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"Now, he has become decisive and sharp in his sword strikes, and his eyes are unwavering. He has the demeanor of a hero."

Hearing these words of mockery and praise, Linghu Chong's expression remained unchanged. He said calmly, "Your Majesty, your praise is unmerited. If Your Majesty had not humiliated me that day, I would not have awakened so quickly and realized what it means to be a hero."

"Speaking of which, Linghu Chong should thank the Emperor for the humiliation he suffered that day."

Upon hearing this, Zhu Moye raised the corner of his mouth, and asked with a wicked smile, "Is this how you repay your benefactor?"

"Do you know that attacking the emperor is a grave crime that will lead to the confiscation of property and extermination of the entire clan?"

Linghu Chong smiled and said with relief, "In this respect, I have learned from the Emperor. Even if I know it is wrong, I will do it regardless of my own risk in order to protect the one I love."

"Wearing a sword in the martial arts world, following one's heart and doing one's best to help the common people, one is a hero."

"Your Majesty, aren't you just such a person?"

Upon hearing this, Zhu Moye was stunned for a moment, then he threw his head back and laughed: "Well said, your stupid head has finally opened up."

As soon as the words fell, Zhu Moye restrained his smile, his eyes were stern, and he said:

"However, no matter how good your words are, they will be useless if you can't stop me."

"Kill without mercy!"

Chapter 181 Nine Swords vs. Broken Plum

The sudden murderous aura came right at his face, and he was stared at by eyes that were like those of a wild beast, ready to devour anyone.

Linghu Chong felt his brain buzzing and suddenly became a little slow.

Even my breathing stopped.

"What a terrible pressure!"

Linghu Chong came back to his senses in an instant, his heart trembling. When masters fight, life and death are decided in an instant.

If they had already started fighting just now and were caught off guard by this power, that moment of daze would be enough to cost them their lives.

Facing such a terrifying enemy, Linghu Chong dared not slack off at all. He frowned and looked at Zhu Moye intently, ready to take action at any time.

"Brother Chong, don't. You can't beat him. You have no intention of getting involved in the disputes between the martial arts world. If you run away, he will not care about you."

"Go away and leave me alone!"

When Ren Yingying saw Linghu Chong arguing with Zhu Moye for her, she seemed ready to fight to the death and sacrifice her life.

She was moved but also extremely anxious. After experiencing Zhu Moye's power firsthand, she realized that this guy was simply a god of war.

He didn't even use much strength just now. With just a slight pull of his fingers, her body shot out like a cannonball and directly in front of him.

With just a flick of his finger, he could toy with her, a master at the peak of the acquired realm, as easily as clapping his hands. He even almost tore off her right arm that was holding the meteor hammer.

This kind of physical strength is simply horrifying.

Not to mention Zhu Moye's power, which was so deep that it was impossible to tell the depth and was like a bottomless abyss. Just relying on his physical body, no one present could hurt him at all.

If Linghu Chong fought him head-on, it would be like hitting a rock with an egg, which would only lead to his own death.

Hearing Ren Yingying's cries, Linghu Chong frowned, turned his head and said seriously, "If I leave you here alone, how can I, Linghu Chong, have the dignity to linger on in this world?"

"If we have to die, let's die together. To protect the one in my heart, I will never regret it even if I die!"

"Don't mention such absurd things again."

Ren Yingying was slightly stunned when she heard this.

She had known Linghu Chong for less than a month. At first, she only saw that Linghu Chong was a master of swordsmanship, and that he could kill more than a dozen peak-level bandits in an instant.

I had the idea of ​​using him to rescue Ren Woxing.

But in their later interactions, she discovered that Linghu Chong was a free and easy person who hated evil and valued friendship and loyalty.

I couldn't help but have some feelings for him, but it was still far from the stage of discussing marriage.

Ren Yingying never expected that Linghu Chong would be willing to risk his life to protect her, a friend he had only known for less than a month.

