I am a prince in Zhutian Films

Chapter 189: Killing Xiaoyao with a Flick of the Finger
"Master, your idea is a little bit..."

It was so ridiculous that even the iron-faced official didn't dare to say it.

Who is Chu Zhao?

The young master of the Yuelu Chu family.

Although they say there is a young master, actually from what they have learned from Bai Xiaotang, the Chu family does not have a so-called head of the family. It is just that Chu Zhao's subordinates call him the young master, so he is called the young master of the Yuelu Chu family by everyone.

In other words, Chu Zhao has always been the helmsman of the Yuelu Chu family, and according to the information they have learned from Baixiaotang, he may also be the actual controller of Yuelu City, which shows how powerful his methods are.

On the other hand, Xiao Xie is a complete idiot. If it weren't for the powerful influence of his mother's family and the fact that Xiao Chongjing still needed him to do the dirty work, his grave would probably be covered with weeds three feet high by now.

If Chu Zhao was really the prince of Western Chu, he would not have chosen to join forces with the prince of the enemy country Beili in order to plan something, and he would not have chosen Xiao Xie.

There's no way, Xiao Xie is too stupid.

Joining forces with such a person may not necessarily lead to success, but it will definitely cause harm!

Ji Ruofeng also felt that he was a little ridiculous.

But the idea of ​​the two of them joining forces suddenly flashed through his mind at that time, and he had no way to explain it.

Think about it carefully... Ji Ruofeng said calmly: "It seems that Chu Zhao is just using Xiao Xie, but what is his purpose in doing so?"

"Master, your current speculation is based on the premise that Chu Zhao is the prince of Western Chu. Whether he is the Chu prince who escaped by chance that year has not yet been determined."

Compared to Ji Ruofeng's guess, everyone present was more inclined to believe that it was Xiao Xie's frame-up.

Ji Ruofeng nodded, thought for a moment, and said, "Whether he is the prince of Western Chu or not, I think there might be someone who knows."

"Who?"

"Baili Dongjun!"

Ji Ruofeng slowly uttered four words and ordered: "Don't check the other people who took the school exam this year. Continue to investigate Chu Zhao's past. I always feel that he will be the one who stirs up the world."

He had originally planned to have a chat with Baili Dongjun tonight, and now this matter had to be added to the mix, so after Ji Ruofeng finished speaking, he left the room and went straight to the school.

The moonlight is nice tonight. The bright moon hangs high in the sky, casting its light all over the city, as if covering the entire Apocalypse City with a layer of light gauze.

Unlike the original novel, there is no second test in the TV series. After the initial test, there is the final test of the school.

During this period, there are three days of recuperation time.

Chu Zhao went to the Shadow Building branch early this morning and asked the people from the Shadow Building to evacuate. He then went out of the city to visit the old monk Wangchou from the Fanruo Temple.

Wangchou was born in a small temple in the Western Regions. In his early years, he discussed Buddhism with the great master of the Western Regions Buddhist Kingdom. After winning seven games in a row, he became the second great Buddhist master recognized by all the Western Regions Buddhist Kingdoms.

As for the first one...it was his senior brother, the current abbot of Hanshan Temple - Master Wangyou.

Afterwards, like Wangyou, he traveled around the world and came to Beili, where he talked and laughed with the national teacher Qi Tianchen for three days. They praised each other as masters of the generation, and announced to the world that the dispute between Buddhism and Taoism had no winner.

After that, he stayed in Beili. Even though Beili highly respected Taoism, Emperor Tai'an would occasionally come to Fanruo Temple to listen to the old monk's lectures, and the future Emperor Mingde, Xiao Ruojin, would often come to Prajna Temple to listen to Wangchou's teachings.

Chu Zhao came to look for Wangchou today, but he didn't meet Xiao Ruojin. Instead, he met a seriously injured couple.

The couple were from the Tang Sect. The man was seriously injured and would only be able to survive for two or three hours at most. The woman was also seriously injured and would not live long either.

