Chapter 425: Zhao Shaobao’s words: Zixiao Palace colluded with the rebel party, and all of them have been executed (6k)
Let’s take a trip...
At this time, the sunset was about to sink into the horizon, and the sky was gradually getting dark.
After Zhao Duan said this calmly, he saw the middle-aged Taoist in front of him, who was unfamiliar but obviously the master of Zixiao Palace, with eyes as deep as the deep sea.
Lu Zhengchun was surprised.
Unexpectedly, the other party appeared suddenly and without any warning.
As a secret member of Kuangfu Society, his identity has been well hidden, and only a few senior officials in Kuangfu Society know about it.
He was also one of the members who had taken refuge with the second prince Jian Wen.
This time Zhuang Xiaocheng wanted to lure Zhao Duan to Fengcheng to complete the execution. Lu Zhengchun had his own plan in mind:
I originally wanted to take action secretly to complete the hunt to the greatest extent possible while preserving my Taoist temple.
Unexpectedly, when Zhuang Xiaocheng did not send any notification, the "King of Hell" who stirred up troubles in the capital last year, had already led his army to Zixiao Palace.
Lu Zhengchun still didn't know what exactly happened, or which joint had the problem. He never thought that Zhao Duan led a large number of troops to rush to the mountain gate with murderous intent. It was just a "test" in itself.
Yes, test!
Zhao Duan was not sure how deep the connection between Lu Zhengchun and Kuangfu She was. The reason why he wanted to mobilize troops was to deceive the other party.
Thinking with normal logic, when Lu Zhengchun saw him charging into the Taoist temple with his murderous troops, if Lu Zhengchun really had a problem, he would definitely resist.
Instead of betting your wealth and life on the other party not knowing the truth.
It's incredibly simple logic, but it works.
So when Lu Zhengchun watched the army climbing the mountain from a distance, he already realized that something was wrong, and sent a group of disciples to stop them, just to confirm the other party's intention.
When I heard the words "colluding against the party", my heart sank completely. I was definitely a traitor in Kuangfu Society and the news was leaked.
"What if I don't want to?"
A trace of regret flashed through Lu Zhengchun's eyes, knowing that after today, no matter who wins or loses, the business he has built for many years will be burned down.
This hatred turned into anger and murderous intent in his heart.
Zhao Duan sighed: "Those who collude with the party will be killed without mercy."
Lu Zhengchun smiled, he smiled a little wildly, his eyes were full of disdain:
"Only two first-class products in the world? I will teach you and my dojo to be buried together today."
While speaking, the purple-robed Taoist suddenly raised his hand and grasped it, with his body as the center of the circle, and his magic power flowed freely.
The ancient and huge archway shook, and the stone skin cracked and fell off, revealing the black stone inside.
"The flying sword is on the top of the archway!"
Haitang's eyes were sharp and he whispered.
Zhao Duan raised his eyes and looked up, only to find that on the top of the huge archway above his head, inlaid with the three-character "Zixiao Palace" plaque given by the late emperor, there were actually seven unsheathed flying swords inserted horizontally and vertically.
Lu Zhengchun created the Dan Furnace Sword Breaking Technique with a very low yield. He was based in Fengcheng, and spent decades of hard work excluding those given away to forge these seven flying swords named after stars.
It was also because he chose to stay on his home court instead of escaping, hoping to gain the confidence to kill Zhao Duan.
Lu Zhengchun raised his hand, and the first gray flying sword on the archway was picked in his hand like a fallen leaf.
Then with an expressionless face, he flicked his wrist and unleashed a sword that was many times faster and more ferocious than the flying sword wielded by the disciple on the mountainside. The sword shadow tore through the air, followed by a sonic boom, and shot towards Zhao Duan's face. !
"Careful!"
Haitang and Zhang Han spoke at the same time. Both of them were in the Divine Chapter Realm and had good martial arts. However, facing this veteran strongman who had obviously been in the Human Realm for many years, they were completely unable to make a move.
So fierce... The faint golden bell around Zhao Duan took shape in his breath, and then expanded, covering his two colleagues in Buddhist magic.
The surface of the illusory clock was rippled with golden ripples, and twisted Buddhist inscriptions were flowing on it.
However, this flying sword did not hit the golden bell, but was struck again by the scimitar of Beidi Blood Sword Lang Shiba.
But this time, the Vicissitudes Swordsman who sprang out like lightning no longer had the satisfaction of casually defeating the senior brother of Zixiao Palace.
"Ding!"
