Martial Arts: 10,000 times return, accept Xiaolongnu as apprentice at the beginning

"Sir, are you okay?"

Just as Su Liu was gazing at the moon in deep thought, a ethereal figure came floating over.

The person who came had purple hair and purple skirt, and was as beautiful as a flower. It was Shao Siming.

At this moment, the girl was looking at Su Liu with a worried look on her face, her lavender eyes full of concern.

She saw the whole scene of Xiang Yutian casting a spell before his death. As Shao Siming was born into the Yin-Yang family, she naturally knew how terrifying these spells were.

Especially when a powerful person at the peak of heaven and man casts a spell at the cost of his life, it is so terrifying that it is unimaginable.

Su Liu shook his head and said softly:

"It doesn't matter."

"It's just a little trouble."

After hearing this, Shao Siming finally felt relieved.

After all, she was very clear about her husband's abilities.

The evil emperor Xiang Yutian was said to have been invincible for more than 300 years, but now he has been defeated by you, hasn't he?

Therefore, sir, only you are truly invincible!

Shao Siming pursed her lips, and her eyes unconsciously revealed a bit of admiration. Her beautiful eyes stared at Su Liu, as bright as a pool of autumn water.

Su Liu smiled slightly, gently held the purple-haired girl's hand, and said softly:

"Let's go."

"Let's put an end to today's chaos."

After saying that, Su Liu stepped lightly and floated up with Shao Siming, as if riding the clouds in the legend, and landed in the Forbidden City.

"Master!"

"gentlemen!"

"Master, Master!"

Lu Xiaofeng, Hua Manlou, Song Tianer and others rushed forward, their eyes full of concern and excitement, and they said:

"Are you okay?"

"Sir is truly a god!"

"Master, is that evil emperor really dead?"

Su Liu waved his hand and chuckled:

"I'm fine."

"In today's fight, I am still slightly better."

Different from the unruly behavior during battle.

After winning, Su Liu was calm and composed, elegant and ethereal, without any trace of the arrogance and violence that he had during the fight, like a killer.

But everyone present was in awe of God.

Perhaps, this is the true style of the Evil Sword Immortal.

He is both good and evil, his emotions are changeable and unpredictable.

But no matter what, after witnessing this earth-shattering bloody battle today, everyone has already regarded this legendary Evil Sword Immortal as a demon-like figure in their hearts.

At this moment, countless eyes were focused on Su Liu, their eyes were full of awe, even worship, vaguely revealing a bit of god-like longing.

Su Liu remained calm, his eyes moved from the crowd to the Sunflower Patriarch who was about to escape into the crowd, and said with a smile:

"Old eunuch, where are you going?"

The old man of Kuihua trembled all over and felt his scalp tingling. He didn't dare to say a word. He just used all his strength to display his Qinggong skills in an attempt to fight for the last chance of survival.

It’s a pity that how could Su Liu let him go?

As the saying goes, if you don't remove the roots of the grass, it will grow again when the wind blows.

Having lost the protection of the formation, the Sunflower Patriarch no longer has the combat power of a celestial being, but he is still a powerful being at the level of a terrestrial immortal.

Although he is still like an ant to Su Liu, it would still be troublesome if the old guy wanted to take revenge on Quanzhen and attack Su Liu's disciples.

Therefore, Su Liu was determined to root out the problem and not give the other party any chance! .

Chapter 571: Inside and outside the Imperial City, anyone who does not kneel within three breaths will die!

Patriarch Kuihua could naturally sense the murderous intent emanating from Su Liu, but the scene of Xiang Yutian’s death without a burial place was still fresh in his mind. How could he dare to fight with this god of death?

Even the Evil Emperor died at the hands of this demon, so what could he be?

Especially at this moment, without the protection of the Forbidden City formation, Patriarch Kuihua was already in an extremely weak state, and might not even be a match for Shao Siming.

Under Su Liu's hands, it is very likely that he will not be able to withstand even one move!

no way.

The only chance of survival is to run!

However, this old eunuch still had too much in mind.

Looking at the martial arts world, anyone who makes Su Liu want to kill him will definitely not be able to escape, even if the king of heaven comes, he can't save him!

Just like at this moment, almost in an instant, the Changhong Sword turned into a flying rainbow and crossed the void, and the blazing and hot sword light came roaring like a fire dragon.

The old man Kuihua was almost frightened out of his wits and wailed desperately.

"Spare your life——"

And how could Su Liu show mercy to him?

There are no innocent souls killed by the Changhong sword!

As a sword sounded like a dragon's roar, the Changhong Sword fell like a blue dragon. The blazing sword light instantly swallowed up the Sunflower Ancestor and blasted a deep pit in the ground.

When the smoke and dust cleared, the figure of the Sunflower Ancestor disappeared, leaving only a few faint ashes. It was obvious that he had been burned to ashes by the blazing Changhong sword light!

Even the body was not left behind, it was directly burned into ashes, which saved a lot of trouble...

At this point, the peerless master, Sunflower Patriarch, who had the highest seniority in the Forbidden City and had survived in the imperial city for three decades and was revered as the ancestor by the Emperor of the Ming Dynasty, was completely killed by Su Liu's sword.

