Chapter 220 He is a dead man
"Ahem, young people are always impatient. They have to torture this old man like me..."
Inside Zuiyue Tower, the sudden voice was like thunder, instantly piercing through this closed fortress.
The old eunuch stepped on the bricks and tiles and fell from the sky.
The invisible barrier that covered the entire Zuiyue Tower also shattered.
"Bang!"
The spinning big black umbrella in the maid Qingniao's hand seemed to encounter an invisible force, and the heavy umbrella surface, which seemed to be coated with a layer of grease, vibrated inexplicably.
The bloody handprints on the surface quickly faded away.
The bloody skeleton-like, slightly protruding, hideous faces that seemed to be trying to break free from the umbrellas revealed a look of fear in an instant.
Screaming, they scrambled to hide under the black umbrellas.
The Thousand-Faced God, who was charging forward recklessly, suddenly felt an indescribable fear in his heart.
Without time to think, he instinctively retreated at a speed even faster than when he rushed forward!
In the process, he grabbed the maid's hair and dragged her back!
“Crack.”
At this time, the broken tiles above my head fell down.
As a beam of light came down, dust particles floated in the light.
The old eunuch in a dragon robe smiled and stood with his hands behind his back, looking at Zhao Duan with surprise in his eyes.
"I greet Eunuch Hai."
Zhao Duan's eyelids twitched, and he felt the weakness in his body recede rapidly like the tide.
That sense of crisis disappeared like a snowman under the scorching sun.
He was also a little surprised.
I never thought that the master hiding in the dark was actually the "living fossil" in the palace.
Hai Gongsheng squinted his eyes and looked at him, accepting the respectful title calmly.
I really want to ask how I discovered myself.
But this would not be the right time.
He suppressed his doubts, said "hmm" softly, and turned to look at the rebels opposite him.
The Thousand-Faced God dragged the blue bird and retreated several feet.
His eyes, originally filled with doubt and uncertainty, suddenly narrowed when he heard the words "Eunuch Hai".
Combined with the powerful pressure from the old eunuch's appearance, he lost his voice and said:
"Are you the sea priest in the palace?!"
Eunuch Hai smacked his lips and said with a smile:
"After all these years, there are still people who can recognize our family."
It’s really him!
The Thousand-Faced God only felt his vision go dark, his head buzzing, as if he was hit by a heavy hammer, and his eyes were full of absurdity!
Looking at Zhao Duan again, he suddenly felt that he was the one who fell into the trap.
So, the man surnamed Zhao was not completely unprepared, or he was deceived into this place because of his great skills and courage. Did he know it in advance and was secretly protected by someone?
The Thousand-Faced God had considered this possibility before launching the ambush.
But he never imagined that the man would be the first priest in the palace.
Why?
Why did Zhao Duan deserve the protection of such a powerful person?
The Thousand-Faced God was in a trance and realized that Master Zhuang might have seriously underestimated the extent of Zhao Duan's favor.
The first thought was to escape.
But the moment the thought arose, he dismissed it.
If the other party is really that person, there is no way he can escape today.
"Is the father-in-law also very famous in the martial arts world?"
When Zhao Duan saw this scene, he felt extremely relieved and even felt like chatting.
Hai Gongfeng smiled but said nothing.
The Thousand-Faced God on the opposite side suddenly spoke:
"Famous? More than famous?"
At this moment, as if realizing that resistance was futile, the Thousand-Faced God actually calmed down.
He looked at Zhao Duan with disdain and said:
"In the martial arts world, who doesn't know the famous masters? A hundred years ago, the first minister of the imperial palace entered the martial arts world alone.
It happened to be a small martial arts summit, and the top ten martial arts masters gathered together, but an unknown person took the stage and won the championship.
At that time, no one knew his identity, only vaguely seeing that the martial arts inheritance was related to the Dayu royal family.
Afterwards, Hai Gongfeng, who had transformed himself into an unknown person, went to the East China Sea to represent the royal family at that time and competed with Wu Xiankui, who had not yet entered the realm of heaven and man, and became famous in one battle.
Sadly, there has been no trace of him since then.”
Zhao Duan was stunned and looked in surprise at the eunuch in the dragon robe who loved to joke with the younger generation.
Suddenly I remembered what the empress said, that the royal family and Qingshan would have a battle once every hundred years.
So, the last person who fought against the current number one martial artist was actually Eunuch Hai?
Hai Gongsheng looked a little lonely, as if he didn't want to mention it.
The Thousand-Faced God had a serious look on his face.
He no longer looked at Zhao Duan, but only stared at the old eunuch, and said with a bitter smile:
"Today, I am fortunate to have the Sea Lord personally take action. I know that with my current level of cultivation, I am no match for you, Senior. I only dare to learn a move. Even if I die, I will be convinced."
