Chapter 404 The vest fell off



Shui Yao lay weakly on the golden couch, looking coldly at the arena, the doubts in her heart growing deeper and deeper.

Who is that He Zheng? Even if it was He Lan, he might not be able to last ten moves against Yue Nanchen. But now the two have fought for hundreds of moves and are evenly matched. In this world, the only one who can tie with Yue Nanchen is Tian Wen...

Ling Shuiyan?! Shui Yao struggled to sit up. Yes, those were Ling Shuiyan's eyes, eyes full of hatred. How could she not have thought that Ling Shuiyan would actually team up with Helan...

"Master, what's wrong?" When Lan saw Shui Yao's face change, he immediately leaned over and asked in a low voice.

"Lan Yi, that He Zheng might be Ling Shuiyan in disguise!" Shui Yao tried her best to suppress the anger and blood that was rising in her heart.

Lan Yi was also shocked. She had planned everything, but she never expected that Ling Shuiyan would give her master a head-on blow in the arena!

“Master!” Lan Yi knelt in front of Shui Yao. “Master, Lan Yi lied to you. In fact, when Lan Yi went to Feilong Hall to investigate Zimo’s true situation, he knew that Zimo was Qianhun and Lieyan was the prince. But Qianhun said that Helan might be colluding with Ling Shuiyan, so he asked Lan Yi not to tell the master first and asked Lan Yi to be on guard in the dark. But he didn’t expect…”

Shui Yao motioned for her to stand up, "You mean Yue Nanchen has already figured out that Helan and Ling Shuiyan are colluding?"

"Yes, but I'm not sure yet!"

"That's good!" Shui Yao slowly breathed a sigh of relief, "Since he has thought of it, he will definitely make a complete deployment!"

Shui Yao slowly breathed a sigh of relief. She believed that Yue Nanchen must have come prepared, so there was no need to worry too much.

Shui Yao pursed her lips and smiled, “Yuen Nanchen, no matter who is the leader of the martial arts world this time, you have always defeated me once, and I owe you another life!”

"Look!" Qianhun suddenly shouted from behind. On the arena, the winner was decided. Yue Nanchen's cold sword fiercely stabbed

It entered He Zheng's body, but He Zheng looked at the man in front of him with a golden mask in disbelief. The flying eagle on the mask looked like a devil's totem, which made his eyes suddenly shrink.

"Who... are you?" Impossible, absolutely impossible! He Zheng's eyes were filled with disbelief. There were very few people in this world who could break her Su Nu Heart Sutra. This Lie Yan... and his sword moves...

"The best sword in the world?" He Zheng suddenly exclaimed.

"It's a pity that you don't have a chance. You found out too late!" Yue Nanchen said coldly, "Where is the antidote? Hand it over!"

"Hahaha!" He Zheng suddenly laughed out loud, and the laughter strangely turned into a woman's voice. At the same time, his hairpin fell off, and his hair stood up. The skin on his face fell off like wall skin, and everyone screamed in horror.

Yue Nanchen looked coldly at He Zheng's face, no, to be exact, Ling Shuiyan's face, with no surprise in his eyes, "It's you!"

"I should have thought of this a long time ago, I should have thought of this a long time ago!" Ling Shuiyan said hatefully, "But don't be complacent, Yue Nanchen, I don't have the ability to kill you, but I will drag your beloved woman to be buried with you!"

After she finished speaking, she leaned forward suddenly. Yue Nanchen wanted to pull back the sword, but it was too late. He could only watch the sword pierce the woman's heart.

"Ling Shuiyan, you can't die!" Yue Nanchen looked back at Shuiyao, whose face was dark, and immediately understood the meaning of her last words. The poison in Shuiyao's body...

Ling Shuiyan is already out of breath!

The scene was silent, and everyone seemed to have not recovered from what had just happened.

Helan was even more stunned. He looked at Ling Shuiyan who had died on the stage with a dark face. The queen, with such high martial arts skills, was no match for Lie Yan, so he was even more... Was the leader of the martial arts world really going to give up?

"besides

Are you going to come up to compete?" Qianhun jumped onto the competition stage and shouted coldly.

The whole audience was silent.

Everyone has seen the swordsmanship of the Feilong Hall Master. It is not an ordinary realm. Unless someone doesn't want to live anymore.

"Alliance Leader He, what about you?" Qianhun turned his gaze to Helan.

He Lan came back to his senses and said loudly, "Young people are formidable. I am old and should give way to others..."

"Okay, since no one has come up to the stage, then the position of the leader of the martial arts world will be..." Qian Hun immediately announced loudly.

"Wait!" Suddenly, a woman's crisp voice sounded. Qianhun turned his head impatiently and after seeing the woman's face clearly, his eyes darkened.

Yin Die Wu? What is she going to do?

It's him! It's really him!

Lie Yan? You want to be the leader of the martial arts world? She is determined to expose his true identity. Yue Nanchen, let's see where you can escape this time!

