Chapter 177 Ji Wuye's Death
At this time, Ji Wuye has realized that the intelligence he collected was wrong. Why was the intelligence collected by Ye Mu wrong? Did Mo Ya and Ying Ge betray him, or did Yang Chong keep something from the beginning to the end?

No matter which situation it is, Ji Wuye doesn't want to see it.

One bow and crossbow after another was destroyed by lightning. This unexpected change in the plan made Ji Wuye very uneasy. Fortunately, he had made sufficient preparations to ambush and kill Yang Chong.

The general simply abandoned the Quege that he had carefully built and jumped out of the window. The moment he left, metal plates rose from the roof and the surrounding walls. Even the floor was covered with metal plates. Ji Wuye was really fully prepared.

"Yang Chong, no matter how high your martial arts skills are, it is wishful thinking to escape from the cage I prepared for you. Just go on your way with peace of mind. As for your martial arts, I will find them in your home." As Ji Wuye's voice disappeared, the last metal plate fell down and sealed the last window.

"How can there be such a thing in a place like Xinzheng? Where on earth was it dug out from? But it would be such a waste to use it like this." Yang Chong looked at the black liquid seeping from the gaps in the metal plate. He had no idea what this thing was.

Perhaps no one in this world knows more about these black liquids than Yang Chong.

"Light a fire." Ji Wuye said ferociously outside Quege. His original intention was to capture Yang Chong alive, but the error in intelligence made him lose the confidence, so he could only use the last resort. As for Yang Chong's martial arts, he could not care about it for the time being. He only hoped to find some useful things in Yang Chong's home afterwards.

"Yes." With an order, torches were thrown towards Quege. The flames penetrated into the interior through the gaps in the metal plates and instantly ignited the black liquid.

"Trouble." Yang Chong circulated his true Qi to strengthen his strength to the extreme, pried open the metal cage with his bare hands, and punched the wall. With the power of the punch he punched out with all his strength after digesting the power of the Luowang Killer and practicing the Zhouliu Liuxu Gong, the power had already exceeded the previous limit. With a huge bang, the metal barrier was directly dented. Under the force of the impact, the metal plate let out a groan as if it could not bear the weight, and suddenly exploded.

In the original trajectory, Mo Ya had used the arrow shot by Ji Wuye to break the metal plate on the roof. With Yang Chong's current skills, there was no reason why he could not do what Ji Wuye could do.

"What a luxury." Yang Chong sneered. Although he could pretend that the blazing flames around him did not exist, the smell produced by the burning black liquid was not so pleasant. It was poisonous.

Yang Chong just thought it was an ordinary thing, but in the eyes of Ji Wuye who was outside Que Pavilion, it was a completely different matter. The Jedi he had carefully prepared could not even trap Yang Chong for a moment.

Is the power of the Grandmaster really so irresistible? Ji Wuye only felt his hands and feet cold. Yang Chong was no longer in a state of low health. He was at his peak, even better than the state during the battle of Zilanxuan. At this moment, Ji Wuye had no confidence, even though this was his territory.

"Yingge and Moya have misled me." Ji Wuye felt regretful in his heart, but once the arrow has been shot, there is no turning back. At this point, he and Yang Chong had completely broken off relations, and the only way out was to fight to the death. There was no other room for maneuver.

"Go." Ji Wuye's shocked expression gradually turned into determination. Now he had no choice but to try his best to kill Yang Chong. Only in this way could he have a chance of survival. Being targeted by a master, even a king of a country would have trouble sleeping and eating.

At Ji Wuye's command, armored soldiers holding large shields and long spears formed a solid wall, and swords and spears surrounded Yang Chong from all directions. Archers drew their bows and pointed arrows at the sky, and arrows were thrown towards Yang Chong like raindrops.

This is the power of the army. Ordinary masters will have no choice but to die when facing such a killing machine, but Yang Chong is not one of them.

At the moment the rain of arrows fell, fire dragons rose from Yang Chong's body, and violent flames shot straight into the sky. The arrow shafts were on fire, but they had lost their power before they hit the ground.

In the restlessness of the flames, it seemed that the air was also distorted by the scorching temperature, and the direction of the airflow changed, turning into wind. It seemed to be the sound of a breeze, very weak, but it made people feel a biting chill.

