and disappeared in the crowd, finally getting rid of a hard job.

Jia Chang followed the crowd and strolled around the lantern festival. There were merchants who spent a lot of money and put up lantern riddles. As long as they could solve them, they could get silver and money gifts, which attracted many people to stay here.

Jia Chang was knowledgeable. He took a glance and guessed all the answers to the riddles. However, he was the Duke of Wu, so he couldn't take advantage of this. He didn't answer them, and took another step and walked forward.

Suddenly, Jia Chang stopped and saw two men approaching a little girl stealthily. The two men moved very quickly, one covering her mouth and the other blocking the sight of the girl's family, and quickly kidnapped the girl.

"Beggars!"

During the Lantern Festival, not only the common people are active, but also beggars. These people like to kidnap young children and girls during such grand festivals, and sell them to wealthy families or to brothels. Every year at this time, many young children and girls are lost, and there are countless blood and tears.

Jia Chang locked his mind on the two men and did not chase them. Instead, he returned to Xiao Ruyi and Li Hu, took off the token from his waist, handed it to Li Hu, and ordered him.

"Take my token, go to the Yulin Guard to mobilize 300 people and horses, and surround the land temple outside the city for me!"

Li Hu took the order and went to the Yulin Guard's military camp. He mobilized 300 people and horses, led by Jia Huan, and hurried to the land temple.

Jia Chang first sent Xiao Ruyi back to the Duke's Mansion, and then came to the land temple with a fierce look. This land temple occupies a large area, with houses and courtyards. Three hundred Yulin guards, with cold and fierce looks, surrounded the land temple with swords in hand.

"I, Jia Huan, pay my respects to the commander!"

Jia Huan, dressed in armor, holding a nine-ring broadsword, saluted with a fist, looking solemn, resolute, and cold.

"This is the beggar's nest. You take people in to rescue the child and kill all the kidnappers!"

"I obey your command!"

Jia Huan received the order loudly, waved his hand, and took the lead. He kicked open the door of the land temple, holding a nine-ring broadsword, and rushed in. The armored soldiers behind him were grim and murderous.

As soon as Jia Huan stepped into the land temple, two steel knives slashed at his face beside the door. Jia Huan sneered, showing his fangs, and swung the nine-ring broadsword in his hand, directly cutting off the steel knife and slashing across the necks of two figures. Blood gushed out, bright and bright.

Jia Huan kept walking, his eyes locked on all the adult men, and ran straight ahead, murderous step by step, cold and bright, one figure after another fell to the ground, and the Yulin Guards behind him entered, also waving swords and killing enemies, cruel and cruel, cold and ruthless.

In just a quarter of an hour, dozens of figures fell in a pool of blood. The Yulin Guards began to search houses and temples. In an underground dark room, they found the abducted children and girls, and prepared to send them to Shuntian Prefecture, waiting for their families to take them back.

Jia Huan, covered in blood and with a murderous look on his face, walked in front of Jia Chang, clasped his fists and saluted, and reported.

"I am here to report!"

Jia Chang looked at Jia Huan, who had a resolute face and a terrifying aura, and nodded secretly. Jia Huan had been reborn, and there was no trace of his original wretchedness.

"Well done, work hard, don't let your mother and sister down!"

Jia Chang patted Jia Huan on the shoulder and said encouragingly.

Jia Huan seemed to have received great affirmation, his expression was excited, he scratched his head, and said a little embarrassedly.

"I know, I will work hard and support my aunt and sister in the future!"

When Jia Chang heard this, he looked relieved, just like a father seeing his son grow up.

"Come to my house tomorrow, I will test whether your martial arts have improved!"

Jia Huan nodded, and left with 300 Yulin Guards, heading towards Shuntian Mansion.

The next morning, at the Wuguogong Mansion, the martial arts training ground.

Jia Chang put his left hand behind his back, holding a spear in his right hand, and looked at Jia Huan opposite quietly, calmly and calmly, and said.

"Take out all your strength, let me see how good your martial arts are now!"

Jia Huan looked solemn, his eyes narrowed slightly, his eyes were sharp, and the nine-ring broadsword in his hand was shining coldly under the sunlight, with faint dark red rust, which were all human blood residues. An invisible sharpness condensed on the blade, he shouted, kicked his feet hard, and dust flew, leaving a deep pit on the compacted ground of the martial arts training ground.

Jia Huan was like an arrow shot from a bow, holding the nine-ring broadsword high in his hand, the cold light flashed through the void, and he chopped directly towards Jia Chang. The wind of the sword was overbearing, and before it fell, it blew up the dust on the ground, interfering with Jia Chang's vision.

Jia Chang took a step back, and the blade with a flashing cold light brushed the tip of his nose and fell. His skin could faintly feel the cold breath of the nine-ring broadsword. Jia Chang's nostrils twitched, and a strong smell of blood came, making him frown slightly.

"It seems that Jia Huan has taken action a lot during this period, and killed a lot of people with his sword. No wonder he has such murderous intent!"

Jia Huan did not think that he could achieve success with one sword. He turned his elbow, and the nine-ring broadsword stopped falling, and swept horizontally towards Jia Chang's neck, extremely cruel and merciless.

Jia Chang took another step back, still without making a move. He dodged the blade of the broadsword with extreme precision, and the cold light stimulated the hair on his neck to stand up, giving him goose bumps.