Although she was extremely moved and felt a strange emotion in her heart, she couldn't bear to watch him die.

After organizing his words in his mind, he wanted to speak up to dissuade him.

Her lips had just opened, and before any sound came out of her throat, she felt a sharp pain in the back of her head, and her vision went black in an instant, and she passed out.

Zhu Moye retracted his knife and reached out to grab her arm to prevent her from falling. He looked at her with disdain and said impatiently:

"Women are trouble. It's better to knock them out and have peace of mind."

When Linghu Chong saw Zhu Moye suddenly attack Ren Yingying, he was frightened out of his wits and his eyes were bloodshot.

Seeing that Zhu Moye only stopped at that point and knocked her unconscious, she breathed a sigh of relief.

I deeply understand what he said. When a woman starts chattering, her fighting power will be greatly weakened.

Zhu Moye turned his head and called out to Dongfang Bai, "Wife, I'll leave this girl in your care."

Having said that, without waiting for Dongfang Bai's consent, he threw Ren Yingying over.

Dongfang Bai quickly caught Ren Yingying's falling body and glanced at him with a reproachful look.

After seeing that Ren Yingying was settled, Zhu Moye turned his gaze again to look at the more than one hundred innate masters. He saw that they were still meditating and regulating their breathing, trying to recover from their internal injuries.

He had no worries in his heart, and he calmly said to Linghu Chong, "As usual, I'll give you three moves."

At this point, he changed the subject and mocked, "Last time you couldn't even take the second move, I wonder how many moves you can take today."

After saying this, he loosened his fingers, which had been tightly gripping the sword tip, and let Linghu Chong do his thing.

Linghu Chong took a deep breath, knowing how powerful Zhu Moye was, and did not refuse the three-move agreement.

At this moment, he mobilized the internal force in his dantian that was already transforming into innate true qi, and condensed it on the sword body.

The sword edge, which carries a strong internal force, flashes with cold light, like the underworld, giving people a palpitating feeling. The sword body also keeps humming, as if it is a warning of death.

"Final ceremony!"

Suddenly, Linghu Chong opened his eyes sharply, a resolute light flashing in them, and he let out a loud shout.

Before the sound came, the person moved first. In an instant, Linghu Chong seemed to have transformed into thousands of afterimages, countless swords and shadows, cold swords and cold lights, and figures as light as a startled wild goose, forming a whole above the sky, on the ground, and even underground of the entire hall.

Clang!

Countless sword shadows, moving at extremely fast speeds, collided with each other in the blink of an eye, making a deafening sword sound that could make one's seven orifices split.

Immediately afterwards, a dazzling cold light suddenly appeared above the hall, illuminating the dark and gloomy hall as if it were daytime, so bright that it was blinding.

This series of actions happened in a flash, even less than a second.

In just a blink of an eye, Zhu Moye's vision was confused by the series of afterimages, and then a small sun appeared in the sky, shining so brightly that he could hardly open his eyes.

Before he could react, he saw a sword light that could split the sky and split the earth, coming at him at high speed like thunder, aiming directly at his eyebrows.

At the moment when the tip of the sword was about to pierce his forehead, Zhu Moye moved. A finger quietly stretched out, and his nails suddenly flicked on the sword.

clang!

A sound wave like a huge bell echoed in the hall. The sword tip pointing directly at his eyebrows seemed to be swept by a mountain, and its direction was instantly shifted, just passing by his ear.

"Tianshan plum-breaking hand!"

Immediately, his palm wrapped around the sword like a spirit snake.

The next second, the snake leaped up and slammed into Linghu Chong's shoulder.

puff!

Linghu Chong felt like he was hit by a heavy hammer, blood gushed out, and his body shot out like a bullet and hit the wall.

Chapter 182 Because I am the Emperor

Linghu Chong slammed into the wall and felt as if his internal organs were about to shift. A surge of blood rushed up, and his throat felt sweet. He spat out several mouthfuls of blood.

His face turned pale, and he looked at Zhu Moye with fear and disbelief.

