Chapter 18 018[VIP]

Whether it was the blinding white light that blinded him, or the wounds from the vicious hidden weapon within, Lei Sun could no longer tell.

Covering his eyes, he let out his first scream of the day.

"Ah—"

No one could have predicted that this seemingly beautiful hidden weapon would be so much more lethal than an ordinary arrow.

Lei Sun was on good terms with the Prime Minister's Mansion and had previously collaborated with them. He had met the robed young man who had participated in the assassination attempt at the Misty Heaven Alliance's wedding banquet and had fought Guan Qi.

This young man, Wen Xue'an, had arrogantly nicknamed himself "Seventh Under Heaven" because he possessed two astonishing weapons: the Nine Heavens, Ten Earths, and Nineteen Divine Needles, forged by the former Quanli Gang, and the "Thousand Suns in Hand."

This had made Lei Sun wary of such hidden weapons.

But he had never imagined that today, from the hands of a woman who should have been killed by another killing move, a hidden weapon almost as powerful as the Nineteen Divine Needles would be unleashed!

He had never even heard of this weapon before.

If Lei Sun hadn't possessed profound martial arts skills, forcing himself to stop the cold flashes from reaching his face the moment he was struck, these "hidden arrows" from the golden tube would not have pierced just his eyes, but his head.

That would have killed him outright.

Even so, to stop the hidden weapon's penetration, he was forced to withdraw the internal energy he had previously channeled into his hand, and the deadly poison from the puncture instantly washed over him again.

This sudden loss of sight made it even more difficult for him to strike with his usual precision. Fortunately,

relying on his instincts honed over years of combat, even in the darkness, he managed to grab hold of the precious sword that had slipped from his grasp.

Even though his injuries today were several times more severe than those he had sustained in the assassination attempt on Zhuge Shenhou, he would never surrender so easily.

That was not his habit.

With the sword in hand—he went wild!

A fierce surge of energy whipped his black-and-white hair around, even blurring the blood streaks from his eyes for a moment, leaving only the breathtaking strike.

And the demonic blade pointed in the exact direction the hidden weapon had been launched.

He would never allow the opportunity he had secured to surround and kill to become a prey!

Shi Qingruo tapped her toes and slid out along the silken silk.

The slashing energy waves from the demonic blade followed closely behind.

If she hadn't previously requested the members of the Jinfengxiyulou from the Mitian Alliance from Su Mengzhen, allowing her to finally cultivate her Qi, she would never have been able to execute this plan against Lei Sun, nor would she have been able to dodge his desperate counterattack.

But she wasn't fighting alone.

What was there to fear?

She had this confidence, and Su Mengzhen could see that what had initially been a plan to suppress the Shentong Marquis Mansion and eliminate the undercover agent in Jinfengxiyulou had, thanks to her brilliant stroke, become the perfect opportunity to eliminate Lei Sun. If she

missed this opportunity, who knew when it would become.

He had to give it his all.

So, as Shi Qingruo twirled her foot around the colorful silk and dove downward to avoid the blade's direction, the Red Sleeve Blade, like a torrential downpour of crimson, slammed into the unresponsive demonic blade.

"Dangdang" echoed repeatedly.

The more seriously ill Su Mengzhen grew, the more poignant the blade's slashing became.

It was hard to tell for a moment whether it was Lei Sun or him, as if he were determined to swing even at the cost of his life.

The Red Sleeve Blade's blocking blow allowed Shi Qingruo to escape Lei Sun's blade, allowing

her to spin and land far away. Only then did she find a moment to gently wipe the blood from her lips with her sleeve, suppressing the visceral shock of her earlier injury.

But her gaze towards Lei Sun was filled with regret.

The hidden weapon she had launched at Lei Sun earlier had a particularly appealing name: the Peacock Feather—

named for its resemblance to a peacock's spread tail when launched.

It was both iron and fire, and one of the finest hidden weapons of the time.

But in reality, by the time she joined the Azure Dragon Society in her third round of the game, the Peacock Feather had long been lost. Only a peacock diagram remained, documenting its method of crafting, but no one had ever been able to perfectly replicate it.

The one Shi Qingruo had recently crafted using artisans from the Misty Heaven Alliance was merely a superior imitation.

Otherwise, the Peacock Feather, launched at Lei Sun, would have caught him off guard and killed him instantly. However

, Shi Qingruo felt only regret, while Lei Jiao, who was also present, was anxious.

