Chapter 296 Everyone has their own agenda
The prince was thankful for his quick reaction.
But he was wrong. If Zhao Yushu wanted to kill him, he should have stabbed him instead of slashing him.
As a prince, if he didn't have life-saving inner armor on his body, it would be a bit of an insult to Old Zhao's intelligence. The scene where Madam Xu's fatal sword was blocked by the little Taoist's armor had always remained in Zhao Yushu's mind.
So he chose the safest way, which was to just scratch the clothes and not hurt anyone.
Assassins need to constantly inject spiritual energy into creating darkness, but for cultivators, as long as they adapt to the darkness, it is not a big problem even if they close their eyes. Therefore, Zhao Yushu decisively took back Assassins who could accomplish a feat in just a moment, and solemnly placed the Thousand Miles of Rivers and Mountains in his arms.
Old Zhao breathed a sigh of relief. He had obtained the Thousand Miles of Rivers and Mountains Map, and his main task was half completed.
Unfortunately, I had to be checked over and over again before coming in, so I couldn't bring the storage bag in at all. Now I can only put it in my arms.
"You, you are not Bai Jintang!" The prince looked at the picture in Zhao Yushu's hand, his face pale. If he still couldn't guess who the other person was, he might as well just kill himself and accompany his ancestors.
"Zhao! Yu! Shu!"
Zhao Yushu smiled and tore off the disguise on his face: "It's been a long time since I last saw you, Prince. Are you surprised? Are you surprised?"
The young Taoist priest's face turned pale. Zhao Yushu was one realm lower than him, but in front of him, he not only dodged the palm thunder, but also directly snatched the prince's treasure. If he wanted to kill the prince just now, would he have succeeded?
A fifth-level heaven master could easily kill people and steal treasures in front of five sixth-level heaven masters, especially himself, the world-famous little heavenly master. If this news got out, he would never be able to face returning to Longhu Mountain in his life.
And how did he suddenly appear beside the prince just now? He felt familiar.
"Kill him for me!"
Zhao Yushu turned around and ran. As long as he could escape from the imperial mausoleum, the wolf girl would be able to pick him up. In extreme cases, the wolf girl would definitely have a way to contact Boss Gu to rush to his aid from afar.
"Seal the door! Don't let Zhao Yushu escape!"
The person who shouted was neither the prince nor the little Taoist priest.
It’s Prince Fu.
General Wang was stunned, as if he didn't understand why Zhao Yushu was inside. Wan Qiming waved his hands without hesitation, and layer upon layer of mirrors instantly blocked the gate of the imperial mausoleum.
"What are you doing! His Majesty is still inside!" General Wang was furious.
"Didn't you hear His Royal Highness Prince Fu order the door to be sealed?" Wan Qiming said confidently, his hands never stopping, layer upon layer of mirrors, almost surrounding the entire imperial mausoleum.
General Wang's eyes widened, and he suddenly realized: "So you are Prince Fu's man."
Wan Qiming sneered disdainfully: "I am the emperor of the Tang Dynasty. As for who will become the emperor, that is not something we warriors should worry about. Anyway, you and I cannot enter the imperial mausoleum now. If I withdraw these and let Zhao Yushu escape, General Wang, will you go to the academy to catch him?"
General Wang was suddenly speechless. He clenched and unclenched his fists, but in the end he said nothing.
Seeing General Wang give in, Wan Qiming smiled and said, "General Wang is the inner scene. No matter who becomes the emperor, they will always respect you."
General Wang hesitated for a moment after hearing this, but finally unclenched his fist and nodded.
At this moment, the two of them felt a sense of alarm in their hearts. General Wang and Wan Qiming turned around almost at the same time, and attacked with a palm, but then they took several steps back at the same time, looking embarrassed.
"What are you doing, you little dog slave?"
"Of course I'll open the door and save him." The old eunuch retracted his palms and put them behind his back. "I'm just a servant. I don't understand the complicated thoughts of you people, but the prince is in danger in there, I have to save him. There's another person who can't hide. There's no such thing as a hidden enemy here. Whether it's right or wrong, you have to choose a side."
As the old eunuch spoke, a black robe slowly emerged.