The scimitar and the flying sword collided and resisted, and a huge force tore through the air, forming countless chaotic airflows.
Lang Shiba's disheveled hair flew back, his face covered with stubble was extremely solemn, his feet were gripping the ground tightly, and his toes almost burst through his shoes.
But the next second, his face suddenly turned red, his arms felt like electric shocks, and his body suddenly flew upside down. The flying sword knocked away the scimitar and hit his chest like a meteor.
"Cang!!!"
The clothes on Lang Shiba's chest instantly tore into a big hole, revealing his bronze skin, which was covered with a thick layer of Gang Qi.
Gang Qi was quickly torn into pieces, the surface of the skin cracked, and blood oozed!
Break the defense with one sword!
"In the world, there are also highs and lows. Killing you is like killing a chicken."
Lu Zhengchun was high-spirited, standing upright, with his left hand behind his back, and his right hand holding the sword fingers together to control the flying sword.
With a sneer, he pushed forward with two fingers, about to pierce Lang Shiba's chest.
Unexpectedly, a pale, scarred hand soaked in cold water came out like a ghost and grabbed the flying sword.
The big fish with white eyes and red clothes was as silent as a female ghost, almost swallowing in the air, and circled out from behind Lang Shiba in a strange posture.
While grabbing the flying sword with one hand, "click, click, click", the surface of the flying sword was covered with ice, freezing it into a lump.
Lang Shiba took the opportunity to retreat, breaking out in a cold sweat.
Jiyue's face was expressionless, her figure fluttering, and the ten fingers of her hands connected together, tapping on the flying sword again and again, wrapping it with layers of ice.
As a sorcerer of the Water God series, the Zixiao Palace Dojo greatly weakened her strength. There was no water around her, so she could not cast many spells.
Lu Zhengchun snorted coldly, flicked his wrist, and spit out the word "broken".
The frozen flying sword immediately broke through the ice, cut through the bright sword light, and slashed towards Jiyue's neck. The sorceress's black hair wrapped around her head as if it were alive, covering it layer by layer, briefly resisting.
Lang Shiba came up again and fought with Ji Yue, who was not good at facing the enemy head-on, with this flying sword with terrifying lethality and terrifying speed.
"Brother Gongshu, I remember you told me before that Feijian was behind the times..."
Zhao Duan turned his head with a dull face and looked at Gongshu Tianyuan.
A look of embarrassment appeared on the face of the short and fat priest, and he thought that the explanation was just a cover-up, so his eyes turned cold:
"Wait until I capture this... damn!"
As he was speaking, Lu Zhengchun suddenly grabbed his left hand again. On the top of the archway, the second black flying sword seemed to come alive, and he pulled out half of the sword body from the archway.
After spinning around in the air, it was like a cannonball being discharged from a barrel, carrying the power of destruction, and came down from a high position to kill Zhao Duan.
"Wild Taoist sneak attack..." Gongshu Tianyuan, who was carrying the fox immortal bamboo tube on his back, was angry. He grabbed his fat hand in his large robe, and a golden rattle suddenly appeared in his hand.
As soon as the golden drum appeared, he started shaking it like crazy.
“Dong dong dong dong dong…”
The drum beat was restless, and in an instant, Zhao Duan was surprised to see that with this rattle as the core, the space in all directions seemed to turn into "water", and wrinkles and ripples began to form.
The air became thicker, and even if he stayed still, he could feel the "sounds" around him weakening.
It was as if he had sunk to the bottom of the water, all sounds were blocked, and the endless water enveloped him. Any foreign objects entering this area would be slowed down and delayed.
The speed of the black flying sword was originally difficult to capture with the naked eye, but when it penetrated the area covered by the drum sound, it was like a mud cow entering the sea, being slowed down countless times.
Zhao Duan suddenly remembered the "Bullet Time" movie he had seen in his previous life.
At this moment, time seemed to slow down around him, and he watched helplessly as the simple, black and sharp handleless flying sword slowly tore through the air, like an underwater torpedo, approaching him firmly.
"Brother Zhao, teach me what it means to judge superior to superior!"
Gongshu Tianyuan raised his chin, revealing his majestic appearance as a disciple of the Tianshi Mansion.
Holding a golden rattle, he walked forward slowly, slowly raised his hand, slowly pressed his fingers against the side of the flying sword, and then rotated it 180 degrees...
The tip of the sword faces Lu Zhengchun...
The next second, the golden drum suddenly stopped shaking, and the sluggish space returned to normal. The black flying sword fiercely turned into lightning and stabbed Lu Zhengchun in the chest!
