Among the pile of corpses, there was the head of Prince Yu's "Aisin Gioro Duoduo". Everyone was happy. The abbot of the Northern Shaolin, Zen Master Guanzheng, chanted the Buddha's name:

"It's really unhappy to retribution in the cycle of cause and effect. If Prince Jiannu hadn't repeatedly offended my borders and slaughtered Han people and did all the bad things, how could he die under my Vajra Palm? Alas..."

Everyone next to him was stunned. For the first time, I found that the Master of Observation had such shameless side. You are so powerful, you are a ghost, and you are just a human head left. Is your palm a five-horse dismembered corpse or a chaotic blade dismembered?

Wudang sect, Tsinghua Zhenren, said: "The difference between Master Guanzheng's words. Although Duoduo's head was cut off, his face was not as pale as that of ordinary dead people, but slightly red. This was clearly because my Tai Chi magical power shook off all over his body, so his main cause of death was to be killed by my Tai Chi internal force!"

The heads of various sects were speechless again. Is this the Taishan Beidou in the martial arts world? He pointed to a dead face without a trace of blood and said a little red. He said lies with his eyes open, how did you do it?

For a time, the heads of various sects fought for credit, saying that he killed him with one punch, and that said that he killed him indiscriminately.

What's more, the head of the "Black Tiger God Fist Sect" Fei said that Duoduo was hit by his "seven or eight palms" so his whole body was broken and his only head was left!

The leader of the Beggar Sect, who wanted to get the three dragon-subduing palm technique, shouted loudly: "Come on, give me a palm, you can beat me up, even if you kill me!"

The head of the Black Tiger Divine Fist Sect suddenly wilted back and murmured: "All bragging, don't I just brag a little, why are you doing this!"

These people argued for a while but had no result. So they just looked for Xin Han to comment on him.

Xin Han was stunned and couldn't see anything on the surface, but in fact he was so happy!

This is Duoduo!

Prince Yu, the Tartar who ordered "not to seal the sword for ten days" in Yangzhou, was the fifteenth son of Nurhaci, the culprit of Yangzhou for ten days, the butcher, executioner--Aisin Gioro Duoduo!

That's right, Duoduo, when he was attacking Yangzhou, encountered a famous general Shi Kefa leading his troops to resist. After the city was broken, he actually ordered the "no sword seal for ten days" to vent his anger and deter the Southern Ming regime!

This order directly led to the massacre of hundreds of thousands of people in Yangzhou Prefecture.

The poet Wu Jiaji, a poet in the late Ming Dynasty, once described the situation after the war in "The Battle of the War": "The remnants outside Yangzhou City cried, and half of the remnants had no hands and feet." He also said: "When did you enter the house and nine families were burned? For a while, the grass died and the trees were all tiring, and the flesh and blood were gone now."

From the poem, we can see that the prosperous and rich Yangzhou Prefecture, which was "with ten thousand pieces of money on the waist and riding a crane to Yangzhou" at that time, had already become a purgatory on earth under Duoduo's butcher's knife.

However, now, Duoduo probably never has the chance to go south again, and just died in a confused manner at the hands of the heads of major sects in the Central Plains.

Xin Han didn't know how the system calculated the merit value. After the Jinyiwei under his subordinates determined the identity of the head with his portrait, he subconsciously communicated with the system and found that more than four million merit value had been added at some point.

If this continues, "The Art of Eternal Life", "The God of War Catalog", and "The Defeat of the Vajra" are all not dreams!

The beautiful scene of the ascension in the sun and breaking the void was awakened by the heads of various major sects: "Leader, come and judge..."

When Xin Han came to his senses and understood the disputes between these leaders, he felt so angry that he immediately broke the void. Wait for me to fly out of the earth to see where I was calling to die? Daydreaming is so easy to do!

He was unhappy and his face also showed his face, and his face darkened: "What a f*ck, who took action just now? I haven't asked yet. Duoduo found it. If Huang Taiji can't find it, you will deduct points from me!"

When the leaders of all the major sects saw him getting angry, they became honest and no one wanted to touch the leader's brow.

Xin Han asked the Jinyiwei who was busy competing, "Have you found Huang Taiji?"

The Jinyiwei replied: "Report to the Governor, the heads of dozens of people have been compared several times, but I didn't find Huang Taiji in it!"

