Seeing the man in blue shirt appear, all the gods present exclaimed in surprise.
The first one to react was Wu Jun. He grabbed the air in front of him with both hands and instantly pulled out two swords.
Wu Shenxian brandished two swords and pounced in the direction of the blown carriage.
When Wu Jun was about to come over, Yang Jian suddenly yelled at him:
"I alone am enough! Watch the other carriages and be careful that there are Guangwu Heze's accomplices."
Wu Shenxian curled his lips after hearing this, and then withdrew angrily, still muttering something in his mouth.
Although I couldn't hear clearly what he said, I could guess the general meaning.
Wu Jun thought that Yang Jian wanted to take all the credit for capturing Guangwu Heze. If that were the case, he might have to call Erlang God the King of God when he saw him again.
At that moment, Wu Jun and the other gods held down their position, and then they used their magic together to watch the explosion of the carriage where Yang Jian and the man in blue shirt were fighting fiercely.
No one on our side could have imagined that a man in a blue shirt would actually come out of the carriage behind.
King Yama turned around involuntarily and glanced at Jia Lan behind him.
After the two people exchanged glances, they actually looked at me at the same time.
At this time, I began to feel confused. If it was Guangwu Heze who appeared in the carriage, how could I explain the dream I had before?
Seeing King Yama and Jia Lan looking at me together, Long Gun and Gui Wuming who were around me also followed their gazes and looked over.
In order to resolve the embarrassment, I said to King Yama:
"Old man, look over there, what are Wu Jun and the gods doing standing around instead of helping?
Are gods also fun to watch and lively?"
King Yama then looked towards Yang Jian, the direction where the man in blue shirt was fighting. After taking a look, his brows furrowed.
After taking a deep breath, he answered my question first and said:
"They are setting up a restraining circle to prevent the people inside from rushing out."
After hearing King Yama say this, I couldn't help but ask the key question and said:
"Is the man in the blue coat really Hirotake Aizawa?"
King Yama did not take the initiative to answer my question. He shifted his gaze to the carriage again and stared closely at the man in blue shirt.
Although King Yama didn't speak, he already showed the answer - Mr. King Yama couldn't hold it anymore.
At this time, I could no longer see clearly what was going on in the carriage. I could only see two golden lights flying around inside the blown-up carriage.
As the golden light shone, bursts of thunder came from inside, and even the ground outside the carriage began to shake irregularly.
The battle inside also put pressure on the gods outside. They kept using their magic. Almost every god was full of energy and exerted all their power.
Even He Nanxing, who only had half his life left, struggled to stand up and tremblingly joined the ranks of the gods launching their formations.
Almost in the middle of a meal, a deafening loud noise suddenly erupted from inside the carriage.
With the loud noise, the gods surrounding outside flew out upside down.
He Nanxing spat out a mouthful of blood, and then he fell to the ground again, unaware of his condition.
Wu Jun was the only one standing there. He pointed to the carriage with a blushing face and shouted excitedly:
"Caught! Caught Hiroyuki Aizawa
Congratulations to the real king for his extraordinary achievements.
Come all over! Get ready to report your victory to Heaven—Qingyuan Miao Dao Zhenjun Yang Jian has captured the rebellious Guangwu Heze."
Such an extraordinary achievement and victory can be regarded as a great merit. Maybe the credit is only inferior to that of Yang Jian.
At this moment, the gods present were all eager to return to heaven to report their victory.
At this time, we also saw what happened inside the carriage.
They saw the man in blue shirt had fallen to the ground, and Erlang Shen's three-pointed two-edged knife was inserted into his chest.
The man's body twitched and fell to the ground, trembling.
And Yang Erlang was also in a very embarrassed state. Half of his body was covered in blood, and he could barely stand on the ground, breathing heavily.
When he heard that Wu Jun was going to send an immortal to announce the good news, Yang Jian waved his hand and said:
"Don't be too busy asking for credit first.
Let’s first ask about the whereabouts of the other rebels in Heaven. After taking down all the rebels together this time, it won’t be too late to return to Heaven to show off our merits.”
While Yang Jian was speaking, a black chain came out of his palm.
Erlangshen opened his palms, and the black chain suddenly seemed to have come to life, transforming into a black spiritual snake and wrapping tightly around the man in blue shirt who fell on the ground.
After seeing the man in blue shirt being controlled, Yang Jian turned back, looked at King Yama on our side, and said:
"Your Highness King Yama, you are still here
Just now I thought you had left with your men.
What would you say about this situation now?"
"This is already the case, so what else is there to say? Admit defeat."
After King Yama sighed, he turned back to his men and said:
"I'm just unlucky, I didn't expect that such a 'person' could sneak into the train.
But don’t worry, you won’t be implicated.”
While speaking to his men, King Yama glanced at Jia Lan with a vague look.
After the two 'people' looked at each other, Lord Yama turned back and said to me:
"Little guy, it looks like there is no solution to the situation this time.
Originally, I wanted to take you to the underworld to see the world, and I also wanted to give you a hundred or so years of life, and give you a good future. Now it seems to be too much.
Okay, I admit defeat.
I will go to heaven first to confess my crime to the Emperor of Heaven and have him punished."
Looking at the appearance of King Yama, I thought that the next hundred or so years of Yangshou might have been in vain.
At that moment, I couldn't help but whispered to King Yama:
"Wait a minute - Mr. King of Hell, please take a breath first.
This isn't right
How do you say that the one being tied up by Erlang Shen on the opposite side is Guangwu Heze?
There are so many people in the world who look exactly the same, not to mention the gods in the sky who can change their appearance at any time?
If I were Erlang Shen, I would find a double insurance policy.
It would be best if you can find Guangwu Heze on the train. If you can't find it, it's okay.
Get a god to pretend to be Guangwu Heze, and then act out a scene from a distance.
Did a lot of gods get on the bus just now to check? There are one or two fresh-faced gods missing. No one would know if they weren't paying attention.
Anyway, the fight just now was so fancy that no one can tell whether it’s true or not. All we have to do is put the shit basin on your head.”
While talking, I glanced towards the pile of gods.
These few words were just unreasonable, but what I didn’t expect was that after I finished speaking, the faces of the three gods Yang Jian, Wu Jun and He Nanxing turned ugly.