Chapter 652: Life and Death Determined by Fate

Chapter 652: Life and Death Determined by Fate (X)

"Liu Xunyi, the Palace Master has treated you with great kindness, how dare you..."

"Seventh Master, you treat me well on weekdays. If I fight with you, I will definitely let you win in three moves!"

Before Murong Bai could scold him, Liu Xunyi suddenly raised his head and rushed towards him with sword in hand.

Seeing this, Murong Bai was startled and quickly waved his gun to block. Unexpectedly, Liu Xunyi suddenly turned his sword when he approached him, and instantly killed a "royal guard" beside Murong Bai with one sword.

"Please think twice, Lord!"

In a flash, Liu Xunyi's sword moved like a dragon, killing seven or eight people in a row, and killing them with one sword, without mercy.

"Please think twice, Lord!"

Every time Liu Xunyi killed a few people, he would plead with Luo Tianjin, who had a complicated expression on his face, clearly trying to force Luo Tianjin to compromise.

As the number of casualties continued to increase, the originally crowded courtyard became more spacious, and the Golden Sword Captains, who had been suppressed by the larger "Imperial Guards", gradually had room to display their martial arts. The originally one-sided battle situation began to change, and the balance of victory tilted from the Xianwang Mansion to the court.

Most of the "Imperial Guards" recruited by Xie Xuan were outlaws, all of them were young and strong half-baked people, without any school or sect, and no master to teach them. They just relied on their strength and fearlessness to survive in the world. They could barely bluff when they met the timid ones, but once they met the real tough guys, they were not worth a laugh at all.

Since they were recruited recently and trained insufficiently, these "Imperial Guards" were brave but weak in combat effectiveness. They were far inferior to the Golden Sword Captains who had received orthodox training since childhood and each of them had the ability of a martial arts candidate.

What's more, there are eight young guards roaming around in the battle, such as Qin Wei, Wei Liang, Sun Tai and the like. Although they are not as powerful as Liu Xunyi, they are not much different.

At least, Deng Quan was not able to gain any advantage under the siege of the four young guards, and as his physical strength was gradually depleted, he was even at a disadvantage.

Murong Bai was experienced and did not try to be too aggressive when fighting one against two. He dodged Sun Tai's attacks while chasing Zhou Ting, who was weaker in martial arts. He seized the opportunity to shoot Zhou Ting dead and won the first victory for himself.

However, Qin Wei and Wei Liang reacted quickly and rushed to join forces with Sun Tai immediately after Zhou Ting's death. Murong Bai was alone against three, and the situation gradually became less optimistic and even more urgent.

From beginning to end, Zhao Yuan and Luo Tianjin did not make a move. The two of them stared at each other from afar in the bloody storm, their eyes intertwined, bursting out with a strong and heart-pounding fighting spirit.

Liu Xunyi brandished his sword and roamed among the "Imperial Guards". The huge gap in strength made him like a tiger among a flock of sheep, wantonly slaughtering the fearless and desperate warriors who rushed forward one after another.

In a short while, more than 40 or 50 "Imperial Guards" had died at the hands of Liu Xunyi. His face, body, and sword were all stained with blood, and he looked like a killer who had walked out of the bloody hell. The dozens of "Imperial Guards" surrounding him were actually timid and timid, not daring to move forward.

In fact, the fundamental reason why Liu Xunyi was able to kill so many people without any injury was not because of his high martial arts skills and flawlessness, but because Luo Tianjin had issued a strict order that no one could hurt Liu Xunyi in the slightest.

Otherwise, under the siege of dozens of people, no matter how high Liu Xunyi's martial arts skills were, he would find it difficult to resist the continuous and tricky attacks from all directions.

"Alliance Master Luo, Liu Xunyi is on a killing spree. If we continue to hesitate, he will probably kill us all sooner or later..." A bloodstained "Imperial Guard" staggered to Luo Tianjin's side and begged anxiously, "Alliance Master Luo, please give the order to kill Liu Xunyi without mercy..."

"No!" Luo Tianjin suppressed his anger and refused with a trembling voice, "No matter what, you can't hurt Liu Xunyi even a hair!"

"Why……"

"No reason, I said no and it's no!"

Luo Tianjin's shout frightened the ignorant "Imperial Guards" and made them tremble. He looked at his brothers who were dying tragically under Liu Xunyi's sword with tears in his eyes and cried, "We don't kill him, but he gets more excited the more he kills. This... is not a fight, but a suicide..."