When Xin Han heard this, his heart became nervous: "No? How could it be possible? Find me again and bring me the owner of this family here!"

Just now, the martial arts people were fighting to kill Duoduo and others who were dressed in luxurious clothes and had extraordinary temperament, so that the wealthy family of Jiannu avoided the claws of the "hungry wolf"!

A row of Jiannu was overwhelmed by Xin Han, kneeling down in front of him. The male owner was an old man in his fifties. Looking at his dress and blushing face, he knew that he belonged to the class of landlord Laocai.

Next to him were his three sons in their twenties, and other wives and concubines knelt behind him.

"I'll ask you, where did your Jiannu's Tartar emperor go?" Xin Han stared at the old man and asked in a deep voice.

An Jinyiwei who had been in Liaodong immediately translated it to the old man in Tartar dialect.

The old man shook his head: "I don't know, I don't even say it!" Surprisingly, this old man actually spoke Chinese language, but it's not surprising to think about it. Guangning was originally a famous name, and this old man probably enslaved and bullied the Han people when he immigrated.

Xin Han nodded, then pointed to a young Tartar man of twenty-seven or eight on the knees beside the old man and asked, "Is this your son?"

"It's the eldest son!" The old man's face turned a little pale. He didn't know what the powerful young man in front of him asked him what he was doing.

Xin Han looked at the Jinyiwei Qianhu who was leading the way next to him drew his sword and slashed it over without saying a word, and immediately killed the young Tartar man.

A cry came from the kneeling person. The two young brothers next to him were struggling to stand up, but the Jinyiwei poked him on the waist and immediately lost his strength and knelt down honestly.

Xin Han looked at the old man with a pale face and red eyes and asked, "I'll ask you again, where has Huang Taiji been?"

"have no idea!"

Xin Han gave the old man awesome look, then pointed at another young Tartar: "Who is this your elder?"

"Old...shuang!"

A silver light flashed, and the young Tartar man had already been hit by a sword in his forehead and fell to the ground and died. This time, Xin Han took action himself, and he no longer had much patience.

Next, under Xin Han's instruction, he killed the old man's youngest son and his old wife in front of him, but the old man didn't even let go.

Xin Han nodded and said in admiration: "Who said there are no loyal and martyrs among the Tartars..."

He also expected that the old man would not say anything more. It would be better to give them a pleasure and wave his hand and kill a beautiful young woman, and this was a dramatic scene.

The old Tartar man rushed over and said, "Don't kill my concubine, I said!"

Xin Han: "..."

Jinyiwei: "..."

Heads of various martial arts sects: "..."

Collective petrochemicals are speechless. Damn, you don’t say you kill your son, you don’t say you kill your wife, you don’t say you kill your concubine, you said, old beast!

"Say!" Xin Han suppressed the urge to kill immediately and squeezed out a word from his mouth!

"The emperor had already left the city and returned to Shengjing yesterday, saying that he would hold a grand event in Shengjing and the princes of the sixteen tribes of Mongolia and the nobles!" The old man was considered a broken cane and told everything he knew.

Xin Han then suddenly realized that no wonder he had never met the leaders of various tribes along the way from the grassland. It turned out that he had all gone to Shengjing!

His eyes moved: "How do you know this?"

The old man sighed, "My son-in-law is the deputy general under Prince Yu, and he was killed by you just now!"

After saying that, he raised his head and said, "I said everything, please let us go!"

Xin Han dragged the old man to the ground and kicked him out more than five meters away, and then stopped when he hit the wall: "Old thing, your wife and son are dead, how can you and your concubine live a happy life?"

All the martial arts people around them cheered and said, "Well, kill!"

He took the map and studied it carefully. The emperor's trip to Shengjing, Guangning Road, must have been quite a show of his trip, and he might be able to catch up at this time.

Just as he was thinking, suddenly Mu Renqing strode over and said anxiously: "Master, Chengzhi is gone!"

Xin Han was stunned: "I saw him just now!" He suddenly remembered something and said with a funny look: "Huang Taiji is his father-killing enemy. This kid must have chased him. Don't worry, let's catch up with the Tartar Emperor now. The flesh in front of him can still let him run away!"
Chapter completed!