After helping Emperor Yuan extend his life for one month, Lin Jiufeng returned to the cold palace.
He said he wanted to give Emperor Yuan a gift.
That must be done.
In the cold palace, Lin Jiufeng murmured: "I seem to have never left the imperial capital of the Yuhua Dynasty!"
For more than ten years since he came to this world, he has been staying in the cold palace.
I haven’t even visited the entire Imperial Capital, let alone the Imperial Capital.
"The nine vassal kings are located in different directions. If I want to destroy them, I can only come one by one." The geographical locations of the nine vassal kings appeared in Lin Jiufeng's mind.
The vassal king closest to the imperial capital is King Tianying in Qingzhou.
Their lineage followed the founding emperor of the Yuhua Dynasty to conquer the country, and was then assigned to Qingzhou to take charge of a hundred thousand troops. As the last barrier before the throat of the imperial capital, this position was crucial.
But as time passed, the ancestor of the Sky Eagle King became rebellious and controlled the entire Qingzhou with his army. He arranged his own people wantonly and turned Qingzhou into his private territory.
He was not a feudal king, but he turned around and became a feudal king.
"Let's start from Qingzhou first."
Lin Jiufeng opened the door of Leng Palace, raised his sword and walked out.
Flying in the sky, thousands of miles away from Qingzhou, Lin Jiufeng will be there soon.
"Destroy the nine vassal kings in seven days, and I won't miss the Spring Festival when I come back to bring me wine and food." Lin Jiufeng calculated the time in his heart, took advantage of the clouds and mist, and disappeared into the sky.
Qingzhou.
Because it was the closest to the imperial capital, the Sky Eagle King was the first to get the news.
What happened that night, he received news the next morning.
When I opened it, I was stunned.
"How is this possible?" After a long time, the Sky Eagle King came to his senses, crushed the letter in his hand, and his body began to tremble.
"Nine martial saints, these are not nine great masters, but they were killed by one sword. There are such terrifying masters in the royal family?" King Tianying was worried.
"My ancestor is also dead, what should I do?"
"I can't sit still and wait for death. Emperor Yuan will definitely take the opportunity to suppress me violently."
"I need help."
"But my ancestor has been killed."
"Am I going to completely surrender to the Demon Sect?"
The Sky Eagle King was very entangled, and his heart was full of anxiety, as if he would be killed by someone from the imperial capital in the next second.
He hurriedly threw this thought away and muttered to himself: "Don't scare yourself. Emperor Yuan's life or death is not known yet. I have time to prepare."
"Is this the residence of the Sky Eagle King?"
"It's really big enough!"
Qingzhou City, in front of the residence of King Tianying.
A man came over.
His white clothes are as white as snow, his face is handsome, and he has a long black sword on his waist. His whole person has an aura like a mountain or a pine or cypress.
Then, the man drew a sword.
A wonderful sword energy quickly expanded after being pulled out from this man's sword.
The early morning sunshine has not completely dispelled the darkness.
There is still a little dew on the leaves.
The sword energy condensed, took away the darkness, shook off the dew, and then passed through the mansion of the Sky Eagle King.
After the Sky Eagle King comforted himself, his pupils expanded and he asked in shock: "How did it come so fast?"
Unfortunately, no one gave him an answer.
The brilliant sword energy passed by, taking away the Sky Eagle King without any pain, and also took away the people in this mansion.
When the first ray of sunlight broke through the darkness, it shone on the mansion of the Sky Eagle King.
All of this is like a mirage, with the haxaoxylin shaken off and filled with dust.
The Martial Saint couldn't resist this sword energy.
No one in the Sky Eagle King's mansion could resist him.
The young man in front of the mansion drew this sword, turned around, shot straight into the sky, and went to the next place.
The whole Qingzhou was shocked.
The native emperor, native overlord, and infinitely arrogant Sky Eagle King of Qingzhou is dead.
Including the Sky Eagle King's mansion, as well as his family members and clan, the huge Sky Eagle King's mansion was all completely destroyed.
Who did it
Some people said that they saw a banished immortal who drew a sword and destroyed the entire Sky Eagle King clan.
Some people say that it is not a banished immortal, but a real immortal.
The four counties in the north, Zhao Guogong, when he received the news, he was the same as the Sky Eagle King.
The whole person was sluggish.
"I asked the ancestor to poison him. There are so many martial saints competing and he can't be killed, so let's poison him. Why would the ancestor fight?" Zhao Guogong said tremblingly.
He was scared.
This fear was born from deep within his heart and he couldn't control it.
It's like people can sense their own death and can't stop it. They can only watch helplessly and then be swallowed by death.
That's how he feels now.
Death was eating him.
"No, I can't sit still and wait for death. My ancestor is gone, and I, Duke Zhao, have no confidence. Now that such a terrifying master has appeared in the royal family, I must find a backer." Duke Zhao was very anxious. He knew that times have changed now.
The powerful situation of the vassal king was reversed by the man from the imperial capital with a sword.
"The Demon Sect, the only one who can save us is the Demon Sect." Zhao Guogong knew that for what the vassal king had done, even if he surrendered to the Yuhua Divine Dynasty, he would be punished.
"You can't surrender even if you're beaten to death." Zhao Guogong said firmly, getting up and preparing to contact the people from the Demon Sect.
Lin Jiufeng, who had just arrived in front of Duke Zhao's mansion, raised the corner of his mouth. He had amazing ears and heard these words.
"In that case, then go and die." Lin Jiufeng drew his sword lightly and raised his eyebrows.
boom!
A brilliant sword light swept across Zhao Guogong's mansion.
It was already noon, the sun was blazing, and the north was very hot. Now it was like a furnace. Lin Jiufeng's sword energy rubbed against the air, and a powerful flame was born, which ignited the entire Zhao Guogong Mansion.
No one escapes!
A fire annihilated a feudal king.
Lin Jiufeng backed away immediately, turned around and left.
The nine vassal kings are in different places, and some journeys are very long. Even if Lin Jiufeng can fly, it will be very time-consuming.
So he didn't talk nonsense, he just hit the target wherever he came.
No matter how much you say, you will die.
Why talk so much to dead people
waste time!
In the next few days, Lin Jiufeng traveled throughout the nine regions of the Yuhua Divine Dynasty.
Killed nine feudal kings.
Together with their families and ethnic groups, they were wiped out.
They didn't even have a chance to find the magic gate.
The death was extremely neat.
This incident shocked the world.
The battle between vassal kings in the Yuhua Dynasty turned out to be like this in the end.
All nine feudal lords were killed.
Who is the murderer
Everyone suddenly thought of the terrifying master who killed the nine martial saints in the imperial capital with one sword.
For a time, the world became peaceful.
Even the many small countries nearby are honest and do not offend their borders.
Some people even say that in the early stages of spiritual energy recovery, the mysterious man from the Yuhua Divine Dynasty was the fastest to control it.
His cultivation should be more than just becoming a Martial Saint.
There was an uproar among the outside world, but Lin Jiufeng ignored it at all. He quietly returned to the imperial capital and entered the cold palace, where he met Dachun who was delivering food.