Chapter 179: My Heart Turns to Heaven and My Sword Turns to Demon (2)

Style: Heros Author: Mei YuanchenWords: 2039Update Time: 24/01/18 21:09:26
To maintain human immortality, three needs must be met: air, drink, and food.

If food cannot be sustained, there are still seven days left to live; if water cannot be sustained, if one is thirsty for three days, he will die; if Qi is blocked, he cannot survive a cup of tea.

It is extremely difficult to kill a person by thirst; it is even more difficult to kill a person by starvation; but it is much easier to kill a person by suffocating, choking, hanging, strangling or drowning.

Qingxuan is good at killing, and he often cuts the enemy's throat with one strike without any effort or delay.

The two hundred guards in the room are all elite, but none of them are immune: if you resist, he will pick; if you block, he will poke; if you block, he will disturb; if you avoid, he will tease; if you retreat, he will stab; If you dodge, he will kill...

"Since we can't defend, attack with all our strength!" After thinking about this, many guards opened their doors wide and attacked with their swords.

What kind of enemy is the most terrifying? What kind of moves can't be broken?

Enemies who strike quickly are the most terrifying, and the fastest moves cannot defeat them. Qingxuan took action with only a sudden glance, and his sword moves were like ghostly lightning... This was a nightmare, the nightmare of these two hundred people.

My attack has not yet been launched but the enemy's attack has already arrived. The enemy's attack is cruel and impossible to resist. What could be more terrifying than this?

Wherever the phantom passes, there will be a sound of "Puff! Puff!", which is the sound made when the hot blood in the body rushes out of the incision. The guards with their throats cut off were lying on the ground one by one, covering the wounds on their necks, kicking their feet randomly, and making "uh~~~uh~~~" gasps from their mouths and noses. Their faces were full of surprise and fear. Then he slowly died unwillingly.

Many of them fell to the ground and died without even seeing Qingxuan take action. Before they died, those people must have been puzzled: "Why was my throat cut off?"

All two hundred people had fallen.

Qingxuan immediately became alert. "Poisonous!" He realized immediately.

There were two hundred people here. Qingxuan remembered that he only killed eighty-eight people. Obviously, the remaining one hundred and twelve people were poisoned to death.

There are two functions in the Immortality Kung Fu: one for spirituality and the other for defense. Among them, "prevention" means "protecting against poison".

More than a hundred and ten people in the room were poisoned to death in the blink of an eye, which shows his strong nature. The longevity skill's defense against poison has its limit. Qing Xuan evened out his breath and vomited out a mouthful of black blood.

"Nine-colored flowers!" The poison that poisoned him and these dead guards was the nine-colored flowers.

Nine-color flower is not a kind of flower, but an odorless powder poison made from nine kinds of poisonous flowers. There is no ventilation here, and the poisonous powder has been dispersed in the room for some time. As long as the mouth and nose are breathed in, it will be invaded, and Qingxuan is not immune.

Just now, he had used his internal power to force out 60-70% of the poisonous blood, but the remaining 30-40% was difficult to drain away.

It had been more than half an hour since Qingxuan attacked the palace gate guards. The reinforcements outside the palace would soon find this place; while Duanmu Lan was hiding behind the long corridor in front of him. He had no time to force the poison anymore, the opportunity was fleeting, and he had to kill Duanmu Lan before reinforcements arrived.

There were waves of restlessness in his chest, and his limbs gradually became numb, but Qingxuan ignored these and resolutely kicked open the corridor door in front of him.

... ...

Ling Quanyi, a thousand men in the Shenshao camp, was ordered by Emperor Yonghua to welcome Xia Muyang back to the capital. Unexpectedly, no one came to greet me, but brought back a white-bordered funeral note.

Xia Muyang's death was the most important military situation, and he had to travel seven hundred miles a day to report to the emperor. Therefore, Qiu Tingtai wrote a funeral notice in the name of Xia Chengcan and asked Ling Quanyi to report the news first. He did not postpone it, but he could not refuse it. That night he took the letter and headed north quickly.

At this moment, he was standing outside the imperial study room, feeling unhappy, "I hope His Highness Prince Duan will not blame me!"

