Chapter 224 The Murderer of the Prince of Zhenbei
Xiao Xuance was worried that the poisonous creatures would rush in and harm Yun Zhaoxue.
He went out to deal with it.
Zhuiying pushed him to the door and closed it.
Suddenly, a tall figure landed in front of them, his back to them, the knife in his hand gleaming with a terrifying, bloodthirsty light.
Zhuiying sensed that the other party possessed profound inner strength and that his martial arts were superior to his own. He looked at him warily and asked, "Who are you?"
The other person lowered his voice and said, "I heard that your martial arts have been restored. It was worth waiting a month."
"Who are you!"
"You don't recognize me after seven years? But I recognized you at a glance!" The other person slowly turned around, raising the knife in his hand towards Xiao Xuance.
Upon seeing his face, Xiao Xuance uttered three words: "Yan Yun Zhou!"
"It's truly remarkable that the esteemed Prince Xiao still remembers a nobody like me," Yan Yunzhou said sarcastically.
Zhuiying said, "Yan Yunzhou, your father violated military discipline many times back then, and it was reported to the imperial court. Even the prince couldn't protect him. You can't blame the prince, and you can't blame the heir!"
Upon hearing this, Yan Yunzhou's mocking smile deepened, his eyes filled with bloodthirsty madness. "Yes! Nobody can be blamed, so if I kill Xiao Yuanshan, you can't blame me either!"
These words caused a huge uproar.
Xiao Xuance's pupils contracted sharply, his hand on the armrest of the wheelchair tightened, crushing the armrest, and his muscles tensed abruptly as he forced out a few words through clenched teeth: "It's you..."
"Did you kill my father? Are you working for the Second Prince?"
He discovered that his father's death was related to the second prince, who seemed to have known all along that someone would kill him, and spent a lot of money to recruit martial arts masters to protect him.
He sent assassins to kill him multiple times, but all attempts failed.
He planned to wait until his leg injury had fully healed, settle his family, and then find an opportunity to return to the capital to personally kill the Second Prince and avenge his father.
Unexpectedly, his father was killed by Yan Yunzhou.
Yan Yunzhou scoffed coldly: "His people? Not really, just a business relationship!"
"Enough with the nonsense, draw your sword."
Yan Yunzhou waited for a while, but he still didn't make a move, and he lost patience.
His steps swayed from side to side, his sword moved with him, a footwork technique among the best in the martial arts world, the Soaring Cloud Step.
The internal force infused into the blade stirred up a strong wind, causing the clothes of those around to flutter loudly.
With each step forward, the blade's force grew stronger, making people afraid to approach.
Zhuiying swiftly drew the soft sword from his waist and blocked Xiao Xuance's path.
Yan Yunzhou's internal strength far surpassed his, and in less than an instant, he was blasted away by his protective aura, crashing into the wall.
He saw him slash at Xiao Xuance with his sword, the longsword cutting through the air and piercing straight for his face.
Instead of retreating, he advanced, his hand twisting horizontally, intercepting the sword with a "clang," the blade spiraling along the spine of the sword, sparks flying, instantly dissipating the momentum.
With a flick of his wrist, the back of the blade swept across, and the sword changed direction, aiming for Xiao Xuance's face.
Xiao Xuance turned slightly to the side, the sword slid past his cheek and embedded itself in the wooden door behind him.
Yan Yunzhou: "Take your sword, stand up and fight me! I don't want people to say I'm bullying a disabled person!"
Zhuiying stood protectively beside Xiao Xuance.
"Yan Yunzhou, our young master's leg is not yet healed. It is not honorable for you to come here to challenge us now. If you have the ability, wait until our young master's leg is fully healed before you come again."
Upon seeing this, Zhu Feng and the other guards of the Xiao family quickly flew to Xiao Xuance's side.
At this moment, more than a dozen people flew down from the roof and landed behind Yan Yunzhou.
The woman leading the group, her face veiled and holding short knives in both hands, leaned slightly toward Yan Yunzhou and said to him, "Yunzhou, we've come to help you."
Yan Yunzhou responded calmly, "Mm."
Zhuiying pointed at Yan Yunzhou, his eyes bloodshot and bulging with rage. He gritted his teeth and said, "It was Yan Yunzhou! Yan Yunzhou killed the Prince! We're killing him today to pay tribute to the Prince's spirit in heaven!"
Xiao Xuance stood up from his wheelchair, standing in the shadow of the eaves. His eyelids slowly lifted, his phoenix eyes surging with a bloodthirsty ferocity, his knuckles white as he gripped the sword, and the veins standing out.
"I was wrong back then. I shouldn't have let the tiger return to the mountain, which harmed my father. Today, I will take your head to offer as a sacrifice to him!"
