"Hmph, in front of the spiritual thrones of my ancestors, how could I, Qin Yuanan, break my promise?" Qin Yuanan said proudly.
"Let's do it!" Ye Wuse glanced at Qin Yuanan contemptuously.
How could he believe Qin Yuanan's words if he could even do such a treasonous thing as killing his brother and usurping the throne? Fortunately, he had already signed a blood contract on the "Emperor's Ruthless Art", so he was not afraid of Qin Yuanan breaking his promise.
Qin Yuanan stretched out his long sword and chopped it down at Ye Wuse's head. The blue holy bead between his eyebrows also shone with divine light again.
"The imperial way is ruthless!" Golden light flowed from Ye Wuse's body, and he flew up with a long sword in his hand, as if a man and a sword merged into one.
"Boom!" The sword light surged, and Ye Wuse flew out like a kite with a broken string, hitting the wall heavily, and the entire space trembled violently.
Ye Wuse slid along the wall and fell to the ground, leaving a bloody mark wherever he passed.
Qin Yuanan also took two steps back, but it seemed that he was not injured.
There was silence all around, looking at the blood marks and looking at Ye Wuse who fell to the ground and didn't know whether he was alive or dead.
Luo Enen and Fatty Bai both had tears in their eyes. Although Ye Wuse's sword failed to pose a decent threat to Qin Yuanan, it still forced him to take two steps back. In other words, with the ruthless decision of the emperor, Ye Wuse's deliberate
If you want to escape, you have every chance, and the reason why you stay is entirely for them.
Gu Fenghua was also heartbroken, but he endured the grief and tried his best to gather the holy energy and inject it into the sword.
"As expected of the ancestral secrets of our Guanghua royal family, it is indeed infinitely mysterious. Unfortunately, waste is waste. If such a secret falls on you, it is simply a waste of natural resources." Qin Yuanan said contemptuously and walked towards Ye Wuse.
"I'm not dead yet, I still have two swords!" At this moment, Ye Wuse's weak voice sounded.
Qin Yuanan frowned and stopped.
"Master Xuan Sheng is nothing more than that." Ye Wuse stood up slowly, leaning on his long sword.
"I underestimate you. Your qualifications are much better than your good-for-nothing father." Qin Yuanan said with a sarcastic smile.
"Don't insult my father!" Ye Wuse said angrily, but his voice was so hoarse.
"It's a pity that you, like him, are too kind and soft-hearted. The so-called emphasizing love and righteousness is a good reputation for ordinary people. Born in an emperor's family, how can you be so affectionate and have so many righteousnesses?" Qin Yuanan said sarcastically.
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After saying that, he slashed down again with one sword.
"The imperial way is ruthless!" Ye Wuse gritted his teeth and flew forward.
Blood beads fell down one by one, turning into streaks of blood, flying like a red ribbon.
"Boom", amidst the loud noise, Ye Wuse flew back like before and fell heavily to the ground.
Blood gurgled out of his mouth, obviously his internal organs had been severely damaged.
"You have too many worries, and you will never be able to understand the essence of "The Heartless Art of the Emperor's Way." Qin Yuanan took two steps back, shook his head and said, "That's it, you are no match for me. There is no need to try the last sword again. You kill yourself.
Well, I will give the three of them a happy life and won't let them suffer at all.
Ye Wuse didn't speak, but just supported his body with strength.
Blood gushed out from under his ribs, and a broken bone pierced his body and clothes, revealing gray bone stubble. Every time he exerted force, it would bring heartbreaking pain, but his eyes were still so firm.
So persistent.
There is another sword. As long as he takes this sword, Gu Fenghua and others can save their lives. How could he give up like this?