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Chapter 277 Kill the Crown Prince, Slay Xie Bao
The Qingyuan Token is the only remaining treasure in the inner palace of the Heavenly Palace.

It is of great value.

Although Liu Sheng did not know this, he only needed the Fire Crow Taoist in front of him to know.

He has plenty of ways to get the truth out of them.

"Can you spare my life?"

Fire Crow Daoist remained silent for a moment, then reached out and pushed the halberd head, finding it unmoving. His heart sank, and he quickly said:
"I am now the heir apparent of the Prince of Jin's mansion. If I die in the ruins, all of you who are alive will surely be hunted down by the Prince of Jin's mansion!"

"I understand, you're reminding me... to nip it in the bud."

Liu Sheng nodded, his face showing agreement, then changed the subject with a light laugh:
"You've been possessing a body for over ten years. The Prince of Jin's mansion is full of talented and extraordinary people. How could you not have noticed?"

"...I brought a resurrection talisman with me at the time, which perfectly merged with the body of the Prince of Jin's heir, not to mention..."

Fire Crow Taoist paused, then smiled faintly, his words carrying a hidden meaning:
"Perhaps, for the King of Jin, he would rather have a 'son' who knows the inside story of the ruins and can help him achieve great things than his own son who is of average talent."

This means that the Prince of Jin discovered that he was not the "original" one, but he did not mind and even tolerated him walking in the world as the crown prince.

A ruthless and powerful figure!

Those who dare to covet the fate of the nation are indeed emotionless political creatures.

They'll do anything as long as they're given enough benefits.

Even if it means desecrating the corpse of one's own child!

Liu Sheng's eyes flickered a few times before he finally sheathed his halberd.
"It seems I cannot kill you, but..."

"what?"

Just as Fire Crow Taoist breathed a sigh of relief, he suddenly tensed up again.

"I'll kill you."

A sinister and fierce voice rang in his ears, and a bloody shadow suddenly flashed past.

The cold wind was like a knife, melting flesh and corroding bones.

In the blink of an eye, Fire Crow Taoist turned to ashes, skin and bones alike.

The one who made the move was the incarnation of the Golden-Eyed Blood Leopard.

The next moment, the ghostly figure gradually solidified, transforming into the appearance of the Prince of Jin's heir.

Liu Sheng didn't have time to ask any questions, so he took away the newly formed cougar and the Blood Leopard incarnation.

The whole process was swift and swift, happening almost in the blink of an eye.

Moreover, Liu Sheng had intentionally knocked it away, causing it to land behind a jade pillar at the edge, thus blocking its view.

The others in the hall and the demons did not notice anything amiss.

Now that the objective has been achieved, all that remains is to deal with Xie Bao and the others, and this mission will be complete.

After leaving the ruins, one must seclude oneself for a period of time to fully digest the immense gains from this trip.

Having mastered the first volume of the Eight-Nine Mysterious Arts, and using it to suppress all other skills he had practiced, his blood boiled in his dantian, thus forging the foundation of his Dao.

Then, from this ghost, they gleaned various information about the Qingyuan Cave ruins, especially the purpose of the Qingyuan Token.

As for what happens next, we'll see how things go and discuss it then.

Actually, all I want is a simple, ordinary life: a few hundred acres of land, a courtyard, two or three wives, and five or six children...

What's so good about fighting and killing all the time?

pity……

The world doesn't want people to live!
Liu Sheng roused himself and looked around. He saw that Dugu Ba and Black Wind King were fighting fiercely, their blood boiling and their every move almost desperate.

Dugu Ba, in particular, used a burst-type supernatural technique out of concern for the Prince of Jin, which boosted his combat power by several times, leaving the Black Wind King in a rather sorry state.

However, after undergoing a complete cleansing and purification of his body, and thoroughly eliminating the demonic thoughts within his robe, Black Wind King's strength was quite terrifying. Although he was slightly at a disadvantage, he did not show any signs of defeat.

With the help of the Yangzhi Ganlu (a type of sweet dew), Du Bingyan's strength improved greatly, and her Shuiyue Sword Technique became superb, causing Xie Bao to retreat in defeat.

This guy was clad in precious armor and practiced the Vajra Subduing Demon Blade from Baoxiang Temple, known for its immense strength and possessing the characteristics of external force, making him tough and thick-skinned.