"Who the old gentleman wants to save is still hard to say." The messenger from the underworld stood beside Wan Qiming and General Wang without hesitation.
"I heard that you have a close relationship with Zhao Yushu. Haha, I only cooperate with the emperor. You two, let's join hands to kill this old dog first, and then make plans."
The old eunuch smiled and said, "The old immortal fought three people alone in the palace that day. I admire him very much. Let's be shameless for once today and learn from the old immortal's style. Come on."
Outside the imperial mausoleum, there was chaos.
Inside the imperial mausoleum, Zhao Yushu looked at the layers of mirrors in front of him, smiled at himself, and slowly turned around.
I knew I couldn't run away.
Since I can't run away, I can only fight.
With Assassin in his left hand and Minghong in his right hand, Zhao Yushu took a deep breath, took a wrong step, turned into a residual shadow, and rushed straight towards someone.
The young Taoist priest looked at Zhao Yushu who was rushing towards him, and a trace of imperceptible panic flashed through his heart. Why did he choose me?
When outnumbered, the best strategy is to attack the weakest first and defeat them one by one. But I should be the strongest no matter how you look at it, so why did he choose me?
A feeling of being despised arose, making the young master a little angry.
The young Taoist priest raised his sword, and lightning flew out, blocking the black dagger. No weapons were allowed in the imperial mausoleum, but this rule did not apply to the young Taoist priest, nor to the scholar from the Li family who was good at swordsmanship, because they had to protect the prince.
So the scholar thrust his sword forward, ready to cooperate with the young Taoist priest to capture Zhao Yushu.
Then he saw the smile of success on Zhao Yushu's face.
Minghong disappeared in an instant, and then an ancient sword appeared out of thin air.
The young Taoist priest only felt the long sword in his hand sink, and the lightning attached to it suddenly dissipated, while the long sword that the scholar had stabbed straight at him suddenly tilted for no reason, and the whole sword belt made him stagger and almost fall.
Their weapons went out of control at the same time.
The dragon bird of Daxia, all the soldiers surrender.
At the moment when the two lost control, a black light flashed, and the little master leaned back suddenly, and then felt his face numb. After all, he was still a little slow.
"Don't use weapons, there's something wrong with his knife!" The prince shouted hurriedly. Back then in Jiangning Wangjiang Tower, he saw with his own eyes that Zhao Yushu took out this knife from somewhere, and then he was able to make several seventh-level elders of Wangjiang Tower unable to use weapons. Only then was Zhao Yushu able to successfully kill Wang Shaolin.
The young Taoist priest immediately threw away his sword, covered his face with one hand, and took out a talisman from his bosom with the other hand and stuck it on his body, with green light lingering around. At the same time, he threw out another talisman, which turned into a golden semicircle and pressed down towards Zhao Yushu.
The talismans of Mount Longhu are famous all over the world. Zhao Yushu is only at the fifth level. He dare not and cannot take them head-on. As long as he retreats, the five talismans of the sixth level on his side will take the opportunity to surround him and starve him to death!
The young Taoist thought with gritted teeth.
However, Zhao Yushu did not retreat.
The Great Xia Dragon Bird was taken away, and Zhao Yushu stretched out his right hand and pointed the sword.
An extremely sharp spiritual power gushed out from the fingertips.
With a click, the golden shield split open and Zhao Yushu rushed out of it. Even though the collision caused blood to ooze from his mouth and nose, the tip of his sword was still pointing directly at the little Taoist priest.
No one rescued the little master.
Why choose him? Because if Zhao Yushu attacks the weaker one, the Little Heavenly Master, who is the strongest in the sixth heaven, can attack from behind without restraint.
Zhao Yushu was confident that he could defeat him head-on, but he was not confident that he could win by facing him from behind.
But if the target is the Little Heavenly Master, the other three Sixth Heavens are only ordered to protect the prince. As long as the prince is fine, they dare not risk their lives to help.
This mentality might last for a short time, but no matter how short it was, Zhao Yushu successfully created a one-on-one opportunity with the little master.
The young master retreated frantically and thought of another problem at the same time.
I have already applied a healing talisman, why is the blood still flowing from my face?