In public, Yunshan came to envoy Hua Zhiyao and slapped Yue Gongli, the successor of Han Palace Emperor Realm?
"He's so cowardly!"
There was an immediate commotion in the living room.
The maids were horrified. Some were so frightened that they dropped the jade plates of cakes they were holding, while others couldn't even hold their pipa and it crashed to the ground.
It was obviously just a simple slap in the face.
Without even half a wave of holy power, it breathed on the cheek of Yue Gongli who was caught off guard, and successfully slapped Master Li away.
Its force and wave were obviously not that powerful, but it made everyone in the audience fall back more than ten steps.
The only person who didn't withdraw was Yue Gongkui.
He stood there blankly, looking at Mr. Li who was covering his face in disbelief, and at Hua Zhiyao who was still calm after being slapped.
Yue Gongkui was petrified.
At this time, Brother Zhiyao's expression of "seeing death as a homecoming" and his request to "Give me a death" echoed in his mind.
He finally understood.
There are some things that I can’t listen to because I can’t handle them.
And some people, even if they want to protect themselves, they probably won't be able to do so even if they risk their lives.
"It turns out this is the way to die..."
Yue Gongkui's head was buzzing. He thought about it from his perspective. What if Mr. Li asked him to go to Yunshan Emperor Realm as an envoy, trick Hua Changdeng out of the throne and slap him in front of everyone...
He couldn't think about it any further.
He was already shuddering. He didn't know how much courage it took for Hua Zhiyao to slap him like this.
retreat?
Yue Gong Kui's holy thoughts swept the people around him.
He really wanted to stay away from the dangerous whirlpool of the reception room like the guards and maids. He just drew his sword and gathered strength, pretending to protect him, but he stopped moving forward.
He can't retreat.
It was he who ushered in the Cold Palace Emperor Realm.
The friendship between him and Hua Zhiyao did not allow him to retreat - yes, there was friendship just now. After this slap, the friendship was wiped out.
"Someone is coming!"
Yue Gongkui screamed miserably.
Like a mad and angry giant beast, he slashed his hand into the void and shouted: "Take down this old man! Take him down! I will kill him personally, and I will take him to the Yunshan Emperor Realm and behead him."
Show off to the public!”
The king humiliates the minister and dies.
In his own territory, Mr. Li was slapped by an envoy from another clan. This was indeed something that could no longer be explained by any "mission".
Hua Zhiyao must die!
If he doesn't die, and if Yunshan Huachangdeng doesn't show any signs, the Han Palace Emperor Realm will use all the strength of the clan to kill Yunshan with blood to wash away today's shame!
"Pap tap tap..."
Outside the hall, a group of Taixu guards heard the sound, pulled out their cold swords, and rushed into the reception hall.
At this time, more than ten people rushed in.
But Hua Zhiyao is a semi-saint, and he is just a Taixu guard. How can he be defeated?
When the guards rushed out, they hoped that Hua Zhiyao would be merciful and leave a few residual souls to wait for the clan to resurrect themselves and others later.
But unexpectedly...
A dozen people rushed out, and more than a dozen swords were intertwined, and they quickly put them on Hua Zhiyao's neck, cutting his skin and drawing blood.
In the end, Hua Zhiyao did not resist.
He just stared calmly at Mr. Li, who was leaning in front of him, fell into the arms of the maid, and covered his face with his hands, as if he had been stunned by a slap.
"He deserves to die!"
Anger comes from the heart.
The more Hua Zhiyao behaves like this, the more angry he becomes in people's hearts.
One of the guards kicked out Hua Zhiyao's knees and made him kneel in front of Mr. Li to repent.
The guard captain stepped out in time, kicked off the young man's feet, and at the same time warned with cold eyes:
This is a semi-saint!
There is a big principle that no matter what time or place, the sacred cannot be insulted.
This was originally a rule formulated by the five holy emperor families. It was later adopted in the Holy Holy Continent and was widely accepted by all the demi-sages.
The beauty of today may be the other person tomorrow, all the semi-saints inside and outside the clan.
Hua Zhiyao slapped Yue Gongli in the face, no need to ask what the outcome will be.
But if the guard dares to kick off the semi-saint's legs and make the saint kneel down, this move in the Han Palace Emperor realm will be condemned by all tribes.
"team leader……"
The young guard was confused.
The Holy One cannot be insulted, so can Prince Li be insulted?
It is true that there are no rules that say that the young family leader cannot be slapped, but if it is not written down, it is not a rule?
Mr. Li, does he deserve this slap?
"puff!"
