Chapter 79: The Sky-Breaking King

"It's snowing!"

"It's snowing!"

After three years of drought, it finally snowed this winter.

A group of children rushed into the snow and had a great time.

For these children, after all these years, it was the year when they were sold to Shekou Mountain that they lived the most peaceful life.

When a group of older people saw this heavy snow, the first thing they thought of was that snow heralds a good harvest.

However, in today's troubled times, there is no chance to farm the land in a down-to-earth manner.

Ergouzi bought a lot of fabrics, cotton and linen one after another some time ago, and finally gave everyone a set of cotton-padded clothes before winter.

Among the more than 1,000 people, almost half of them were wearing new clothes for the first time in their lives.

Most families have one piece of clothing. After the older ones wear it, the younger ones wear it. One piece of clothing needs to be mended and passed down for several generations.

Putting on brand new clothes makes you feel refreshed and you can walk with your head held high and your eyebrows high and proud.

A six or seven-year-old child fell while playing in the snow, and his new clothes were stained with a little mud.

The child quickly rubbed the snow on his clothes several times until no stains could be seen.

Then he clapped his hands with satisfaction, straightened his clothes, and grinned, revealing his two front teeth.

At this moment, there was a "swish" sound.

An arrow streaked across the sky and hit the child's throat.

The child covered his neck, and blood flowed down his neck, staining his new clothes red.

"ah……"

"kill!"

A large group of people rushed out from the far corner of the mountain, wielding swords, guns and sticks, and rushed towards Shekou Mountain.

"kill!"

"Tread down Shekou Mountain!"

"Brothers, be gentle, don't break my pussy!"

"I want Qiuyue, no one can take it from me." Niu Erdan rushed into the crowd and shouted loudly.

"Tread down Shekou Mountain and divide the girls tonight!"

"I have lived for decades and have never slept with a yellow-flowered girl. Leave one for me..."

"Steal women..."

More than a thousand people, full of filthy words, rushed towards Shekou Mountain.

On the top of the mountain in the distance, a tall man put away the strong bow in his hand. Behind him, a flag fluttered in the wind.

The four characters "Potian Dawang" are written crookedly on the flag.

On the Shekou Mountain side, after the initial brief period of chaos, everyone had already taken up arms and prepared to fight according to the usual training formations.

Most of them are ordinary women who have never killed anyone, let alone experienced battles between people.

After several months of training, when facing an enemy with swords and guns, his mind would go blank.

They will only rely on instinct and follow the daily training methods to stick to their duties, facing the opposite figure, and stabbing forward with the spear again and again.

"Pfft!"

"Pfft!"

"Ahhhh..."

The spear stabbed into the enemy's body, causing bursts of miserable howls.

Unexpectedly, they followed the usual training method, raised their spears and stabbed forward, and the effect was unexpectedly good.

As for the army opposite them, the Potian King's army, which claimed to have tens of thousands of troops, was nothing more than a bandit made up of more than a thousand refugees.

They shout fiercely, but in fact they have no organizational discipline at all.

If there is an advantage, they will swarm them. If they find that they cannot take advantage, or if there is danger, they will scatter like birds and beasts.

King Potian's army only suffered more than a hundred casualties, and the others had lost their fighting spirit and turned around to flee.

At the same time, Er Gouzi also flew down the mountain with a group of big geese on Shekou Mountain and pounced towards the flag of King Potian standing in the distance.

"King Potian is here, who dares to collide with the Holy Emperor!"

"Why don't you kneel down and beg for mercy!"

Seeing Er Gouzi flying towards him on a goose, a man with a sinister face holding a butcher knife stood in front of him and shouted loudly.

This man, Er Gouzi knew, was the butcher who sold meat in Sanchazi Town. He had bought pork from him many times before.

He often bullied him into being honest, stuffing lean meat into the fat to pass off inferior quality.

I saw him selling human flesh some time ago, but I didn't expect that after a few months of not seeing him, he had changed his career and became a general under the throne of King Potian.

What is even more surprising is that in just a few months, what was once an ordinary butcher has now become a second-level qi-training immortal cultivator.

This kind of cultivation speed is much faster than Ergouzi.

"Zhang Xiucai, you can't believe that I am no longer what I used to be."

