Volume 4: Blue Dragon Changes the World Chapter 200: There is no difference between the temple and the underworld
The magic sword has fallen, has the winner been decided?
After a short and strange silence, a burst of laughter suddenly sounded, "Haha...hahaha...what a pity, what a pity, it was just a little bit short..."
The laughter gradually grew louder and louder, and finally turned into a complete mad laugh, mixed with painful howls, "Hahaha...ah! "
The one laughing wildly was Mr. Zhu Si.
A severed hand was thrown into the air, flew up and fell to the ground, then twitched.
This is Mr. Zhu Si’s left hand.
The one who cut off the hand was Fu Hongxue.
Even Mr. Zhu Si could not remain calm about the pain of a broken arm, but all of this was soon replaced by an uncontrollable shock and anger.
Because there was a sword nailed between his eyebrows, the tip of the sword had already broken through the true energy and pierced into the flesh and bones, but it did not penetrate completely. A stream of bright red hot blood flowed down along the center of his eyebrows, swam across his cheek, and hung down his jaw.
He actually grabbed the Tear Mark Sword in his right hand and held it tightly, with blood dripping between his fingers. He stared at Li Muchan with eyes full of murderous intent.
Li Muchan was not feeling well either, because the broken bones of Zhu Siye's left hand, or should I say, his left arm, pierced into his body like a sword and landed on his right shoulder.
Mr. Zhu Si really should laugh. How could he not laugh when a severed hand saved his life?
Fu Hongxue had fallen several feet away without knowing when, and there was a clear footprint on his chest.
“Ahem…”
Seriously injured, he wanted to stand up with his sword, but his unchanged expression suddenly turned panicky, and his straight back shrank and he fell to the ground, like a trembling wild beast, his teeth clenched, trembling and shaking constantly, a painful and miserable roar squeezed from his throat, and veins all over his body were exposed.
Everyone then remembered that this famous man was actually suffering from a serious illness.
Moreover, everyone had forgotten that the Fourth Master Zhu in front of them was already an excellent swordsman in the past. Just now, at the critical moment, he used his broken arm as a sword and seriously injured several people.
Li Muchan was hit by a move, and Shangguan Xiaoxian was also hit by a move. She covered her chest with her hands, still in shock. If she hadn't been wearing golden armor, she would have had no chance of avoiding the sword just now.
Aunt Gongsun was already lying on the ground, motionless, and it was unknown whether she was dead or alive.
Feeling the pain from his shoulder, Li Muchan's eyes were aroused to an even more terrifying murderous intent. Blood was oozing from between his teeth. With a low roar, he held the sword and grabbed the broken arm of Mr. Zhu with the other hand. He exerted force with his feet and pushed forward fiercely.
Fourth Master Zhu laughed sternly, grasped the Tear-Mark Sword in one hand, opened his mouth and exhaled, and a wisp of breath landed on Li Muchan's chest.
Li Muchan was suddenly struck by lightning, his face turned pale as paper, and his hands and feet seemed to be unable to move anymore.
"In all these years, no one has ever pushed me to this point." Seeing the opportunity, Fourth Master Zhu retreated violently, pulling himself away from the sword, and said expressionlessly, "Even if you die, you will be proud of yourself."
"Fu Hongxue, are you okay?"
In just a moment, a woman in white quickly appeared in the corridor and hurried to Fu Hongxue's side. She looked very nervous. It was Ding Linglin.
Ding Linglin was now in a rather disheveled state, with blood stains on her bright and pretty face. It seemed that she had also experienced a fierce battle.
With red eyes, she glanced at the corpses scattered across the ground, at the blood-soaked Li Muchan and the severely wounded Shangguan Xiaoxian, who was gasping for breath. Then, she looked at Fourth Master Zhu and angrily asked with a tone of anger, confusion, and bewilderment, "Why? Weren't you a famous hero in the martial arts world back then? Why are you doing this now?"
Looking at the woman in front of him and listening to her somewhat sad questioning, Mr. Zhu was rarely stunned.
"Hero? What a distant and unfamiliar title." Fourth Master Zhu's eyelids trembled slightly, and he closed his eyes, looked up at the sky and took a deep breath. But he soon opened his eyes again, regaining his previous indifference. While staunching the bleeding from his broken arm, he whispered, "You are still young and don't understand many things."
