The blind girl is called a saint with a sword!

This was a bizarre situation they had never seen before.

They had already realized the danger, but it was too late.

Sword dance is fleeting.

Life is fleeting.

As the sky full of sword light converged into a single point, and An Qingwan returned to her standing posture, the flying ropes and arrows snapped in two and shot off in all directions at several times the speed they had come from.

Ding, ding, ding...

The gongs and drums broke.

The iron shield shattered.

The armor was broken.

People, unsurprisingly, also broke down.

The side hall, which had been bustling with activity due to the earlier shouts, was now deathly silent again.

Only two people were still standing.

One is An Qingwan.

One was the commander of the Prince's personal guard.

The commander of the royal guards was nearly driven mad. Dozens of corpses lay densely around him, his proud subordinates.

"You're a monster, you're not human!"

He turned to run away.

But An Qingwan had already caught up.

The sword, transformed into a flying rainbow, swept across his neck.

he died.

He died of fear.

But this may not be a bad thing.

If he were to witness what happens next, he would likely be even more terrified.

The ability to pierce through dozens of armors with a single sword strike is certainly astonishing.

An Qingwan, free from all constraints and able to unleash her attacks without restraint, is truly terrifying!

With enemies everywhere, An Qingwan no longer has to worry about accidentally hurting innocent people.

Because she was in the enemy's base, An Qingwan no longer had to worry about damaging other people's houses and not being able to afford the compensation.

This was the first time An Qingwan had fully unleashed her inner strength.

With her eighth level of Mingyu Gong, Yaoyue could easily break the surrounding trees and stone walls with a simple wave of her hand.

Lianxing, who possesses the eighth level of the Mingyu Skill, can crush fine steel with her teeth.

Having just broken through to the ninth level of the Mingyu Gong, Yaoyue could unconsciously draw the earth beneath her feet up, making it look like a mound of earth, simply by standing still.

An Qingwan not only mastered the Mingyu Gong at its maximum level, but also mastered more than a dozen other internal skills at their maximum level.

What does it mean to be like a demon descending from heaven?

An Qingwan today is the best example of this!

The prince's guards threw something at her through two walls, but she pierced through both walls with a single palm strike.

The prince's guards charged towards her along the long corridor, but she pointed a few fingers, and the corridor collapsed with a crash.

The royal guards were so frightened that they hid in the hollow of the artificial mountain, and she stomped on it, causing the entire artificial mountain to collapse.

Nothing can stop her.

The scene left the Prince of Pingnan, who was watching from a high place, stunned.

This scene stunned Sikong Tingxue, who had already run away.

This scene stunned those who emerged from the shadows.

Some even attempted to exhaust An Qingwan's internal energy so they could then surround and kill her.

However, he had no idea how profound An Qingwan's internal strength was.

He was unaware that the characteristics of the Mingyu Gong meant that An Qingwan's internal energy would not decrease when she fought with others, but would instead increase as she absorbed more energy. Only a special internal energy technique like the Wedding Dress Divine Skill could withstand the absorption of the Mingyu Gong.

Chaos.

The situation has now completely descended into chaos.

Everyone initially thought this was a revenge drama where a thousand royal guards and a group of martial arts experts would hunt down An Qingwan.

However, this turned into a dramatic scene of lambs being led into the tiger's den.

An Qingwan is the real hunter.

A sheep can overeat a tiger, but these royal guards and martial arts experts could never overeat An Qingwan.

They should never have chosen this complex terrain of the Prince's Palace as the battlefield; if it were a flat plain, they might have had a better chance of winning.

Inside the palace, the more they fought, the more terrified they became.

No one knows if that wall that originally gave people peace of mind will suddenly break down and then extend a soft, boneless hand that is more venomous than a snake or scorpion.

"Quickly, go and invite the Dharma Protector Elder of the Western Regions Heavenly Sect!"

The Prince of Pingnan's voice trembled, and his legs trembled as well. If someone hadn't been supporting him, he would have fallen off the high building from the shock.

Suddenly, a steady voice sounded beside me.

"Your Highness, even I am no match for An Qingwan. Let's go, it's not too late to leave now."

The Prince of Pingnan turned around, and before he knew it, the Western Region Heavenly Sect Protector Elder, who always wore a bronze mask, was standing beside him.

"Even you are no match for her, so what about the hatred for my father who was killed by her..."

The Prince of Pingnan's lips trembled.

He looked towards where An Qingwan was and saw her grab someone by the neck.

"Tell me, where is the heir apparent of the Prince of Pingnan?"

The Prince of Pingnan no longer knew what hatred was; all that remained in his heart was fear.

"Let's go, let's go now."

He hurriedly went downstairs.

"Your Highness, which way should we go?"

“Let’s go…” The Prince of Pingnan gritted his teeth again, “No, we can’t go through the main gate or the back. There are people everywhere now. Who knows if there are other ambushes? Let’s go to the underground palace!”

The Heavenly Sect's Dharma Protector Elder exclaimed in surprise, "An underground palace? The Royal Palace actually has an underground palace?"