She had never imagined how a simple attempt to kill an insignificant woman could have escalated into such a situation in the blink of an eye.

Since becoming the leader of the Six and a Half Sect, she had never seen the head leader, Lei Sun, in such a predicament.

It was a matter of life and death!

She gritted her teeth and shouted, "Why aren't you taking action yet?"

Lei Jiao wasn't just referring to the flowery-clothed monk who had followed her upstairs, but also to "Zhang Tieshu" and "Zhang Liexin," who had arrived earlier.

It was unclear whether these two men were confused by the chaos, or perhaps simply seeing the clash between the Golden Wind and Drizzle Tower and the Six-and-a-half Hall and hoping to profit from it, but they showed no intention of intervening.

But now, even if they didn't want to, they had to act.

With the combined strength of the four, plus the soon-to-arrive Six-and-a-half Hall and the Misty Heaven Alliance, they might be able to defeat the Golden Wind and Drizzle Tower!

She didn't have time to see how the two men reacted.

Seeing Lei Sun already showing signs of defeat under the attacks of Su Mengzhen and Lu Xiaofeng, she dared not wait any longer and attacked Lu Xiaofeng directly from behind.

The previous fight with Su Mengzhen had already put her on the brink of death, so she didn't dare to attack again. Therefore, she could only attack Lu Xiaofeng first.

Moreover, even as she attacked, the flower-robed monk beside her had already flung his iron prayer beads.

The rosary beads transformed into a long whip, dragging the Flowery Monk's seemingly unwieldy body as he pursued the Red Sleeve Blade's attack.

Suddenly, several of the leading beads snapped free from their chains, like a volley of iron bullets, scattering with lightning speed.

"Let's go too!"

Lei Jiao and the Flowery Monk were overjoyed, for they clearly heard the voice responding from behind them.

A fierce gust of wind also swept from behind.

Thinking of the power of the two "Iron Tree Blossoming" masters, their initial trepidation instantly calmed, leaving only the determination to fight the men ahead.

But the next moment, the sound of bones snapping echoed throughout the crowd.

It wasn't Zhang Tieshu's famous Falling Phoenix Claw that struck Lu Xiaofeng, but

a vicious and sinister claw that pierced Lei Jiao's back.

She desperately tried to turn back and strike back, but Mei Chaofeng's Nine Yin White Bone Claw had already shattered her heart and spine. As Mei Chaofeng withdrew her fingers, she completely lost control of her limbs and fell heavily to the ground.

Lei Jiao's eyes widened.

How could she have been hit?

This wasn't... this wasn't Zhang Liexin's Orchid Finger Technique!

Gathering her last bit of strength, she watched with utter horror as "Zhang Tieshu" on the other side, as he channeled his inner energy in pursuit, seemed to shed a layer of his outer layer, leaving only a wiry, nimble figure, swiftly catching up at a speed even faster than the Flowery Monk.

So, of course, that wasn't Zhang Tieshu either!

But at this point, what else could she do?

By the time she finally realized that the fake "Zhang Tieshu" and "Zhang Liexin" were merely trying to mislead the Mitian Alliance about the situation, prevent the Shentong Marquisate from sending reinforcements, and encourage Lei Sun to act even more desperately, it was already too late.

Lei Jiao, the Sixth Hall Master of the Liufenban Hall, had breathed her last.

Simultaneously, Sikong Zhaixing, swift as a rabbit, swiftly flipped his hands, intercepting the Flowery Monk's iron prayer beads in an unusually bizarre manner.

Then, at close range, he fiercely hurled the beads at the Flowery Monk.

"I steal a lot, but rarely return them. You're lucky!"

The Flowery Monk's face paled, and he dodged repeatedly, cursing inwardly.

This wasn't a blessing; it was more like a hardship.

He dodged the beads, but not the rosary itself. In the flash of fire from the clash of beads, one of the nimble hands easily avoided obstacles until it landed on the Flowery Monk's chest.

With a thud,

the Flowery Monk stumbled back.

While the palm strike didn't kill him instantly like Lei Jiao, it did send him back several steps, forcing him back to the third-floor platform.

The moment he stood still, his opponent was already engaged.

Not only was Sikong Zhaixing, who had suddenly spun forward, but there was also another, even more unpredictable claw technique.

His martial arts skills were not among the best in the Six and a Half Hall to begin with, so how could he withstand such an attack?