"Catch the thief first and capture the king first!"

Luo Tianjin was well aware that the situation was becoming increasingly unfavorable to him. So he made up his mind, a murderous intent burst out in his eyes, and he suddenly flew up, using the "Swallow Three Water-scooping" move to pounce on Zhao Yuan. He passed by more than a dozen golden sword lieutenants along the way, and plucked off their heads with a wave of his hand.

"Hmph! I have been waiting for you for a long time."

Zhao Yuan calmed his mind, staring at Luo Tianjin who was approaching with a sharp gaze.

"Zhao Yuan, prepare to die!"

In mid-air, Luo Tianjin gathered his energy and strength, and a Tai Chi rune appeared in his palm.

Then, Taiji gave birth to two opposites, two opposites gave birth to four images, and four images gave birth to eight trigrams. In the blink of an eye, his raised right palm had created a dark red eight trigrams in the air. The faint stripes were like the blood of a living person. The red energy generated by the vast internal force was like flowing blood, flowing in the eight trigrams, making people exclaim in wonder and afraid.

This move is the extremely powerful "Soul-Calming Palm" in "Purple Star Divine Art". The power of this move varies greatly depending on the realm of the practitioner. Those at the "Wuji" realm cannot perform it at all, and those at the "Taiji" realm can perform it with difficulty, but the power is extremely weak, even worse than an iron sand palm. Only those who have reached the "Liangyi" and "Four Symbols" realms can this "Soul-Calming Palm" exert its true power.

As for the "bloody Bagua" that appeared in Luo Tianjin's palm, it was even more supreme and reached the pinnacle. It also proved that his "Purple Star Divine Art" had been practiced to the "Bagua" realm.

When the Soul-Calming Palm was used, it swallowed up the sky and the earth, covered the clouds and the moon, and ghosts cried and wolves howled, and all things became bleak.

The Bagua Palm Seal came suddenly like a tsunami, and immediately shook the golden sword captains around Zhao Yuan to the ground and to pieces.

Zhao Yuan held his breath and concentrated, the true energy in his dantian circulated wildly, and at the same time as Luo Tianjin's killing move was coming towards him, he suddenly shouted loudly, and with the force of thunder, the short blade in his hand crossed in front of him.

In an instant, two silver energies visible to the naked eye turned into a cross seal, which collided with the Bagua palm shadow full of internal strength without any hesitation.

"Bang! Bang bang bang..."

One level, two levels, three levels, four levels... sixteen levels, seventeen levels, eighteen levels...

Accompanied by a series of thunderous noises like explosions, eighteen palm shadows came one after another, hitting Zhao Yuan's cross seal one after another, and each palm was faster, heavier, and more powerful than the last.

The ripples of energetic energy sent the people involved in the fighting flying far away, and also shattered the walls, doors and windows around the courtyard, making a loud noise.

The east courtyard was in ruins and in a mess as the wind swept away everything.

It was visible to the naked eye that the silver cross seal hanging in the air was gradually falling under the destruction of the eighteen palm shadows, and terrifying spider-web-like cracks appeared.

Seeing this, Zhao Yuan's pupils narrowed and a deep sense of worry quickly surged into his heart.

"Boom!" Finally, under the devastating attack of the nineteenth palm shadow, the cross seal was shattered and disappeared into the endless void in the blink of an eye.

At the same time, the Bagua Palm Shadow broke free from its restraints, broke through the air, and hit Zhao Yuan's chest heavily.

"boom!"

"puff!"

With a muffled sound, Zhao Yuan's chest suddenly sank, and at the same time his throat tightened, and a large amount of red and purple blood spit out of his mouth.

Black blood is a sign of broken internal organs.

Tonight, Luo Tianjin and Zhao Yuan showed no reservations and used their killing moves as soon as they attacked, each of them exerting all their strength in an effort to end the battle quickly.

Unexpectedly, there was a big gap in the internal strength of the two. Under Luo Tianjin's powerful attack, Zhao Yuan's defense was broken by his palm power, and his internal organs were shattered.

"Master Hou!"

Seeing that Zhao Yuan was no match for Luo Tianjin, Liu Xunyi, Qin Wei, Wei Liang, Sun Tai and other guards all changed their expressions, hurriedly retracted their attacks, and rushed towards Zhao Yuan in a hurry.

At this moment, after a bloody fight with swords and guns, the battle in the courtyard has gradually become clear.

