In Wu Jie's view, both rescuing and killing are very difficult, but killing is obviously much easier than rescuing.
He sneered and activated his true energy, and the fire bird transformed from the divine fire flew out like an arrow from the string, trying to get past the obstruction of Lao Junguan and the two men, catch up with Xiong Hao, and burn him to ashes.
But the fat monk really had extraordinary abilities. He roared, and infinite black energy rose up from his body, turning into a huge black net, which actually blocked all the firebirds.
The firebirds continuously hit the black net and exploded into countless sparks. At the same time, the fat monk's face gradually became ugly, and he could not help but retreat slowly.
Wu Jie's divine fire is the nemesis of evil spells. In order to protect Xiong Hao, he can only rely on his profound cultivation to carry it out, which is really miserable.
Zhu Quan frowned, flicked his hands together, and two sword energy roared out, one on the left and one on the right, slashing towards Wu Jie. If he didn't quickly withdraw his moves to protect himself, he would inevitably be cut by the two swords like scissors.
into two sections.
But how could Lu Ji just sit back and watch Wu Jie suffer! She shouted softly, and rushed towards Zhu Quan with her dagger in hand. She completely ignored Zhu Quan's sword light and chopped off his head with the cold sword force.
This is exactly the way to surround Wei and save Zhao. Unless Zhu Quan is willing to die together, he can only save himself with his sword.
Zhu Quan naturally did not want to die in confusion here with others, so he could only sigh secretly and retract both sword lights, one to block the dagger, and the other to go straight for Lu Ji's throat.
But at this time, Wu Jie took action in time and released his sword light again to protect Lu Ji. The two sides fought head-on again.
Different from last time, this time Zhu Quan faced one against two and immediately suffered a loss.
It didn't matter that the sword light was against the sword light. After all, Wu Jie didn't exert much strength, but when the sword light struck the dagger, Lu Ji went all out.
Compared with the warrior's swordsmanship, although the Qi Master's flying sword is quite light and agile, with the same level of cultivation, it will suffer a bit in terms of strength. In addition, Zhu Quan's multi-tasking, the sword's light is weak.
His strength was also much weaker, and as a result, the sword light was knocked down a bit by the dagger. If he hadn't stepped back in time, he would have even been cut into two pieces by the sword!
But even though he escaped being dismembered, there was still a bright red bloodstain on Zhu Quan's handsome face. This bloodstain ran from his forehead to the center of his eyebrows, like a closed vertical eye.
Zhu Quan's face turned stern, and his eyes were filled with murderous intent.
He is not the kind of person who cares about appearance, but the forehead is called "heaven" in facial appearance. If there is a gap in the heaven, it is very unlucky for the appearance.
His forehead was cut open by a sword, and he couldn't help but became furious. He controlled the sword light to attack in succession like two poisonous snakes, forcing Lu Ji to retreat continuously. If Wu Jie's sword light hadn't helped protect him, he would have been hit long ago.
Death by sword.
After all, Lu Ji's swordsmanship has not been truly passed down by Senior Ji. Facing the Xian family's sword-controlling methods, she seems to be more than capable.
Wu Jie was getting anxious, but Du Ruo suddenly said: "Attack! This guy's sword is flashy, force him to fight you head-on!"
He was slightly stunned, and subconsciously followed Du Ruo's suggestion, condensing the sword light of the invisible sword into a sharp brilliance, and swept towards Zhu Quan.
Zhu Quan hurriedly retreated, flicking the fingers of his hands continuously, manipulating two sword lights to resist Wu Jie's invisible sword. However, the quality of his two flying swords was much worse than the invisible sword. He could only kill him with sword skills, like now.
Such a head-to-head confrontation was exactly using one's shortcomings to attack the enemy's strengths. The sound of clanking could be heard endlessly. The light of the invisible sword was still bright and dazzling, but the light of his flying sword gradually dimmed.
"Hateful!" Zhu Quan couldn't help but feel a great hatred in his heart. After he became a Taoist, he made rapid progress in swordsmanship. He often boasted that his talent in swordsmanship was unparalleled. He was comparable to the first swordsman who abandoned the sword in the righteous way for thousands of years. He claimed to have a sword in his hand.
He was invulnerable to everything - but Wu Jie used practical actions to slap him hard in the face.