"Ling Qianfu, King Duan has summoned you. Please go quickly!" The eunuch who delivered the order opened the door and said to him.

After Emperor Yonghua learned of King Yi's death, he immediately fainted and fell asleep for two days and has not woken up yet. King Yun was imprisoned in the palace, and the Duan throne was the most respected in the capital. Since he was the emperor's brother and had always had a high prestige, he was naturally elected as the regent by the officials to serve as the emperor's director.

King Lao Duan did not hold back. Without saying a word, he entered the palace and entered the royal study room, reviewed and reviewed the memorials, and exercised the emperor's imperial power.

"Ling Quanyi, a thousand-year-old man from the Divine Sentinel Camp, pays homage to His Royal Highness Prince Duan!" Ling Quanyi knelt down in front of the imperial case to salute.

"What happened!" King Duan asked in a deep voice. Ling Quanyi is back, but King Zhi is not. Something must have happened. He was most worried about two things happening. No matter which one they were, they could cause chaos in the court and put the country in danger, so he kept repeating silently: "Muyang must be fine! Muyang must not rebel!"

Ling Quanyi took out the white folded book in his arms and replied in a trembling voice: "His Royal Highness Duan Wang, His Highness King Zhi has passed away!"

These words were like a thunderbolt, shaking King Duan's mind.

"Bang!" King Duan slapped his palm on the desk and shouted loudly: "What happened! Tell me everything! If you can't explain it, I'll kill you!"

Ling Quanyi shivered, and felt a chill on his back. He quickly kowtowed and said, "Yes, yes, yes!"

... ...

"The gods are not bless, the sky has no eyes! A century-old foundation is at stake!" After listening to the report, King Duan closed his eyes and lamented. Two lines of turbid tears reflect the vicissitudes of life.

First it was King Yi, and now it was King Zhi. In just two days, Dahua had lost two of the three most important princes. It really made King Duan feel that the building was in danger and that the building was about to collapse.

"Where is Chengcan? How is he? Why didn't he come back with you?" King Duan tried his best to cheer up and asked softly. When he asked, he felt that he was a little old and confused, "Chengcan has a strong personality and is smart. He will definitely not return to the capital rashly before the situation is clear. I am afraid that there will inevitably be a fierce battle on the border between the two countries."

Ling Quanyi thought for a while and replied honestly: "As soon as the news of His Royal Highness King Zhi's death reached the camp, Qiu Tingtai, the commander of the White Army, wrote this white post in the name of the Crown Prince and asked me to go north to report the news. I set out that night, At that time, the prince was still in a coma. However, the military doctor has looked at it and found that the prince only fainted due to shortness of breath, and the stagnation of Qi in his heart prevented him from waking up for a while, so it is not a serious problem. "

Hearing that Xia Chengcan was fine, King Duan finally breathed a sigh of relief, "Chengcan has the style of Muyang. After a few years of training, he may not be able to become the commander of an army. It is a blessing among misfortunes that he is fine!"

... ...

Yu Lingyi, Xie Tianyao, Fan Enping, Zhu Xiaochen, Duanmuquan, Gu Jiuming, Tong Gaoge, Yin Hou, Duanmuta Shan, Mulunyan, the ten most important military officials from the royal family of Jue Kingdom gathered in this ten-foot-long corridor. , just to block the old man in green with a white beard and blood and a perforated shoulder blade in front of him.

"Remember, attack!" Yu Lingyi shouted, taking the lead in leaping forward to attack, pointing his sword directly at Qingxuan's chest.

Xie Tianyao followed closely behind, crouching down and rushing towards Qingxuan. The two judge pens were obviously aimed at Qingxuan's legs.

Almost at the same time, Fan Enping stabbed Qingxuan's left shoulder with his sword, and Zhu Xiaochen's boomerang came out, targeting Qingxuan's throat and waist.

... ...

While Qingxuan was fighting with the guards outside the gallery, Yu Lingyi had already made an agreement with everyone to attack separately so that they could not take care of them all.

"You have been hit by the 'Nine-Colored Flower' and your hands and feet are slow. How can you withstand our ten-person attack formation?"