"It turns out that the wizard is the most noble." Yang Chong evolved wind power with one hand and fire power with the other. When the two powers were combined, a wind blade with a fiery red color spread out instantly with him as the center. Wherever it passed, the space seemed to be distorted, causing a ghostly howl of the wind.

Before the sound of wind and fire subsided, screams were heard among the soldiers in the General's Mansion.

"How could this happen? Are you a human or a ghost?" Ji Wuye looked as if he had seen a ghost. His rough and dark face turned very pale, but it was extremely pale. What did he see?
In Ji Wuye's sight, wherever the red wind blade passed, his armored guards were all cut in half, but no blood flowed out of the wounds. Instead, they were charred black. At the moment they were cut in half, their wounds had been sealed by flames.

The power of wind and fire combined together is so powerful?

At this moment, Ji Wuye thought of a natural disaster called the Burning Wind. In midsummer, there was a natural disaster that combined the power of wind and fire. Wherever the Burning Wind passed, the grass and trees withered and the farmers had no harvest. In this era, this was the most terrifying disaster.

However, the burning wind would only cause farmers to lose their crops and thus cause famine, but it would not directly take people's lives. But now what Ji Wuye saw was that all the personal guards he had carefully trained were actually shattered, while Yang Chong only used one move.

This is not martial arts at all, but the means of gods and demons. Ji Wuye was really scared at this time. He was not afraid of Yang Chong's martial arts, because no matter how high a person's martial arts was, it still belonged to the category of human beings, and the army could still surround and kill him.

Tonight, in order to capture Yang Chong, he not only prepared five hundred personal guards in the General's Mansion, but also left a battalion of three thousand soldiers outside the General's Mansion. These people will be able to arrive quickly, and with thousands of soldiers to surround and kill one person, even a master will suffer.

But now the methods displayed by Yang Chong are beyond his understanding, because the greatest fear of mankind comes from the unknown.

“Humans always call the existence they cannot understand ghosts and gods. However, your misunderstanding is a good one.” Yang Chong walked towards Ji Wuye step by step. At this time, it was not only Ji Wuye who was frightened, but also the surviving soldiers. Their courage was not even as good as Ji Wuye’s.

"This is a misunderstanding." Ji Wuye's heart was trembling, he no longer had the courage.

"Then let this misunderstanding continue." Yang Chong said.

Seeing Yang Chong approaching, Ji Wuye's last bit of courage disappeared: "Go, go, kill him for me."

But he turned and ran away.

However, he was not the only one who was frightened. When he chose to flee, he also took with him the last bit of courage of the soldiers in the General's Mansion. A general is the courage of the soldiers, and the soldiers will lose their morale if they run away. In the chaos, Yang Chong was too lazy to pay attention to the small fish and went straight to Ji Wuye. How could Ji Wuye's speed be faster than Yang Chong?

Ji Wuye ran wildly all the way, but found that the scenery in front of him was getting farther and farther away from him. He was clearly rushing forward, but his whole body was moving backwards.

No, no, it's that kind of martial arts, that kind of martial arts. Ji Wuye wanted to shout, but found that he could no longer control his body. At this moment, he only felt that his body, his blood, his skills, and even his soul were being pulled by a huge devouring force from behind.

He already understood. He had learned about similar methods from Ye Mu's intelligence. It was a kind of martial art that could eat people, and now he was the one who was going to be eaten.

Ji Wuye wanted to admit defeat and beg for mercy, but Yang Chong didn't give him any chance. Until Yang Chong's palm was on his neck, he was still thinking about begging for mercy, but unfortunately, the only response he got was the loss of his vitality.

In a moment, Ji Wuye was thrown away by Yang Chong like a piece of garbage.

“If you can muster up the courage to fight me, you can hold on for a while, until the army you ambushed outside arrives. Unfortunately, you are too cowardly. Years of pampering have made you arrogant and conceited. Once your arrogance is exposed, you will become as timid as a mouse, going from one extreme to another.” Yang Chong said with disdain. He thought Ji Wuye could hold on for a while under his hands, but he didn't expect Ji Wuye to be so unbearable.

"Please spare my life, please spare my life. I can give you whatever you want, including my position as general. As long as you can let me go, everything I have will be yours." Ji Wuye begged humbly. Now he only wanted to survive.

