Witch Wind - Chapter 334: Raging Like Fire

The Tongtian Yuling Banner was placed upright on the roof of the main hall of the Xiang Clan's ancestral temple. The three-foot-tall banner was a white bone color like jade. Circles of hazy white bone magic light rippled out, gently covering the entire Xiang Clan neighborhood.

The Miao people of Kyushu have no idea about this.

Those Yaksha people who were running around like mad wild dogs were pounced by the divine light and their perceptions were immediately reversed and their minds were confused. They could not see or hear the Xiang family neighborhood or the Xiang family ancestral temple, and they even lost their memory of the area of ​​several miles in radius.

For three consecutive days, the city was closed and a search was carried out. From Chisheli down, the elite soldiers of the Yaksha tribe aggressively dug out all the rat nests in the capital city of Chu, but no one could step into Xiang's neighborhood and get close to the Xiang's ancestral temple.

On the streets of Chujing, groups of armored strong men stood, closely monitoring all movements in all directions. In the roadside shops, the burly Yaksha tribe shopkeepers sat calmly in their own shops, curiously watching the movements on the street - until now, in the huge Chujing, few people knew what the blockade was for in the past few days.

Many of the Miao descendants of Jiuzhou who had to travel outside for their lives, hunched over, lowered their heads, put their hands in their sleeves, walked in groups in small steps, and quickly passed by the armored men of the Yaksha tribe.

They held their breath, and even tried to make their footsteps as quiet as possible, just like ghosts sliding through the streets. They were afraid of attracting the attention of these Yaksha warriors, which would bring disaster to themselves and their families.

Although the Yaksha Palace issued a ban.

Although most of the high-ranking official positions in the court of the Western Chu Empire are held by people of Miao descent from Jiuzhou.

However, the Miao people of Jiuzhou, who are naturally alert and clever, have long realized that the Yaksha tribe harbors endless evil intentions towards their own family group - even with the ban of the Yaksha Palace, and even if some high-ranking officials of the Miao people of Jiuzhou can still barely speak up and support the people, over the years, in Chujing alone, how many Miao people of Jiuzhou have disappeared inexplicably every year?

several thousand?

Or tens of thousands?

Fortunately, the Kyushu Miao descendants have an extraordinary reproductive capacity and account for more than 99% of the world's total population.

Chujing is a huge city with a population of hundreds of millions of Miao people from Jiuzhou. Hundreds of thousands of people go missing every year... Actually, the number is not large. As long as the disaster does not happen to them, the Miao people from Jiuzhou can still bear it.

As long as you hold your breath, as long as you walk lightly, as long as the root cause of this closure of the city and the search has nothing to do with your family, as long as you don't let the disaster involve your family... you have to live your life as it should.

The Miao descendants of Jiuzhou are just like those fellow countrymen from the East Country in Xing Tianli’s hometown in his previous life.

With a "clang" sound, the long sword was unsheathed.

A two-headed, six-armed, two-foot-tall lieutenant of the Tiger Guards drew his sword to stop a seven-foot-tall man with a square face, broad nose, and a full beard. He looked quite heroic. "What's your name? Where do you live? What business do you do? Are you the one who colluded with the bandits and murdered His Highness Chisheli's personal guard a few days ago?"

Before the man could open his mouth to explain, saliva was already oozing from the corners of the officer's mouth.

He grabbed the man's shoulders and said to his colleagues with a smile, "I don't think this guy looks like a good person. His Highness Chisheli was attacked by someone with evil magic, which greatly damaged his vitality. It seems that this guy did it."

A group of elite Tiger Guards rushed over and grabbed the frightened man with a pale face. "Yes, yes, this guy is not a good person. The Miao people of Jiuzhou are all born delicate and weak. This guy is so tall and strong, he must be not a good guy."

A group of Yaksha people, whose average height was over nine feet, surrounded a Kyushu man who was about seven feet tall, saying that he was not a good person because he looked too "tall and majestic"!

It's absolutely amazing.

The man was so frightened that he broke out in a sweat. He was locked by more than a dozen arms. He struggled hard: "Don't be ridiculous. I am a good citizen, a good citizen. I am a staff officer of the Public Security Department. I recognize you..."

He knew very well that if he was forced into the barracks by these bastards from the Tiger Army, he would be dead for sure. He also knew a few words of the Yaksha dialect, and he could clearly hear the difference between "roast" and "torture".

did not expect.