Yue Gongli spat blood on the ground, stars flashing in his eyes.
He has fair skin and a good body. Even so, Hua Zhiyao's slap was so forceful that it still left several red marks on his face.
Hua Zhiyao also cultivates his physical body?
This question is not important at all.
Yue Gongli has only one thought running through his mind right now:
"Growing up, only my sister dared to hit me like this. How dare he, how dare he?"
If it was a heavy punch, even if it penetrated my heart, if it was a heavy sword, it would split half of my body...
This is nothing.
Reciprocity is a courtesy, just call back.
But shouting slaps, still shouting in front of so many people, just shouting without using holy power...
This is humiliating!
This is a naked and undisguised provocation!
"Interesting, you are interesting..."
Yue Gongli struggled out of the maid's arms. He seemed to be having a seizure, and murmured something like a demon: "Yunshan Emperor Realm, Hua Chang Deng, it's fun, you guys are so fun..."
He bent down, as if looking for something.
But after searching for a long time, I found nothing. The scene of being slapped was still in my mind, until I kicked something under my feet and made a "dang" sound.
"Yes, sword..."
He bent down and picked up the long sword that Hua Zhiyao had handed over before and then slapped away.
He grabbed the spiritual sword, his hair disheveled, and walked back to Hua Zhiyao step by step.
He didn't speak, he held the sword, pointed the tip of the sword at the heart of Hua Zhiyao's chest, and stabbed in little by little.
"Death?"
"Okay, as you wish, I will grant you death."
At this moment, Yue Gongli didn't want to ask anything. He just wanted to slowly thrust the long sword into Hua Zhiyao's heart, drill hard, and crush his body.
The tip of the sword hit something hard.
Hua Zhiyao's skin is easily cracked, and his body is as hard as a stone.
Yue Gongli fought hard, and the first-grade spiritual sword was bent. He couldn't penetrate Hua Zhiyao's defense with just the strength of his physical body!
"Hehehe..."
The moon palace is happy.
Is this even God working against me?
A defenseless person cannot pierce his physical body with a first-grade spiritual sword, but he can slap himself and leave a mark...
"You are very hard."
Yue Gongli stabbed harder.
Hua Zhiyao's face was calm, like a dead man, which further stimulated Yue Gongli's sensitive nerves, "You are not afraid of death, you are indeed tough."
"Master Li, I practice the 'Dragon Bell Technique'. You can't penetrate my defense without using holy power." Hua Zhiyao calmly replied.
Dragon Bell Technique?
Yue Gongkui was slightly confused. He had never heard that Brother Zhiyao had practiced this spiritual skill?
But that doesn't seem to be important. What's important is that Mr. Li seems to be going crazy...
Yue Gongli is indeed crazy.
All dragon bell techniques are all bird techniques!
He was not interested in Hua Zhiyao's physical skills at all, and he had no desire to understand them.
He stabbed hard and bared his teeth.
But God was really against him, and his physical strength actually lost to Hua Zhiyao, and he couldn't be penetrated by a sword!
"Ahaha..."
Yue Gongli turned his head and looked at the guards and maids around him.
The guards and maids all lowered their heads, looking at their noses and hearts, no one dared to look at themselves.
His face was burning, and he felt that the eyes of the entire Han Palace Emperor Realm were all on him today.
Tomorrow, the news that "Master Li was slapped down from the table by the Yunshan envoy at home" will also spread to all the major Holy Emperor families and become a joke.
Buzz!
A surge of holy power.
The first-grade spiritual sword roared, and Yue Gongli pierced Hua Zhiyao's rock-solid defense with one sword.
The whole blade of the long sword was engulfed, and the guard was pushed hard as Hua Zhiyao retreated, with the sharp edge striking the guard behind him amid the splash of blood.
The guard's hands were shaking with fear.
He was almost impaled, and he and Hua Zhiyao became a skewer of human flesh.
Yue Gongli thrust the sword into Hua Zhiyao's body, only to feel that the sword body was dull, as if it was clamped by solid stone and hard bones.
His eyes were reddish, and he twisted hard, drilling into Hua Zhiyao's heart and widening the blood hole. Only then did he let his emotions out a little, and asked softly:
"Why?"
Why, why are you slapping me? I feel so shameless when you do this.
Hua Zhiyao's expression twitched, his lips were bleeding, and he looked forward to death: "The task assigned by the head of the family."
Head of house?
His home is...
Oh, the people of Yunshan, the mission of Huachangdeng?
"Hua Changdeng has a grudge against me?"
Yue Gongli's thoughts froze for a moment, and he searched through the past, but could not find any time when he had offended Hua Changdeng.
