Xuanxia

Chapter 803 Desperate Situation
"Give the order."

The two words were uttered with such a loud sound that Lan Xiyu and Yuan Zizhen's expressions tensed.

However, the Taoist Master Baihe in front of King Xishuo sneered: "You three have been wielding swords for a long time but you still can't chop Huijue. With your limited ability, it's useless to issue any orders!"

After saying that, she raised her sleeves and was about to take action!
However, the moment she spoke, King Xishuo also moved.

Instead of swinging his sword, he took a step back.

At the same time, Lan Xiyu and Yuan Zizheng stepped forward, stood in front of him, and raised their swords to resist.

The sword intent of Master Baihe suddenly burst out and rushed towards them like a flood, but was finally blocked by the swords of Zhi and Ren. The sword intent splashed in all directions under the impact of the two swords and failed to hurt the two.

"Do it!"

Yuan Zizhen, who was desperately resisting the sword intent, was the first to speak, shouting, "Attack now!"

“Do it!” “Do it!” “Do it!”

There was an immediate response from the crowd!
Immediately afterwards, among the crowd surrounded by Ning Wushu, the secret envoys, and the imperial guards, a large group of people gritted their teeth, drew their weapons, and slashed at the people around them!
Looking at the number of people who suddenly defected, it was nearly half of the people present!
Not only that, the masters from the aristocratic families who had been stationed here before also drew their weapons without hesitation and rushed into the crowd.

Ning Wushu frowned: "Suppress!"

After saying that, she drew her own knife and leaped down towards the crowd.

"Yes!"

The secret envoys and imperial guards shouted and rushed towards those people. The other people in the martial arts world also reacted quickly after the initial confusion. As for Yuan Zhen, Hua Xiaolan, Murong Xuan, Wu Changfeng and others, it goes without saying that they rushed towards them immediately.

"Oh, just a bunch of rabble." Hong Zhi sneered, swung the spear in his hand, and was about to join in the suppression.

But at this moment, a hand gently rested on his shoulder.

Hong Zhi looked back in surprise.

"Brother Hong."

That was Ning Wuwang. He sighed softly and said, "I'm sorry."

The next moment, Hong Zhi's pupils contracted as he watched Ning Wuwang slap him on the chest!
Unimaginable power bombarded him, as if the entire heaven and earth were working together, directly shattering his armor. His spear also fell out of his hand, and the whole person flew backwards with a bang, a burst of blood exploded on his body, and he crashed heavily into the crowd!
"you?!"

Ning Wushu, who was charging into the crowd, suddenly turned around, widened his eyes, and said angrily: "You really are!"

"Little sister..." Ning Wuwang sighed again: "You stayed with me. Isn't that a sign of suspicion? Now that things have come to this, what else is there to say..."

After saying that, he raised his hand and waved it, and another invisible force swept across the crowd, instantly shocking a large group of people and making them vomit blood and retreat!

“Wuwang Sword…” Ning Wushu said bitterly, “Father really misjudged you!”

She suddenly turned around, untied the big bow on her body, put an arrow on it, and shot it out with a bang. This arrow also used the Wuwang sword, drawing the power of heaven and earth, and shot towards Ning Wuwang!
the other side.

The commotion in the crowd naturally attracted the attention of Bai He and other powerful people.

Jingming Zhenren and the others were all shocked, and then they heard Baihe Zhenren coldly say: "You guys go ahead, I'm enough here."

"Having you is enough?"

King Xishuo, who was protected by Lan Xiyu and Yuan Zizhen, smiled faintly: "Master Baihe, you couldn't even break the fog just now, where does your confidence come from?"

Master Baihe's pupils shrank.

Then, she saw a white mist rising from King Xishuo again!
Zhenren Baihe was startled. She subconsciously thought that this was the same white mist as before, but then she saw the white mist condensing in the air and gathering into a vague human figure.

As soon as this human figure appeared, he raised his hand and pointed at Bai He and the others from a distance.

The next moment, an extremely terrifying force began to grow from the hearts of these cave masters and even Xuanxing realm powerhouses like Baihe!

"Well!"

Baihe Zhenren's eyes opened wide, but her gaze was out of focus. She covered her chest, breathing rapidly, and fell to her knees on the ground with a plop.

Not only her, but also the Zhenren Jingming, Elder Yu, Wu Yue... all the powerful people in the Cave Heaven Realm behind her are the same.

In fact, their condition was even worse than that of Baihe Zhenren. Baihe could still hold on, but they immediately fell to the ground, their eyes were out of focus and their expressions were extremely terrified, as if they had seen something extremely bizarre.

