above the galaxy

Chapter 593 Kill!

"You vulgar person, you are not worthy to call me by my name," Xie Pianxian said with a look of disgust.

"." Zhao Wuji.

How am I being vulgar?
Compared to you, pretty boy, aren't you just a bit bigger and uglier?
What's so good about being effeminate?

The Extreme Cold Sword soared into the sky, and three madmen—Tuoba Zhiyin and Xie Pianxian from Wuyou Palace—arrived with their three swords, three blades, and three swords.

Including myself and four others
Tang Fei's own strength is unfathomable. It is said that he broke through the mountain gate and advanced to the Grandmaster realm even earlier than Shen Xinglan, the pride of the empire.

And those black-clad youths who seemed to possess considerable strength...
If Zhao Wuji still doesn't understand what they mean, then he is unworthy of being the leader of the Overlord Blade Sect.

Just as Tang Fei had said before, they were coming for him, and for the Overlord Blade Sect.

The mantis catches the cicada, and the oriole is behind.

One second they thought they were the oriole, but now they realize that the mantis trying to swallow them whole is the real oriole.

Are you playing with transformations?

"It seems you're not planning to let us go back tonight?" Zhao Wuji's gaze fell on Tang Fei's face, and he said in a harsh voice.

That kid's ruthless. He clearly needs Qin Luo, but he's using him as bait instead.
He wanted to save people, but he also wanted to kill them.

They really want it all, they're so greedy.

"Isn't this exactly what Sect Leader Zhao wants to do to us?" Tang Fei said with a mocking smile.

Humans are truly strange creatures; you inflict all sorts of harm on others and still think it's perfectly justified.

However, if someone resists even slightly, your fragile ego can't take it.
Why did you hurt me?
Can you please not kill me?
I bother!

Chang Zhengxin was Shen Wuxiang's chief secretary and knew the situation of these cultivators very well.

After all, those standing before him were all regicides.

He was among the top ten on the Empire's wanted list.
Each head is worth 100 million Galaxy Coins.

Tang Fei topped the list, with a value of 3.6 billion Galaxy Coins.

If Tang Fei hadn't led these assassins from Wuyou Palace into Phoenix Palace back then, their military minister wouldn't have had the opportunity to seize power by using Zhong Tianque as a hostage.

What was originally a meticulously planned ambush turned into a desperate counter-breakout situation where life and death were uncertain.
He felt a chill on his neck, and a sense of unease washed over him, as if his head was about to be severed.

The more this happened, the angrier he became, and he shouted:
"A bunch of reckless fools who think they can wipe out an entire mountain and family with just a few people? What a ridiculous joke."

"This is Phoenix City territory. I've already contacted the Imperial Guards beforehand; they'll be here soon."

"I'd like to see how you manage to break through and escape. This Moon Gazing Island will be your burial ground."

The words were very harsh.

Moreover, it is based on sound reasoning and evidence.

At this point, it seems that the Tang bandits have a slight advantage, but don't forget that they are all shady characters.

Once the elite troops guarding the capital arrive to rescue them, they will be instantly trapped in a deadly situation.

Tang Fei understood this principle, turned to look at Ling Yunxiao beside him, and said, "Keep Dr. Qin safe."

"Rest assured, my lord, as long as I am alive, no one will be able to harm a single hair on Dr. Qin's head." Ling Yunxiao knew Tang Fei's true objective in infiltrating the capital and also knew the significance of Dr. Qin to the old man, so he made a solemn pledge without hesitation.

“We’re here too, we’re here too.” Zhang Pan quickly asserted his presence.

Just kidding. Swords have no eyes. If there are no experts to protect them, they will all become cannon fodder once the two sides are in a bloody fight.

Ling Yunxiao glanced at Zhang Pan and said, "I'll handle it."

Yeah, it was just a perfunctory response.

The assistant, however, suddenly became unusually clever and called out, "I am Dr. Qin's assistant, and I am willing to go with him to treat patients."

