Chapter 1192: Master’s Killing Move
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On the roof, Ji Minglou watched as the Golden Arhat chased after Yun Shuang
and frowned deeply.
Yun Shuang had exhausted too much energy. She probably did not have much internal strength to deal with Golden Arhat.
He turned around and was about to fly down when he was blocked by the Purple Marquis’s sword.
Purple Marquis asked indifferently, “Hall Master Ji, make things clear first. Are you going to kill Palace Lord Yun or save her?”
Ji Minglou said coldly, “What does it have to do with you?”
Purple Marquis said unrestrainedly, “If you’re going to kill her, I’ll compete fairly with you. If you’re saving her, I won’t let you go!”
Ji Minglou sneered disdainfully. “Do you think you can stop me?”
Purple Marquis smiled arrogantly. “I might not have been able to stop you in the past, but Hall Master Ji has fought with Palace Lord Yun for so long. You must have exhausted a lot of strength. Let me guess? Is there still half left?”
Ji Minglou gripped the longsword in his hand tightly. “Even if there’s only half of it left, it’s not something you can touch!”
The Purple Marquis sneered. “Is that so? Then why don’t you try my Purple Star Sword, Hall Master Ji!”
He slashed at Ji Minglou.
Ji Minglou raised his sword to block it and was forced back. The tiles shattered all the way to the edge of the roof before stopping.
Purple Marquis’s smile deepened. “Looks like Hall Master Ji’s internal strength isn’t even half there!”
He tapped his feet and charged over again.
Ji Minglou turned around and parried his Purple Star Sword.
The blade slashed across his sleeve, leaving a shallow sword scar on his wrist.
The Purple Marquis looked at the traces of blood on his wrist and smiled. “Hall Master Ji, I’ve underestimated you. I suddenly feel that defeating you might be more interesting than killing Yun Shuang. After defeating you, I’ll go and take
Yun Shuang’s head.”
The Slave Killer hid in the dark and never moved his hand from the hilt.
He held it, let go, held it again, let go…
The Purple Marquis almost injured Ji Minglou a few times, but Ji Minglou cleverly resolved them.
The Slave Killer felt a little resentful.
On the other side, Palace Lord Yun and the Golden Arhat also fought intensely.
The Palace Lord’s arm hurt after taking a few blows from the Golden Arhat!
In the past, she would have beaten this bald donkey up long ago!
The Golden Arhat was actually very surprised. She clearly did not have much internal strength left, but she could still fight him to a draw.
If the seven great sects had attacked the Hundred Flowers Palace on another day, it would probably have been difficult for them to succeed.
However, in life, one had to have some luck.
The Hundred Flowers Palace’s luck was used up. They seemed destined to be bathed in blood tonight.
Du Xian’er brought more than ten subordinates to the Green Cloud Palace.
Azure Cloud Palace was very quiet, as if they did not know that something had happened to the Hundred Flowers Palace. Not a single disciple came out to guard.
Even the door was wide open.
This was not intentional, but the door was not closed after Sihu went out to catch the hound.
The Five Poison Sect disciples rushed in.
“Wait!”
Du Xian’er raised her hand to stop the Five Poison Sect disciple.
“Senior Sister Xian’er.”
A junior brother asked respectfully, “Do you have any instructions?”
Du Xian’er said, “There’s something strange about this courtyard. Didn’t you notice?”
Another junior brother asked, “What’s strange?”
Du Xian’er looked meaningfully at the empty courtyard. “The Hundred Flowers Palace has already rung the bell and all the disciples are mobilized, but it’s as if they didn’t hear us. Is there no one living here, or are the people inside waiting for us to walk into a trap?
The disciples were instantly vigilant.
Du Xian’er dragged out her tone and said loudly, “The Five Poison Sect’s Du Xian’er requests an audience with the Hundred Flowers Palace’s Young Palace Lord.”
There was no reaction from the Qingyun Palace.
Du Xian’er smiled and said, “Many people on the island are curious about Young Palace Lord. And so am I. I hope to see Young Palace Lord’s true colors.”
As she spoke, she slowly crossed the threshold.
The moment her feet landed, a cold arrow shot at her!
She dodged to the side.
The cold arrow hit a junior brother behind her.
The junior brother was sent flying. He screamed and fainted.
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