Chapter 220 He is a dead man
Chapter 220 He is a dead man
"Ahem, young people are impatient and want to torture an old man like me..."
Inside Zuiyue Tower, this sudden voice was like a thunderclap, instantly piercing through this closed fortress.
The old eunuch stepped on the bricks and tiles and fell from the sky.
The invisible barrier that covered the entire Zuiyue Tower also shattered.
"boom!"
The spinning black umbrella in the maid Qingniao's hand seemed to encounter an invisible force, and the heavy umbrella surface, which seemed to be covered with a layer of grease, vibrated inexplicably.
The bloody handprints on the surface faded away quickly.
The bloody skeleton-like, slightly protruding, ferocious faces that seemed to be trying to break free from the umbrella suddenly revealed a look of fear.
Screaming, they scrambled to hide under the black umbrellas.
The Thousand-Faced God, who rushed forward recklessly, suddenly felt an indescribable fear in his heart.
There was no time to think, and he retreated instinctively at a speed even faster than when he rushed forward!
In the process, he grabbed the maid's hair and dragged her back!
"Click."
At this time, the broken tiles above my head fell down.
As a beam of light came down, dust floated in the light.
The old eunuch in a dragon robe smiled and stood with his hands behind his back, looking at Zhao Duan with surprise in his eyes.
"I have met Eunuch Hai."
Zhao Duan's eyelids twitched, and he felt the weakness in his body recede rapidly like the tide.
That sense of crisis disappeared like a snowman under the scorching sun.
He was also a little surprised.
I never thought that the master hiding in the dark was actually the "living fossil" in the palace.
Hai Gongsheng squinted his eyes and looked at him, and accepted the respectful title calmly.
I really want to know how I discovered myself.
But this would not be the right time.
He suppressed his doubts, said "yes" softly, and turned to look at the rebels opposite him.
The Thousand-Faced God dragged the blue bird and retreated several feet.
His eyes, which were originally filled with doubt, suddenly narrowed when he heard the words "Eunuch Hai".
Combined with the powerful pressure from the old eunuch's appearance, he lost his voice and said:
"Are you the sea priest in the palace?!"
Eunuch Hai smacked his lips and said with a smile:
"After all these years, there are still people who can recognize our family."
It's really him!
The Thousand-Faced God only felt a blackness in front of his eyes, and his brain buzzed as if it was hit by a heavy hammer, and his eyes were full of absurdity!
Looking at Zhao Duan again, he suddenly felt that he was the one who fell into the trap.
Therefore, the man surnamed Zhao was not completely unprepared, or he was deceived into this place because of his great skills and courage. Did he know it in advance and was protected by someone in secret?
The Thousand-Faced God had considered this possibility before launching the ambush.
But he never imagined that the man would be the number one priest in the palace.
Why?
Why did Zhao Duan enjoy the protection of such a powerful person?
The Thousand-Faced God was in a trance and realized that Master Zhuang might have seriously underestimated the extent to which Zhao Duan was favored.
The first thought was to escape.
But the moment the thought arose, he dismissed it.
If the other party is really that person, there is no way he can escape today.
"Is the father-in-law also very famous in the underworld?"
When Zhao Duan saw this scene, he felt extremely relieved and even felt like chatting.
Hai Gongfeng smiled but said nothing.
The Thousand-Faced God on the opposite side suddenly spoke:
"Famous? More than famous?"
At this moment, as if realizing that resistance was futile, the Thousand-Faced God actually calmed down.
He looked at Zhao Duan with disdain and said:
"In the martial arts world, who doesn't know the famous masters? A hundred years ago, the first priest of the imperial palace entered the martial arts world alone.
It happened to be a small martial arts summit, and the top ten martial arts masters in the world gathered together, but an unknown person took the stage and won the championship.
No one knew his identity at that time, only vaguely seeing that the martial arts heritage was related to the Dayu royal family.
Afterwards, Hai Gongfeng, who had transformed himself into an unknown person, went to the East China Sea to represent the royal family at that time to compete with Wu Xiankui, who had not yet entered the realm of heaven and man, and became famous in one battle.
Unfortunately, there has been no trace of him since then.”
Zhao Duan was startled and looked in surprise at the eunuch in the dragon robe who loved to joke with the younger generation.
Suddenly I remembered what the empress said, that the royal family and Qingshan would have a battle once every hundred years.
So, the last person who fought against the current number one martial artist was actually Eunuch Hai?
Hai Gongfeng looked a little lonely, as if he didn't want to be mentioned.
The Thousand-Faced God had a serious look on his face.
He no longer looked at Zhao Duan, but only stared at the old eunuch, and said with a sad smile:
"Today, I am very lucky to have the Sea Lord personally take action. I know that with my current level of cultivation, I am no match for you, senior. I dare to learn a move from you. Even if I die, I will be convinced."