The Prince of Pingnan said, "I don't know who built that underground palace. Not long after my father moved here, he accidentally discovered it."

The Heavenly Sect's Dharma Protector Elder gave a meaningful "oh."

Unfortunately, the flustered Prince Pingnan was completely unaware of the abnormality; his mind was entirely focused on avoiding An Qing that night.

When he opened the entrance to the underground palace hidden behind the artificial hill, it was too late.

The Heavenly Sect's Dharma Protector Elder struck him in the chest with a palm, sending him flying like a vine ball, rolling a considerable distance before crashing headfirst into a towering tree.

The Prince of Pingnan clutched his sunken chest and looked at the Heavenly Sect Protector Elder with disbelief.

Elder Tianzong, the Dharma Protector, burst into laughter.

"Young Master, do you know why the Heavenly Sect is helping your father? Do you know why the Yin Extreme Sect is willing to cooperate with your father? And do you know why the Joyful Taoist suddenly pledged allegiance to your father?"

The Crown Prince of Pingnan's pupils contracted as he looked at the newly opened entrance to the underground palace.

The Heavenly Sect Protector Elder said, “That’s right, it’s all for this underground palace. This underground palace hides a huge secret! Your father is a shrewd man. He knows that we must have something to ask for. Although we don’t know exactly what we want, it is this knowledge that drives us to help him achieve his great cause. I stayed by your father’s side and tried every means but I couldn’t find the entrance to this underground palace. Today, thanks to you, I didn’t have to return empty-handed.”

The Prince of Pingnan's chest heaved violently. He wanted to say something, but in the end, he couldn't utter a single word and died just like that.

The Heavenly Sect's Dharma Protector Elder sneered and was about to enter the underground palace when suddenly several gusts of wind sounded beside him.

"You want to keep this secret to yourself?"

Standing on the courtyard wall were Sikong Tingxue, Hu Bugui, and several other people An Qingwan didn't recognize.

PS: An Qingwan's strength is much stronger than Yaoyue's in the setting. Yaoyue, at the eighth level, can break a giant tree that can be encircled by one palm with one palm. To be honest, this strength is a bit exaggerated. Such a thick tree, even a small car may not be able to break it.

Thank you to Night Wind Feather, Dark Demon, Frosty Moon Shadow, @@, Temperature, Book Guest 1965874, Xyti, Today's Face, 4562581, Book Guest 39609505168, and aaa Magic Cat for the blades.

57 If you don't speak, then you'll never have to speak again.

The sudden arrival of the person did not surprise the Dharma Protector Elder.

He had long known that many people were eyeing the secrets of the underground palace beneath the Prince of Pingnan's mansion, so why was he surprised now?

He simply sighed inwardly.

Unfortunately, if it weren't for the Prince of Pingnan suddenly unleashing that Blood Blade Slash in front of Sikong Tingxue, allowing Sikong Tingxue to discover the Heavenly Sect's whereabouts, he could have easily monopolized the secrets of the palace.

"You guys reacted quickly."

An old man with white hair standing on the wall spat and cursed, "What a scheme! What a scheme! I've been on guard against the Yin Yang Sect day and night. If it weren't for the sudden attack by the Goddess of Xiaoxiang today, I would never have imagined that your Western Region Heavenly Sect had also secretly intervened!"

The Dharma Protector Elder chuckled: "I've been hiding my secrets well, and you're no less so. How did your Moyu Valley find out the secrets of this underground palace?"

The white-haired old man did not answer, but stared intently at the Dharma Protector Elder.

Seeing that he didn't speak, the Dharma Protector Elder looked at Hu Bugui who was standing to the side.

"Who is this person?"

Hu Bugui laughed loudly, "I am Hu Bugui from the Thirty-Six Islands."

"The Thirty-Six Islands?" The Dharma Protector Elder nodded. "Then it's not surprising. You were indeed meant to be here."

After he finished speaking, the open space outside the entrance to the underground palace suddenly fell into dead silence.

No one speaks.

No one dared to make a move.

They feared that if they made any move, they would be attacked by others.

No one present was confident that they could escape unscathed from the encirclement of others, so the situation remained deadlocked.

But this deathly silence did not last long.

Because someone else is coming.

It was a white figure.

That was An Qingwan.

An Qingwan, who had fought back and forth in the Pingnan Prince's Mansion twice, turned the once bustling mansion, which was like a boiling pot of water, into a silent ancient temple in the deep mountains.

Everyone knows how terrifying she is.

No one was confident they could defeat her.

But at that moment, no one chose to run away.

They can't leave, they can't leave. What they've been chasing after with all their might is now right under their feet. How can they leave?

They all stood still, staring intently at An Qingwan as she drew closer.

they know.

Since An Qingwan walked over instead of stabbing at him with a sword, it means they still have room for negotiation.

As long as we can talk, everything will be fine.

Finally, An Qingwan stopped in front of the corpse of the Prince of Pingnan.

Her face was calm, and her body was spotless. If you didn't see it with your own eyes, who would have thought that she had killed hundreds of people not long ago?

"Young Master Hu, I never expected to meet you here."