msmithbooks Chapter 78 Watching the Show
Chapter 78 Watching the Show
Zhuiming, Wuqing, Ouyang Xue, and Ye Yinping joined forces to besiege Yu Huachun, the top martial arts expert in the palace.
Yu Huachun was a peerless master of his time, whose skill was comparable to that of Ouyang Heng, the master of the famous sword manor. With just a embroidery needle in his hand, he was able to withstand the fierce attacks of four people with long swords and spears.
It doesn't rely on skill, but on powerful inner strength.
Due to the disparity in strength, even with the combined efforts of the four, they gradually found themselves struggling and fell into a disadvantageous position.
Yu Huachun gained the upper hand and shouted, "A bunch of traitors, how dare you defy your superiors!"
Ruthless in name only, and his mouth is even more ruthless: "You damned eunuch, your mouth stinks more than your latrine!"
"They say there are three unfilial acts, and I see you commit all three; you are utterly shameless!"
Yu Huachun's face turned ashen, and his voice was shrill, "You filthy constable, I'll take your life!"
"No matter how smelly it is, it's not as smelly as you, you dead eunuch. I would never put a man's thing down my ass."
Despite their harsh words, they couldn't change the fact that the battle situation was getting worse and worse.
Shangguan Hong's martial arts skills were slightly inferior to the others, so he could only fight against the Eastern Depot's guards together with the famous constables.
The two sides fought a fierce battle on the treasure ship, but both tacitly avoided Zhu Wu and Ye Pengju.
Their powers were sealed, preventing them from escaping, so they whispered to each other.
Ye Pengju, observing the battle, asked, "Divine Marquis, what exactly is this so-called Demon Refining Sect?"
Zhu Wu's expression was solemn. "I've only seen it in the case files."
"It is said that this sect focuses on refining demons, using humans as bait, and refining all living things in the mountains, rivers, and vegetation into demons for control."
"As early as a hundred years ago, the Demon Refining Sect was wiped out by the three major Xuan Sects."
"I never expected there would be remnants of this lineage, who even infiltrated the palace to bewitch the emperor."
The people on the boat, engrossed in the fierce battle, paid no attention to the unusual activity in the river.
The dark shadows that occasionally darted across the water's surface, and the large, shimmering scales that surfaced intermittently, revealed a terrifying creature of enormous size lurking beneath the surface.
Standing on the shore, Sheng Wansong could clearly see that they were two giant pythons, each a hundred feet long.
They are circling around the ships that are stuck together.
The white snake was larger than the green snake; its tail wrapped around the treasure ship to capture it, while the green snake grabbed the large ship of the Divine Arrest Bureau.
With a deafening roar, the two large ships were forcibly torn apart by the monster's immense strength.
The bow of the large ship plunged into the river, creating huge waves. Spiderweb-like cracks appeared all over the hull, and wood chips flew everywhere.
The two boats separated, and the white snake used its body to block the gap on the treasure ship, slowing down the rate of water entering. Its huge snake head emerged from the water, rising ten feet high. Its flat, broad head was larger than the entire raft, and it spat out a scarlet tongue at the people on the boat.
One sip of venom, and all flesh and blood, friend or foe, are completely dissolved.
"A demon, a monster!"
Some people with weak minds were so frightened by the sudden appearance of the giant monster that their legs went weak and they couldn't even hold their weapons.
"There really is a monster!"
On the large ship of the Divine Arrest Bureau, Yan Chixia laughed loudly and casually patted the sword box behind him.
"Heaven and Earth are boundless! Borrowing the power of Heaven and Earth! The Divine Sword of Xuanyuan!"
Hundreds of golden divine swords shot out of their scabbards and landed on the white snake's back like a meteor shower.
The thick scales were as fragile as thin paper; in an instant, the skin tore open, and dark blue blood flowed freely.
The snake demon roared in pain and broke free from the control spell. Its body, which had been wrapped around the treasure ship, suddenly contracted forcefully, crushing all the wooden planks. The already heavily damaged treasure ship was now teetering on the brink of collapse.
Yan Chixia was originally a constable of the Six Doors. Because this case involved many mysterious matters, Leng Xue invited him back to help.
Now it has truly found a place to be used.
