Chapter 1171: Horizontal interference (1)
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Wu kun seemed to have lost all his strength, and he even lost the strength to lift Wu Yan up, causing him to fall to the ground.
His heart turned cold, and there were only two words in his mind-itâs over!
He didnât even have the chance to remedy it!
At this moment, the sound of Xia qingchenâs light footsteps could be heard from the smoke and dust, as well as a deep sigh. âSheâs not a maidservant ⊠Theyâre my family.â
Perhaps in the eyes of outsiders, Lian Xing was just a maidservant who served by Xia qingchenâs side. However, Xia qingchen had never treated her as a maidservant. She was more like a relative of his younger sister.
As expected, that maidservant was not an ordinary person!
His son was in big trouble!
âXia ⊠Lord Xia, my son is young and ignorant, please have mercy!â Wu kun begged. He only had one son, so he couldnât die!
Xia qingchen was expressionless. heâs in his twenties, so he canât be considered young. He knew that he wouldnât be able to plot against me, so he tried to plot against the people around me. Heâs very shrewd and canât be considered ignorant.
moreover, Iâve taught him a lesson before. He doesnât know how to repent, and heâs even worse.
Xia qingchen exhaled a breath of cold air. I canât find a reason to show mercy to such a person! he said.
Wu kun should have understood that his sonâs mistake was unforgivable, and begging for mercy was useless.
He was at a dead end and turned to look at Chan daozi for help. The latter had just received benefits from the Wu family, so he could only bite the bullet and say, â Xia qingchen, this poor Daoist will be the peacemaker. I can see the grudges between the two of you. Things can be settled this way âŠ
âGet lost!â Xia qingchen wasnât Wu Xiong. Why did he need to give him face?
The word âscramâ interrupted his words.
âWho Do You Think You Are to be my peacemaker?â Xia qingchen spoke bluntly. itâs none of your business. Scram to the side!
Who did Daoist Chan think he was? he even wanted to get involved in Xia qingchenâs matters?
She had yet to settle the score with him regarding the northern border incident!
Chan daoziâs eyes narrowed, and he slowly pulled out the Dragon Sword of the kingâs power. âXia qingchen! Open your eyes wide and take a look, What is this?â
Clang-
He stuck the Dragon Sword of the king on the roof. Under the moonlight, it reflected a cold light.
Xia qingchen cast a glance and said calmly, ââThe Dragon Sword of the king that I donât want?â
Back then, when the Prince of Liang didnât take it back, he took the initiative to return the Dragon Sword of the king. Now, Chan daozi was using it to suppress him.
âIf you know, why arenât you kneeling?â Chan daoziâs face was gloomy, and his eyes were filled with the excitement of revenge.
Back in the northern border, Xia qingchen had forced him into a sorry state. Now, he wanted Xia qingchen to kneel before him!
However, Xia qingchen stood with his hands behind his back and didnât have the slightest intention of kneeling.
âWhat, the Dragon Sword of the king has arrived on behalf of the Liang King, and you dare to not even pay your respects to the Liang King?â Chan daozi asked.
Xia qingchenâs expression was calm. the Dragon Sword of the Royal power is only effective against the officials of the cool territory. Iâm just a commoner. Itâs useless Against Me!
The Dragon Sword of the kingâs power had always been able to restrain only those with official positions, such as those from the ten palaces.
As for the ordinary people of the martial arts world, they were not within the ten palaces and were not subjects of King Liang, so how could they be restrained by the Royal power and the Dragon Sword?
âXia qingchen! Youâre still Wan Xiaoqi of the purple heavenly troop of the military Palace!â Daoist Chan criticized sternly.
âIâve long since stopped being one,â Xia qingchen said casually.
A long time ago, he had given his Wan Xiaoqi token to Shi yanhu and left the military Palace. For some reason, Chan daozi didnât know about this.
Could it be that Shi yanhu and the others didnât inform the military Palace of his withdrawal?
However, it didnât matter.
He waved his hand, and a few black-robed men stepped forward and came to his side. bring Wu Yan over. If Daoist Chan dares to make a move, kill him!