No...what did that bad old man Lao Zhang teach you? Is this a serious fight? No wonder you were not allowed to participate in the Buddhist and Taoist fight back then, and you chose the Golden Slip instead. What you did was a bit outrageous...
Zhao Duan's mouth twitched, resisting the urge to complain.
Lu Zhengchun was caught off guard and was almost stabbed by his own flying sword. He dodged sideways, and the flying sword whizzed past his ear, destroying a pavilion behind him and causing a huge cloud of smoke and dust.
The dumbfounded female Taoist priests then shouted in terror and dispersed like birds and beasts.
"Where did the warlock come from?"
Lu Zhengchun was shocked and angry, and for a moment he did not recognize the five disciples of Tianshi who lived in seclusion and had little reputation.
But he finally stopped being careless, and first recalled the black flying sword, making it coil around him.
Then he pulled out the third white flying sword from under the archway again. This time, the two flying swords were like yin and yang fish, spinning wildly around the Taoist's robe.
"Death!"
In anger, Lu Zhengchun stretched out his fingers, and two black and white flying swords dragged comet-like tail flames along the direction of his arms, one after the other, and killed again.
“Dong dong dong dong dong dong…”
Gongshu Tianyuan repeated his old tricks, the golden rattle shook his head wildly, and the first white flying sword still fell into the sea like a mud cow, and was forced to slow down.
However, this time, the black flying sword that followed hit the white flying sword accurately.
The kinetic energy it carried was superimposed on the white flying sword. In an instant, the already decelerated flying sword returned to normal, passing by like lightning.
Zhao Duan's head was startled. Inside the sleeves of his robe, the Black Turtle Seal that he had already grasped in his hand almost activated, but he found that the golden bell only made a ripple.
The white flying sword actually split open Gongshu Tianyuan's head in an instant, splitting him in half from the beginning!
"Gongshu Tianyuan?!" The three people inside the golden bell were stunned for a moment, but soon they saw that the short and fat warlock who was split in half did not have blood spilling out, but the two pieces of his body seemed to slowly fade, and they were actually two halves. Clay figurines...
At this moment, the split clay figurine slowly collapsed, like a burned out candle.
Only the golden drum was left, floating in the air on its own, shaking its head wildly and making a rapid "dong dong" sound. "What a risk! Fortunately, this priest is more skilled..." Behind the crowd, in an open space, the air slowly twisted. Zhao Duan turned around and saw first a man wearing a red hijab, and then a figure standing under the hijab. Gongshu Tianyuan.
The short and fat priest took off the red hijab and released himself from the invisible state. With a proud attitude of "I am meticulous" on his fat face, he winked at the speechless Zhao Duan and grinned:
"It's time for this priest to fight back!"
As he spoke, he raised a small wooden bow in his hand.
This wooden bow was extremely rough, like a child's toy. It was made entirely of peach wood. The bow string was condensed with magic power. At this moment, Gongshu Tianyuan bent the bow and set an arrow, and a peach wood arrow shot out with a "swish".
"This peach arrow is a method I got from the God of Craftsman after I advanced to the world. It is still at the most basic stage now. If it is a finished product, it can shoot the gods."
Gongshu Tianyuan introduced him with joy, while he kept pulling the bow again and again.
Every time, a mahogany arrow appeared out of thin air and was shot out by him.
"No...you have these weird things, where did you get them from..." Zhao Duan complained helplessly.
As he spoke, the arrows swished, bypassing the "delay zone" created by Jin Gu from high altitude, and fell towards Lu Zhengchun in a parabola, like a meteor shower.
Lu Zhengchun was also stunned for a moment, his face changed, and he realized that it was difficult for the black and white swords to defend in time. He gritted his teeth and shouted almost madly:
"You are all going to die!"
As he spoke, he suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood and forcefully squeezed his soul.
After controlling the three flying swords at the same time, he grabbed it hard again, and the three flying swords fell at the same time on the archway.
Not only that, the three simple characters "Zixiao Palace" on the plaque also quickly dimmed, and the light poured into the three flying swords of yellow, green and red.
The three flying swords were powerful, and in an instant they laid out a sword net, cutting off all the peach wood arrows of Gongshu Tianyuan.
"This wild Taoist priest is crazy. He can't bear too many flying swords at the same time in this world! As long as he holds on for a while, he won't be able to hold it anymore! This is already the limit. He can't control seven swords at the same time!"
