Chapter 668: Killing Wu Xiankui with a Punch
Xiping Road, the camp of the imperial army.
The Empress has arrived!
This news was like a whirlwind, and spread throughout Xiping a few days ago under the spread of Xue Shence.
The morale of the court soldiers was greatly boosted, and they were all eagerly waiting. Today, the empress finally arrived with her personal army.
Duke Tang Daren personally led his men to greet them, and when they returned, local generals led by Xue Shence lined up to greet them.
Xu Zhenguan stood on the carriage, with unparalleled elegance.
He entered the camp amid the sound of war drums and under the gaze of countless soldiers.
A moment later.
A meeting was held in the central army camp, with Xu Zhenguan sitting in the main seat.
Xue Shence and the Duke of Zhenguo served as a foil, and the rest of the civil and military officials were arranged according to their seating order.
"Your Majesty..."
Xue Shence respectfully reported the current battle situation in Xiping Road.
The empress listened quietly, with no expression on her face. She had learned this information from the shadow guard's report along the way, and now she was just confirming it with Xue Shence's oral statement.
Overall, the situation was not ideal. Although the soldiers from the Western Regions led by Buddhist masters were far inferior to the imperial court in terms of deployment of troops, the imperial court had experienced the Rebellion of the Eight Kings and was severely damaged.
Therefore, even though Xue Shence tried his best, the entire defense line still retreated uncontrollably. Now nearly half of Xiping Road has fallen. Fortunately, after sacrificing such a huge price, the defense line was finally stabilized.
"I see all your hard work. Now that the Eight Princes' rebellion has ceased, troops from the south will arrive soon to provide assistance..."
The empress comforted the soldiers, and seeing her calmness and confidence, they all felt relieved.
A meeting ends.
The empress left Xue Shence alone.
"Your Majesty, is there anything you want to ask me?" Xue Shence looked at the empress cautiously.
Xu Zhenguan stared at him and asked:
"Do you know anything about the Red Sect Master?"
Xue Shence suddenly understood and hurriedly explained how he came to Xipingdao on the orders of Zhao Duan, and secretly contacted the Red Sect master, through whom he learned a lot of battle reports.
Later, the Red Sect master suddenly rescued Princess Wenzhu. When Xue Shence learned about it, it was too late and he could not rescue her. He could only try his best to block the Western Regions and search for the monk soldiers.
"Princess Wenzhu's whereabouts are unknown... As for the Red Sect master, as far as I know, he has been captured by the great master who defected from Shenlong Temple and escorted back to the headquarters. His life or death is unknown." Xue Shence explained.
The empress was slightly dazed, confirming the authenticity of the matter.
She pondered for a moment and was about to ask more carefully.
Suddenly, the Taia sword on the empress's waist vibrated suddenly, and the sword made a "clattering" sound in the scabbard, as if trying to break free!
Xu Zhenguan was startled, holding the hilt of the sword with one hand, and quickly walked out of the tent, looking towards the East China Sea, and a silver jade seal appeared between his eyebrows!
Her beautiful eyes shone with starlight, as if she could see a scene tens of thousands of miles away.
But it was so far away that even a celestial being couldn't see clearly. She just felt something in her heart and murmured:
"Did he use the Dragon Soul again?"
At this moment, the empress was eager to return home.
…
…
East China Sea.
"Bang!"
As the sword-wielding figure broke through the water, everyone on the sea involuntarily focused their attention on him.
The first person to react was Jiyue on the deck of the sailboat. She looked up into the sky with her white eyes and said in surprise:
"grown ups!"
Zhao Duan! It's my master who's back!
Shuibei and Hongshan Island Master also breathed a sigh of relief. They had previously witnessed the nine elders sneaking into the Silent Sea and were extremely anxious.
Now that he saw Zhao Duan returning safely, he naturally breathed a sigh of relief, but then he looked towards the surface of the Silent Sea worriedly, but he did not see the Thousand Islands elders who had chased after him.
"Zhao! Du! An!"
Wu Xiankui also saw this figure that was familiar yet unfamiliar to him. Immediately, the head of Qingshan immediately noticed the change in Zhao Duan's aura, and his face suddenly changed.
Half-step to heaven... has he reached this point?
Or did he use the dragon soul again?
Wu Xiankui had no time to think. The premonition of crisis that came from a warrior made him feel like he was being stabbed in the back, and he had the idea of escaping.
Zhang Yanyi alone has already consumed too much of his energy, and with the addition of a half-step celestial being, if he is not careful, he might really die in the sea.
At this moment, the idea of hunting Zhao Duan had long been thrown out of the window. Wu Xiankui stomped his feet on the sea, causing the sea water to surge. He suddenly left a trail of afterimage and quickly fled into the distance.
He ran away!
Zhang Yan was stunned when he saw this scene, but the old Taoist priest did not stop him. A celestial being was determined to leave and it was almost impossible to stop him.
He looked at Zhao Duan, also surprised: "You..."
Zhao Duan nodded calmly: "I was lucky enough to break through."
