Destiny Martial God

In the meeting hall of the City Lord's Mansion!

Facing Tu Xing's kneeling ceremony, Yu Haoran neither returned the greeting nor signaled him to stand up. Instead, he sat directly on the chair on the west side and signaled Qi Liyong to have some tea.

At the same time, he secretly notified the tower spirit to let him perform the possession technique in order to deal with the next battle.

Drink tea while closing your eyes to rest!

Waiting until Tu Xing's breathing gradually became heavier and the veins on his temples began to bulge, Yu Haoran suddenly put down the teacup in his hand and signaled lightly.

"Get up!"

The anger that kept churning in his heart had been suppressed to the limit.

At the moment when it was about to explode, Yu Haoran suddenly opened his mouth to signal, causing Tu Xing, who had forcibly suppressed his anger again, to spit out a breath of blood.

"Oh, Master Tu vomited blood. I think he must be seriously ill."

Seeing Tu Xing, who was forcibly suppressing his anger, causing his blood to churn and spit out blood, Yu Haoran immediately gave a surprising conclusion.

Then, he deliberately revealed a relieved expression and said.

"As an inspector who supervises the military affairs of a city, not only does it require profound cultivation, but it also requires a unique vision and the ability to adapt to changes."

"From the time this son-in-law appeared in the meeting hall until the questioning just now, it took about ten minutes."

"During this time, Lord Tu has been sitting there in silence. What does this mean?"

Looking up at Tu Xing, Yu Haoran's expression gradually became solemn, and his tone became even more serious.

"It means that Lord Tu is either blind and deaf, and can't hear the salute and address of Lord Lan and General Qi to this son-in-law."

"Or Lord Tu's reaction is too slow now, and he didn't react until I asked him loudly."

"But no matter which case it is, I think Lord Tu is not suitable to continue to stay in the position of Weishan City Supervisor."

"So, I plan to report to the court and explain Lord Tu's current situation, and let the emperor decide."

At this point, Yu Haoran's tone changed, sadness replaced seriousness, and his expression was even more reluctant.

"Now it seems that Lord Tu is not only blind and deaf, but also suffers from a serious illness, so I suggest that Lord Tu retire and return home!"

A few fabricated words deprived him of his identity as a supervisor, which made Tu Xing angry and filled his heart with endless murderous intent.

With the importance that Emperor Qin attached to Haoran, as long as he reported what he had just said, Emperor Qin would definitely grant his approval.

And the loyal General Inspector would neither plead for himself nor disobey Emperor Qin's orders.

Then, how could Tu Xing be willing to accept that the foundation he had worked hard for more than ten years and finally laid was instantly destroyed.

Moreover, without the large amount of cultivation resources provided by Weishan City, how could he reach the realm of Quasi-Martial Honored in a short period of time.

"My husband, I, Tu Xing, am just arrogant in my attitude, which makes you feel a little uncomfortable. Is it worth it for you to kill me like this!" Tu Xing stared at Yu Haoran and tried his best to suppress the murderous intent in his heart.

"Tu Xing, in fact, it is very difficult and painful for me to do this."

"After all, Weishan City can have today's achievements, and you have also made great contributions. You are a meritorious minister."

Facing Tu Xing's questioning, Yu Haoran immediately pretended to be sympathetic and said.

"But for the eternal foundation of the Great Qin Empire and the long-term stability of Weishan City, this prince consort can only reluctantly persuade the good minister to retreat."

"I hope Lord Tu can understand my painstaking efforts."

"Yu Haoran, are you sure you want to do this!"

Tu Xing, who was unwilling to give up everything in front of him, tried his last effort.

"This prince consort is very sure, definitely and very sure."

Yu Haoran nodded heavily to show his attitude, and began to mobilize the power of the law of time and space.

"In that case, then you die!"

After getting Yu Haoran's confirmation, Tu Xing, who had a flash of murderous intent, instantly mobilized the strength of the peak of the ninth rank of the Martial Saint, and rushed towards Yu Haoran like a flash of lightning.

"Prince consort, be careful!"

Lan Weixiong, who was a beat slower in reaction under the same cultivation, even discovered Tu Xing's sneak attack, but when he wanted to stop it, it was too late, and he could only remind him loudly.

"No!"

At the same time, Lan Xin, who had strengthened her martial arts heart through the chessboard and chess pieces, planned to try her luck in the meeting hall after searching for Yu Haoran in vain, and happened to see Tu Xing sneak attacking Yu Haoran.

A feeling of pain made her cry out heartbreakingly.

"Time has left traces!"

Facing Tu Xing who rushed in front of him in an instant, Yu Haoran, who was sitting on the chair, stretched out his finger with an indifferent expression, then pointed at Tu Xing and said softly.

Immediately afterwards, a breath of vicissitudes shot out from between his fingers and instantly shot at Tu Xing's body.

The fist that was originally stretched out stopped in mid-air, and then the fist and the whole body were directly decomposed into countless fragments, and each fragment began to evolve what Tu Xing had done at a certain point in time.

Although the means that Yu Haoran just used shocked Lan Weixiong, what really attracted his attention was the scene of the handsome boy being killed by Tu Xing in countless scenes.

"Hong'er!" After seeing the whole process of the handsome boy being taken to an island by Tu Xing and then directly killed, Lan Weixiong immediately cried out in grief.

"Lord Lan, please accept my condolences!" Looking at the grief-stricken Lan Weixiong, Yu Haoran sighed and comforted him softly.

As the lord of a city, Lan Weixiong, whose cultivation has reached the peak of the ninth level of martial saint, can be regarded as a very happy and perfect life.

But in a happy and perfect life, there is a trace of regret that cannot be erased, that is, his son has no son who can inherit his mantle.

In fact, it is not without!

Lan Weixiong's second child is a boy, a peerless genius whose talent and potential are not inferior to Lan Xin.

But shortly after the boy came of age, he disappeared inexplicably, which made Lan Weixiong sad, and he has been trying his best to track down the cause and whereabouts of his disappearance.

This is also the fundamental reason why he let Tu Xing gradually erode the power and interests of Weishan City.

Because he did not have so much energy to fight with Tu Xing.

Now, seeing that his son, whom he had been pursuing for so long, was killed by Tu Xing, whom he had always tolerated, Lan Weixiong was heartbroken, and endless self-blame and regret surged in his heart.

"Lan Xin, give this pill to your father immediately!"

After comforting Lan Weixiong, Yu Haoran was originally looking for the crimes that Tu Xing had committed over the years in order to explain why he killed Tu Xing, but he unexpectedly felt the drastic change in Lan Weixiong's aura.