Chapter 452 Desperate Situation

Chapter 452 Desperate Situation

Zhao Yushu once privately imagined what the scene would be like if one day he had the ability to kill an inner scene.

Probably she used Madam Xu. After her external scene was perfected, or even her internal scene, she used her elusive footwork to appear in the most incredible position and time, and then killed with a clean and neat sword.

Killing the inner scene is like killing a chicken. This is the style I imagined.

And this style has now been displayed in advance.

It was just such an ordinary knife, just such a casual swing.

Although Zhao Yushu could see how much spiritual power was compressed in this knife and how many calculations were hidden in it, it could be said that this knife had been brewing since he left Dongdu, and then it seemed to fall casually today.

With this slash of the sword, a drop of blood flowed from the undefeated golden body of Dabei Temple, and one of the best in the world was lost.

The leader let out a long sigh. Even if he planned for a long time, facing the top masters in the world, no one except the old man dared to guarantee victory.

This blow exhausted his energy and also exhausted the power of the red lotus.

The red lotus reappeared beside the leader, its aura was extremely dim, and the flaming petals that could burn the world seemed about to go out at any time.

The leader walked forward, but even though it was only two steps, it made him walk with great difficulty and he staggered.

He took off the mask, changing it into red and white again, and then put on the red mask himself. Before putting it on, Zhao Yushu watched the leader's face constantly changing, and it seemed that he could no longer maintain Yang He's face.

Snap, the silver mask was slammed hard on the face of Yan Hui, who was breathing his last breath.

"I don't have time to enjoy it slowly, Master, please be patient."

Yan Hui still stood upright, holding the long sword in his hands, but he did not react at all to the leader's behavior.

The gold on Yan Hui's body faded away like a tide, and was sucked towards the silver mask like a whirlpool, while the leader beside him trembled all over, groaning in pain and pleasure, and the sound seemed to be a mixture of dozens of people.

Starting from the blood-red mask, a golden light spread towards the leader.

"Ha, ha, so this is the invincible golden body. What a pity, what a pity, I only had time to take your golden body."

The leader trembled his golden hands, pulled the long sword out of Yan Hui's hand, and then took off the silver mask.

Master Yanhui's eyes were closed, and as his invincible golden body was sucked away, his last bit of life completely dissipated.

Yan Hui, the abbot of Dabei Temple, who was a peerless figure of his time and the leader of Buddhists all over the world, passed away at this moment.

"Zhao Yushu, do you know why I didn't kill you?"

"Because you are kind?"

Zhao Yushu sneered with difficulty.

Yan Hui is dead. Even the old man didn't dare to kill him at will. His death would bring an earthquake to the whole world, and its severity would be no less than the division of the Tang Dynasty.

Gu Changfeng hasn't come yet. Although Zhao Yushu doesn't want him to come, Zhao Yushu can no longer see a way out if he doesn't come.

The leader obviously didn't know what the joke was, but that didn't stop him from hearing that what Zhao Yushu said was not a good thing.

"Everyone knows that the Red Lotus Cult leader wears a silver mask."

The leader took off the red mask on his face, revealing the face of a heroic woman.

"You may not recognize this face, it's Zhou Ruoxian, whom you just guessed. She's a powerful woman, but unfortunately, she raised two stupid daughters."

The silver mask blocked Zhou Ruoxian's face, and then Zhao Yushu was lifted into the air. The black robe behind the leader flew over and was put on Zhao Yushu.

"And at the east gate, many monks saw a man in a black robe and a red mask exchange a few moves with Master Yanhui."

Zhao Yushu finally understood what he was going to do, but before he could open his mouth, it seemed as if his mouth was sealed by something and he couldn't utter a word.

mean!

The red mask floated over slowly and slowly put on Zhao Yushu's face. Zhao Yushu felt his head sinking, and a pair of eyes appeared out of thin air, staring at him in the endless void. At this moment, Zhao Yushu's thoughts seemed to be slowed down.

"Mr. Six of the Academy, who would have thought that Mr. Six of the Academy was a person from the underworld, and was in the heart of my Red Lotus Sect, using the blood of monks to refine medicine, intending to turn Yuezhou into a purgatory on earth, and even killed Master Yanhui, the abbot of the Great Compassion Temple?"

The distant yet clear voice was directly imprinted on his mind. Zhao Yushu found that he could not even struggle. He could only let the leader drag him in the air, along with Yan Hui's body, straight to the east of the city.

"I will not kill you. I am very sad and angry. During my retreat, the people from the underworld caused such a big mess. I will announce it to the world and arrest Zhao Yushu to give an explanation to the Buddhist sect."

Zhao Yushu tried his best to struggle, but his consciousness seemed to be isolated. No matter how his thoughts surged, his body did not move at all.

"Where would Mr. Liu escape to? He is the direct disciple of the old immortal in the academy, and he is also a person from the underworld. Could it be that the old immortal in the academy is the master of the underworld?"

The leader seemed to be muttering to himself, but his steps never stopped.

Zhao Yushu and Yan Hui floated behind the leader and were taken to the East Gate like kites.

"How could Zhao Yushu do such a terrible thing when he was alone? He must have had help from someone inside. The old man Jiang Yan is one of them. The Yuezhou garrison commander Zhu Xian is another. Ah, there is also the wavering daughter of Nanyang governor Lan Rong. She has been hiding for a long time and even instigated the Nanyang branch's acting leader Fang Sanniang to rebel and kill our Qiantang leader Yang He. The Red Lotus Cult suffered heavy losses."

"Well!"

Zhao Yushu's sea of ​​energy surged, and the six magic weapons roared together, twisting into a sharp aura that stabbed fiercely into his sea of ​​consciousness.

The severe pain that penetrated deep into his soul finally made Zhao Yushu regain a bit of clarity, and Madam Xu appeared directly in his hands.

The moment Madam Xu appeared, the spiritual power that the leader used to bind him was forcibly cut off, and Zhao Yushu fell heavily from mid-air.

"Oh? This weapon is quite interesting."

Although it was somewhat unexpected that Zhao Yushu could temporarily break free from his control, it did not cause any trouble to the leader.

As someone who can kill Yan Hui head-on, even without moving his hands or feet, his eyes alone are enough to kill a mere sixth-level heaven cultivator.

Instead, he was very curious about what Zhao Yushu could do in his current state.

"I'll give you one chance. Don't let me down. But as a lesson for your disobedience, you have to be punished first."

The leader took a look at the right hand that was holding Madam Xu's. With a click, Zhao Yushu let out a suppressed cry of pain. His right hand was broken.

Madam Xu rolled to the side with a clang.

"Before I die, can I ask you a question?"

"Oh, Mr. Liu asked for your help, how dare I refuse."

"Which one of the underworld are you?"

"I am the Left Envoy."

"Haha, I thought you were the Lord of the Underworld. You are really good at hiding yourself. However, Left Envoy, I remember that when you were the leader, you said very little. Have you ever heard a word?"

"Appreciate further details."

"Villains die from talking too much."

A hint of green emerged, and the leader frowned. He saw a hand grabbing Madam Xu and stabbing her fiercely.