Chapter 335: Nine Provinces Shocked

“Is this the temple that Emperor Qing has been thinking about?”

In the pitch-black North Pole, Shen Yuanliang stood on the deck, overlooking the devastated military museum. A cold light flashed across his bright eyes: “Who fired the nuclear bomb at Qingdi City?”

Xu Fengnian was extremely decisive. After launching eleven nuclear bombs, he immediately pressed the self-destruct button. The entire temple was instantly reduced to ashes, leaving only ruins.

“Zizzizi!!”

In the quiet Arctic, there was a faint noise in the whistling cold wind. Shen Yuanliang listened attentively, then flew into the clouds and found a broken robot in a canyon.

On the white glacier, the golden “blood” looked extremely dazzling, accompanied by a pungent smell, and Shen Yuanliang understood.

“What kind of sparks will be created when technology meets Yanjiashu?”

With a wave of his right hand, the broken robot appeared before his eyes. Shen Yuanliang raised his eyebrows, and a series of wonderful ideas quickly took root in his mind, dispelling his previous depression.

……

“Tai’an City is finished. After the sun sets, not a blade of grass grows. Millions of people are wiped out in an instant. It’s too tragic, too tragic!”

“What a terrible method! If I owned the ‘Sun’, who in the world would dare to offend me?”

“The Qing Emperor City was destroyed in ten days. If the Qing Emperor hadn’t taken action himself, the consequences would be unimaginable. Who is so cruel and crazy to do such a wicked thing?”

The nuclear bomb attacks on Tai’an City and Qingdi City were spread widely in less than three days by various extraordinary means. Many people were frightened, fearing that another sun would fall from the sky.

A martial arts master has great power within himself. He can destroy mountains and cut cliffs, and chill nineteen states with a single sword strike. However, it is almost impossible for him to kill millions of people at once.

Nowadays, there is a “weapon” that can destroy the world and is always hanging over people’s heads. Not to mention ordinary people, even martial arts masters feel like there is something stuck in their throats, and a chill rushes to their foreheads.

Nanqing, Taiji Hall.

“Have you checked it out?”

Emperor Qing asked expressionlessly, gesturing at the arrow in his hand.

When he suddenly heard the news about Tai’an City, Emperor Qing suddenly thought of Ye Qingmei and the temple. Snipe someone from miles away and wipe out Tai’an City from tens of thousands of miles away were both the same approach.

“His Majesty.”

Rolling his wheelchair, Chen Pingping, dressed in a black round-necked robe and with a serious face, cupped his hands and said, “Following the traces of the falling ‘Sun’, the spies of the Overwatch Council headed north.”

“Exactly one month later, a ruin was discovered in the far north. It is very likely the legendary temple.”

The traces of the missile were too obvious, and the white line across the sky guided the direction for all those who were interested, so it was not difficult to find the location of the temple.

“Chen Pingping.”

Putting down the cold arrow in his hand, Emperor Qing shook his wide sleeves and asked casually, “Where is Fan Xian?”

In today’s Jiuzhou, only a few people know the location of the temple, and Fan Xian is one of them. This nuclear bomb attack is closely related to him, and Emperor Qing is vaguely worried.

If Fan Xian knew his own background, and then regardless of the consequences, he dropped a nuclear bomb on Kyoto, Nanqing would be unable to resist, and the ancestral foundation would not be able to be preserved.

“Your Majesty, Fan Xian is dead.”

At this point, Chen Pingping, who was known for his cruelty and cunning, had red eyes. He then took out a jade pendant from his bosom and said, “This was salvaged from the river by Wang Qinian.”

Based on the result and the process, Fan Xian’s biggest accident along the way was when he was fishing and was dragged into the water by a big fish. The jade pendant was still there, but he died… “Fan Xian.”

Walking forward with big strides, Emperor Qing grabbed the familiar jade pendant in front of him. His ink-black eyes were dim and unclear, showing both regret and relief.

No matter what, Fan Xian is his son, and he would feel a little pain when facing his son’s unjust death. As for relief, without Fan Xian, the threat to the temple no longer exists.

Thinking of this, Emperor Qing hurriedly asked, “Who killed Fan Xian?”

“Crash!”

Chen Pingping opened a portrait and a young man who looked 70% like Fan Xian came to life on the paper, equally unrestrained and uninhibited.

Chen Pingping gritted his teeth and said, “He is Xu Fengnian, the prince of the Beiliang Palace.”

“Kill him, kill him for me.”

The emperor is a creature that is difficult to guess. The previous fear has now turned into hatred and guilt. Fan Xian is Ye Qingmei’s son, the only bloodline she has left in the world.

Now that Fan Xian is dead, Emperor Qing is furious and the long-distance hunting order spreads throughout the Nine Provinces. For a time, Xu Fengnian’s name once again resounds throughout the world.

……

December, the end of the year, Shanhaiyuan.

“News came from Cangshan that the dazzling ‘sun’ is a weapon of infinite power called a nuclear bomb. One nuclear bomb can easily wipe out a city.”

In the lobby on the first floor, Sikong Zhaixing glanced around, put one foot on the bench, and spoke mysteriously.

“Nuclear bomb? What is this?”

Hearing this incredible news, especially the word “nuclear bomb”, Lu Xiaofeng stroked his mustache, frowned, and suddenly felt a great fear in his heart.

As a friend of the master Zhu Ting, Lu Xiaofeng is also knowledgeable. He has used weapons such as thunder bombs and thunder and fire bombs. However, compared with nuclear bombs, he is like a dwarf compared to a giant.

“A nuclear bomb is this, that, in short, a supreme weapon of mass destruction.”

After humming and hemming for a long time, Sikong Zhaixing himself couldn’t explain it clearly, so he could only talk nonsense, which made the others suddenly realize what he was saying. They were all very smart.

“Under the bombardment of this thing, no grass grows in Tai’an City. A poisonous substance permeates the air all year round, causing people’s intestines to rupture. The area within a thousand miles has become a restricted area.”

Slowly unfolding the folding fan in his hand, Hua Manlou frowned and said worriedly: “If the nuclear bomb falls into the hands of someone with evil intentions, it will undoubtedly be a disaster for the people of the world.”

The city of Tai’an was shrouded in nuclear radiation. Many martial arts masters who prided themselves on their powerful strength broke in. Not only did their skin ulcerate, but they became neither human nor ghost. Even the best doctors were helpless.

For this reason, no matter whether they are from the underworld or the imperial court, everyone searched all over the country just to find the mastermind behind the scenes, Xu Fengnian.

“Nuclear bombs are so powerful, but the Green Emperor just made a move, and the sword light froze the nineteen states, and ten suns crossed the sky.”

Holding the long sword in his arms, Ximen Chuxue recalled the scene he saw that day, especially the majestic sword light. His heart trembled and the sword core that had been polished to an extremely solid state almost collapsed.

Splitting into thousands, splitting mountains and breaking peaks, this is the sword art that Ximen Chuxue pursues.

“The Hunter Guild has issued a bounty. Whoever captures Xu Fengnian will receive a million merit points, a copy of the Divine Skills Manual, and one million taels of gold.”

Standing up, Sikong Zhaixing took out a reward notice from his arms, pointed at the portrait on it, and was eager to try, with a fire burning in his heart.

(End of this chapter)