Ever since he inherited the Dugu Nine Swords, he has been almost invincible in the martial arts world, and killing enemies above his level is commonplace.

In his opinion, Dugu Nine Swords is the most powerful martial arts in the world, and no other martial arts can compare to it.

However, he did not expect that after performing the final move, he did not even hurt a hair of Zhu Moye.

Instead, he took it easy and broke the killing move with just a few fingers, and even slapped him away with ease.

He stood up tremblingly and asked curiously, "What kind of martial arts is this?"

"Tianshan plum-breaking hand!"

Zhu Moye was very generous and told him the method of breaking Dugu Nine Swords without hiding his skills.

"The Tianshan Plum Blossom Hand, one of the Xiaoyao Sect's traditions from hundreds of years ago, allows one to anticipate the enemy's moves and break all weapons in the world."

Linghu Chong's pupils suddenly shrank and his eyes were blank.

This martial art is actually based on the same principle as Dugu Nine Swords, the only difference is.

The Dugu Nine Swords uses offense as defense, anticipating the enemy's moves and striking first. Each move is sharp and tricky, with extreme open and closed killing moves, leaving no room for retreat or retreat.

The Tianshan Zhemei Hand technique uses defense as offense, anticipates the enemy's moves, uses stillness to counter movement, and counters each move.

It is like a spear and a shield. There is no difference between which is better or worse. The only thing that determines the outcome is who uses it.

Obviously, Zhu Moye is much stronger than Linghu Chong!

"First move, you still have two moves to use."

Zhu Moye stood with his hands behind his back, looking calm and composed, but he was secretly very happy in his heart.

He was beaten badly by Dugu Qiubai ten years ago, and he still feels resentful about it.

Today, he is beating the successor of Dugu Qiubai, which is really a tit-for-tat situation.

When thinking of Dugu Qiubai, Zhu Moye's eyes were filled with flames, and the time for the decisive battle had come.

After the matter here is settled, he will go to Penglai in the South China Sea to fight him to the death and avenge his previous humiliation!

Hearing this, Linghu Chong wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and breathed steadily.

After a while, the turbulent qi and blood in the body finally calmed down.

His expression became serious and he looked at Zhu Moye with great gravity, tightly gripping the sword in his hand, ready to strike.

The previous round of testing had already made Linghu Chong clearly realize how big the gap was between him and Zhu Moye.

If I don't give it my all, I will die with Ren Yingying today.

At that moment, he tried his best to circulate the internal force in his Dantian, spreading it all over the sword, but not leaving a single bit to protect himself.

It has the fearless attitude of burning your boats and moving forward courageously.

"Try this move of mine!"

"Breaking air style!"

Swish!

Linghu Chong let out a long roar, and his body came like a flash of lightning, breaking through the air in a tortuous and bizarre movement.

A series of afterimages were left in the air, like a rainbow piercing the sun, or like violent thunder.

In a flash, countless afterimages became one and transformed into seven clones, from the seven directions of east, south, west, north, up, middle and down.

Like the ghost of a white fox, it rushed straight towards the seven major acupoints on his body through which his true energy must pass.

If it hits, the true energy in the body will be cut off instantly. Once the endless circulation of Zhoutian Qi is broken, it will be impossible to mobilize even a little bit.

At that time, we only need to focus on dealing with his flesh and blood body, and there is still a chance of victory.

Just when the sword light was about to cut through the meridians and acupoints, Zhu Moye remained indifferent, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised, looking as if he was not afraid even if Mount Tai collapsed in front of him.

The next second, the sword suddenly struck the first major acupoint, above the dantian.

Before the sound of the sword blade piercing the flesh could be heard, the roar of six sword blades cutting through the air was heard again.

The seven swords flowed smoothly and were completed in one go without any pause. It took less than half a second to complete.

The Dantian, the Ren and Du meridians on the back, as well as the ankles, armpits and other major acupoints were all affected.

clang clang clang clang clang clang!