You are a traitor who kills people like grass. Why are you acting like a hero at the end of your rope...
Zhao Duan always felt that the person in front of him was very different from the "Thousand-Faced God" described in the information. He wanted to remind him.
Hai Gongfeng nodded happily: "Yes."
Then she turned her head and smiled at him, saying:
"Watch out, this is a rare learning opportunity. There aren't many true martial artists in the capital, and the one in front of you is one of them."
Zhao Duan was stunned for a moment, then looked up respectfully.
Inside the building.
The atmosphere suddenly changed.
"Son..."
The maid Bluebird bit her lip with a sad look in her eyes, as if she had foreseen the ending. She wanted to say something but was interrupted.
The Thousand-Faced God raised his hand and suddenly grasped the handle of the big black umbrella. The sound of a machine gun was faintly heard, and then a sword was slowly pulled out from the umbrella pole.
There is actually a thin sword hidden in this talisman of the White Robe Sect.
The Thousand-Faced God held a thin sword in his hand. The blade was extremely thin, like a clear spring.
As soon as it was pulled out, an eerie chill came out.
Zhao Duan only took one look and felt his mind wavering, as if he was about to be hooked away by the sword.
"Oh, did you see it? This sword is called Zai Sheng Po. It can be considered a weapon, but it has some connection with sorcerers. It is said that there are seven Zai Sheng Po in total. When killing someone, it can absorb the residual soul of the deceased.
Now it seems that this umbrella-shaped charm is fed by residual souls... Kill people with swords, take their souls, and then use the souls to feed the umbrella and release spells... This is a common method used by evil sorcerers. It is a good weapon, but it doesn't look like a weapon."
The old eunuch in the dragon robe made casual comments.
His tone was disdainful, as if he was extremely disgusted by the method of mixing martial arts with magic.
Zhao Duan, however, felt that his eyes had been opened.
The Thousand-Faced God held a sword in his hand and his aura surged.
It felt like there were tides surging within my body.
The rapier in his hand glowed brightly, and he held the sword upright in front of him. Suddenly, a strong wind blew around him, blowing the maid backward.
Zhao Duan choked slightly and clearly felt the powerful force of the sword.
However, the old eunuch in the dragon robe didn't care at all.
It was as if he ignored the full-strength attack from a cultivator in the Divine Chapter Realm.
"Senior, please give me some advice!"
The Thousand-Faced God roared loudly, releasing all the anger in his chest. The sword in his hand suddenly turned into a bright silver light and instantly pierced the old eunuch's face.
It seemed as if Eunuch Hai finally perked up a little at this moment.
Take your time, raise your right hand and extend two fingers
——His movements were so slow that Zhao Duan could see every detail clearly.
But strangely, it reached out one step earlier than the sword that was as swift as a meteor.
Easily and without any worldly feeling, he pinched "Zai Sheng Po" with two dry fingers.
Then, use two fingers to apply force.
"boom!"
That top-grade weapon, which was famous in the martial arts world and could be called a famous sword, was actually shattered to pieces.
The thin sword blade was suddenly frustrated, and moved forward under the powerful kinetic energy, but it broke inch by inch in the strange vibration.
In the blink of an eye, the sword broke into dozens of pieces, and seemed to have lost all its kinetic energy, or sank into a quagmire, falling to the ground silently.
"Ding-ding-ding-ding-ding..."
It was like silver coins falling in the air.
"what!"
A woman screamed in surprise, and the Thousand-Faced God suddenly slapped the maid beside him and sent the two of them flying at the same time as he swung the sword.
He turned around, picked up the huge black umbrella, leaped up, and flew downstairs like an arrow.
The handsome nobleman flew down from the second floor with an umbrella, like a bird spreading its wings.
"Want to run?"
The old eunuch snorted, ignored the maid who was thrown away like a discarded child, and stepped lightly on the ground with his right foot.
"boom!"
Silently, the Thousand-Faced God who was flying in the air let out a scream and fell straight down like a bird with a broken wing.
The big black umbrella he was carrying on his shoulder had a dozen holes pierced through it silently.
The dignified warrior fell to the ground on the first floor, motionless, as if dead, but not a single drop of blood came out.
"what?"
It was not until this moment that Eunuch Hai realized something was wrong.
The old eunuch in the python robe suddenly leaped up, flew to the first floor, kicked the Thousand Faces God who was lying on the ground, looked at him, and said in a muffled voice:
"died."
upstairs.
Zhao Duan knocked the maid down with a palm and asked curiously:
"Beat to death?"
Eunuch Hai shook his head with a strange expression:
"He is a dead man."
(End of this chapter)