Shen Zhao, who transmigrated into the Immortal Martial Continent, was forced by the system to humbly fawn over the Empress for nine lifetimes.
However, what he thought was true love that coul...
In an instant, the more than a thousand guards present were wiped out.
"Ah, this..."
Xu Rong was greatly alarmed upon seeing this.
"You, who are you?"
"Xu Rong, your time of death has come. Give me your life!"
Mu Qiuyao put away Qiu Zhao, turned her palm, and slapped Xu Rong directly.
"Try the move my Zhao Zhao created just for me, the Begonia Interpreter's Hand."
"No, I..."
Before Xu Rong could speak, Mu Qiuyao had already hit him on the forehead.
puff--
Xu Rong spat out a mouthful of blood.
Then, his body collapsed and exploded, and he died on the spot.
...
Inside the military camp, Xu Rong frowned even more deeply at Shen Zhao's calm demeanor.
"The reason I dared to let them break into the Prince's Mansion, apart from all sorts of planning, was because I had enough confidence in their fighting abilities.
After all, two cultivators at the late stage of the Great Emperor realm joining forces are virtually unshakeable. Could a small Prince's mansion possibly possess any Great Emperor-level experts who could rival them?
Shen Zhao was calm and confident, seemingly certain of victory.
"Oh? Is that so?"
Unexpectedly, Xu Rong remained extremely calm.
"Who told you that there is no one in the Prince's Mansion who can resist the Great Emperor cultivator?"
Shen Zhao frowned.
"You are still too naive. I wonder if you have ever considered that this is not just about repelling the enemy, but..."
Xu Rong spread out his cloak.
In an instant, a cold wind howled.
"Please step into the trap!"
...
After dealing with Xu Rong at the Prince's residence, Mu Qiuyao breathed a sigh of relief.
He immediately returned to Jiang Qingluan's side and said, "Xu Rong is dead, sister, you don't need to worry anymore."
Unexpectedly, Jiang Qingluan's eyes widened in horror as she shook her head repeatedly: "No, he's not Xu Rong, the real Xu Rong is..."
Boom~
Before she could finish speaking, Mu Qiuyao decisively retaliated with a palm strike.
Suddenly, the air surged and the wind and clouds turned upside down.
Standing in front of Mu Qiuyao was the guard who used to be by Xu Rong's side.
It was a face that had experienced many vicissitudes of life and was extremely indifferent.
"He is Xu Rong!"
Bang--
Both sides unleashed their palm strikes simultaneously, and Xu Rong was directly forced back ten steps.
After regaining his footing, Xu Rong snorted softly, "The Empress of the Northern Region, indeed lives up to her reputation."
"You're Xu Rong?"
"I am the real Xu Rong. I have been waiting for you here for a long time."
How did you find out about our information?
"Ha! The entire Bashu region is filled with my spies. Is it so difficult to find out where you two are?"
Even your cooperation with Ren Piaomiao is fully known to me, so I deliberately used this scheme to lure you into my trap.
"Hahaha..."
Mu Qiuyao smiled upon hearing this.
"I admire your confidence, but do you think a sixth-rank emperor's strength can challenge my eighth-rank emperor's might?"
Xu Rong: "How will you know if you don't try?"
Then he looked at Jiang Qingluan and smiled slightly: "Is that so? Long time no see, my little clay figurine,
I've finally found you! I knew you couldn't live without me.
In an instant, Jiang Qingluan's mind went blank, and she clutched her head in pain.
"Xu, Xu, Xu Fengqing...no...don't come any closer..."
In an instant, Jiang Qingluan's eyes became dazed and her expression was extremely frightened.