At this moment, Yue Nanchen's mind was full of Shui Yao's injury, so he didn't care about the woman's provocation. Just as he was about to leave, he heard the woman shouting, "Prince Yongnan, you are husband and wife after all, why don't you say hello when you meet?"

Yin Diewu's words caused an uproar in the audience. The martial arts world is the martial arts world, and the imperial court is the imperial court. They have always kept to themselves. But now the head of Feilong Hall is actually the famous cold-blooded devil, King Yongnan! ?

Yue Nanchen then turned around and looked at Yin Diewu.

"It's you?" Yue Nanchen opened his lips coldly, and his eyes became dark.

"Yes, it's me. I didn't expect to meet you here, did I? But today is different from the past. It seems that Prince Yongnan is tired of being a prince. Does he want to be a leader for fun?" Yin Diewu laughed coldly and approached Yue Nanchen step by step.

"What? I dare not reveal Wu, crossing my arms over my chest and sneering.

Helan was now fully alert. This Lie Yan was Wang Yue from Yongnan.

Nanchen? Great! No matter how good Yue Nanchen's martial arts are, his identity as the King of Yongnan makes him lose the qualification to be the leader!

"Madam Hua, you said that this Feilong Hall Master Lie Yan is the Prince of Yongnan Yue Nanchen?" Helan immediately jumped onto the stage and supported the overall situation with great righteousness.

"Yes!" Yin Diewu stared at Yue Nanchen's dark eyes, "Even if he turns into ashes, this lady will recognize him!"

"Master Lieyan, can you please take off the mask? Let all the martial arts friends present here see whether Madam Hua has recognized the wrong person!" Helan lost no time in singing the same tune with Yin Diewu.

Shui Yao struggled to stand up. Although she didn't know the rules of the martial arts world, Yue Nanchen had openly opposed Helan for Nanyue and killed many martial arts people for her last time. Looking at the current situation, I'm afraid...

"Not good!" Lan Yi shouted softly, "Master, I heard from Qianhun that the position of Wulin Alliance Leader has always been occupied by Wulin people, and it is absolutely impossible to give it to the court. I'm afraid that the prince's efforts this time will be in vain!"

Shui Yao frowned. It might not be as simple as wasting her efforts. Helan was treacherous and narrow-minded. He would definitely not let go of this opportunity. Maybe...

"What? Master Lieyan doesn't dare to pick it?" Helan asked loudly. Seeing that Yue Nanchen didn't move, he seemed to be more confident.

The dark eyes looked around coldly, Yue Nanchen raised his strong arm and coldly took off the golden mask on his face.

A stunning face appeared in front of everyone, with brows that were majestic without anger, eyes that were bright and deep, lips that were thin and cold. The whole person was as steady as a mountain, as vast as the sea, and as vicious and ruthless as a rattlesnake.

Everyone took a breath. This man was...

"King Yongnan!" Yin Diewu suppressed all the hatred and impulse in her heart, and coldly announced the man's identity again.

His lips curled coldly, his eyes were dark and gloomy, and the man exuded a kind of

Trembling and filled with evil, he stood on the stage and looked at the people below, "I am no longer the King of Yongnan!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the whole room was in an uproar.

Indeed, during the war with the Louxi Kingdom, Emperor Nanyue once issued a notice to cancel the title of King Yongnan and demoted him to a commoner. Later, when the war was won and ended, Emperor Yue did not announce to the world to restore Yue Nanchen's title.

Helan raised his voice and said, "No matter whether you are still the King of Yongnan or not, you are Yue Nanchen, and your hands are stained with the blood of the people in the martial arts world!"

"Kill! Kill!" Those martial artists who had participated in the riots and had a blood feud with the imperial court suddenly shouted.

Although the martial arts world is the martial arts world and the imperial court is the imperial court, how many rebel organizations are people from the martial arts world? How many people from the martial arts world has Yongnan Wang Yue Nanchen killed? Now you want to be the leader of this martial arts world, no way!

Yue Nanchen looked around at everyone coldly. The sounds of shouting and killing gradually faded away, but there was anger in the eyes of many people.

“May I ask who among you here does not have the blood of the underworld on his hands?” Yue Nanchen said coldly.

He no longer had any patience. It no longer mattered whether he was the leader or not. He had to make sure Shui Yao was safe from the poison.

He was about to step down when Helan stopped him, "Yuen Nanchen, you can't leave today!"

"Can you stop me?" With a wave of the cold sword, Yue Nanchen stood coldly on the arena, his eyes were so cold that it seemed as if he had come from the coldest underground ice cave. "To save time, come on together!"

He no longer has time to deal with these people, so he must end this quickly!

Everyone present gasped. To be the enemy of all the martial artists? Was this man crazy?

"What a big tone!"

"Yes, yes, who does he think he is? Without his soldiers, he is just one person. How could he possibly take on our entire martial arts world?"


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