Want to be protected without giving anything in return? No way.

Therefore, he resolutely chose to go on house calls with Dr. Qin.

This means she has tied her life and fortune to Dr. Qin Luo.

If Qin Luo lives, he can live too.

When Qin Luo died, he died with her.

“They’re with me.” Qin Luo was also worried that something might happen to Zhang Pan and his assistant.

As the director of the Imperial Maritime Hospital, Zhang Pan, despite his strong "ambition" and fondness for dealing with powerful and influential families, was of good character and took good care of his junior brother.

Needless to say, the assistant had been learning from him for years, serving him water and carrying his bags with utmost care; the two were practically master and apprentice.
"Let's watch together," Tang Fei said.

Since Dr. Qin Luo had spoken, he had no choice but to give him face.

After all, they would need his help to save the old man later.

"Yes, my lord," Ling Yunxiao replied in a deep voice.

Although he thought no one would touch these two burdens, what if they did?
Dr. Qin Luo is naturally the primary target; while protecting Dr. Qin, let's also protect them as well.
After explaining this important matter, Tang Fei drew the Yin Shi sword from his waist and shouted, "Kill!"

Before he finished speaking, his body transformed into a black shadow and pounced on Zhao Wuji.

Tuoba Zhiyin and Xie Pianxian were also prepared, and pounced on the fat monk and the thin Maitreya from the left and right respectively.

When the skinny Maitreya saw the beautiful and charming Xie Pianxian, his appetite was whetted and his eyes gleamed with lust.

When Fat Monk saw the look in his old flame's eyes, his expression changed drastically. He brandished his heavy bronze ring knife and shouted angrily, "I'll go and kill this little bitch first."

Yeah, I see everything as gay through a BL lens.

She's a slut herself, and she thinks others are even more slutty.
The fat monk spoke in a very loud and undisguised voice, which greatly angered Xie Pianxian, who had just swung her sword at him.

Although he was beautiful and delicate, with a personality that was very manly.
Who do these two bastards think they are?
"The damn thing."

Xie Pianxian's voice was icy, so her longsword contained wisps of continuous killing intent. Her swordsmanship was as fluid as water, capable of cutting through flowing water.

This is a perfect example of overcoming strength with gentleness.

Xie Pianxian's long, narrow bone knife shattered the three-zhang-long gale surrounding the fat monk, and the dark ghost fire on the blade emitted a mournful hiss.

On the opposite fat monk's bare, snow-white chest, dragon and tiger marks appeared. His bronze ring-blade ignited with crimson flames that rose three hundred feet high. When they clashed head-on, it actually cleaved the hissing sound of the Netherfire in two.

As its name suggests, the members of the Overlord Blade Sect practice a sword technique that is extremely yang and powerful.

The first sword missed, and the second sword went straight for the fat monk's brow.

You can't cut water with a knife; the water just keeps flowing, and the attack continues unabated.

Xie Pianxian's bone knife seemed to be alive, completely enveloping the fat monk and striking him precisely from all directions.

Like a shadow, like a maggot clinging to the bone.

Fat Monk's swordsmanship was wide and sweeping, wielding the bronze ring knife with great force, making it impenetrable.

One side is extremely strong, the other extremely gentle.

Is it that strength can overcome softness, or that softness can overcome strength?

The thin Maitreya was worried that his old lover would suffer a loss, and he was also worried that the fat monk would kill Xie Pianxian with a knife, as she was the most beautiful woman he had ever seen in his life.

A glint of light flashed in his sinister triangular eyes as he brandished his horse-slaying saber and said, "Brother, I'll help you."

As he spoke, he leaped into the air, wielding his broadsword, and flew above Xie Pianxian's head. The long sword shone with dazzling light, and then he slashed down from above.

"Impossible."

Tuoba Zhiyin had been keeping an eye on the thin Maitreya Buddha. When he saw that the Buddha was trying to attack Xie Pianxian from both sides, he was not going to let him have his way.
Her slender fingers gently stroked the zither in her arms.