After the butcher's strength skyrocketed, he became extremely confident in his own strength, so he picked up the butcher's knife and stabbed him.

"The tendon meat on your body should be very chewy."

The two of them are very familiar with each other, and they are unambiguous in their approach. It would be better if they are cooked.

Ergouzi didn't mean to be merciful. He pulled out the giant door panel sword from his back and slashed it down with one strike.

"Pfft."

"ah……"

The butcher had been chopped into two pieces with his knife, and he fell to the ground screaming.

King Potian had several generals who were accustomed to fighting, but they didn't even run away at this time. They held swords and rushed towards Ergouzi.

Judging from the appearance of these people, they have not yet faded away from the rustic look of rural farmers, but they already have the first or second level of Qi training.

Ergouzi didn't hold back, and he killed them all with one sword.

After all, he was taught by a famous teacher, and his cultivation and strength were much stronger than them, so it was easy to deal with them.

Only King Potian was left unkilled, and his leg bone was broken and held in his hand.

A war initiated by King Potian, specifically targeting Shekou Mountain, to rob money, food and women, ended here.

King Potian was captured alive, and his civil and military officials died or escaped.

Er Gouzi led the elite troops of Shekou Mountain to pursue the victory and directly hit King Potian's lair.

The lair was not far from Sanchazi Town, in a village next to the official road.

The bandits stationed here had already fled.

Qiuyue led people to search in each house.

There was the best house in the village, which originally belonged to a big landlord. After being occupied by Potian, it was transformed into a palace.

Er Gouzi carried Potian into the big house and looked around casually.

In a bedroom, he found a big wooden box full of silver, at least four or five thousand taels.

There were also several baskets full of copper coins.

"Is this all you have?"

Er Gouzi pulled half a broken shoe out of King Potian's mouth and asked.

"Mr. Zhang, spare me, we are still relatives."

As soon as Po Tian Wang got his mouth free, he hurriedly begged for mercy.

"I gave you a gift on the day you passed the exam. We are from the same hometown, can you let me go?"

Er Gouzi took a closer look and found that he really had a little impression.

At that time, this guy pulled his sleeve and said that their two families were blood relatives.

However, no matter how close they were, could they be closer than Zhang Youliang?

"I have some impression. How did you become the leader of the bandits, and what's the matter with your cultivation?"

In Er Gouzi's impression, this guy should not have practiced martial arts at the beginning, but was just a ruffian.

"Didn't I have no food to eat in the past two years? I took some brothers and started a business of robbing and looting..."

When Po Tian Wang talked about his rough and bumpy entrepreneurial experience, his eyes ignited again. This was the most glorious period of his life.

If he didn't die this time, it would be enough for him to brag for the rest of his life, and even his descendants could continue to brag for decades.

Since he became a bandit, he mainly robbed money and food at first, and killed people directly for food.

Later, a mysterious force found him and offered to exchange people for immortal cultivation techniques and immortal pills.

He traded a group of people and indeed got the techniques and pills.

After taking the pills and practicing according to the techniques given by the mysterious man, he made rapid progress.

In fact, the reason why he dared to rebel and become king was also instigated by that mysterious force.

At first, he was trembling with fear and did not dare to rebel. Later, when he found that everyone rebelled, he felt at ease to become the King of Potian.

"Where is that mysterious force? How do we trade?"

"I don't know. Every time I have enough people, they come to me at night, give me a few pills, and then take me away."

"Ahhh... it hurts..."

"Don't... don't hit me, we are relatives... ah..."

"Ah... I... what I said is true... ah..."

Er Gouzi kicked Po Tian's broken leg a few more times, and he screamed in pain. It must be true.

"Where are your skills and pills? Let me see?"

"Ah... don't hit me..."

"It hurts... we are relatives..."

"Ah... there is a secret compartment under the bed..."

Er Gouzi moved the wooden bed and uncovered a piece of wood. There was indeed a secret compartment underneath.

There was an oilcloth bag and a familiar white jade bottle inside.

Opening the white jade bottle, there were indeed two red blood soul pills inside.

Wrapped in the oilcloth was a brand new book with three big characters "Blood Evil Secret" on the cover.

I opened it and took a look. The pages were all new, so it must have been copied not long ago.