"The moves are varied and the power is exquisite, but there is still a slight lag, which needs to be improved!"

Jia Chang was calm and composed, with a hint of satisfaction in his eyes, and he commented on Jia Huan's martial arts moves, full of ease and freedom.

Jia Huan's eyes condensed slightly, and he stepped on his feet. In an instant, he was behind Jia Chang, and the nine-ring broadsword slashed out again. The blade was faintly glowing. Jia Huan mobilized the blood and qi in his body and added it to the nine-ring broadsword, making it sharper.

Jia Chang did not turn around, as if he had eyes on his back. He took two steps forward and returned to the position where he was standing at the beginning, dodging the blade just right. The whole process was smooth and freehand, as if Jia Huan was deliberately cooperating with Jia Chang's movements, without any error.

Jia Huan retreated and slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air. The white air was like a sword, and it lingered for a long time, which was very magical.

Jia Huan frowned slightly, his expression was solemn, and he watched Jia Chang's back vigilantly, mobilizing the blood and qi in his body with all his strength. The roar of the rushing river came faintly from his body. He raised the nine-ring broadsword in his hand again, and his figure was like lightning. The nine-ring broadsword passed through the void, and the cold light was like a waning moon, which was cold and chilling.

Jia Chang took a step to the left and dodged Jia Huan's knife. The broadsword retreated and fell again. Jia Chang took two steps to the right again, and the speed was extremely fast. The figure seemed to flash directly at this position, walking like a ghost, erratic.

Jia Huan kept slashing the broadsword around Jia Chang, the cold light flashed, the afterimages were everywhere, the sharp aura was raging, leaving a trail of knife marks on the ground, the dust was flying, and the sky was dark.

Jia Chang dodged and moved in a small space, flashing left and right, moving forward and backward, and each time he just avoided the cold light of Jia Huan's blade.

Jia Huan's breathing gradually became heavy, his body was soaked with sweat, and he felt very tired. Sweat dripped into the corners of his eyes. He didn't dare to blink, staring at the figure in front of him. The distance was close, but it seemed like the ends of the earth were far away. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't touch the corner of the other party's clothes. The difference in strength was too great, like a natural chasm.

Jia Huan mobilized the last bit of strength in his body, shouted loudly, the sound was like thunder, the blood in his body was agitated, the nine-ring broadsword split the air in front of him, and fell silently towards Jia Chang.

Jia Chang's spear finally moved, and he thrust forward suddenly. There was a burst in the air, and the air seemed to be pierced.

"Ding!"

The tip of the spear touched the tip of the knife, and the two saw sparks flashing, and stopped in mid-air, no longer moving.

"Dang!"

Jia Huan felt a shock coming from the Nine-Ring Sword, his arm was paralyzed, and he could no longer hold the Nine-Ring Sword in his hand. His fingers loosened and fell to the ground.

Jia Huan looked down at the Nine-Ring Sword on the ground, feeling lost, sighed, and said frustratedly.

"I lost!"

Jia Huan's chest rose and fell violently, his breathing was heavy, his mouth and nose were used, he bent his knees and bent over, holding his knees with both hands, his face flushed, and he had exhausted all his physical strength.

"You are too strong, even if I exert my full strength, I still can't touch the corner of your clothes!"

Jia Chang retracted the spear in his hand, and pushed it down, and the spear sank into the ground. He slowly walked in front of Jia Huan and stretched out his right hand.

Jia Huan looked up, stretched out his hand, held Jia Chang's palm tightly, and stood up.

Jia Chang looked at Jia Huan with satisfaction, patted his shoulder, and praised him.

"Well done, it seems that you have not slacked off during this period and have worked hard!"

"Your martial arts realm is now close to the great perfection of the Qi and Blood Realm, only a little weaker than Wang Ziteng. The rest is just slow work, don't worry!"

Jia Huan was refreshed when he heard this, his eyes brightened, and he had more confidence in his heart. Who is Wang Ziteng? He is the top military commander of Daqian, deeply trusted by Emperor Yuankang. He suffered a disastrous defeat in the battle with Tatar, but he was not punished and still held the important position of the governor of the Beijing Camp.

Jia Chang and Jia Huan left the martial arts training ground and sat down in a pavilion.

Jia Chang looked at Jia Huan, who had a resolute face, thought for a while, and spoke.

"Now you are on duty in the Qianqing Palace. Although His Majesty is afraid of me and does not want me to take charge of the military power, he wants to win me over, and will definitely show favor to the people around me!"

"As long as you work diligently, work hard, and do not make big mistakes, you will definitely be valued by His Majesty, and your future will naturally not be a problem!"

Jia Huan listened to Jia Chang's advice, nodded thoughtfully, and replied.

"I know!"

Jia Huan does not have the great wisdom of Jia Chang, nor is he as smart as Jia Baoyu. Fortunately, he has self-knowledge and is willing to listen to others' advice. He is better than many people.

"There is another thing, you must not participate in the struggle between the princes. Now my Jia family, a family of three dukes, is extremely prosperous. Even if we support the new emperor to ascend the throne, there will not be much change, but if we bet on the wrong treasure, it will be unimaginable. The advantages and disadvantages are not equal!"