âYes!â A lesser moon elite turned into an afterimage as he leaped onto the roof and grabbed at Wu Yan.
âHow dare you!â Chan daoziâs eyes flashed with a ruthless light.
His right palm grabbed the Dragon Sword of the king and slashed at the black-robed manâs arm as fast as the wind!
Clang-
However, just as the sword was about to slash down, a gust of wind rolled over and blocked the Dragon Sword of the kingâs power.
The one who made the move was the middle stage of the lesser Moon Black-robed man who was holding a Nirvana silk weapon made of an unknown material. He used the steel wire to completely block the Dragon Sword of the kingâs power, and his eyes under the bamboo hat were filled with a cold light.âHis lordship has said that if you stop us, we will kill you!â
The word â kill â floated in the rain as the black-robed men all attacked Chan daozi from all directions.
The latter was shocked and angry, and he waved the Royal Dragon Sword to fight against the crowd.âXia qingchen! You killed the Liang Kingâs envoy without permission. Do you have any respect for the Liang King?â
Xia qingchenâs gaze was as calm as water as he walked toward Wu kun and his son. He cast a sidelong glance and said, ââA king who casually betrothed my wife to someone else actually cares about what I think? Donât you think itâs ironic?â
With a tap of his toes, he leaped onto the roof and glared at the ugly Wu Yan with a murderous look, ââIâm destroying your face so that you can shut yourself in and reflect on your mistakes.â
âFrom the looks of it, I was too kind, thatâs why I harmed the people around me.â Xia qingchen sighed slightly.
As the saying goes, the kind does not command troops. He had committed this great taboo.
It was because of his own benevolence that he had harmed innocent people!
Wu Yanâs teeth were chattering as he begged for mercy, ââI know I was wrong. Please let me go. I wonât do it again.â
Xia qingchen shook his head lightly.
He had given him a chance, but he didnât know how to cherish it!
He looked at Wu kun and said, ââGet out of my way before I change my mind and exterminate your entire family!â
Wu kun should feel fortunate that Xia qingchen wasnât someone who loved to kill. If it was the great Lords of the devil path, they would have long killed everyone in their Wu clan without any explanation!
Wu kunâs eyes flickered as he struggled in his heart. How could he not know that there was an 80 â 90% chance that he would not be able to save his son?
However, as a father, who would be willing to watch his son die?
Xia qingchen, Iâm willing to use everything the Wu clan has to exchange for it. I only beg you to spare my sonâs life. Wu kun pleaded for the last time.
Xia qingchenâs eyes gleamed with cold Starlight. âWhat if I donât agree?â
âThen, Iâm sorry!â Wu kun suddenly said with a ruthless expression.
He suddenly clenched his fist tightly and punched out toward Xia qingchenâs chest, who was very close to him. He spoke malevolently, ââYou forced me to do this!â
Xia qingchenâs status was high, but if he fled to the lounan territory after killing him, would there be anyone who would chase him to the lounan territory to take revenge?
No matter what, he had to protect his son!
Xia qingchen stood at his original spot, not showing any intention of dodging. He only silently raised his fist when the fist force was about to arrive, clashing head-on with it.
No matter how strong Wu kunâs cultivation base was, he was only slightly stronger than Wu Xiong.
To deal with him, Xia qingchen only needed to rely on his physical body!
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A sharp explosive sound rang out. Xia qingchen couldnât even be bothered to use his inner space and only circulated his evil Buddha energy. An incomparably ferocious palm strike pierced through the air, bringing with it a series of fist shadows that pierced through Wu kunâs arm.
Wu kunâs arm was instantly shattered into a mist of blood, and his body rolled sideways onto the roof, leaving only the trembling Wu Yan behind him.
Xia qingchenâs expression was indifferent as he grabbed out.
But at this moment, Chan daozi angrily slashed out with his sword, sending those who had surrounded him flying. He then slashed toward Xia qingchenâs arm and roared like thunder, ââTry touching him!â
Today, the more mishaps Wu Yan had, the more face he would lose.
No matter what, he couldnât let Xia qingchen succeed! (12: 30pm tomorrow)
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