Buzz buzz.
Countless sound waves, like a giant net, enveloped the figure of the thin Maitreya.

The thin Maitreya knew that the Palace Master of Worry-Free Palace's sonic attack could kill without leaving a trace, so how could he dare to easily accept it?
With a series of thirteen unparalleled sword strikes from his saber, he finally shattered the large net of musical notes.

Tuoba Zhiyin's azure figure hovered in mid-air, dreamlike and ethereal, like a goddess descending to earth.

She frequently plucked the strings of her zither around the thin Maitreya statue, sometimes plucking them in a circular motion, sometimes strumming them in a series of rapid strums.

The music is majestic, powerful, and unstoppable.

The famous guzheng piece "Ambush from Ten Sides"!
Set against the backdrop of the Chu-Han Contention, this story depicts the entire Battle of Gaixia, including preparations before the expedition, fierce battles on the battlefield, and Xiang Yu's suicide after his defeat, making every listener feel as if they are in that magnificent historical scene.

Of course, at this time, the only audience member was the thin Maitreya.

The melody transforms into a ghostly talisman, like pearls of all sizes falling onto a jade plate.

The cries were deadly, tormenting the thin Maitreya Buddha to the point of near death.

Interference from the sound waves made him feel dizzy, his blood surging, his face flushed, and countless inappropriate images flashed through his mind.

This is inducing and releasing the desires in your heart.

The more desires you have, the harder it is to achieve inner peace.

Only those who are pure and untainted can be unaffected and harmed by this sound wave.

The skinny Maitreya had never fought such a frustrating battle. He couldn't even touch or get a hold of the enemy, and his swordsmanship and sword energy always showed various problems and flaws.

You clearly intended to cut off the arm, but the blade slid towards the chest instead.
The posture is very incorrect.

Getting close to Tuoba Zhiyin is an extremely difficult thing, let alone causing him harm.

Suddenly, a sonic wave struck the skinny monk in the chest, sending him flying.

His body swayed precariously, and he vomited a large amount of blood.

Take advantage of their weakness to kill them.

Tuoba Zhiyin's body flew over quickly, the guzheng in his arms hanging in mid-air.

Tuoba Zhiyin extended five fingers and gently swept them. A string on the zither detached and transformed into a sharp arrow, piercing towards the thin Maitreya's chest with lightning speed.

With her five fingers strumming the strings, one after another flew off the strings.

Like flying silk, like a hidden arrow.

Every string of the instrument was aimed at the thin Maitreya's vital point.

"The opportunity has come."

The thin Maitreya Buddha's eyes shone with an eerie red light, making him look like a wild beast ready to devour its prey.

Instead of retreating, he advanced, wielding his saber like a dragon, knocking away the deadly strings one by one.

Because Tuoba Zhiyin wanted to kill someone at close range, the two quickly moved closer together.

The thin Maitreya suddenly flung the rosary around his neck, which exploded into a hundred skull fragments. His horse-slaying sword, carrying the karmic fire of the red lotus, aimed straight for Tuoba Zhiyin's throat.

He wanted to chop off that vile woman's head.

Women are no fun at all, men are much better.
Tuoba Zhiyin never expected that the thin Maitreya had a hidden killing move. He saw hundreds of skulls rushing towards him, as well as blades burning with red flames.
Tuoba Zhiyin's abdomen swelled rapidly, as if she were ten months pregnant.

Its cheeks also turned into balloons, just like a cute bubble fish.

Suddenly, he opened his mouth wide towards the thin Maitreya Buddha, and the veil on his face was blown off.

"Roar!"

In an instant, a lion's roar that resonated with heaven and earth exploded, and the sound waves transformed into a tangible golden lion phantom that pounced on the enemy, causing cracks to erupt from several skulls at the same time.

boom!
The thin Maitreya's body flew out once again.

(End of this chapter)