In his opinion, Wu Jie's swordsmanship was ridiculously clumsy. There was almost no change in dexterity. He came and went in a hurry, just like a drunken wild horse, he kept having fun, and the whole thing was full of joy.
Nothing technical at all.
But it happened that such poor swordsmanship was used because he had to guard the road to the top of the sacrifice platform. With the advantage of the flying sword, he was suppressed to death, leaving him unable to fight back...
It is tolerable, but what is intolerable!
The anger in his heart was getting deeper and deeper, but he couldn't vent it. He could only grit his teeth and hold on, not even able to spare half of his energy.
The quality of his pair of flying swords was much worse than Wu Jie's. If he didn't try his best to remove the power from Wu Jie's swords, he would be blown to pieces in just a few hits.
Zhu Quan was forced back step by step by Wu Jie's sword light. He made up his mind countless times. When things get better, he must get a high-quality flying sword!
If he had a good sword in his hand at this moment, he would have killed the barbarian in front of him who didn't know how to swordsmanship!
But he didn't know that Wu Jie's seemingly simple swordsmanship was actually a move that was finally finalized after repeated pondering and countless studies with the Abandoned Sword Apprentice's Supreme Sword.
Wu Jie knew that he lacked the talent for swordsmanship, so he concentrated on studying how to use the simplest and most direct way to fully unleash the power of the flying sword. After several months of study and consideration, he finally simplified his swordsmanship into a few straightforward moves.
There are no subtle changes in these moves, they are straight forward. You can simply understand that the only pursuit is to be faster, stronger, and more direct.
In fact, these barbarian-style sword-driving skills have not yet been fully practiced, and they have not been able to fully exert 100% of their power. So it was not until Du Ruo reminded Wu Jie that he suddenly woke up and remembered them.
Facts have proved that in actual combat, especially in terms of swordsmanship, Du Ruo's vision is indeed much better than Wu Jie's. With this change of swordsmanship, he immediately suppressed Zhu Quan and forced Zhu Quan's two sword rays to retreat.
Even Zhu Quan himself had to retreat slowly.
At this time, Lu Ji had already put away her dagger and pulled out a long sword from her back.
An ordinary sword is about three feet long, but her sword is probably more than five feet long. The sword body glowed with a cold light. When the sword was unsheathed, a blur of white mist suddenly appeared around Lu Ji, and it was cold and cold.
Wu Jie even felt as if a layer of white frost was about to appear on his body just by the light of the sword.
The power of this sword is obviously still greater than that of a dagger, but it is also much more difficult to use than a dagger. Green Girl took a deep breath, and the cold frost mist was sucked in by her, and when she spit it out, it had turned into a
A group of strange words floated in the air.
"I'll open the passage, and you can take your Highness down to kill the bear."
She said in a matter-of-fact manner.
Before Wu Jie could nod, she shouted loudly, jumped up, drew a half-circle in the air with her long sword, absorbed all the strange words into the sword light, and then slashed them down.
In an instant, the sword light was like the bright moonlight in the night sky, shrouding both enemies in it.
White House Sword Technique, Bright Moon Cihang!
This was one of Taoist Ji's famous sword techniques. The fifth senior brother's expression changed drastically as soon as he saw the power of the sword. Without saying a word, he dragged Zhu Quan away and hid to the side, not daring to confront him forcefully.
Wu Jie, who was already prepared, grabbed the prince Xiong Er beside him. The sword light enveloped the two of them, and he rushed over the steps with a roar, broke through the giant black net, and rushed to the top of the sacrifice platform.
He exerted his sword control skills to the extreme, and the sword light was as fast as lightning. It only took him a few blinks to catch up with the team, even surpassing the two eunuchs standing at the front of the team, and fell to the altar first.
On the rooftop.
Xiong Hao was confidently preparing to step onto the top of the sacrificial platform to declare to heaven that he had finally become the emperor of the Chu Kingdom. However, he did not expect that a light flashed in front of his eyes, and a young man with an honest face had already taken the prince, whose whereabouts were unknown, to snatch him away.
He was ahead, blocking his way.
He suddenly flew into a rage and was about to speak, but Wu Jie struck first and put his sword at his throat in a flash.
"Be honest!" Wu Jie restrained Xiong Hao with one move, and glanced at everyone coldly. Under his intense gaze, whether it was the civil and military officials who were frightened by Xiong Hao's massacre in the early stage, or those who followed him,
The soldiers who yelled until death felt like rabbits being stared at by tigers. They were too scared to move and didn't even dare to make a sound.