Normally, faced with such a formidable situation, he might have sought the help of others in the Six and a Half Hall. But now…

besides Lei Sun and himself, the only one still breathing here was Lei Gun.

Lei Gun, the Fifth Hall Master.

Even more helpless was Lei Gun's behavior.

He had been locked in a fierce battle with Master Wukui of the Golden Wind and Drizzle Tower, but now, even at the risk of having half his arm chopped off, he rushed towards the other side of the melee, carrying the Water and Fire Twin Meteors by his side.

This almost desperate attack left no doubt as to his underlying intentions.

If Lei Sun couldn't survive, he would surely die.

Death was the only option, so why not risk my life to rescue the chief hall master?

For someone like him, his entire life was a pursuit of fame and fortune. If he could truly rescue the chief hall master, Bianjing would surely become a legend.

As for the Flowery Monk's current death, what did it have to do with him?

The twin meteors of water and fire were like a pair of heavy hammers. The moment he made this decision, they slammed down with turbulent force, aiming directly at Su Mengzhen, who posed the greatest threat to Lei Sun.

"Go!"

he addressed Lei Sun.

Lei Sun's mouth bitterly tasted.

Go?

Where to?

Su Mengzhen's blade swung with lightning speed. The seemingly fragile red sleeve blade, like crimson glass, felt like a burning flame in his hand, finding a home.

In the brief exchange, far from being repulsed by Lei Sun's desperate darts, he grew even more courageous.

For Lei Sun, a battle with such a top-tier expert might normally be a golden opportunity to refine his martial arts, but today, it became a catastrophic disaster.

Not only did he have to endure the pain of blindness and the poisonous spikes on his face, he also had to desperately suppress the numbing pain in his fingertips, while also facing such a formidable foe.

He briefly wondered if his past sins had led him to this difficult situation.

But he had no conscience, and felt he was simply being schemed by a villain!

His only regret was that Su Mengzhen, the ruler of the Golden Wind and Drizzle Tower, had his own principles but was not one to cling to tradition. Even if he had defeated him in this way, or even taken his life, Su Mengzhen would not show mercy.

So, how could Lei Sun not cherish the slightest chance of survival that Lei Gun had fought for, even at the cost of his own life?

He simply didn't know where to retreat.

In the darkness, he couldn't assess the current situation.

He seemed to have heard what was happening with the Flowery Monk. The situation of the five or six Holy Masters of the Misty Heaven Alliance was completely different from what they had expected.

He also knew that Mo Beishen's identity had been exposed prematurely. It was precisely because of this that their promising start turned into a lagging attack.

Moreover, before he was hit by the hidden weapon, it was the Master's Wife, who was rumored to have no martial arts skills, who dealt him the fatal blow.

It seemed that suddenly, it was impossible to easily judge who was friend or foe, who was strong or weak.

How could he know which direction would truly lead to survival, rather than another miscalculation?

But Lei Sun knew he had to make a decision quickly.

Su Mengzhen's red sleeve knife had already struck Lei Gun.

Lei Gun's words seemed to be strangled between his teeth.

"Go—"

The Great Hall Master Di Fei was still in shock. This wise and strategic general had the ability to reassess the situation and help Lei Sun out of his slump.

The Second Hall Master Lei Dongtian was still there. If there was a person with the highest martial arts skills in the Six and a Half Hall, it would undoubtedly be this person, second only to Lei Sun. Even Shangguan Zhongshen of the Golden Wind and Drizzle Tower died under Lei Dongtian's Five Thunder Heart Palm.

As long as Lei Sun can have a chance to leave, with the help of these two people, he will be able to regroup.

I don't know if the Six and a Half Hall is really not destined to die, and as if in response to the word "go", a clear whistle suddenly sounded from a certain direction in the distance.

Lei Sun's face suddenly became stern, and he rushed towards that direction without hesitation.

Even Lei Gun, who was only half a breath away, suddenly became energetic.

It was because this whistle was so familiar to them. The

one who made this voice was none other than Lei Mei, the third hall master of the Six and a Half Hall.

Being ranked only after Di Feijing and Lei Dongtian is enough to prove Lei Mei's ability.

This is not just because she is the daughter of the former chief hall master, and Lei Sun must treat her well after taking over this position, but also because -

Her martial arts skills were indeed very high, and she even mastered the sword without a sword, earning her the reputation of the swordless swordsman.

The team under her was also one of the most elite in the Liufenbantang.

Otherwise, she would not have been able to fight with one of the five great gods of the Jinfengxiyu Tower until now.