Fourth Master Zhu's tone returned to its previous gentleness, and he said softly, "Fame, wealth, power, or gold, silver, jewelry, peerless martial arts, and magical weapons, these things that ordinary people have to strive for throughout their lives, I have already possessed since I was born. Just like Di Qinglin, haha, he was just a hereditary first-class marquis, but he didn't know what to ask for. He enjoyed killing people and was indifferent to the life and death of others. What about me? I am more noble than him, and I am so noble that I even had the opportunity to pursue the throne."
This person's identity is indeed extraordinary.
Then Fourth Master Zhu shook his head: "I went into the world just to find out what I really wanted, and I did find what I wanted, a woman."
He looked at Ding Linglin and smiled, "I think you should know who she is. The youngest member of the Red Flag back then, Yuan Zixia."
But when Mr. Zhu Si said this, his expression became inexplicably stiff and strange, as if he had turned into a mask , without any sadness or joy, only an indescribable weirdness.
"Hahahaha...hahahaha...power is nothing. In my eyes, it is not as important as her smile. I have never met a woman who can move my heart like that."
Ding Linglin was startled: "Where is she?"
Fourth Master Zhu smiled a half-crying smile, and after a long silence, he said quietly, "Dead."
He quickly added, then slowly, "I killed her myself. Born in this imperial family, there are so many frustrations. The imperial court is also the underworld, even more treacherous than the underworld. How could someone like me, a chess player, fall in love with a chess piece, let alone the leader of the Azure Dragon Society?"
Fourth Master Zhu spoke slowly and said something shocking, "She volunteered to die under the sword of immortality for me. But in the end, I still lost the qualification to be the emperor. How could I let her down? I can't let her down."
This person seemed to be possessed by a demon, and he kept mumbling to himself, as if he was talking to someone else or to himself.
He walked among the corpses, his eyes sweeping over the bodies at his feet.
Those were the four hall masters who had just joined forces with Gongsun Da Niang to fight against Fu Hongxue. All of them were stabbed in the back and killed with one blow.
"Alas, it turns out that you have always been dissatisfied with me."
Madam Gongsun sat up with difficulty, looking at Fourth Master Zhu, not knowing whether to laugh or cry. Fear and panic were mixed in her, but the only thing that remained was resentment. With a trembling breath, she sneered, "Why should I submit to you? If you tell me to kneel, I must kneel. If you tell me to kowtow, I must kowtow. Hahahaha, do you think I will submit to you?"
Fourth Master Zhu sighed, "I raised you and taught you martial arts..."
Madam Gongsun said sternly, "I would rather be a beggar forever, even if I have to beg for food, it is a thousand times better than following you. In your eyes, I am just like those kittens and puppies, living a life worse than animals, wagging my tail and begging for mercy every day."
But Master Zhu Si did not take action. Instead, he said something even crueler than killing Gongsun Da Niang: "I want you to live well and stay by my side."
Gongsun Da Niang had a tragic expression on her face. She reached out to pick up a broken sword and was about to commit suicide on the spot, but suddenly a stone flew over and hit her wrist, knocking the broken sword off.
The visitor cleared his throat, as if he had heard what Fourth Master Zhu had said before. He felt regretful and helpless, and sighed, "What a pity! A great man has fallen to this point!"
Everyone's eyes blurred and they saw that there was another person beside Ding Linglin. Who else could it be but Ye Kai?
As soon as he came out, he suddenly coughed and the color drained from his face in an instant, which frightened Ding Linglin so much that she turned pale.
In fact, it wasn't just Ye Kai who came out together, but also Li Manqing, Gongzi Yu, Ming Yuexin, Li Pharmacist, and Yan Shisan.
Several figures rushed out one after another, but there were other pursuers behind them. Beside each of them were several elite members of the Qinglong Society, all of whom were masters. There were still six of the twelve hall masters left, as well as Bai Yujing, the man with shifty eyes, and the big man with curly beard.
Even Guo Ding and the "Parting Hook" were surrounded.
Everyone was injured, and the two sides immediately fell into a stalemate again.
But everyone's faces suddenly changed, as they saw the bearded man who also possessed the magical power of the wedding dress, without saying a word, flew behind Fourth Master Zhu, gathered all his strength in one palm, and pressed it on the former's back.
But it was not a sneak attack, but a transmission of power.
"not good!"