Afterwards, he did not explain further, but just looked at Wu Xiankui's fleeing back, and suddenly threw the Black Turtle Seal to the old Taoist priest, saying:
"Please ask the Heavenly Master to hold the Sea God back for a moment. I'll be back soon."
After saying that, Zhao Duan also "bang" and whizzed away like a cannonball.
The old Taoist priest subconsciously grabbed the Black Turtle Seal. When he heard the words "slightly restrain", his face twitched. He wanted to throw the seal away, but then he saw him chasing after him and was startled:
"Don't be impulsive... He's under little pressure here..."
From a distance, Zhao Duan's calm voice came:
"It doesn't matter. This sea area has no power over me at the moment."
Zhang Yan was stunned.
…
Thick clouds rolled in, heavy rain poured down, the sea was raging with waves, and electric snakes were dancing wildly in the clouds.
The entire sea was filled with a sinister aura like that of doomsday, but in this astronomical phenomenon, on the boundless sea, there were actually two figures, one in front and one behind, chasing each other madly.
Zhao Duan held the sword in his hand, pursed his lips, and ran quickly on the sea. After being promoted to a half-step celestial being, he could already walk in the air.
The most amazing thing is that after Long Po awakened, he suddenly found that the pressure from the "Sea God" on him disappeared.
In fact, while he was running, he felt that this sea and this world were extremely friendly.
He understood that this was not the effect of the Half-Step Heavenly Man realm, but was most likely due to the connection between the dragon soul and the dragon skeleton at the bottom of the sea.
When the dragon was alive, it was a nearly god-like being living in the East China Sea. How could it be affected by the Sea God?
Therefore, with the blessing of the dragon soul that inherited the remaining charm of the dragon skeleton, Zhao Duan can now act recklessly and fully exert his power.
Of course, this is also the case when the Sea God is mostly restrained by the old Taoist priest.
It seemed that because of this, his speed was so fast that it didn't take long for him to catch up with Wu Xiankui who was fleeing in front of him.
When Wu Xiankui realized that he was the only one chasing him, he was stunned at first, and then he turned around and hovered above the dark sea, standing in the cold rain, with his empty sleeves dancing in the wind.
Wu Xiankui stared warily at Zhao Duan, who had also stopped more than ten feet away, with a cold gaze:
"You want to stop me?"
Zhao Duan said with a smile:
"Master Wu, hitting someone and then running away, is this the style of the Qingshan people?
It was so on the day of Fengshan, it was so later on Daluo Island, and it is still so today. There is a saying in the officialdom of the State of Yu that the law is so thick that nothing can escape it.
Do you think I can allow you to escape so many times?"
There is no doubt that there is hatred between the two.
Although the two had only met twice as of today, they had already formed an irreconcilable feud due to their different positions.
Wu Xiankui stared at him indifferently, the red mark between his eyebrows flashing red like volcanic magma, extremely eye-catching on the dark sea.
He seemed a little surprised, and also a little sarcastic:
"Just you? If Zhang Yanyi had caught up with me, with my current injuries, I would still be a little afraid of you. But relying on just you alone? You think you can stop me? You simply don't know your place.
"Do you think that just because you took half a step by chance, you can compete with the gods? Do you think that just because I was injured, you, a shallow person with only a few years of practice, can hunt me down?"
His sarcasm is not an act, it is sincere.
This stems from the inherent self-confidence or arrogance of the strong.
Wu Xiankui is the undisputed number one warrior in the world today.
As for the empress, she was not a pure warrior after all, and she was blessed by the emperor's dragon energy.
Zhao Duan looked at him calmly and said calmly:
“When you heard I was here before and came to sneak around and attack, it wasn’t like this.
You weren't like this when His Majesty cut off one of your arms a few days ago and you fled alone, leaving the disciples of Qingshan behind. You weren't like this when you attacked Luoshan with such shamelessness.
With every word he spoke, Wu Xiankui's expression became uglier.
Zhao Duan was still saying:
“You claim to be the best martial artist in the world, but you act as shady as a rat. I really don’t know how you achieved this level of cultivation. It seems that the Qingshan lineage, which has been passed down for thousands of years, has finally declined.
Oh, you're angry? I can give you a chance today. Don't you want to snatch a glimpse of the Royal Martial God's inheritance?
Here, the dragon soul left behind by Emperor Taizu of Yu State, who cultivated his entire life, is within me. Come and kill me, and all of this will be yours."
Wu Xiankui's heart moved, and his eyes involuntarily fell on his lower abdomen.
Zhao Duan continued to laugh:
"However, you said I'm only half a step away from becoming a celestial being, but that's not accurate. Have you forgotten that I can also borrow strength?"
As he spoke, he took a step forward without any hesitation.
“Crack!”
It seemed as if some shackles in his body were broken again, the dragon soul in his qi sea roared, and a brilliant glow suddenly burst out from Zhao Duan's body. His aura also took another step forward, and he became a celestial being.
Just like when he was on Daluo Island, Prince Jing, who had truly reached the level of a half-step celestial being, also temporarily elevated his realm through the use of the relic.