And if Lei Sun had not heard wrongly, the upward signal given by Lei Mei clearly meant that she had gained the upper hand and had the strength to support Lei Sun.

Rather than fighting to see if Shi Qingruo could be kidnapped as a hostage, it would be better to rely on the strength of their Liufenbantang to break out.

He now knew where to go!

Lei Sun made the decision quickly enough. Although his aura was already disordered, he still walked with the wind and thunder, and in a few breaths, he had arrived beside Lei Mei.

A slender hand immediately supported his arm, slowing down his uncontrollable forward momentum.

Even though the voices of the Flowery Monk and Lei Gun died in the back, it was hard for him not to let out a long sigh of relief at this moment.

However, he knew very well that it was not time for him to rest.

Surviving death was a good thing, but as long as he did not return to the Six and a Half Hall, he would face new dangers at any time. He

had to withdraw to the main hall immediately and re-arrange his forces.

Even if he had to cut off his tail to survive, it was better than being completely wiped out.

He hurriedly told Lei Mei: "Thank you for your hard work, hurry up-"

Lei Sun groaned, suddenly interrupted his voice, and "looked" in front of him in disbelief.

Lei Mei smiled like a flower, and stabbed the wooden sword in her other hand half an inch deeper.

This sword went straight to the vital point, and it was infused with Lei Mei's whole body of true energy. Even if it was a wooden sword, it was much sharper than an ordinary sword.

The wild internal breath almost destroyed the balance that Lei Sun tried hard to maintain in an instant, making his body completely chaotic.

If not, Lei Sun should have slapped Lei Mei away the moment he was hit, instead of letting her hold his arm tightly, and then slowly pulled out the wooden sword in his hand, little by little, like a slow slicing.

The blood brought by the wooden sword splashed directly on Lei Mei's face, but it did not reduce her smile at all.

Even her voice was as sweet and pleasant as always: "You dare to say that you have made me suffer? What have you made me suffer? You have made me suffer for more than ten years, and I have to pretend carefully. I don't know that my father was killed by you? Or you have made me suffer from being the heir of Liufenbantang to your mistress, and I still have to bow my head and obey you!"

How can there be so many good things in this world.

The wooden sword in her hand, which was not sharp when it was drawn, had once again pierced into Lei Sun's chest.

"You have always treated me well, but you only think that I have a pretty face and a gentle temperament. But since you have taken away everything from me, you should have known that one day, I will take all these things back!"

"But you--" Lei Sun spat out another mouthful of blood.

This sudden change did not make him hear wrongly. In the direction where he had evacuated before, there were footsteps chasing closely.

It must be not just Su Mengzhen, but also Lu Xiaofeng and the others in Jinfengxiyu Tower, all approaching in this direction.

What good is this for Lei Mei?

She can take advantage of this God-given opportunity to kill him, the enemy who killed her father, and she also wants to destroy the foundation left by her father and only fulfill Su Mengzhen.

Lei Mei sneered, but her eyes were still fixed on Lei Sun, as if she wanted to remember every change, watching the breath of death surge towards Lei Sun's face.

"I know what you want to ask. Now that things have come to this, I might as well tell you. You can plant an undercover agent in the Golden Wind and Drizzle Tower and sit in the position of the Five Great Gods. Of course, I can also go to another place and change my identity."

"Haven't you always been unaware of who Guo Dongshen of the Golden Wind and Drizzle Tower is?"

"Now you know."

The elite of the Six and a Half Points Hall became Mo Beishen of the Golden Wind and Drizzle Tower.

Guo Dongshen of the Golden Wind and Drizzle Tower suddenly became the third master of the Six and a Half Points Hall.

What a good deal!

It was also right to give Lei Sun a fatal blow at this most critical moment.

Obviously, Lei Sun's eyes could not see anything, but he seemed to be able to see Lei Mei's laughing and crying expression at this time, and her two resolute swords.

Guo Dongshen... What a Guo Dongshen!

One of the Five Great Gods of the Golden Wind and Drizzle Tower.

A position that seemed to match Lei Mei's strength, but should not have been occupied by her.

But in the face of this truth, he no longer had any ability to respond.

"You are fine."

When Lei Mei let go of his hand, a hint of dark red appeared on his face, which had been half blue and half pale.

But this was not even a last gasp of life, as he had already fallen to the ground, letting the violent churning of blood make him spit out another mouthful of blood.

