Xuanxia

Chapter 993 The dog jumps over the wall in a hurry

Suddenly, a loud shout was heard outside the prison gate.

"The Sword Academy is here, please stop fighting!"

Along came a tall and majestic figure—Ling Haojie descended from the sky, roaring like thunder!
He landed heavily behind the patrol camp and the imperial guards, followed closely by several people, who were the two teachers from the academy, Yang Ling and Ping Xiaoyan. Not only that, there were also Changsun Jiansu and Gongyang Xunyan!
This is the agreement between Qiluo Palace and Zhangjian Academy.

The Sword Academy went to Beimo and helped the Qiluo Palace resolve Huoyal's hidden danger. Then the Qiluo Palace... naturally had to help the Sword Academy resolve the civil unrest in Yan State.

After Ling Haojie's shout, Changsun Jiansu's piano music sounded immediately. The gentle piano sound like a clear spring filled the night. Everyone on the battlefield put down their swords and guns involuntarily, and even the wronged souls and ghosts around the ghost cultivators dissipated involuntarily.

Suddenly, there were five more Cave Heaven Realm masters, and the situation changed drastically again!

"Sword Academy..."

In the dark street not far away, Lan Xiyu clenched the sword of wisdom in her hand and slowly turned over.

She couldn't see, but she could hear that the person who appeared behind her was Dong Qianran.

"You guys moved very quickly, but we finally made it back."

Dong Qianran held the Xian Sword and spoke softly.

Lan Xiyu pursed her lips, slowly raised the sword of wisdom and pointed it at Dong Qianran.

"You are a smart person, you should know that this is useless."

Dong Qianran still held the sword and whispered, "Now that we are back, Master Baihe will not attack again... Your desperate efforts will be meaningless."

Lan Xiyu: “…”

"Think about it carefully."

Dong Qianran said calmly: "Master of the Wise Sword should be the most outstanding person in the world. You can die, but you should not die for the greed of some people."

"You want to persuade me to change sides?" Lan Xiyu laughed instead of getting angry, her tone full of disbelief: "Based on what I have done, even if you win, will you let me go?"

"If you are a fool, I won't say anything more to you." Dong Qianran smiled slightly: "But smart people...will have their own considerations and deliberations."

As she spoke, she moved sideways to make way.

"You can choose to continue to the battlefield."

Dong Qianran said leisurely: "My three teachers from the Palm Sword Academy and two masters from the Qiluo Palace are all waiting for you... If you have the ability to deal with them, you may be able to lure Master Baihe here."

"Or, you can turn around and leave now, and I won't stop you."

"Of course, you have a third choice."

Dong Qianran stared at Lan Xiyu's blind eyes with a sharp gaze: "You will certainly not be forgiven for your crime, but you have a chance to earn a way out for yourself. This depends on your ability."

Lan Xiyu... was silent.

Her breathing gradually calmed down, and the sword of wisdom that was held upright was slowly put down.

At the same time, a large number of hurried footsteps were heard on another street across a row of houses!
"Mingjian Pavilion has arrived!"

That was Li Jingzhe's voice: "Everyone, put down your weapons!"

Lan Xiyu's pupils shrank.

She knew very well who was going to Mingjian Pavilion to stop them, and she also knew very well that, logically speaking, that person should have taken action after Master Baihe showed up. Only after that would Mingjian Pavilion have a chance to appear...

But now, everything has changed.

"I understand."

Lan Xiyu exhaled: "What do you need me to do?"

Dong Qianran smiled slightly: "You are a smart person, what do you think?"

"...I will provide evidence of the crimes of the aristocratic family." Lan Xiyu finally put down the sword of wisdom and said calmly: "But there are some things I will not hand over...That is the basis for my survival."

Dong Qianran smiled again: "You decide for yourself."

... "To sum up, you have already lost."

As Zhao Yuan spoke, he placed a black piece on the chessboard.

Ning Wuwang stroked the white piece in his hand with a serious expression.

The oil lamp beside the chess table flickered and crackled.

"The northern barbarians have been subdued, the frontier army is advancing westward, the Xuanmeng has entered the capital, and the academy has returned quickly."

Ning Wuwang said softly: "At the same time, Fu Qingzhou also came back, and brought my sister's rebel army all the way here, and they will be able to surround the capital in a few days... It seems that there is really no way out."