"Your Highness, please say a few words." Wu Jie controlled the sword light to trap Xiong Hao tightly, using the sword energy to force him to be unable to speak. At the same time, he stepped aside and asked the prince to speak.
The prince nodded, straightened his clothes, stood at the top of the sacrificial platform, and looked down at everyone.
"My dear lords, this rebellion is over!"
With just one sentence, he made the originally panic-stricken civil and military officials feel relieved, and also made the soldiers who originally wanted to resist resist look dejected.
"From last night to now, day and night, one loyal person after another has written the word loyalty with their blood... I, Xiong Er, will never forget all of this, and the country of Chu will not forget it.
Qingshi will never forget!"
"But, we have shed too much blood, and too many people have died." He sighed softly, looking at Xiong Hao whose face was full of unwillingness, "I know you are very unwilling, and I also know that you are still unwilling.
There’s a lot I want to say. But don’t give in. I don’t want to give you a chance to speak again.”
He pulled out the sword from his waist, walked step by step to Xiong Hao who was trapped by the sword light and couldn't move, and raised the sword high.
"The traitor shall die!"
The sword was swung down and blood splashed.
Carrying the sword that was still bleeding, Xiong Er walked back to the altar for worshiping the sky. Holding the sword in both hands, he knelt down to the jade case that symbolized "Heaven".
"By the heavens above, Xiong Er, the fourteenth emperor of the Great Chu State, ascends the throne today. The incident happened in a hurry and there was no time to prepare sacrifices. Please sacrifice the traitor!"
As he prayed, the clouds in the sky surged, and a purple energy that even mortals could clearly see fell from the sky, covering his entire body in the purple energy.
This is the imperial edict, which means that this young emperor is recognized by God as his true destiny.
The sound of clanging could be heard endlessly, as the Dongshan County soldiers threw down their weapons in despair.
Then, under the leadership of the ministers, they knelt down respectfully to Xiong Er and shouted three times: "Long live him."
Wu Jie nodded, his figure disappeared under the cover of the invisible sword's light, and left the sacrifice platform.
He looked down and saw that the two black-clothed monks who had been trying to stop them just now had disappeared. Lu Ji, who had put away her swords, had also joined the team and was kneeling to worship the emperor with the other ministers.
"It seems that this matter is finally over..." He couldn't help but sigh and said to Du Ruo and Jasmine, "Although it has only been a short day and night, it seems like a long time has passed!"
"Yeah. It's like a legendary story!" Du Ruo said excitedly, "It's a pity that I didn't get to appear! It's a pity that I won't have a part in the folklore in the future."
"There will be opportunities in the future." Jasmine said with a smile, "What monk has not seen the rise and fall of dynasties several times. If you want to get involved in folklore, there are many opportunities."
"I don't want to encounter something like this again... too many people have died..." Wu Jie stood in the air with his sword light, gazing from a distance at the bloodstained Changning City.
After a while, he found Xiao Buyi, Lin Lushan, Dan'er and Zhu Huai who had gathered together.
Feeling a little uninterested, he did not go down to see them, but just cast a spell to send a message to everyone.
"It's time to go now." He sighed and said, "After this disaster, it's time for the country to employ people. Lushan, you can't wallow in sadness all day long, you must put national affairs first. Dan'er
, my younger brother is an emotional person, if he has something to think about, please take more care of him and advise him more."
"My best wishes, Fellow Daoist, I promise that your magic weapon will be delivered to the Lin Mansion in the future. But it may take a while, so please don't worry. Fellow Daoist Xiao, thank you for your help this time. If we are destined in the future, we will get drunk again!"
"Wu Jie says goodbye!"
Then, he turned around and flew towards the southwest with sword light.
And above the higher clouds, they hurried over after receiving the letter from Wu Jiefei Sword. Jiang An and Li Xiaoyao, who had been in a tense confrontation with the leader of Laojun Guan, looked at each other and smiled, ignoring the livid face of the leader of Laojun Guan.
The door, as well as the three trembling Laojun Guan disciples behind him, turned around and left on their clouds.
This coup of the Great Chu Kingdom, which shocked all the countries in the nine states, has finally come to an end.