Amidst the chaos and disarray, Han Lingsha used a clever little gadget passed down from her family to minimize her presence and quietly sneak up to Shenhou's side.
"Divine Marquis".
Zhu Wu's eyes sharpened, locking onto the traitor like a hawk's, "Han Lingsha!"
"I know you won't believe me."
Han Lingsha took out the thumb bone of the founding emperor, its white and sacred bones. "But if you eat this bone, you will regain your power."
"perhaps."
Zhu Wu narrowed his eyes and bit down on his finger bone without any hesitation.
He didn't have the strength to chew, so he raised his neck and swallowed the entire bone directly into his stomach.
When I looked down again, Han Lingsha had vanished.
They've probably gone to hide somewhere again.
Sheng Wansong sat on a huge rock by the river, took out the snacks he had prepared in advance, heated them with his internal energy, and happily ate them while watching the opera.
Everyone knows he has superb lightness skills, but no one would have thought he could arrive in the time it takes for an incense stick to burn.
For a normal person, the journey would take at least half an hour, not counting the time spent adjusting their internal energy.
That's why he openly slacked off.
Heroes always make their grand entrance last; now is not the time.
"That's it, gouge his eyes out and kick him in the groin."
The overall situation on the field gradually shifted in favor of the palace.
Although Yan Chixia was skilled at exorcising demons, with the appearance of the Green Snake, he was unable to defend himself against two opponents at once, and with the ship rocking, he could barely protect himself.
After Yu Huachun gradually calmed down, he firmly gained the upper hand. As long as he seized a weakness and killed one person, he could secure the victory.
The situation was clearly one-sided.
Suddenly, a hearty laugh rang out, echoing across the river like a resounding bell.
Zhu Wu slowly stood up from the ground.
The thick iron chain in his hands was like a twisted rope, easily broken by his bare hands, and then the iron hook on his collarbone was pulled out.
Its powerful force repelled everyone within dozens of meters of him.
He looked at the two large snakes. "If they were ghosts or spirits, I might be a little afraid, but snakes?"
"Anything with a tangible form can be killed!"
With his powers restored, the Divine Marquis was filled with boundless pride. He leaped up and landed on the white snake's triangular head, clenching his fist.
He assumed a horse stance on the snake's head, raising his fist to chest level.
No matter how the white snake shook its head, it remained as steady as a rock.
"The Imperial Supreme Technique - Fist That Shakes the World!"
The straight punch slammed down, producing a booming sound like the simultaneous beating of war drums, drowning out all the shouts of battle on the scene.
The white snake's body suddenly stopped twisting.
The snake's two lantern-sized eyes were instantly filled with green blood, which gushed out like a burst dam.
The white snake, having lost its life, loosened its body from being wrapped around the treasure ship, its head smashing off and sinking into the deck.
Zhu Wu stepped down from the snake's head. "Wuqing, Zhuiming, and Yu Huachun are in my care. You and the other heroines go and rescue Marshal Ye."
As the group retreated, Yu Huachun dared not pursue them. He had already been locked onto by Zhu Wu's aura and could only stare at Zhu Wu without daring to make any rash moves.
"I've long wanted to experience the divine lord's extraordinary skills."
The presence of a martial arts master completely reversed the course of the battle, and the balance of power was tilted back.
There were two people of the highest status present, but who were overlooked because of their weak strength.
They were considered prizes after the battle.
Zhou Fan wouldn't allow himself to be just a prize. He collapsed to the ground, feigning dejection, and inserted his fingers into the grooves on the deck to touch the royal blood, muttering incantations.
"We beseech the ten-thousand-foot-high ghosts of the heavens, the lords of the six directions of the heavens, who reside on Mount Tai, the myriad transformations of ghosts and gods."
"Use the emperor's blood to sacrifice to the ghost emperor."
As the incantation was chanted continuously, the old emperor's body gradually underwent strange changes.
His neck stretched and stretched, his five fingers twisted and deformed, turning into sharp claws.
The whimpering and mournful cries gradually turned into incomprehensible roars.
A chilling wind swept across the river, and the thick white fog gradually took on a blood-red hue.
Sheng Wansong narrowed his eyes. "It's almost time for the hero to make his appearance."