You are a traitor who kills people like grass, but you act like a hero at the end of your life, what are you trying to do...
Zhao Duan always felt that the performance of the person in front of him was very different from the "Thousand-Faced God" described in the information.
He wanted to give a reminder.
Hai Gongsheng nodded happily: "Yes."
Then she turned her head and smiled at him, saying:
"Watch out, this is a rare learning opportunity. There aren't many true Jianghu people in the capital, and this guy is one of them."
Zhao Duan was stunned for a moment, then looked up respectfully.
Inside the building.
The atmosphere suddenly changed.
"Young Master..."
The maid Qingniao bit her lips, her eyes sad, as if she had foreseen the ending. She wanted to say something but was interrupted.
The Thousand-Faced God raised his hand and suddenly grasped the handle of the big black umbrella. The sound of a machine amplifier was faintly heard, and then a sword was slowly pulled out from the umbrella pole.
There is actually a thin sword hidden in this talisman of the Baiyi Sect.
The Thousand-Faced God held a thin sword in his hand. The blade was extremely thin, like a clear spring.
As soon as it was pulled out, an eerie chill came out.
Zhao Duan only took one look and felt his mind wavering, as if he was about to be hooked away by the sword.
"Oh, see? This sword is called Zai Sheng Po. It can be considered a weapon, but it has some connection with sorcerers. It is said that there are seven Zai Sheng Po swords in total. When killing someone, they can absorb the residual soul of the deceased.
Now it seems that this umbrella-shaped talisman is fed by residual souls... Killing with a sword, taking the soul, and then using the soul to nourish the umbrella and release the spell... a common method used by evil sorcerers. A good weapon, but it doesn't look like a weapon."
The old eunuch in the dragon robe made casual comments.
His tone was disdainful, as if he was extremely disgusted with the method of mixing martial arts with magic.
Zhao Duan, however, felt that his eyes had been broadened.
The Thousand-Faced God held a sword in his hand, and his aura surged.
It felt like there were tides surging in my body.
The rapier in his hand shone brightly, and he held the sword upright in front of him. Suddenly, a strong wind blew around him, blowing the maid backward.
Zhao Duan choked slightly and clearly felt the powerful force of the sword.
However, the old eunuch in the dragon robe didn't care at all.
It was as if he ignored the full-strength attack of a cultivator in the Divine Chapter Realm.
"Please teach me, senior!"
The Thousand-Faced God roared loudly, releasing all the anger in his chest. The sword in his hand suddenly turned into a bright silver light and pierced the old eunuch's face in an instant.
It seemed as if Eunuch Hai finally perked up a little at this moment.
Take your time, raise your right hand and extend two fingers
——His movements were so slow that Zhao Duan could see every detail clearly.
But strangely, it came out one step earlier than the sword that was as swift as a meteor.
Easily and without any worldly feeling, he pinched "Zai Sheng Po" with two fingers as dry as wood.
Then, use two fingers to press hard.
"Bang!"
That top-grade weapon, which was famous in the martial arts world and could be called a famous sword, was actually shattered to pieces.
The thin sword blade was suddenly frustrated, and moved forward under the powerful kinetic energy, but it broke inch by inch in the strange vibration.
In the blink of an eye, the sword broke into dozens of pieces, and seemed to have lost all its kinetic energy, or sank into a quagmire, falling to the ground silently.
“Ding-ding-dang-dang…”
It was like silver coins falling in the air.
"ah!"
A woman screamed in surprise, and saw that at the same time as the Thousand-Faced God launched the sword, he suddenly slapped the maid beside him and sent the two of them flying.
He turned around, picked up the huge black umbrella, leaped up, and flew downstairs like an arrow.
The handsome young man flew down from the second floor with an umbrella, like a bird spreading its wings.
"Want to run?"
The old eunuch snorted, ignored the maid who was thrown here like an abandoned child, and stepped lightly on the ground with his right foot.
"Bang!"
Silently, the Thousand-Faced God who was flying in the air let out a scream and fell straight down like a bird with broken wings.
The big black umbrella he was carrying on his shoulder had more than a dozen holes pierced through it silently.
The dignified warrior fell to the ground on the first floor, motionless, as if dead, but not a drop of blood was spilled.
"Huh?"
It was not until this moment that Eunuch Hai realized something was wrong.
The old eunuch in the python robe suddenly leaped up, flew to the first floor, kicked the Thousand Faces God who was lying on the ground, looked at him, and said in a muffled voice:
"Dead."
upstairs.
Zhao Duan knocked the maid down with a palm and asked curiously:
"Beat him to death?"
Eunuch Hai shook his head with a strange expression:
"He is a dead man."
(End of this chapter)
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