Sword drawn from the constellations, poison as its edge.

Chapter 82 defection
Zuo Zimu was still hesitating when Xin Shuangqing acted quickly, tearing the rag out of Duan Yu's mouth.

Duan Yu immediately shouted, "We are willing to be friends with you all. I am Duan Yu, the heir of the Prince of Zhennan, and my words are the words of the Duan family!"

"The Prince of Zhennan, oh dear, isn't he the young prince!"

The Wuliang Sword Clan was greatly shocked. Although people in the martial arts world pride themselves on looking down on kings and nobles and being arrogant towards officials, how many of them can truly be so arrogant in front of kings and nobles?

At least the Wuliang Swordsmen couldn't do that; they all quickly clasped their hands in greeting: "Young Prince, you've been frightened!" "Young Prince, please forgive us!"

Some even had their knees bent, ready to kneel down at any moment.

Duan Yu, being truly kind, quickly said, "No need for such formalities, no need for such formalities. As the saying goes, ignorance is no excuse..."

Before he could finish speaking, four sharp slaps rang out as Xin Shuangqing slapped Zuo Zimu four times across the face, glaring at him and saying, "You old bastard, you dared to hit Prince Duan last time, aren't you going to pay me back double?"

Zuo Zimu was both shocked and furious. He was furious because Xin Shuangqing had been at a disadvantage against him for many years, but today he actually beat him in public!
What's shocking is that he did indeed slap Duan Yu twice. If the Western Sect takes this opportunity to curry favor with the Duan family, how will the Eastern Sect establish itself in the future?
He lived up to his reputation as a sect leader; after a moment of stunned silence, he suddenly struck, slapping himself four times across the face, and said with a wry smile, "Young Prince, your status is too high; how can double the repayment be enough?"

The Four Evils came to Dali this time precisely to make things difficult for the Duan family. When Duan Yu introduced himself, Ye Erniang was initially surprised but then delighted, exclaiming, "You're Duan Zhengchun's dog son? Good, good, I've got you without any effort!"

After saying this, he made a move to pounce, and there was a loud clanging sound as more than a dozen Wuliang Swordsmen simultaneously drew their swords and protected Duan Yu and Zhong Ling behind them.

Zuo Zimu's cheeks were swollen, but he glared angrily, feigning loyalty and bravery, and shouted, "Everyone, even if it costs you your lives, you must protect the young prince!"

He didn't face Ye Erniang when he spoke, but turned half his face to the side, as if afraid that Duan Yu wouldn't see his loyal and righteous expression.

Duan Yu, being honest, was indeed moved and clasped his hands in a fist and said, "Sect Leader Zuo, I never expected you to be so chivalrous. I misunderstood you before."

Xin Shuangqing gave Zuo Zimu a disapproving look and said softly, "Young Prince, the Four Evils are not easy to deal with. Do you have any tokens? I will send someone with them to the Prince's Palace to ask for help."

Duan Yu nodded repeatedly, reached out and pulled a piece of jade from his hat, holding it out in his hand, saying, "Sect Leader Xin is very thoughtful. Everyone in the Zhennan Prince's Mansion recognizes this piece of jade, so take it."

Xin Shuangqing's question was both meant to intimidate Ye Erniang and to test her. Although she saw that Duan Yu was extraordinary and not like an ordinary person, she did not dare to believe him completely.

Seeing Duan Yu's unwavering determination, and noticing the flawless, clear green jade, he thought to himself, "If it weren't for royalty, how could an ordinary person ever see such a fine Wenshan emerald?"
He immediately believed it without a doubt and whispered, "Guangpei, take this jade from the young prince, ride a fast horse to Dali to see the Prince of Zhennan, tell him about the situation here, and ask him to come to our aid immediately."

A female disciple from the Western Sect replied, "Yes!"

Sheathed her sword, took the emerald, and lightly touched Duan Yu's palm with her fingers, seemingly intentionally.

Duan Yu felt the softness of her fingertips and a tickle in his palm. Following her gaze, he saw that the female disciple was of medium height, with a head of beautiful black hair, and an oval face that seemed both angry and happy. She was quite pretty, although there were a few small white pockmarks on her left cheek, which added to her charm.

Duan Yu quickly replied, "Thank you for your trouble, sister."

