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The situation is far from what it appears to be.
Secondly, compared to the battle between Ye Gucheng and Ximen Chuixue, the Valley of Immortal Spring is more eye-catching.
The three great dynasties would surely send their elite troops to Dali, and if they attacked the Ming Dynasty again at this time, their top-notch fighting force might not be sufficient.
The main base also needs to be defended.
Therefore, it can be inferred that only the Azure Dragon Society—with its boundless ambition and unfathomable strength—meets the criteria.
Moreover, Xiaoyaozi once entered Changchun Valley and, as one of the four leaders of the Azure Dragon Society, Ximen Yu may have already figured out the mystery of immortality.
The Qinglong Society was the only group that showed little interest in Changchun Valley.
Therefore, his identity is self-evident.
"So what?" Cao Zhengchun sneered.
So what if they know? What does the Azure Dragon Society have to fear from being known?
Zhu Houzhao was taken aback, then suddenly realized what was happening, and his face turned ashen.
Yes, in the current situation, what difference does it make whether we know it or not?
It's either a confused death or a knowing execution.
Knowing he was doomed, he straightened his clothes and resumed his imperial demeanor.
"I knew I could not escape death today!"
"However, the death of an emperor should be accompanied by the dignity of an emperor! How can he be forced to surrender with swords and spears!"
"To separate one's head from one's body is against the rites of the emperor; bring me poison!"
There was dead silence in the hall.
Cao Zhengchun suddenly sneered.
"You're about to die, and you still want to choose how you die?"
Zhu Houzhao gave him a cold glance and ripped off the curtain from the pillar of the palace.
He looked around and finally nodded in satisfaction.
"That's it."
"Hang me here so that I can be seen when I enter the room and when I open the window."
"At a glance, the entire Ming Dynasty can be seen!"
Before he finished speaking, he had already leaped up, wrapped the curtain around the beam, and tied a knot.
Then he moved a wooden stool over, calmly stood on it, and put his neck through the curtain.
Before leaving, he even raised his hand to straighten his clothes.
With a push of his foot, the wooden stool overturned.
His body was suspended in mid-air in an instant.
The pain of suffocation washed over him, but he gritted his teeth and didn't utter a sound.
Gradually, saliva dripped from the corners of his mouth, and his life force faded away.
A hint of admiration flashed in the eyes of the Prince of the South.
"He was a hero, give him a proper burial."
Cao Zhengchun nodded, and together with Yu Huatian, they carried Zhu Houzhao's body away.
They also had to purge the Embroidered Uniform Guard and the Six Doors, especially Zhu Houzhao's confidants.
We must not let the news leak out, lest it ruin everything.
On the other side, at the top of the Forbidden City.
Ye Gucheng and Ximen Chuixue are still locked in a standoff.
Before either of them could even make a single move, the onlookers were already getting impatient.
Only the true masters remain quietly waiting.
They knew that this kind of duel between swordsmen—
Victory or defeat can be decided in an instant.
Whoever exposes their weakness first,
Whoever does that will be at a disadvantage.
It might even determine the final success or failure!
They will never act rashly.
After a long while,
Just as everyone was preparing to leave,
Ximen Chuixue has finally made a move!
His right hand, which was holding the sword, trembled slightly.
The sword was held horizontally across his shoulder.
It stabbed straight at Ye Gucheng.
Surprisingly,
This sword strike looked extremely ordinary.
It's so ordinary that even an ordinary person with no martial arts background can perform it!
Most of the onlookers looked at each other in bewilderment.
I racked my brains but still couldn't figure out the secret behind this move.
Only a few experts frowned.
It seems that he noticed something.
"Well done!"
Ye Gucheng's eyes lit up.
He then raised the Flying Rainbow Sword.
I secretly sighed in my heart:
He truly deserves to be the opponent I acknowledge!
Although his cultivation level was only at the peak of the Grandmaster realm.
But this sword strike had already surpassed his own level.
It has vaguely reached the mid-stage level of the peerless realm!
If given time
It's not impossible to reach the Celestial Realm!
107-Ximen Chuixue would rather die than surrender; the Sword God will never bow his head!
Why can't I understand it?
Everyone stared blankly at Ye Gucheng's seemingly casual retort.
My heart was full of confusion.
Is this really a martial arts competition?
Is this really the final battle?
How come it's not even as bad as a street brawl?
Such soft sword techniques,
It can really hurt people?!
The onlookers were filled with doubt.
Only a few strong individuals possess keen insight.
Keep a close eye on every detail on the field.
Afraid of missing any crucial details!
Suddenly a soft exclamation rang out.
His tone was clearly surprised.
"Master, have you noticed something?"
Zhuge Zhengwo, who was standing to the side, immediately asked.
"This move is exquisite and has already reached the threshold of a land-based sword immortal."
"such a pity……"
Wei Qingqing paused briefly and sighed softly.
There was a hint of regret in his tone.
Such talent, if left to develop,
His future is limitless!
How dare they disregard the majesty of the dynasty!
Whether we can survive tonight is still unknown!
Zhuge Zhengwo's expression hardened slightly upon hearing this.
He then nodded in agreement.
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"What kind of swordsmanship is this?"
Lu Xiaofeng frowned, unable to hide his astonishment.
He could discern about three-tenths of Ximen Chuixue's fighting style.
But Ye Gucheng's sword strike—
It appears weak and powerless, but it hides a secret.
To explain the intricacies in detail,
He was completely baffled.
(Muttering interference has been cleared)
There is simply no way to guess.
Hua Manlou lightly tapped the table with his fingertips.
The sound of the wind in the stadium reached my ears.
He smiled and said slowly:
"Perhaps he has a different understanding of swordsmanship."
His voice revealed a hint of interest.
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When everyone is different,
Two figures suddenly approached!
Ten zhang... five zhang... three zhang...
The instant the swords clashed...
The Flying Rainbow Sword was already hanging on Ximen Chuixue's shoulder.
There was a deathly silence all around.
Wandering knights-errant, renowned elders,