"Is the general so honorable? He is just a small general of the Kingdom of Han, and you think he is precious. Let alone the general, even the king of Han is nothing." Yang Chong sneered.

The territory controlled by the King of Han was not even as big as a county of Qin. To be king here was even worse than being a frog in a well, because although an eagle would fly over the well, it would not be concerned about the frog in the well trying to unify the country. But it was different for the King of Han. There were people around him who really coveted his throne.

"Yes, yes, yes, the King of Han is nothing to him." Ji Wuye said repeatedly. Now he only wanted to keep his life. Not to mention admitting defeat, he would even be willing to be called father.

"After all, you are a great general and you have been kind to me, so I should treat you with respect." Yang Chong's attitude seemed to soften.

Ji Wuye was overjoyed when he heard this. He saw hope of survival, but the next moment, the joy on his face froze. Yang Chong waved his hand and a sword energy slashed across Ji Wuye's neck.

This is not the dignity I want. This is Ji Wuye's last thought in this world.

But this is the dignity that Yang Chong wants to give him. After all, he is a great general of the Kingdom of Han. He humiliates the ministers and bullies the King of Han. It is really a disgrace to him to be so servile and uncaring about his image. However, Yang Chong is a grateful person. Although he wants to kill Ji Wuye, his benefactor, he will not allow his benefactor to be humiliated too much. Therefore, as a grateful person, he decides to fulfill Ji Wuye's final dignity.

Ji Wuye's head fell to the ground. His square face and round head rolled on the ground, but this was his last dignity.

At this time, Han Fei and Wei Zhuang also came to the General's Mansion with the imperial edict of King Han An. On the opposite street, teams of soldiers were rushing towards them. Inside the General's Mansion, there were still flames burning, and billowing black smoke rose straight into the sky.

"Has it started?" Han Fei looked at the soldiers on the opposite side, and then at the fireworks in the general's mansion. There was only one person that these information pointed to, and that was Yang Chong.

"Something's wrong." Wei Zhuang's perception was sharper than Han Fei's. He felt that the General's Mansion was too quiet at this moment. There must be something wrong.

"Please inform the general that Han Fei would like to see him." Han Fei did not care about anything else and shouted directly to the gatekeeper of the general's mansion.

"No need. I'll bring the general to see you." Before the doorman could answer Han Fei, the door of the general's mansion opened from the inside, and Yang Chong's figure appeared in the sight of Han Fei and the others.

"You..." Han Fei wanted to ask something, but his eyes fell uncontrollably on Yang Chong's hand, which was holding a bloody human head. The face was not good-looking, but Han Fei recognized the head at the first time. He also believed that in Xinzheng, few people would not recognize this head.

"Where is the imperial edict?" Yang Chong did not respond to Han Fei, but extended his other hand to him.

"Here." Han Fei said in a daze, and almost subconsciously took out the imperial edict from his sleeve and handed it to Yang Chong.

Ji Wuye died, just that easy?

You know, in order to defeat Ji Wuye, he tried various methods, but none of them worked.

He had to admit that Ji Wuye was a very powerful person. No one who could become a powerful official was simple. Ji Wuye held the military power in one hand and controlled the night sky with the other. He managed a huge force from the official to the civilian level. It was extremely difficult to defeat such a person.

But now, this person, who he didn't know how to defeat, was held captive by Yang Chong.

That's a head, not a ball!
While Han Fei was shocked to the point of numbness, Yang Chong looked at the oncoming troops. He was familiar with the leader, as he had seen him at Ji Wuye's banquet.

"I am ordered by the king to kill the traitor Ji Wuye. Do you have any objection?" Yang Chong's clear voice responded on the street, but the soldiers on the opposite side felt a biting chill.

In their minds, the invincible general Ji Wuye was actually dead, and now Yang Chong was holding his head.
The leader looked at Yang Chong and the head in his hand, his expression struggling and changing. Finally, he jumped off his horse and said, "When I received Ji Wuye's order, I immediately thought he was going to cause trouble, so I decided to take advantage of his trick and send troops here to put an end to the chaos and restore order."

"Yes, we are all loyal subjects of the king." Yang Chong said with a smile.

Han Fei felt sad when he saw the scene in front of him. Is this the loyal minister and general of Han?
(End of this chapter)