Of the 800 "Imperial Guards", only 20 to 30 were left, and the rest were either seriously injured and unable to fight, or had their heads and bodies separated and died tragically on the spot.

The three hundred golden sword captains also suffered heavy casualties, but after all, their individual strength far exceeded that of the temporarily formed "Imperial Guards", so there are still fifty or sixty of them watching covetously, ready to fight again.

"Master of the Palace..."

Deng Quan and Murong Bai had already exhausted all their strength under the siege of Qin Wei and seven other guards. They were just holding on with their willpower, but they were shaky and in danger of collapse.

If Zhao Yuan had not been injured, the seven guards would have withdrawn their attacks, and Murong Bai and Deng Quan would have died of exhaustion.

Surrounded by more than twenty "Imperial Guards", the two men stood staggeringly in the encirclement of fifty or sixty golden sword captains. Seeing their bloodstained and dying weak appearance, it was obvious that they were seriously injured and could not hold on for long.

At this moment, Luo Tianjin finally realized that he had made a mistake and regretted it.

He thought Zhao Yuan was unfamiliar with Luoyang City and was accompanied by only a few dozen guards. With the help of 800 "Imperial Guards", he could easily kill Zhao Yuan and his entourage.

But he never expected that Zhao Yuan secretly mobilized 300 golden sword captains from Lin'an City, and each of them was a man of superb martial arts and decisive means.

This night's battle made Zhao Yuan realize how terrifying Luo Tianjin's martial arts were. At the same time, it also made Luo Tianjin realize that the court's military officers were not the drunkards as rumored, but truly arrogant and brave generals.

In a brutal fight, there is never a real winner.

Luo Tianjin, who has lost the "Imperial Guards", will have to start over in the future even if he escapes the disaster tonight, so as not to become a puppet of Prince Shao Qin.

As for Zhao Yuan, these young guards and golden sword lieutenants were undoubtedly the wealth and lives he had worked hard to accumulate for decades. Now all of them were destroyed here. In the future, he would no longer be of any use to the court, and he would even lose his foothold in the East Palace.

Therefore, tonight's battle was undoubtedly a heavy defeat for both Luo Tianjin and Zhao Yuan.

But now that things have come to this, neither side can stop, and the only way they can survive is to fight to the death.

If Zhao Yuan is not killed, Prince Shao Qin will definitely have a rift with Luo Tianjin.

If Luo Tianjin is not killed, the imperial court will be dissatisfied with Zhao Yuan.

Only by getting rid of the other party can I regain my future and make up for the loss tonight.

"Xun Yi, Qin Wei..."

Zhao Yuan took a deep breath, stared fiercely at the livid Luo Tianjin, and said word by word: "Come with me and kill the traitors!"

"Master Hou..."

"Liu Xunyi!" Before Liu Xunyi could speak, Zhao Yuan's unquestionable voice suddenly rang out, "If you still believe that I am the Marquis of Tianji, then don't plead for this man anymore. Tonight, only one of me and him can leave alive! Kill him or kill me, it's your choice!"

As soon as Zhao Yuan said this, everyone turned their conflicted and expectant gazes to Liu Xunyi, but no one said a word.

They knew that at this critical moment, no words could change the obsession deep in Liu Xunyi's heart, and they could only let him make his own choice.

Liu Xunyi looked at Luo Tianjin, who was showing longing, with complicated eyes. He was silent for a long time before turning around and bowing to Zhao Yuan. He accepted the order reluctantly and said, "Your subordinate...will obey the order of the Marquis!"

As soon as these words were spoken, Zhao Yuan let out a long sigh, and a smile of relief appeared at the corner of his mouth, which was bleeding.

On the other hand, Luo Tianjin was dumbfounded, as still as a clay statue, staring blankly at Liu Xunyi who dared not look directly at him. After a long time, two lines of tears fell from his eyes, and a heartbreaking despair and sadness flowed between his brows.

Luo Tianjin knew that as long as Zhao Yuan didn't die, Liu Xunyi would never come back to him.

"what!"

Suddenly, Luo Tianjin roared to the sky, uttering an extremely miserable scream, which frightened Zhao Yuan and others so much that they took a step back.

However, when Luo Tianjin turned his gaze back to Zhao Yuan, the shame and anger on his face had completely disappeared, replaced by a strong cold murderous intent.

"Even if you all come together, I am not afraid!"

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(End of this chapter)