How could he be willing to die here like this?

The bloody smell that kept rising up his throat told him that he was finally at the end of his rope.

When he instigated Guan Qi and Lei Zhenyu to fight each other and plotted against Lei Zhen, did he ever think that one day he might be betrayed like this?

When he allowed Liufenbantang to grow stronger and committed those tragedies that broke up families, did he ever think that when he died, there would be no one around to listen to his last words?

Especially his daughter and his right-hand men.

He...

"He's dead."

When Lei Mei leaned over to take the sword, she felt Lei Sun's pulse for a long time before slowly saying this relieved judgment.

Lei Sun is dead.

He died in a situation he himself had not expected, at the hands of two women he did not think highly of.

This shocking news was bound to spread throughout Bianjing at the fastest speed, causing earth-shaking changes in the gang structure of this royal city.

But now, when the words "Lei Sun is dead" were truly spoken, the one who reacted the most was probably Su Mengzhen.

He quietly looked at Lei Sun, who had closed his eyes. The hostile dealings over the years even made him feel empty for a brief moment, not knowing what to say.

If he had not been accustomed to using his internal force to suppress the lesions in his body, he would probably be devastated by the sudden outbreak of the disease in the next moment.

Lei Mei, however, had come out of her trance. She held the bloodstained wooden sword and walked up to him and saluted, "Master."

Su Mengzhen calmed down and asked, "What about other places?"

Lei Mei replied, "Mr. Lu forced Mo Beishen to our side. He has been captured and is waiting for the master's decision. As for other places..."

She could see that when she mentioned the word "Mo Beishen", Su Mengzhen's cheeks tightened for a moment, but she continued, "Once the news of Lei Sun and those guys' deaths spreads, the rest of the things will be much easier to handle. The only problem is Di Feijing."

"But please rest assured, OP. I will have the people of Liufenbantang arrest Lei Chun and Di Feijing as soon as possible to prevent them from escaping..."

"Wait a minute!"

Suddenly, a voice interrupted Lei Mei's voice firmly.

Lei Mei looked in the direction of the voice and saw Shi Qingruo walking towards this side with the support of Sikong Zhaixing.

The internal strength of the wife of the Saint Lord of the Mitian League was indeed not strong, and Lei Sun's palm was not a trivial one. The internal injuries that occurred a step later made her look as pale as paper, but her face was still beautiful, which was a little different from the previous appearance when Lei Sun's eyes were blinded by a hidden weapon.

But with her previous performance, Lei Mei did not dare to underestimate her, and Su Mengzhen also looked at her with an increasingly appreciative attitude.

Or perhaps, there was a rare tenderness in this look, which even he himself did not notice.

He asked, "Madam Shi, do you have anything to say?"

Shi Qingruo nodded: "When Wen Xiaobai showed up that day, she had already said that she was poisoned that year. When she left Bian Jing, she left her and Seventh Brother's child here. Whether it is age, appearance, or identity, there is only one person who can match the person."

She met Su Mengzhen's gaze and said with certainty: "That is Lei Chun. I think Master Su should have some guesses about this."

Regardless of whether Lei Sun really had feelings for Wen Xiaobai or wanted to always hold a hostage, in short, the child took Lei Sun's surname Lei.

"Seventh Brother is not in Bianjing now, but since I am his wife and the mother of his daughter, I should take this child, the eldest daughter of my Mitian League, back. Please Lei... No."

Shi Qingruo paused, and a meaningful smile appeared on his pale face, "Please Guo Dongshen, find someone in another way."

"Not in the name of arresting Lei Sun's daughter, but in the name of Mitian League, to find the eldest daughter who was abducted by Lei Sun."

"Eldest... eldest daughter?" Lei Mei was stunned for a moment, and suddenly her eyes were shocked.

Wait, she seemed to understand what Shi Qingruo meant.

If he insisted that Lei Chun was Guan Qi's daughter, not Lei Sun's daughter, Lei Sun would have no successor!

Even if the hall master Di Feijing tried his best to mediate, the gang members in Liufenbantang might not listen to his orders, and he could not easily set up another sect and let Lei Chun inherit Liufenbantang.

On the other hand, since it is to retrieve the eldest lady of the Mi Tian League, Lei Chun’s life is not wanted, and it will not come to the point of a fight to the death. This means that the resistance on the side of the Six and a Half Hall will be much smaller than expected.

This is really

a vicious trick to cut off the firewood from the bottom of the pot!