Never imagined.

Normally, any soldier in the Tiger Guards could easily suppress a thousand or so seven-foot men like him. If he were to wear armor and pick up a long sword, it would not be an exaggeration for a soldier in the Tiger Guards to slaughter tens of thousands of people.

But today, the man struggled fiercely and shouted with all his might. He just shook his body, and more than a dozen men of the Tiger Guards groaned at the same time. Their hands and feet became weak, their bones became numb, and they staggered to the side and were thrown far away.

The man was stunned.

He stood there in a daze, staring blankly at the elite soldiers of the Tiger Guard who fell to the ground and were unable to get up for a long time.

The lieutenant colonel of the Tiger Guards was also stunned.

"you……"

Cold sweat oozed out of the young lieutenant's forehead. Born into a military family in Chujing, he had heard his elders talk about the scene when the Western Chu Empire was established. At that time, the Yaksha clan was just a detachment of the Kyushu army. During battles, they were not the main force in attacking the enemy. They just helped out on the sidelines.

That terrifying Kyushu Legion, every man is as powerful as a dragon, and any one of them with the title of general can easily crush the most powerful Yaksha King of their Yaksha clan with one hand.

That is the founder of the Western Chu Empire, His Majesty Xiang Yu. He was so ambitious and magnanimous that he actually drank blood wine with the Yaksha King and swore an oath of brotherhood. Thanks to this friendship, the Yaksha clan could stand shoulder to shoulder on the flanks of the Jiuzhou Legion instead of being reduced to slaves by the Jiuzhou Legion.

So, their main force left.

They left behind some of their people to run the Western Chu Empire here, quietly accumulating supplies and hoarding people as logistical support for the expeditionary army of Kyushu.

Those descendants of the Jiuzhou Miao who had already cultivated themselves in the past could not endure the harsh environment here, and eventually left with their tribesmen... The remaining descendants of the Jiuzhou Miao who stayed here had no possibility of cultivation at all!

How could a mere seven-foot-tall man knock down more than a dozen of his own elite subordinates so easily?Countless legends told by his elders about the terrifying Kyushu Legion flashed through his mind... The lieutenant colonel roared, and his long sword flashed with a cold light, trembling as it chopped down towards the big man's head.

But today, something strange happened. The Yaksha power in his body was actually empty and loose, unable to condense at all, and was simply unable to generate the sword light and sword energy... What made Xiaoxiao even more terrified was that his strength, the physical strength of more than 100,000 pounds in his tall and burly body, had actually disappeared.

The long sword in his hand became so heavy that his wrist ached and he could hardly hold the sword. On his forehead and neck, light black sweat kept coming out. In his chest, four huge lungs were wheezing violently like a broken bellows. The long sword had just been extended two feet away when the lieutenant was already soaked as if he had been washed by water.

Sweat dripped down his fingers, "drip drip drip", and soon formed a small puddle on the smooth stone street.

At this moment, let alone swinging the sword to kill the man in front of him, the lieutenant colonel had already used up all his strength just to maintain the posture of swinging the sword, just to keep this action and prevent the long sword in his hand from falling to the ground.

However, the bodies of the Yaksha people are so strong that they had no idea about the concept of "getting sick" before the Kyushu Miao people taught them the relevant knowledge.

The Yaksha people can be killed by powerful enemies, have their heads chopped off, and have their internal organs removed and fed to wild beasts.

But it is impossible for them to get sick in a natural state... In the natural world of Yaksha Star, there is no kind of germs that can pose any threat to their naturally strong bodies.

He looked at the distorted, pale-faced man in front of him with horror, gasping for breath with great difficulty, and finally squeezed out two words from between his lips: "Save... me..."

Cough, cough.

He coughed madly, gasping for breath, and his two heads had dozens of holes, with blood spurting out.

Various coughs sounded almost simultaneously from all directions.

The junior colonel was coughing.

People from far and near, including the Tiger Guards, the Iron Wall Army, and the inspectors from the Public Security Bureau, were all coughing.

In the shops of all sizes on the roadside, the pampered and fat Yaksha shopkeepers, with their four arms tightly grasping their own necks, crawled out of the shops, coughing madly, and blood spurted out of their mouths, nostrils, ears, and eyes.

Several wealthy shopkeepers, who were covered in jewels and looked quite wealthy, screamed at the top of their lungs: "Help, help... Who can go get a doctor..."