Although he looked battered and bruised, he was still lively and energetic. As the imperial general in charge of subduing demons, he possessed many treasures and managed to maintain the situation for a time.

In contrast, Liu Sheng found the fight between his master Wu Song and the mysterious swordsman surnamed Yang somewhat incomprehensible. The two stood three zhang apart, each holding a weapon, yet remained motionless, merely staring at each other from a distance—a very strange sight.

Several feet around the two, inexplicable ghostly wails and wolf howls rang out, swords clashed and whips whistled, and the resulting strong winds howled loudly, as if invisible swords and whips were clashing, creating a huge and terrifying scene.

Liu Sheng couldn't understand it, but he was deeply shocked. Since he couldn't see clearly, he decided not to get involved for the time being.

So he leaped forward, and in a few bounds, he arrived behind Xie Bao and threw a punch.

Since he's the weakest, of course we'll pick the softest one to squeeze!

"Liu Sheng, you attacked from behind, outnumbering the enemy. What kind of hero are you?"

Xie Bao's expression changed drastically. He lowered his body, rolling like a donkey, to avoid a punch from behind, and cursed loudly.

"I never claimed to be a hero!"

Liu Sheng sneered, took a step forward, his muscles and bones clashing as if metal were striking metal, his blood and qi surging, emitting a roaring sound like surging rivers.

His skin and flesh bulged, his tendons throbbed, his internal organs glowed, he exhaled white breath, and his head emitted plumes of vital energy.

Like a demonic ape, it possessed immense strength and unparalleled fighting spirit; when it struck down with its palm, the force was like splitting a mountain.

This time, he used his full strength, his palms emitting radiant light, one white and one black, like a black and white millstone, covering an area of ​​several feet and blocking all of Xie Bao's room to maneuver.

It was like catching a turtle in a jar.

"You really think I'm afraid of you!"

Seeing this, Xie Bao was so angry that he laughed. He threw away his weapon, clasped his hands together, squatted down suddenly, his muscles undulating like waves, and his internal energy exploded.

In an instant, his whole body radiated Buddha's light, as if a Buddha descended to earth, and halos of light appeared behind his head.

He roared like an elephant, his arms swelling like pillars, crushing the air and forming white rings of energy, which met Liu Sheng's right palm as it pressed down.

Baoxiang Temple's ultimate martial art, the White Elephant Revolving Fist!
It was truly fierce and powerful, with an awe-inspiring presence.

pity……

He ran into Liu Sheng.

Talent, the power to uproot mountains!
Talent, indestructible!
Talent, on the spot!
Talent, Great Ape King!

With all sorts of forms appearing on his body and his body overflowing with blessings, Liu Sheng no longer concealed himself.

All past grudges and disputes were resolved in this one blow.

"Pfft~"

The moment fists and palms collided, a barely audible sound was produced. The originally terrifying momentum instantly subsided.

The air seemed to freeze.

Xie Bao's eyes were bloodshot, his face flushed red and then turned pale, then red again, glaring angrily at Liu Sheng, as if he had a thousand words to say, but in the end...

"Oh!"

Like fireworks exploding, it turned into a cloud of blood mist.

The dignified General Who Subdues Demons and Manifests Saints of the Four Extremes, and was bestowed the title of Third-Class Earl of Qingjiang, died a violent death on the spot, and his body was not even intact.

But his head was strangely intact, rolling forward like a ball until—

Between Wu Song and the mysterious swordsman surnamed Yang.

"Qiang!"

The next moment, the dagger and the copper whip collided violently, sparks flew, air surged, and visible aftershocks radiated in all directions.

The shock shook the entire hall violently, causing many stone statues in the niches on the four walls to fall down, their light scattering and dissipating.

Liu Sheng looked up and saw two figures clashing and intersecting in the center of the inner hall.

In the blink of an eye, they exchanged hundreds or even thousands of blows at an incredible speed, dazzling the onlookers.

After nine clashes of sword and whip, they were both sent flying back, landing face to face, with no clear victor.

Wu Song, holding a sword in one hand and Xie Bao's head in the other, stared at the mysterious swordsman and suddenly sneered:
"Song Yingtian, don't you want Xie Bao's head anymore?"

(End of this chapter)