Xuanxia

Chapter 1001 Serious Injury
"Ning Wuwang, is he leaving?"

In the capital city, countless people looked at the place where Ning Wuwang's sword shadow clone had just exploded, somewhat in a daze.

The shattering sword light left countless sword marks on the ground, each about a foot deep, as well as some fresh bloodstains.

"Yes, he is gone."

Came the voice of Master Baihe.

She pushed through the crowd and walked to the center of the battlefield. She looked up at the sky and said, "Something led him away."

After hearing her words, everyone could finally breathe a sigh of relief.

All of a sudden, many people sat down where they were.

"This is Ning Baimei's son, how can he be so powerful?" Gong Yangxunyan sat down on the ground, the red flowers on his head fell off along with his long hair, and he panted and said, "He's obviously quite good-looking..."

"You were right here, but you didn't make a move."

Master Jingming put away his sword and frowned as he looked at Master Baihe: "Many of us almost died."

She is not exaggerating.

Many of the people who had just besieged Ning Wuwang were seriously injured.

At a glance, two powerful Dongtian Realm warriors from the Xuan League had already begun to receive treatment from their companions, and there were also some martial arts people who had just retreated under the protection of Changsun Jiansu... Although they were not Ning Wuwang's main targets, their realm was too low after all, and the overflowing sword energy alone was enough to kill them.

The battle was over at this time and everyone relaxed. They realized that many people had been injured in vital parts and were half dead. Some people, who had just been carried away by their companions with serious injuries, were now... dead.

"I will tell you the details of the plan later."

Baihe Zhenren said calmly: "It's not that I won't tell you, but the matter is too complicated and unnecessary for you. Just focus on fighting...Junior Sister Jingming, after all these years, don't you still believe me?"

"I believe you."

Master Jingming looked at her deeply and said, "But it is precisely because of this that I know exactly what kind of person you are."

"I am a person who can lead Xuanmeng, lead all of you, and restore peace and prosperity to the world." Master Baihe said with a smile.

Master Jingming said nothing more and turned away.

Others who were not seriously injured came over and saluted Master Baihe.

"Li Jingzhe left in a hurry just now."

She looked at the Cave Heaven Realm experts around her and said in a deep voice, "There should be an important person or something important in the collapsed Mingjian Pavilion. Go and help take a look. Also, send some people to look for the patrol camp and the imperial guards."

"Remember, unless it is necessary and does not involve conflict, find them first."

A group of masters nodded and clasped their fists: "Yes, leader."

Watching them disperse, Master Baihe looked up at the sky again.

After hesitating for a moment, she finally did not chase in the direction Ning Wuwang left, but turned her gaze to another direction.

Not far away, in the alley.

Dong Qianran breathed a sigh of relief, the Xian Sword was finally not unsheathed.

Lan Xiyu was silent for a moment, and whispered: "You are really lucky."

"Maybe so."

Dong Qianran raised her eyes again, and a smile returned to her face: "How about the previous agreement, no changes?"

"..."

A trace of surprise flashed across Lan Xiyu's face: "In this situation, you can capture me at any time if you want, but you still want to make a deal with me?"

"Because I am a gentleman."

Dong Qianran said seriously: "A gentleman's word is as good as his bond."

Lan Xiyu didn't know what she was thinking about, and her expression became complicated.

Compared with Dong Qianran, she is just a little person who is wavering.

When the situation was not favorable to her, she could agree to sell out the aristocratic family for the sake of interests; when Ning Wuwang suddenly rose up and caused the situation to change, she immediately changed her direction, as if she was wavering.

But Dong Qianran...

"No need to do that, you are you." Dong Qianran looked at Lan Xiyu's expression and smiled slightly: "You can go now. If you regret or change your mind, we will find another way to deal with you."

"..."

After a moment's silence, Lan Xiyu bowed to Dong Qianran.

There was no emotion in her gray eyes, and her face did not show any extra expression. She did not say anything, and just left like that.

Lan Xiyu had just left when footsteps were heard behind Dong Qianran.

"She killed my apprentice."

That was Master Baihe. She said coldly, "My best disciple."

Dong Qianran was not surprised by the arrival of the person behind her. She turned around and smiled, "Senior Sister Baihe, wasn't it your idea to cooperate with her?"

"Yes."

Baihe Zhenren said coldly: "Before completely wiping out those old guys, I will destroy Lan Xiyu who has been used up and throw her to them, so that they will know that it was this woman who betrayed them, and let them vent their anger..."

Dong Qianran looked helpless and held her forehead with her hand: "You don't have to tell me these things."

"I want to say it. If I don't say it, I won't be able to control myself... I'm afraid I will kill her now." Master Baihe closed his eyes, his voice as cold as snow in December.

Dong Qianran sighed: "You really like that apprentice."

"Really, I like it very much."

Master Baihe did not open his eyes, and the sadness in his tone was not concealed at all: "Sometimes, I even have the urge to... kill Fu Qingzhou because of this."

"Alas." Dong Qianran sighed: "You know, it's not his fault."

"I know, actually, everything is my fault."

Shirakawa opened his eyes and said, "I wanted too much, and gave her too little."

……

The ruins of Mingjian Pavilion.

A large group of secret agents were digging through the ruins with all their might, and the leader was Li Jingzhe.

But even though he had the ability to see through the sky, he didn't dare to make too big movements, for fear that he might accidentally cause the ruins to collapse again and harm the person buried inside.

Soon, many people from the Xuan League arrived and helped to dig up the ruins. Among them were some masters of magic who began to cast spells.

With their participation, the excavation work suddenly became much easier. The bricks and tiles floated up lightly under the power of talismans and magic, flew to the ground and stacked themselves up.

After a long time, Li Jingzhe, who had the sharpest eyes, suddenly discovered a piece of clothing in the ruins.

"over there!"

He exclaimed and rushed forward.

The people around quickly lent a hand and dug the person out from the rubble.

All the previous secret envoys have been withdrawn, and there is only one person in the entire Mingjian Pavilion, and that is Lord "Lingjiao" who has been very familiar to the secret envoys in the past three years.

But when this man was carried out from the rubble, the emissaries were stunned.

The spirit dragon's mask was no longer on his face, revealing a face that was extremely familiar to the secret agents.

As the sword of the emperor, how could anyone with more experience in Mingjian Pavilion not recognize the young man on the dragon throne?

"Forget what you saw!"

Li Jingzhe growled.

All the emissaries lowered their heads.

No one in the Xuan League recognized Zhao Yuan, but they could tell that the atmosphere was wrong.

When Zhao Yuan was carried out, he was already unconscious and was seriously injured. There was no way to simply use a few words to describe where he was injured. In fact, there was almost no healthy part of his body. His limbs were twisted, his chest was collapsed, and thick blood was constantly gushing out of his seven orifices.

Only in that hand was the scabbard of the king's sword still held.

(End of this chapter)