Originally, Chu Zhao had no intention of intervening, but when he heard the old monk Wangchou ask the woman if she had anyone she was worried about, she said that she had a child in her hometown and that the child's name contained the word "Lian".

A member of the Tang Sect, whose name is Lian...

If nothing unexpected happens, this couple will be the parents of the future eldest senior brother.

Chu Zhao really liked the character of Tang Lian, so he took action and didn't come back until the evening.

On the long street, people come and go, making it even noisier than in broad daylight.

Chu Zhao, who was originally planning to return to the inn, suddenly stopped and looked at a figure in front of him.

He was a tall and thin man with a delicate face and not very old. At least he looked about the same age as Baili Dongjun, Ye Dingzhi and others. He held a long and narrow bamboo sword in his hands, and the word "Shadow" was engraved on the scabbard of the bamboo sword.

His expression was so indifferent that he seemed quite arrogant. He just stood quietly in the middle of the long street, holding a long bamboo sword. He was out of place with the passers-by around him and failed to attract the attention of even one person.

The two were about ten feet apart. Chu Zhao looked at him and smiled faintly, "If I remember correctly, you are Yi Bu's apprentice Luo Qingyang, right?"

That’s right, the young man on the long street is the future Lone Sword Immortal Luo Qingyang.

Luo Qingyang did not answer, his expression did not change at all, he just said slowly: "Are you the ninth prince of Western Chu?"

"Since you ask me this, it seems that Xiao Xie betrayed me."

Chu Zhao sighed in a pretentious manner, then smiled and said, "Do you want to chat first? I'll tell you how the people from your Shadow Sect who have been chasing me all these years died?"

Luo Qingyang said calmly: "I never chat with the dead."

While speaking, he pulled out the long sword from the bamboo sheath, then flew over with the sword and stabbed towards Chu Zhao, with a bit of the charm of "a sword coming from the west, like a fairy from the sky".

Too pretentious.

Chu Zhao felt his hands itching, so he raised his hand, pointed it at Luo Qingyang, and flicked his fingers.

A stylized thunder dragon emerged from his fingertips and soared into the air.

"Roar!"

Along with the dragon's roar, a three-meter-long thunder dragon also pounced towards Luo Qingyang.

In a flash, Luo Qingyang changed his stabbing attack into a slashing attack, trying to kill the dragon with one sword.

But Lei Long's speed was too fast, so fast that he couldn't react at all, and he crashed heavily into the tip of the sword.

An overwhelming force came from the tip of the sword, shocking Luo Qingyang's blood and causing him to spit out blood.

"Break it for me!"

Luo Qingyang roared, mobilized all his internal strength, poured it into the sword, and pushed forward suddenly.

"Crack~"

A crack appeared at the tip of the sword and spread out, then the entire sword broke into pieces, with the shattered fragments flying everywhere.

The Thunder Dragon's attack continued unabated, and it finally slammed into Luo Qingyang, knocking him flying.

"Pfft~"

Luo Qingyang, who was blown ten feet away, spurted out another mouthful of blood, fell to his knees powerlessly on the ground, and barely supported his body with the bamboo sheath of his sword.

Chu Zhao followed the transformed Thunder Dragon and flashed in front of Luo Qingyang who was kneeling on the ground. He looked down at him and said lightly: "You are too weak, so weak that I don't even want to kill you!"

There is another reason for not killing Luo Qingyang, besides the fact that he is too weak.

That is, Luo Qingyang was one of the four great sword immortals in the future, and it would be a pity for him to die now.

Chu Zhao ignored Luo Qingyang, raised his head slightly and looked towards a rooftop, chuckled and said, "Don't you know that I learned my formation from the Western Chu Confucian Immortals and the Zhuge Clan? You are showing off your skills in front of me!"

After saying that, Chu Zhao snapped his fingers again.

This time there was no strange phenomenon of any kind, only a beam of energy that shot out with the sound of breaking through the air.