Su Liu did not feel any emotion about the death of Sunflower Patriarch, as if the person he had just killed was not a top martial arts master, but just an ant that he crushed to death.

He didn't even bother to take another look. He just raised his hand and put the Changhong Sword into the Wushuang Sword Box. Then he turned around and looked at Shao Siming and the others, and said softly:

"I have killed all the rebel leaders."

"The remaining minions are left to you to deal with."

The minions that Su Liu mentioned naturally refer to the death squads and rebels under Zhu Wusi, as well as some evil spirits in Ghost Villa.

These ants are not worthy of his attack.

Shao Siming, Chu Liuxiang, Hua Manlou, Lu Xiaofeng, plus Ximen Chuxue, are enough to deal with these insignificant minions.

Shao Siming pursed his lips and smiled, saying softly:

"It's just a small matter, so don't worry about it, sir. We will take care of it. You have been busy all night, so you should take a rest first."

As the disciple with the highest martial arts skills under Su Liu, Shao Siming naturally had the confidence to say this.

Lu Xiaofeng just chuckled and flattered him:

"Why do we need to take action? The rebels just saw the great power of the master and they were so weak in the knees!"

"In my opinion, there is no need to do anything. You just need to scare them a little and they will be scared out of their wits!"

Hearing this, Su Liu nodded thoughtfully.

This is true.

In this case, let me put an end to this mess!

Thinking of this, Su Liu's eyes focused, and he released the dragon power in his body, and said lightly:

"Inside and outside the Imperial City, anyone who does not kneel within three breaths will die."

Chapter 572 The orphan of the Ming Dynasty royal family, the Ninth Princess!

Although Su Liu's voice was not loud, it echoed in the huge Forbidden City like rolling thunder. Along with the voice, there was also the dragon's might like that of a real dragon.

Suddenly, the heaven and earth trembled.

The world suddenly became quiet.

No matter which camp they were in, the guards in the palace, the rebels under Zhu Wusi, or the wandering ghosts in Ghost Manor, they were all shocked by the mighty dragon power. They dropped their weapons and knelt on the ground one after another.

They were also fortunate enough to witness the earth-shaking battle just now.

In their eyes, Su Liu today is just like a god or demon in myths and legends. His every move carries the power to destroy the world. They are afraid that he can kill them all with just a breath.

They are just mortals, how dare they disobey the gods?

At this moment, no one dared to stand inside or outside the Forbidden City, except for the Quanzhen disciples beside Su Liu. Nearly 10,000 people knelt on the ground, as if they were worshipping the god on top of the Forbidden City.

Su Liu stood with his hands behind his back, his eyes indifferent, looking at the palaces and buildings deep in the Forbidden City, and said calmly:

"Kneel down and pay your respects."

...

The next morning.

In the Palace of Qianqing.

Su Liu woke up from the dragon bed.

Last night's shocking battle was an unprecedented hard fight even for Su Liu.

Even though his skills were as profound as the sea and his true energy was endless, he still felt deeply tired. Today, for the first time in his life, he slept a little longer and did not get up early to practice.

At this time, Shao Siming, wearing a purple gauze dress, also walked out from the inner curtain, followed by two beautiful palace maids, who brought a basin of water and a towel.

As a disciple, Shao Siming personally helped Su Liu wash and change his clothes, and whispered in Su Liu's ear about the current situation in the palace.

As soon as he opened his mouth, he revealed breaking news.

"Sir, the Zhu family bloodline in the palace was killed by Ye Gucheng last night, including the little emperor, no one was spared..."

"No more?"

Hearing this, Su Liu raised his eyebrows, and a hint of surprise appeared in his eyes.

He is really decisive in killing!

Even he didn't expect that Ye Gucheng would be so cruel and completely wipe out the Zhu royal family.

After hearing Su Liu's words, Shao Siming pursed his lips, hesitated for a moment, and said softly: "There is still one survivor, but it's a girl..."

"girl?"

Su Liu raised his eyebrows, as if he was interested.

"Yes, she is a teenage girl, the youngest princess left by the old emperor, ranked ninth, and everyone in the palace calls her the Ninth Princess."

Shao Siming's eyes narrowed slightly, and he said softly: "Perhaps it is because women cannot inherit the throne that Ye Gucheng spared her life..."

"Ninth Princess?" Su Liu seemed to be aroused with interest, and asked with a chuckle, "What's the name of this Ninth Princess?"

Seeing that his master seemed to be somewhat interested in the Ninth Princess, Shao Siming could not help but be a little surprised, but still said softly:

"This ninth princess' name is Zhu Yan'er."

It turned out to be the Ninth Princess.

interesting.

Hearing this, Su Liu's mouth curled up slightly.

As if sensing the smile on Su Liu's face, Shao Siming blinked his eyes, pursed his lips and smiled softly, "Sir, would you like to meet this Ninth Princess?"

Chapter 573: Make the Ninth Princess the Emperor of the Ming Dynasty?

Su Liu nodded and said softly: "If he is a good candidate, I intend to accept him as a disciple of Xuan Zhen and make him the emperor of Ming Dynasty."

Upon hearing this, Shao Siming was shocked. Her beautiful lavender eyes were filled with disbelief. She said in amazement:

"Sir, you said you want to make this Ninth Princess the emperor?"