Gongshu Tianyuan shouted loudly as he wildly drew his bow and shot arrows.
Zhao Duan asked loudly: "Then can you drag him to exhaustion?"
Before the little fat man could reply, Lu Zhengchun's mouth was bleeding. He was already furious. He was fighting three worldly realms by himself. With his cultivation level, he couldn't hold on for long.
At this moment, anger flashed in his eyes, and he realized that he had to fight quickly. He roared angrily, and the magic power in the air sea was no longer retained, and the six flying swords in the air suddenly became extremely fierce.
"Be careful!" Lang Shiba and Ji Yue joined forces to cling to the first bite.
Gongshu Tianyuan's golden drum almost shook out of its afterimage, and the sound of the drums merged into one, barely suppressing the black and white rooms.
Lu Zhengchun left a mouthful and circled it around him to resist those annoying peach wood arrows. He raised his hand fiercely and pointed at Zhao Duan who was hiding in the golden bell, his eyes red:
"I want to see how many helpers you have!"
Two flying swords capable of killing the first-class swords flew out with a roar.
At this time, the setting sun finally sank into the horizon completely, the sky became dark, and night enveloped the entire mountain peak.
Night has come.
In the team, Jin Jian was very inconspicuous, dragging behind a group of Jinyi, with his head drooped. Jin Jian, who was drowsy, opened his eyes when the night came.
The sleepiness on her face disappeared instantly. As a priest who majored in the stars and moon, night was her home court.
The skirt worn by the girl with a mysterious and ethereal temperament, which looked like an ordinary woman's, suddenly turned black and turned into a soft priest's robe embroidered with gold thread.
Her hair grew rapidly and fell to her waist in the blink of an eye. Her body grew and developed, as if ten years had passed in an instant and she became a tall woman.
Jin Jian grabbed the crystal lens glasses from his robe with his left hand and put them on the bridge of his nose. With his right hand, he grabbed a staff in the air.
She floated gently and passed over the heads of the worried Jinyi people. Her blank eyes looked through the lenses and saw the scene ahead clearly.
Jin Jian frowned, shook his staff, and an illusory moon wheel suddenly appeared behind him.
Her body fell backwards, and her figure actually hit the moon and disappeared.
At the same time, behind Lu Zhengchun, above the ancient archway, a moon wheel slowly emerged. The golden slip stepped out of it, looking down at Lu Zhengchun's back below.
Spell: Moon in Water!
"Do it!" Zhao Duan caught a glimpse of this scene and said loudly. After thinking for a moment, he quickly added:
“Capture alive and get extra money!”
The money-greedy girl immediately became excited. Jin Jian raised the end of the staff with both hands without expression, and smashed it forward like a stick.
The golden one-eyed eye on the top of the staff whirled around, suddenly releasing circles of ripples.
Lu Zhengchun, whose spirit was extremely tense and whose soul was loaded to the limit, was controlling the flying sword and was about to split the golden bell when he suddenly felt the world spinning.
He raised his head in astonishment, looking up following the fear of being watched by the gods in his heart, and then...
He only saw a waning moon hanging high in the dark sky and countless stars twinkling.
At this moment, the waning moon and stars as numerous as the sands of the Ganges River turned into indifferent one-eyes in his eyes.
The entire starry sky was looking at him at this moment.
Intangible and qualityless, originating from the gaze of the Moon God, it instantly became the last straw that overwhelmed his soul.
Lu Zhengchun spat out a large mouthful of blood, fell straight backwards, and fainted.
"Ding ding!"
Zhao Duan watched as the two flying swords that lost their kinetic energy hit the golden bell cover, splashing up two balls of sparks, barely tearing the golden bell cover into pieces, and then fell to the ground.
At the same time, the other three flying swords also fell to the ground.
"Dong dong dong..." The rattle that lost its enemy fell to the ground and stopped stirring.
"Huchi, Huchi..."
Gongshu Tianyuan sat down on the ground, throwing the peach bow in his hand on the ground. He wiped the sweat from his forehead with his fat hands. At first he felt frustrated that he had been robbed of the limelight, but then he became proud again and gave a thumbs up to Jin Jian. ：
"Junior sister, well done, you didn't lose your status!"
Zhao Duan lifted the fingerprints holding the golden bell and looked around calmly.
After the battle, Lang Shiba and Ji Yue were resting respectively, and Haitang and Zhang Han finally recovered.
The imperial guards who were lagging behind drew swords and crossbows one by one, rushed forward with a roar, surrounded Lu Zhengchun who had fallen to the ground and fainted, carefully tied him up, and pierced his Dantian with the "forbidden magic lock" used against warlocks. This seals the power.