"Yes."

Zhao Yuan smiled and said, "In fact, from the moment the Northern Barbarians surrendered, you have already lost - Brother Ning, it's your turn."

Ning Wuwang was not in a hurry to make a move.

Instead, he held the white piece in his palm, raised his head and looked directly at Zhao Yuan, and asked slowly: "In your opinion, what will be the consequences of the aristocratic family's defeat in the capital today?"

"Hmm... That's a good question."

Zhao Yuan answered seriously: "Yan Guo will be in even greater chaos. After the last face is torn, there will naturally be winners and losers. Either you fight your way into the capital, or we fight our way to the emperor's uncle. Otherwise, it will not end."

"Yes."

Ning Wuwang smiled softly: "But now, I am already in the capital."

As he said this, he placed the white piece on the chessboard: "Your Majesty, your chess skills are still as bad as ever."

Zhao Yuan frowned and looked down - his chess path was instantly cut off by the white piece. His originally promising trend was shattered in the blink of an eye!

Once this piece is placed, Black's defeat is obvious.

"Of course I know the scabbard of the King's Sword."

Ning Wuwang said calmly: "Fu Qingzhou has used it to accomplish many great things before - but Your Majesty, do you really think that you can compete with me with just a scabbard?"

"You want to kill me? Capture me?"

Zhao Yuan laughed: "I haven't shown up for three years. The court is still the same. It's just a matter of changing the emperor."

"Yes." Ning Wuwang said, slowly stood up and bowed to Zhao Yuan.

Zhao Yuan frowned slightly.

"I will not kill your Majesty, nor will I capture your Majesty - if you are gone, it will be meaningless for them to replace the emperor."

Ning Wuwang smiled and said, "Keeping you here will actually be a problem for them, like now..."

Halfway through his words, he suddenly pulled out his fan and waved it violently!
Zhao Yuan's pupils shrank dramatically, and he quickly picked up the scabbard of the King Sword and held it horizontally in front of him!
The next moment, an extremely violent gale blew out in all directions with Ning Wuwang as the center!
At the same time, huge symbols suddenly lit up in many places in the building - that was of course the protective formation of Mingjian Pavilion.

Mingjian Pavilion has its own formation for protection, and it had been adjusted after the civil strife in the capital. But Ning Wuwang was once the owner of Paishu Tower, and now he has been promoted to Xuanxing. With his erudition and skills, and after having stayed in Mingjian Pavilion for such a long time, how could he not see the key to this new protective formation?
The violent gale was like an invisible ferocious beast, madly tearing every inch of space inside the Mingjian Pavilion Tower. Under the impact of this force, the light of the protective array flickered violently at first, emitting a dazzling light, as if making its last struggle. Then, the light of the protective array began to dim at a speed visible to the naked eye, accompanied by a "crackling" sound, as if countless tiny glass shattered in an instant.

Ning Wuwang's aura continued to rise, his clothes rustled in the strong wind, and his eyes flashed with a chilling light. As the strong wind continued to rage, the bricks and stones inside the Mingjian Tower began to loosen. First, a slight "rustling" sound came from the cracks in the corners of the wall and the ceiling, and fine dust spread like smoke.

Zhao Yuan still held the scabbard in front of him. The strong wind tore his clothes apart. His eyes were full of shock: "You..."

"Since we are going to lose, we are the losers."

Ning Wuwang smiled and said, "When a dog is desperate, it will definitely jump over the wall."

In an instant, the power of the strong wind became stronger again!
Zhao Yuan groaned, unable to hold on any longer, and was knocked backwards.

Bang!Bang!Bang!Bang!
A series of explosions rang out; that was the sound of the protective talisman being shattered!
There was a loud "bang" and the pillars collapsed one after another. The huge impact force caused the entire building to shake violently!

Then, there was a scene of chaos and destruction.

The beam broke, carrying large pieces of bricks and stones towards the rooms and passages below, smashing through layer after layer of floor slabs. The stairs collapsed while shaking, and countless stones rolled down, forming a rock flow. The tables, chairs, and bookshelves in the room were smashed to pieces, and papers were flying all over the sky, like countless white butterflies doing their last dance in this doomsday scene.

The entire building of Mingjian Pavilion collapsed.

(End of this chapter)