Seven years ago, he was fifteen years old and he and Yan Yunzhou were both training in the military camp. Because they were about the same age, they often practiced martial arts together and went to the battlefield together. They were good brothers.
Yan Yunzhou's father was originally a bandit who was recruited into the government and, based on his military achievements, was appointed as a fifth-rank general.
After becoming a general, he thought he could do whatever he wanted. His bandit nature remained unchanged, and he went to nearby villages to rape and plunder, even arguing that those people were from Dajing, not Dazhou.
The people went to the military camp to complain, and the news spread to the imperial court as well.
To quell the court's anger, the Prince of Zhenbei had no choice but to behead Yan's father.
Some suggested that if the weeds are not eradicated at the root, they will grow back in the spring breeze, and planned to kill them secretly in Yan Yun Zhou.
The young Xiao Xuan Ce, valuing loyalty and brotherhood, secretly let him leave.
Unexpectedly, Yan Yunzhou was unable to distinguish right from wrong and repaid kindness with enmity, killing his father.
He indirectly caused the death of his own father, which was even more painful than being killed.
A battle is about to break out.
Yan Yunzhou made the first move, leaping up and slashing down at Xiao Xuance with his sword.
Xiao Xuance also unleashed a powerful burst of internal energy, using his sword to block and force him to the center of the courtyard.
The two powerful internal forces collided, causing the trees in the courtyard to shake and leaves to fall to the ground.
The water vat in the corner cracked open, and green water mixed with moss spilled all over the ground.
Both men were thrown back dozens of meters by the opponent's powerful force.
At the same time, he leaped onto the roof and fought on the rooftop. The moves were so fast that they were almost just afterimages, with qi swirling around them, making it dazzling to watch.
After several dozen more moves, the two disappeared from the rooftop, leaving only the echoing sounds of clashing swords.
"Clang! Clang!..."
...
On the other side, without the help of guards like Zhuiying, Hua Murong and his group were repeatedly defeated by the poisonous insects controlled by Shi Qianjiu and his disciples.
The snake's tail thrashed wildly, "slap slap!!"
Hua Murong and the others were thrown several meters away and landed on the ground, crying out, "Ouch, ouch..."
The eldest apprentice inserted a knife into the snake's tail, causing it to thrash wildly. Taking advantage of the tail moving away, he quickly got up.
"It's happening again! Run! Run! Master, run!"
The apprentices tried desperately to pull Hua Murong up from the ground, but they were too frightened to lift her up and could only drag her along the ground.
The python, with its gaping maw, chased after them, trying to bite them.
Pei Huaiji picked up the sword from the ground and stabbed it at the python to attract its attention. The python turned its head to deal with him and gave up chasing Hua Murong.
The apprentices picked up Hua Murong and tried to take him away.
"What are you doing? Put me down! I'm going to kill Shi Qianjiu today!"
His disciples advised him, "Master, we can't win. Let's leave first."
"We can't let Pei boy deal with that poisonous snake alone. He's no match for it by himself. Put me down and hurry back to save people!"
"Oh no, he's going to be bitten to death..."
Hua Murong was not the kind of person who was afraid of death. When he saw his disciple in trouble, he could not run away; he had to save him.
Pei Huaiji lunged forward and thrust, but before he could even touch the snake's body.
Shi Qianjiu and Poison Spider attacked from behind, their whips wrapping around his waist.
He quickly cut the spider in half with his sword.
In an instant, the python pounced on him.
He took a quick half-step back, but the belt around his waist had already been torn off by sharp teeth.
He drew his sword and thrust it into the snake's mouth.
The python retreated in pain, then swung its tail at him.
He used the momentum to leap backward, his back already drenched in cold sweat.
While dealing with the attacks of Shi Qianjiu and the poisonous spider, he also had to contend with the python. Unable to keep up, the giant python opened its bloody mouth and lunged at him.
Hua Murong shouted, "Pei boy..."
"Junior Brother Pei, Junior Brother Pei..."
A loud "bang!" rang out.
The snake's body exploded at its seven-inch mark, scales and flesh splattering everywhere. A gruesome gash suddenly opened, and through the crack, one could almost see the broken spine and a blurry mass of internal organs.
The snake's body writhed uncontrollably, its fangs slicing across Pei Huaiji's neck and tearing at his shoulder, "Rip~"
After writhing wildly, the python's massive body suddenly stiffened, then collapsed to the ground, utterly dead.
What a powerful hidden weapon! Even more powerful than Lei Zhenzi!
Even if you used a thunderbolt, it could only fry the skin and flesh, not create such a large gash.
Looking in the direction from which the "hidden weapon" was shot, not a single ghost could be seen.
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