At this time, the Taoist temple in front slowly lit up with magnificent and colorful light, enveloping the entire Taoist temple in a beautiful and magnificent way.
"Enter and search, kidnap everyone else in the Taoist temple, and then follow me back to the city."
Zhao Duan, who didn't do anything during the whole process, calmly gave instructions.
"Yes!"
Hou Renmeng and others in Jinyi rushed towards the Taoist temple like wolves and tigers, and soon the frightened voices of women begging for mercy could be heard inside.
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Fengcheng, Jinfu Inn.
At night, the entire inn was brightly lit, but there were no normal guests.
In the lobby of the inn, the prefect Luan Cheng had drunk five pots of tea and gone to the hut ten times, but he still refused to leave. Instead, he stood up every once in a while and stood at the door looking at the street outside.
The head catcher Zhang Jian was sitting in the corner of the lobby, silently wiping his two knives, one long and one short, with silk cloth.
"Prefect Luan, please have something to eat. I'll ask the chef to bring you some food?"
The gold medal film scholar came down from upstairs and felt helpless when he saw this scene.
After saying that, he glanced at his colleague Hongye who was also holding a long sword and wearing half a mask in the lobby:
"You go to the kitchen..."
Hongye rolled his eyes and didn't move:
This bad prefect was not her boss, Mr. Zhao, so she was too lazy to serve him.
As a Shadow Guard, she hated the prefect who broke into the inn on the first day and destroyed the stronghold that the Shadow Guard had worked so hard to build.
I wish I could cut it with a sword.
"No need," Luan Cheng smiled bitterly and shook his head: "Master Zhao has not returned yet, and his safety is still unknown. How can I afford it?"
Yes, you can't eat it, but you drink a lot of tea... You were a teapot in your last life, right... Hongye curled his lips and put his two long legs on the stool.
The scholar coughed twice, walked over slowly, and said with a smile: "What kind of person is Zhao Shaobao? Prefect Luan should have heard rumors about him. How could he do anything uncertain?"
Luan Cheng shook his head and said seriously:
"I don't doubt Zhao Shaobao's ability, but I'm afraid he doesn't understand the situation in Fengcheng.
Na Lu Zhengchun was by no means an ordinary Taoist. Not only was he highly skilled in cultivation, he was also a figure who could be called a master in the world. He was also very well-connected throughout Binhai Road and even in the surrounding areas.
Not to mention the identity of the late emperor. How could such a person be casually labeled as a traitor to the party and arrested for interrogation? You may have underestimated the impact this will have..."
The scholar smiled and said: "Zhao Shaobao just went to ask questions."
Did your family bring a large number of soldiers and horses to ask questions? Luan Cheng took a deep breath and resisted the urge to argue with the shadow guard.
He sat slumped on the bench and said in frustration:
"Besides, what I am really worried about is the traitor Zhuang Xiaocheng.
Today, our government was deceived by false information, indicating that Zhao Shaobao's whereabouts and details may have been grasped by the rebel party. What kind of cunning person is Zhuang Xiaocheng?
If Lu Zhengchun has nothing to do with rebelling against the party, then it’s fine. It’s just an offence. At worst, if I go to the palace to make peace, I think Lu Zhengchun will give me some face. But if there is really a problem in Zixiao Palace, then Zhao Shaobao will If you go, you may end up in a dragon's pond and a tiger's den..."
The scholar and Hongye were frightened by him, and they also felt a little excited:
"Not that much."
At this time, suddenly, the noisy sound of horse hooves was heard in the distance of the quiet street. Everyone stood up at the same time, looked at each other, and walked out of the inn door.
From a distance, a dark cavalry team holding torches could be seen slowly approaching.
The leading cavalryman, who seemed to have come back first to report, arrived at the entrance of Jinfu Inn earlier than the rest of the army.
The messenger on horseback turned out to be a Jinyi captain from Lihuatang. He glanced at the prefect and said calmly:
"It is reported to my family, Zhao Shaobao, that the people in Zixiao Palace collaborated with the enemy and rebelled against the country, and colluded with the party. Now the bandit leader Lu Zhengchun has been arrested. More than 200 people from the Taoist temple in Zixiao Palace were killed, injured or captured, and they have all been brought back.
Well, since Magistrate Luan is already here, there is no need to go to the government office to deliver the message. Please wait here for a moment. Master Shaobao will be here later. ”
(End of chapter)