In comparison, this attack seemed very ordinary, but it was actually terrifying. If the previous thunder dragon only made people feel the breath of danger, then this energy now made people feel the breath of death.

Just like the scythe swung by the god of death, it will definitely take away a life!

A muffled groan suddenly came from the roof, which was originally empty.

With a loud bang, a body rolled down from the roof and fell heavily to the ground. A small hole the size of a finger was visible on the chest of the body, and blood was slowly flowing out.

At the same time, the bustling scene of people coming and going on the long street suddenly became illusory, and finally, accompanied by the sound of the corpse falling to the ground, it was like a broken lens, revealing its original appearance.

I saw a group of guards wearing armor and holding swords, spears, and halberds standing in front and behind the long street, filling the entire street. On the roofs of Huayou houses were also densely packed with Shadow Sect disciples and Xiaolong Guards holding bows and crossbows.

Chu Zhao ignored these people and looked around at the leaders on the roof.

The third on the left and the second on the right are all masters of Xiaoyao Tianjing.

Judging from their attire, one of the three people on the left is a soldier, and Chu Zhao happens to know him. He is Wei Zhenyang, the commander of the Xiaolong Guard.

Although I didn’t recognize the remaining two, I could tell they were elders of the Shadow Sect.

As for the two on the right... to be precise, there should be three, but one of them was killed by Chu Zhao with a snap of his fingers. They were all dressed as school teachers, that is, they are teacher-level figures in the school.

Chu Zhao glanced at the two teachers on the right, then turned to look at Wei Zhenyang on the left, and said with a faint smile: "Six people from the Free Heaven Realm led a team to surround and kill me. Xiao Chongjing really thinks highly of me."

These words were not false. Since we knew that he was the ninth prince of Western Chu, we should know that he was only fifteen years old this year. Normally speaking, no matter how strong a fifteen-year-old boy was, his strength would be limited.

With six people in the Free and Easy Heaven Realm and hundreds of soldiers in the army, even a master of the Great Free and Easy Realm would inevitably end up dead if he were stubborn and stubborn. This really showed that they thought highly of him.

Speaking of which, at the beginning, Wei Zhenyang also thought that Xiao Chongjing thought too highly of Chu Zhao, and there was no need to invite the elders of the Shadow Sect and the teachers of the academy.

After all, he is just a fifteen-year-old boy. How strong can he be?

Even if he could cripple Master Xie of Diao Lou Xiao Zhu with a single punch, or severely injure Luo Qing Yang with a single finger, what good would that do?
There is a world of difference between the Free Earth Realm and the Free Heaven Realm. Any master in the Free Heaven Realm can cripple Master Xie with a single punch or seriously injure Luo Qingyang with a single finger.

In Wei Zhenyang's opinion, Chu Zhao had at best just entered the Xiaoyaotian realm, while he was a master of the Fuyao realm. He was confident that he could take down Chu Zhao alone.

But now... he could only say that it was too strong, stronger than he had imagined.

You know, the teacher in the school who set up the formation before was a master of Xiaoyao Tianjing.

Even though it’s only the Jiuxiao Realm in the Xiaoyao Heaven Realm, it’s still the Xiaoyao Heaven Realm!
However, such a master was killed by Chu Zhao with just a flick of his finger.

Kill Xiaoyao with a snap of fingers!

What kind of strength is this?
Mr. Li from the school is probably no more than this, right? !
Wei Zhenyang's heart was trembling. He did not speak to Chu Zhao, but shouted with a slight tremor in his voice: "Kill him!"

There was no other way. Chu Zhao was too strong, definitely stronger than the five of them. They could only decisively let the soldiers consume a wave first.

It is the duty of a soldier to obey orders. The moment Wei Zhenyang gave the order, the guards in front and behind the street rushed towards Chu Zhao.

The Shadow Sect disciples and Xiaolong Guards on the roof also shot arrows and crossbows at him.

For a moment, arrows poured down like rain.