The Yaksha people never get sick on normal days. The only time they are fighting on the battlefield is when they have military doctors accompanying them to mend their injured bodies.

Now, facing the terrible mutations happening in their bodies, the only thing these Yaksha people can think of is these Kyushu doctors, whom they normally look down upon, who actually use some grass roots and tree barks to boil a pitch-black soup for people to swallow - perhaps, they can find a way to save themselves?

An obese shopkeeper who was too pampered on weekdays and looked much fatter and weaker than ordinary people of the tribe, suddenly roared to the sky, coughed hard, and his lungs made a terrible "hissing" sound. The next moment, his two big mouths opened at the same time, and large pieces of broken alveolar fragments spurted out, and two green and red blood fountains spurted up to seven or eight feet high.

All around, a large group of people exclaimed.

The Yaksha people were so frightened that their souls left their bodies, and their violent coughing became more intense.

"Have they encountered evil spirits today? This is clearly a plague."

Someone asked hurriedly, "Are you feeling well, folks? This is a plague, it's no joke."

The Miao people of Kyushu ran at full speed while quickly checking themselves, and then all laughed - they did not feel unwell. Not only that, they even felt extremely relaxed and happy because of the serious illness of these Yaksha people, and their running speed even increased.

They ran, ran, and ran, until they returned to their own mansion and closed the door tightly.

You were coughing so hard that we couldn't hear you clearly.

On the streets, in the alleys, in the houses, in the shops, in the city, and in the military camps outside the city, the Yaksha people began to cough. They coughed violently, they coughed awkwardly, they coughed extremely ecstatically...

The wealthy businessmen and gentlemen who were weaker in health coughed and coughed until their alveoli shattered and pieces of lungs sprayed out of their mouths. Even though the Yaksha people were strong, if they coughed out their lungs, how could they survive? They were doomed to die.

Those who were relatively strong collapsed to the ground after coughing, gasping for breath, blood spurting out of their mouths, twitching all over, and dark sweat flowing continuously. For many people, most of their body fluids were lost in just half a quarter of an hour, and they were evolving into mummies.

The Yaksha clan received a very profound physical training inheritance from the Jiuzhou Army. They were born with strong and tyrannical bodies, and they also had a natural Yaksha power that parasitized in their five internal organs.

After receiving the physical training inheritance from the Jiuzhou Legion, their bodies became even stronger, and the power of Yaksha combined with the power of blood and qi to become an extremely special 'killing power'.

The power of Yaksha has no subtle changes, and no spells, curses, magical powers, or witchcraft can be used. However, the power of Yaksha is very good at fighting and has a strong killing power against all flesh and blood. If the Yaksha people infuse themselves with the power of Yaksha, they can increase their own strength by hundreds of times in a short period of time.

In the Huben Army and the Tiebi Army, generals above the rank of centurion are all truly brave and powerful men who have achieved great success in their training.

However, this was Liushang Voodoo, which was jointly prepared by the leader of the Black Sun Cult and the ten elders.

They directly dissected the bodies of Master Meng and several other Yaksha people, figured out the secrets of their physical bodies, and configured terrible voodoo in a targeted manner - the first priority was to disrupt the balance of the five internal organs of the Yaksha people, and to break the balance between their physical bodies and the power of the Yaksha.

Normally, for these powerful Yaksha warriors, the Yaksha power is their ultimate killer weapon. Today, it has become a real killer weapon, but it is a killer weapon aimed at themselves.

Where the voodoo surged, their bodies and the power of Yaksha were instantly out of balance. Waves of Yaksha power suddenly erupted, and in their internal organs, it was like volcanoes exploding.

Several captains of the Tiger Guards, such as Hu Lishao, let out a terrified roar, and the Yaksha power in their bodies exploded, blasting more than a dozen holes in their bodies as big as bowls. Blue-black Yaksha power roared out of their bodies like mad pythons, sweeping across an area of ​​several miles in an instant.

They are stationed in their own military camps, ready to command the army to quell any possible rebellion.

The power of Yaksha exploded, and the soldiers near them were rushed by the blue-black power of Yaksha and were immediately blown to pieces. The ground of the military camp was cut by the power of Yaksha, leaving deep cracks that were several miles long.

Hu Lishao and others fell to the ground together, spitting blood and were close to death.

What happened?They have absolutely no idea!(End of this chapter)