He thought about the conflict between Han Gong and Yun Shan again.
Conflicts occur all year round, but they do not escalate to the point of life-and-death or even "slapping".
"Did I offend him when I was a child?"
Yue Gongli even began to think about whether in his life, he had left any indelible harm to Hua Changdeng without paying attention.
So much so that he wanted to take revenge on himself in such an extreme way.
The answer is "none".
Neither he nor Hua Changdeng, nor Han Palace Emperor Realm and Yunshan Emperor Realm, have reached such an extreme level.
That means this person is not from Yunshan, but was summoned by Dao Qiongtian to stir up trouble...
Hehe, it’s not as bad as this, this is the Emperor’s Realm of Han Palace!
Yue Gong Li Tai knew Dao Qiong Cang’s character.
At this juncture, the old coquettish man would never jump out, even if someone stabbed his chest with a sword and pounded his heart hard.
He would only smile and say, "Have you not eaten yet?"
"Ahaha..."
Yue Gongli was about to get mad again when he thought of this. He felt that Hua Zhiyao's expression was saying to himself, "Have you not eaten?"
He used more force on his hands.
He drew out the long sword, thrust it in, rotated it, and ground it. He wanted to crush Hua Zhiyao's heart, and he wanted Hua Zhiyao to die!
But before he died, he wanted to ask clearly:
"Why!"
This second why is obviously different from the first one.
Hua Zhiyao's expression twitched, blood gushed from his orifices, and he said in a trembling voice: "The head of the family said, you yourself know what you have done."
I have no idea!
I don't know anything!
Yue Gongli's heart roared, and he was too lazy to think.
There is no need to think, he has already thought about what needs to be thought about.
He suddenly pulled out the long sword and raised it high, trying to take down Hua Zhiyao's arrogant head and Xu Xiaoshou's disgusting head...
"Master Li!"
Yue Gongkui could no longer hold back his voice.
He is also going crazy, not just because of Hua Zhiyao.
He admitted that he was cheating and had uttered wild words before. In fact, when things happened, he couldn't save Brother Zhiyao at all.
But……
Mr. Li is so out of his element.
Had he been stimulated by something today? Even if he was slapped, wouldn't he behave like this?
A hissing sound.
Yue Gongkui spoke up in time.
The sword finally stopped on Hua Zhiyao's neck.
Yue Gongli suddenly regained his composure. He reached out and smoothed down his hair that had been fanned to pieces. His expression became gentle again. He patted Hua Zhiyao's face and said:
"You will die."
"I know." Hua Zhiyao looked like a dead fish.
"But first, let me tell you what Hua Changdeng told you when he handed over the mission."
"The head of the family said that I was disrespectful by slapping the young head of the Han Palace Emperor Realm. I should suffer humiliation and die. Please give me the Thirteen Swords, Master Li, to destroy my holy body first, and then choose my character as a warning to others."
Yue Gongli laughed loudly after hearing this.
He laughed so much that tears were about to fall out. He felt that these words were so ridiculous and unreasonable.
You know it's disrespectful, why do you still dare?
You know clearly that you are provoking, so why do you dare?
Since it is a humiliation and only destroys the holy body, how can it eliminate the hatred in people's hearts?
And why do you need thirteen swords to destroy the holy body? What is the meaning of the number "thirteen"... It's not important!
Yue Gongli didn't want to understand at all why it was thirteen, not twelve, or fourteen, and why he wanted to destroy the holy body of a mere semi-saint and not Hua Changdeng's.
He said coldly: "I will chop these thirteen swords on the face of your family leader in front of the Yunshan people, but not you."
"Please kill me first." Hua Zhiyao begged sincerely.
"Why should I listen to your nonsense?" Yue Gongli raised his sword, pursed his lips and smiled, and was about to put it down.
He was just rebellious, and he suddenly didn't want to kill Hua Zhiyao.
He wanted to take Hua Zhiyao and put him in front of Hua Changdeng, and let him judge this guy in front of him and chop him with one hundred and thirty swords.
Hua Zhiyao looked at this handsome young man calmly, pondered for a while, opened his lips and teeth, and spoke like beads:
"Master Li, please offend me."
As soon as these words were spoken, the living room fell into deathly silence.
The whole hall was filled with guards and maids. They could no longer hold back their heads that were about to drop to the ground, and suddenly raised them up in disbelief.
Even Yue Gongkui's eyes were so wide open that he seemed to have heard something deviant.
offend……
Brother Zhiyao, how dare you use this word again?
"ah!"