Today, Zhao Duan, the Fire King Jing, takes another step forward.
When Wu Xiankui's face suddenly changed, Zhao Duan smiled casually, and the sword in his hand had already chopped towards the opponent through the air!
Open the sky!
“Boom—”
This knife seemed nothing special at first, but the dark sea surface suddenly split in the middle, and the vast sea water separated to the left and right.
A ravine like a canyon was cut out on the sea surface, and at the end of the ravine was the head of Qingshan.
Wu Xiankui's face twisted and trembled, and at this moment he felt the sharp sword energy that seemed to tear him apart.
The mark between his eyebrows burst into light and fire, and the air around him cracked, shattering like porcelain, and pieces of invisible "fragments" fell into the sea.
This martial arts expert, with his martial arts skills, was able to twist the air around him into a shield to block the sword energy.
It's a miraculous skill.
However, a bright red crack still appeared between Wu Xiankui's chest and abdomen, which seemed to have angered him. Wu Xiankui, like a mad lion, locked his eyes on the knife-wielding young man in front of him and roared.
Then, he suddenly turned into a burning scarlet meteorite and crashed into Zhao Duan with overwhelming force.
"Isn't this enough..."
Zhao Duan whispered softly, he smiled, put away the sword, and then recalled in his mind the appearance of Yu State Taizu practicing boxing in the Martial God Picture.
He slowly got into his boxing stance, his body glowing brightly. He threw a heavy punch, directly colliding with the one-armed opponent that Wu Xiankui handed him.
"boom!"
With the two of them at the center, the sea surface suddenly took on a circular shape, exploding into a circle of huge white waves.
The dark clouds in the sky were nearly shattered by the air waves, and part of the Sea God's will seemed to notice this side, angrily striking down twisted electric snakes of lightning from the sky.
For a moment, the sea was covered with electric snakes, and Zhao Duan and Wu Xiankui were fighting each other frantically.
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
…
The fighting between warriors has always been simple and rough.
Zhao Duan seemed to have returned to the time when he had a decisive battle with Prince Jing. He devoted himself to the boxing and forgot all the moves. He just followed his instinct and pumped all his strength into his opponent's body.
And this time, after being promoted to a half-step celestial being, he finally understood why Prince Jing was so tough in the first place.
In the realm of heaven and man, the human body is connected to heaven and earth, and any attack on the body will be automatically directed into the sea surface within a radius of several miles.
Wu Xiankui was also becoming more and more surprised as the fight went on, because he found that Zhao Duan was stronger than he had expected.
The rosy glow that had been inherited from Emperor Taizu finally showed its true defensive power at this moment, a defense that was more difficult to break than the Buddhist Golden Bell.
Wu Xiankui also sadly discovered that his injuries were so serious that he could not exert his full strength.
First he fought with the empress, and then he fought with Zhang Yan. Even a brave warrior could not withstand it in the end.
Especially since he only had one arm left, he was fighting with Zhao Duan, who was almost at the same level, and he gradually fell into a disadvantage.
This suddenly caused Wu Xiankui to feel a sense of fear and panic in his heart.
He was stunned. Fear? Panic?
How many years has it been since I felt this emotion?
It even became a stranger...
The fight continued. The seawater continued to evaporate, and countless fish on the seabed were killed by the aftermath of the battle between the two men. The white fish floated all over the sea surface.
Wu Xiankui gradually felt his breathing becoming heavier, his movements becoming slower and slower, the sounds from the outside world began to get smaller, and the pounding of his heart became extremely clear.
But the Zhao Duan in front of him was much younger than him, but still full of energy.
The young and strong are the best at fighting.
At this moment, Wu Xiankui suddenly recalled his youth when he left home to go to the martial arts school in the county to learn boxing.
The first words the mean old boxer said when he gave him his first lesson were:
"Young and strong are better than us..."
Am I... already old?
"No... We can't fight anymore..." Wu Xiankui suddenly came to his senses and was about to escape.
However, he met Zhao Duan's scarlet eyes:
"Want to leave? It's too late..."
Then, in Wu Xiankui's horrified gaze, Zhao Duan suddenly pressed his palm on his chest and abdomen, and then, an illusory golden dragon emerged from Zhao Duan's arm and drilled into his own qi sea.
"You want it? Then give it to you!"
Zhao Duan smiled slightly.
Wu Xiankui was horrified, and a sense of crisis unprecedented in his life burst out in his heart!
He tried to break free, but found himself unable to move. He could only watch in astonishment as the dragon spirit rapidly grew stronger within his sea of qi...
His dantian area expanded wildly like a balloon, and infinite, violent, and pure energy filled every one of his blood vessels.
"No--"
Wu Xiankui's eyes widened, but he saw Zhao Duan suddenly move away from him, and mouthed to him with a look of pity:
"bang!"
The next moment, a brilliant ball of fire rose from the sea, and the body of the number one martial artist cracked into countless cracks and shattered...
After a while.
On the sea, blood rain fell.
(End of this chapter)
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