"how?"

King Xishuo smiled and said, "The world after death is scary, isn't it?"

Fu Qingzhou, who was supported by Wu Yue, also rolled to the ground. He was still barely conscious, but suddenly let out a cry of pain and covered his right hand tightly!
The curse mark on his right hand suddenly emitted a faint black light, causing him tremendous pain, as if it was going to tear his right hand into pieces!
"no……"

Fu Qingzhou groaned in pain and slowly raised the scabbard of the King Sword. But the next moment, the scabbard of the King Sword flew out of his hand and flew into the hands of the white mist figure!

"Naive." King Xishuo smiled at him. "Do you think I don't know what this is? You are a disciple of the True Immortal Palace, just a small guard who keeps this thing for my Zhao family. How dare you fight with the king for the sword?"

The white mist figure did not use the scabbard. It just reached out and touched the scabbard, wiping off all the blood on it. Then it raised its hand, and the scabbard fell steadily and inserted into King Xishuo's belt.

King Xishuo smiled at the desperate and painful Fu Qingzhou and turned his eyes away.

Then, he slowly untied the bright yellow robe on the outside, revealing... the plain white cassock he was wearing underneath!

"Hui Jue."

He turned around, looked at Huijue, and said with a smile: "Thank you for your cassock. You have also done a lot for the lord. Since I can't kill you and you can't do anything, just stay here... to witness the lord's return."

Huijue's eyes were slightly sleepy and his lips were pursed.

Immediately, King Xishuo looked at Jiang Baichuan who was struggling to climb out of the ruins under the platform.

After a moment's silence, he raised his head and looked at the figure formed by the white smoke.

"Lord."

He whispered, "Save him?"

The white smoke figure did not say anything, but just pointed at Jiang Baichuan from a distance.

In an instant, black blood began to gush out of the wounds on Jiang Baichuan's body, and he revealed an expression of extreme pain. In just a moment, the black blood flowing from his body almost formed a lake under his feet, as if his blood was being drained.

But he smiled weakly, muttering, "Life and death, reincarnation, these are truly mysterious powers..."

After the white smoke figure finished all this, it raised its hand and turned towards the square in front.

At this time, the square was already in chaos.

King Xishuo has a large number of subordinates, but in terms of overall strength, they are not as strong as Ning Wushu's side.

Thanks to the special training some time ago, Fu Qingzhou's friends kept charging and fighting in the crowd. Their ability in melee combat was unparalleled. They could even fight ten people at the same level, which was quite amazing. Not to mention Ji Yisong, the soldier king who was at the peak of martial arts.

But... on the opposite side, there is Ning Wuwang.

A strong man in the Cave Heaven Realm.

All the Cave Heaven Realm powerhouses on their side had been controlled by the white smoke figure. The only one, Hong Zhi, was injured by Ning Wuwang's sneak attack. Ning Wushu was unable to stop his big brother at all.

For a moment, Ning Wuwang was like a man in an empty space. The situation that was controlled by Yuan Zhen, Murong Xuan, Hua Xiaolan and others quickly tilted to the other side after he joined.

Not to mention... at this moment, the white smoke-shaped hand pointed over.

With a buzzing sound, all the people who did not belong to King Xishuo's camp opened their eyes wide at the same time and saw an extremely horrifying scene!

At the bottom of the turbid yellow river, there are countless wronged souls in extreme pain.

They were wailing, tearing each other apart, crying, and laughing wildly...

Those extreme emotions rushed into everyone's mind, almost driving them crazy!

What is this emotion?
These are the most extreme emotions that countless people experience before they die. They remain after people die and become the basis for the existence of these wronged souls.

This...is not an emotion that an ordinary person can bear.

At one moment, all these people fell to the ground screaming, unable to get up again!

King Xishuo smiled slightly and turned his gaze to his son who was not far away.

Zhao Hao supported Hua Wuying and went to the bottom of the platform very early.

From the moment King Xishuo shouted "start", he just stood there woodenly, watching everything in a daze.

At this moment, seeing his father's gaze, he just pursed his lips and said nothing.

"Be careful."

King Xishuo said calmly: "I will give you one last chance. Find the fake emperor who stole the country and bring him to me. Then we, father and son... will put aside all our past grudges."

After saying that, he actually raised his hand and threw the ceremonial sword out from a distance!

Zhao Hao raised his hand, took the ceremonial sword, and looked at the sword in his hand with an extremely complicated look.

(End of this chapter)