The living room burst into roars.
Immediately, the sword light flashed in all four directions, and the air was freezing.
In just a blink of an eye, Hua Zhiyao's body was torn apart, his arms and legs were cut off by Yue Gongli's Thirteen Swords, and his stomach was disemboweled. It was a horrific sight.
Blood, intestines, severed limbs... rolled all over the ground.
Yue Gongli's eyes were filled with anger, his fair face was dripping with blood, and he looked like a demon with his sword tilted, and he was in an extremely happy mood.
Cool!
I am too lazy to worry about the positions of the two races.
Revenge when there is a grudge, revenge when there is a grudge, an overnight feud is like an overnight meal, and it is no longer the same thing to taste it later.
He enjoys and is immersed in the moment.
It wasn't until all the murderous intentions were eliminated that I realized something was wrong.
From the beginning to the end, Hua Zhiyao seemed to be simply provoking rather than coming to discuss the matter. His mission was so outrageous that he seemed to be just provoking a war between the two races...
So what?
The one who should be afraid is Hua Changdeng, not all the people in the Han Palace Emperor Realm!
"What else do you wish for?"
Yue Gongli doesn't plan to keep this person anymore, so he just needs to bring a remnant soul to Hua Changdeng.
Hua Zhiyao didn't think much, he just smiled with contempt on his lips, imitating Yue Gongli's tone just now, and said jokingly:
"Master Li, hack me."
Bang!
Yue Gongli struck down with his sword, and he rose up as fast as he had just been slapped.
No one could react to the holy power and sword light in the living room. Even Yue Gongkui's "no" was still choked in his throat. Hua Zhiyao had been cut in half from head to toe.
"Dead, dead..."
The maid holding the pipa usually only plays music and dances. Where has she ever seen such a terrifying scene?
The maids retreated, and some even fell to the ground.
Hua Zhiyao was split into two, and the two halves of his body were violently chopped to both sides. When they landed with a crash, there was no blood and flesh flying, but they turned into...
Two halves of stone?
The two halves of the blue-gray stele are taller than a person, one on the left and one on the right, lying on both sides of the reception room.
The limbs, intestines, and blood that were previously scattered on the ground turned into stones, gravel, and gravel.
The whole place was silent.
"Bang."
Yue Gongli's spiritual sword fell to the ground.
He finally realized where that weird feeling was. He seemed to be being guided by someone?
But how is it possible?
In the whole world, not even the ancestor gods can guide me.
Is this person a human being or a monument? Could it be that I am blind and can’t see it?
Yue Gongli's eyelids were drooped, his face was expressionless, and he was terribly depressed.
Soon, the corner of his mouth twitched slightly, his eyes dimly pointed at the stele, and asked in a strange voice:
"What is this?"
No one answered, and I was trembling.
Yue Gongli's voice returned to calmness, and he asked again: "Yue Gongkui, what is this?"
Yue Gongkui's hands and feet were cold.
Half a quarter of an hour ago, he thought it was Brother Zhiyao.
He had a heart-to-heart talk with Brother Zhiyao, and discussed the matter of distribution without mercy, and Brother Zhiyao could also speak.
Now, after Mr. Li split brother Zhiyao, brother Zhiyao turned into stone...
Yes, what is this?
Throughout his life, Yue Gongkui has seen all kinds of weird and outrageous things, including ghosts and scary things.
He had never seen a person who had grown up from a stele, provoked a clan, and in the end invited himself to be beheaded and perished at the hands of another clan.
This is not scary at all.
It's just absurd, it's just contrary to common sense.
This thing itself should not even appear in this world or in the cognitive category of "human beings".
The key point is, even if this Stone Stone Spirit fills the sky and sea and deceives my eyes and Master Li's, what does it want to die for?
Yue Gongkui stepped forward in a daze and looked at the stele on the left.
This half of the stele has several deep scratches on it...or rather sword marks, which were struck by Mr. Li just now.
Are there any words under the sword marks?
Yue Gongkui frowned slightly and read softly:
"Endless?"
The whole audience was stunned, no one knew what it was written on, but it seemed full of sword intent?
"There is another 'Tao' here..." Yue Gongkui pointed to a scattered stone with a broken limb just now, and there were words on it.
Yue Gongli looked gloomy as he walked to the other side of the monument.
On the stele here, in addition to the sword marks, there is also a large hole that goes straight through the back, which was just dug out.
There are also words.
At first glance it looks like nothing.
But when read together with the previous one and the one on the ground, things seem to suddenly become bigger:
"The Tao... is endless, is it appropriate to... stop?"