Xuanxia

Chapter 799 Internal strife (Part )

When King Xishuo saw Zhao Yuan appear, he was not surprised but happy.

His pupils shrank first, and then a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"It's actually you..."

He said softly, "To risk one's life is not what a monarch does."

Zhao Yuan said leisurely: "Didn't you say that I'm not the emperor? Now you admit it?"

"It's pointless to argue." King Xishuo smiled slightly. "Your coming here actually saves me a lot of trouble... Go ahead, capture him."

As soon as he finished speaking, Lan Xiyu was the first to fly out, turning into a shadow and rushing towards Zhao Yuan with the sword of wisdom in hand.

Yuan Zizheng followed closely behind, clasped his hands together, and the sword of benevolence whizzed out and stabbed towards Zhao Yuan.

"Wait, wait!"

Zhao Hao was shocked and cried out in surprise.

But as he shouted, Zhao Yuan moved.

The emperor had no knowledge of cultivation, so naturally he had no martial arts skills and certainly no magic. He simply slammed the scabbard of the royal sword in his hand into the ground!
With a humming sound, an unimaginable force vibrated in all directions, as if the entire white mist was trembling slightly.

Lan Xiyu's shadowy figure was instantly broken. She snorted lightly and flew back as if she had hit a wall. She landed beside King Xishuo with surprise in her eyes. The Ren Sword was also blown away by this force, floating and flying back into Yuan Zizheng's hands.

"Prefer not to say?"

Zhao Yuan said coldly: "Then let's not talk about it...Brother Fu!"

He threw the scabbard of the Wang Sword suddenly, and the scabbard flew out, shuttling through the white mist like a nimble fish. In the blink of an eye, it crossed a distance of dozens of feet and flew to Fu Qingzhou.

Fu Qingzhou, who was half dead and exhausted, seemed to have sensed something. He suddenly raised his hand that was hanging dejectedly at his side and grasped the scabbard.

His body and hands were covered in blood from previous battles, and when he grasped the scabbard, the blood naturally smeared on it.

"Don't let him use that scabbard!"

King Xishuo said in a deep voice: "Mr. Jiang, Master Huijue, take action - my lord, please... Fu Qingzhou can die, but his right hand must remain!"

As he spoke, he raised his ceremonial sword and looked at Zhao Yuan from afar.

Zhao Yuan narrowed his eyes, slowly stretched out a hand and shook it.

He had a strange bracelet on his wrist, which looked somewhat similar to the metal bracelet that Fu Qingzhou used to store the Eight Kingly Swords, but its edges seemed to be sharper.

"You have the sword of courtesy, and I have the sword of punishment."

Zhao Yuan smiled slightly and said, "Uncle, do you want to fight?"

King Xishuo remained silent, holding the ceremonial sword without moving, and the two of them remained in a stalemate.

But on the other side, there was no stalemate at all. After King Xishuo shouted "attack", white mist swept up behind him, and Jiang Baichuan and Huijue appeared suddenly. Lan Xiyu and Yuan Zizhen also took action at the same time!
Hearing the words "Fu Qingzhou can die", a hint of dissatisfaction flashed in Huijue's eyes, but he concealed it well.

Jiang Baichuan had a blank expression on his face. He flew over with a long sword in his right hand that he had taken from someone unknown.

The two of them, together with Lan Xiyu and Yuan Zizhen, the four of them rushed towards Fu Qingzhou together. The momentum was so fierce that it was enough to make the heaven and earth tremble. Zhao Hao could not hold on just to face this murderous intent. He suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood and fell backwards. He could no longer support Hua Wuying, and the two of them fell to the ground together.

However, the half-dead Fu Qingzhou was still standing.

He held up the scabbard of the King Sword and said in a hoarse voice: "Chu Xianghong, she is indeed one of your people...Mingjian Pavilion has also been deeply infiltrated, and she was able to pass the news on."

What was on his right hand? Of course, it was the curse mark left by the smoker.

Naturally, the only one who knew that this curse was related to her lord's "Nine Turns of the Styx Divine Art" was Chu Xianghong.

However, this is not important anymore.

From the very beginning, Fu Qingzhou was waiting for this moment.

Hua Wuying's dormancy and explosion, the chaotic immortal thunder formation, one wave after another, are to let them see that they have been forced into a desperate situation, have played all their cards, and are almost dead. Only in this way... will they reveal their cruel and vicious nature.

But this white mist blocked the eyes of people all over the world.

Find a way...

Fu Qingzhou pursed his lips and faced the four people who were rushing towards him.

With the scabbard of Wang Jian in hand, he could not feel the murderous intent that shocked Zhao Hao to the point of vomiting blood. Not only that, an inexplicable power came from the scabbard, which complemented the sword of virtue, stirring up ripples in his body and rapidly restoring his physical strength.

But he also knew that this scabbard alone was not enough.

Back then in Jinchan Temple, this scabbard could only barely repel Huijue, and couldn't even kill him.

just now……

Fu Qingzhou narrowed his eyes, moved the scabbard from his right hand to his left hand, then put his right hand behind his back to hold the German sword, and waved the scabbard with his left hand, shaking it in front of him.

White mist suddenly rolled up.

It was not that he used any powerful moves, but... he was led by the scabbard and began to rush towards the scabbard!

The thick white fog that filled the surroundings was sucked into the scabbard at an unimaginable speed!
In just a moment, the white mist around the few people was swept away. It was estimated that it would not take long before the white mist in the entire Xuanmeng Square would be completely absorbed by the scabbard!

Seeing this, Jiang Baichuan, who was already at the front, sped up a bit.

The injury he suffered was probably the most serious in the game.

There were countless bloody holes all over his body, and smelly black blood had already flowed out. Under the tattered clothes were patches of flesh turned inside out and deep wounds that could be seen to the bone. There was no sign of life on his face, and he looked like a dead man.

But at this moment, he was full of murderous intent and fighting spirit. With a sword in front of him, he was invincible!
But just as Jiang Baichuan's sword was about to approach Fu Qingzhou, a hand suddenly stretched out and grabbed his ankle.

The hand transmitted an enormous force that almost broke his ankle!
Jiang Baichuan turned back in horror.

The one who stopped his charge was... Hui Jue? !

"Buddha, you cannot die."

Huijue said calmly.

The moment he spoke, his other hand suddenly grabbed the Sword of Wisdom handed over by Lan Xiyu. At the same time, another golden hand broke through the flesh and blood from under his left rib and grasped the Sword of Benevolence handed over by Yuan Zizheng!
"Hui Jue, you!"

Yuan Zizhen was shocked.

"Buddha, you cannot die."

Huijue said again in a depressed tone.

He burst out with all his strength, and threw Jiang Baichuan, Lan Xiyu and Yuan Zizheng heavily away, and then he landed lightly in front of Fu Qingzhou.

"Yo."

Not far away, Zhao Yuan watched this scene and said to King Xishuo with a smile, "Uncle, it seems that you have a quarrel among yourselves?"

"..."

King Xishuo frowned and ordered, "Huijue is useless now that the fog is about to clear...kill him."

After Jiang, Lan and Yuan landed, they raised their eyes again and looked at Huijue.

Huijue ignored them. He clasped his hands together, looked up at Fu Qingzhou, and said softly, "Buddha, I am poor... um!"

Halfway through his words, Fu Qingzhou suddenly pulled out his right hand and stabbed Huijue's chest with the sword!

"Your internal strife will not prevent me from killing you."

He sneered and said, "You came at the right time today. It's time to settle your grudge with the world."

(End of this chapter)