Chu Zhao was standing in the middle of the long street, still with a faint smile on his face. An extremely large golden bell suddenly appeared, blocking all the arrows that were shot at him.

The sound of metal clashing against each other was endless.

Suddenly, strong winds arose and dark clouds gathered.

Thick dark clouds blocked the moon in the sky and enveloped the entire long street, plunging the entire street into darkness and strong winds.

The sudden strange scene made everyone present startled and they all looked towards the center of the street at the same time.

Chu Zhao was seen rising slowly into the air, with his long hair flying and his clothes fluttering, like an immortal descending to the mortal world.

At the same time, the murderous intent emanating from him made him look like a demon from hell.

Four words popped up in everyone’s mind at the same time - like a fairy or a devil!
The overwhelming murderous intent seemed to become material and soared into the sky.

Like a raging fire, like a strong wind, like the divine thunder in the sky.

Burning, violent, and domineering!

"Thunder comes!"

Chu Zhao let out a light shout, and the next moment, countless bolts of lightning carrying murderous aura fell from the sky.

Moreover, each bolt of lightning, in addition to its original power of thunder, also carries with it a sword energy that can cut through gold and iron.

With so much killing, the gods can destroy the demons!
The dense thunder, like rain, carried with it the sharp sword energy, as if it was destroying the world. In just an instant, the entire long street was reduced to ruins.

Below the realm of freedom, all are destroyed!
However, the thunder did not disappear and continued to bombard the entire long street.

Looking down at the five Free Heaven Realm warriors and a dozen Free Earth Realm warriors struggling to resist the sword energy, Chu Zhao nodded with satisfaction: "The Mage is really awesome. No wonder so many people like to choose the Mage when playing games."

While talking to himself, Chu Zhao increased his intensity.

Only after all the masters of the Free Earth Realm died under the thunder containing sword energy, and only five masters of the Free Heaven Realm, including Wei Zhenyang, and Luo Qingyang who was unconscious on the ground, did he stop and slowly fall to the ground from mid-air.

At this moment, the five Free and Easy Realm masters present realized... how wrong they were.

Especially the two elders of the Shadow Sect and the commander of the Xiaolong Guard, Wei Zhenyang. They had been secretly hunting down the Prince of Western Chu, but to no avail. Naturally, they thought that the Prince of Western Chu was just a rat hiding in the gutter and dared not show up.

But now it seems that what they are chasing is not a rat, but clearly... a dragon!

At this moment, they just wanted to escape, but they knew in their hearts that Chu Zhao would never give them the chance to escape.

"Go and ask Mr. Li to come and hold him first."

Wei Zhenyang was very decisive. He yelled at the two teachers in the school and at the same time raised his knife and chopped at Chu Zhao.

The sword energy soared into the sky, and the phantom of the long sword, which was transformed into a form, seemed to be real under the blessing of the sword energy, and suddenly fell down with the power of splitting the sky.

At the same time, the two elders of the Shadow Sect followed Wei Zhenyang's instructions to hold Chu Zhao back, and fled without hesitation following the school teacher.

Seeing this, Chu Zhao smiled faintly and took a step forward. There was a loud bang, as if the entire Apocalypse City trembled.

"I can't beat Li Changsheng, but that doesn't mean you guys can challenge me."

Chu Zhao said this and waved his hand. The stones that were shaken up by his step instantly flew out like bullets from a gun.

boom……

The next moment, the sword energy shattered!
The flying stones continued to move forward, penetrating Wei Zhenyang's body and turning it into a sieve.

He fell limply to the ground, with his eyes open in death!

In addition to Wei Zhenyang, the four people who escaped were also affected by this attack.

The two Shadow Sect elders had their heads smashed by stones and fell from mid-air like kites with broken strings.

As for the two teachers in the school, they were quite lucky.

Although one of them had a broken arm and the other had a broken leg, fortunately the injuries were not serious and did not affect their escape.

The two of them didn't even dare to look back, and ran towards the school as fast as they could...

(End of this chapter)