The female disciple smiled and said, "It's just a short journey, nothing much. I'm afraid your Zhennan Prince's Mansion is of high status and looks down on a woman from the martial world like me."

Duan Yu, unsuspecting, waved his hand and said, "Absolutely not. My Duan family also comes from the martial arts world. How could we look down on our friends? Sister, please rest assured."

Zuo Zimu thought to himself that this was an opportunity to show off and curry favor with the Prince of Zhennan, so how could he let Xizong have all the credit? He immediately said, "Guanghao, you go too. You must protect your junior sister. If you really can't protect her, you must also protect the little prince's token!" Jiang Mingzhe frowned slightly. These two had a role at the beginning of the original story. Although they were minor characters, he still remembered them. The man was called Gan Guanghao, and the woman was called Ge Guangpei.

I remember when the Shennong Gang attacked, the two of them took the opportunity to elope. They met Duan Yu in the back mountain and wanted to kill him to silence him, which caused Duan Yu to fall off a cliff. Later, they met again on the road and wanted to silence him again, but he was killed by Mu Wanqing.

It seems that without Zhong Ling and Duan Yu interfering this time, the Shennong Gang directly attacked Jianhu Palace, and the two of them had no chance to escape. But now they have been sent to ask for help, isn't this the perfect opportunity to elope?

Just as he was wondering whether to suggest changing the messenger, he heard Gan Guanghao say fiercely, "Come on, are you so attracted to her good looks that you can't take your eyes off her?"

Ge Guangpei blushed and said angrily, "What nonsense are you talking about? Aren't you afraid of being blamed by the young prince?"

Jiang Mingzhe chuckled, thinking to himself that Ge Guangpei had set his sights on a better prospect and was about to change his mind. No wonder he was making such frivolous remarks about the noble family's high social standing.

He thought that if the two of them became an ill-fated couple, they might cause trouble on the way. Just as he was about to ask Zuo and Xin to send a different messenger, he suddenly heard Ye Erniang shout, "Want to leave? None of you will escape today!"

After saying that, he took out an iron whistle from his belt, brought it to his lips and blew it, producing a series of shrill, piercing whistles that carried far away.

Xin Shuangqing shouted, "Not good! She's about to summon two great evils! Hero Long, let's join forces and kill these two evils first!"

Gan Guanghao and Ge Guangpei's expressions changed simultaneously. They exchanged a glance and immediately climbed down the mountain.

Ye Erniang drew her long, sharp knife with a whoosh and was about to stop him when Xin Shuangqing shouted, "Attack together!" More than ten long swords shot out at Ye Erniang from three sides.

Jiang Mingzhe didn't dare to be negligent. He looked at the Crocodile God of the South Sea and thought to himself: The Hanging Cloud Sword Technique is extremely profound, but although I have figured out the key points, I am only really familiar with those few swords just now. Hmm, I've got it!
As he fanned himself with his sword fan, he drifted around, then suddenly yawned and said with a grin, "Old Yue, if we keep fighting like this, you'll never be able to beat me in your entire life. But if I use swordsmanship, you'll be dead in just a few moves. It's really too boring."

The Crocodile God of the South Sea, his eyes bloodshot, roared, "Bullshit, bullshit! If you've got the guts, then use..."

He wanted to say, "If you're so capable, then use your sword," but remembering Jiang Mingzhe's unpredictable swordsmanship, he lost his nerve and said, "If you're so capable, then let's exchange palm strikes!"

Jiang Mingzhe was delighted and laughed loudly, "I've been letting you have your way so you could join the Four Evils. Now that Ye Erniang won't let me join, I won't let you either. Let's have a palm strike!"

After saying this, he closed his sword and fan, handed them to his right hand, turned around, and stood still a dozen feet away. He raised his left palm to his chest, looking ready to fight.

The Crocodile God of the South Sea was overjoyed that he would abandon his strengths and use his weaknesses. He nodded and said, "Very well, if I lose the palm strike, I am willing to give you the title of one of the Four Evils!"

These words showed that the Crocodile God of the South China Sea was truly going to fight to the death. He casually threw down the crocodile snips, slowly raised his hand, his eyes flashing with ferocity, and approached step by step.

Because his internal energy was circulating too violently, his blood flowed exceptionally turbulently, and the bandaged wound on his left wrist quickly turned red, dripping onto the path he had walked.

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