Chapter 1493: In for a Penny, In for a Pound

But his movements were still frozen, as if frozen with time, his eyes still staring at He He Lingchuan: "You... you..."

How did all this happen? Several wounds appeared on his back, and blood quickly stained his clothes.

The power of collapse cannot be offset by a few conventional protective talismans.

He He Lingchuan stared at Qingyang, not even bothering to give He Yang a glance, then grabbed He Yang's hair with his right hand and kicked his leg fiercely! In the splashing blood, He Yang was beheaded and torn apart! The severed limbs fell on the performance stage, a mess.

This is provocation, it is done for Qingyang to see.

People, he has already killed, in for a penny, in for a pound.

There were exclamations all around, and blood splashed on He He Lingchuan's face, but he didn't wipe it, adding three points of ferocity.

Using borrowed magic weapons to fight a life-and-death fight, not being familiar with it is this end.

He turned to face the Yao King and Qingyang, raised the trophy in his hand high, that is, He Yang who only had one-fifth left, and exhaled: "Fortunately, I did not disgrace my mission!"

A crisp sound of "po" came from his left arm, like a broken glaze.

He glanced at it and found that the mirror surface of the soul-absorbing mirror was cracked!

The direction, length, and shape of the cracks were exactly the same as the small round mirror.

"Ah—it hurts!" The soul-absorbing mirror was full of screams in He He Lingchuan's ears, "It hurts, it hurts, it hurts to death!"

He He Lingchuan took He Yang as a meat shield, but didn't completely offset the damage of "one loss, all loss". Fortunately, there was still a soul-absorbing mirror, and the remaining damage was absorbed by it, which was clean and thorough.

The soul-absorbing mirror has been with He He Lingchuan for a long time, and has eaten a lot of emperor flow pulp, and its hardness and strength are far from what it was back then, even if it is used as a shield to block long guns and sharp blades, it is no problem.

But it actually cracked now, and it cracked so cleanly?

If this power had fallen directly on He He Lingchuan, he would have died or been seriously injured, at least his hands and feet would not be intact.

"Be careful." The soul-absorbing mirror was almost crying, and had to remind He He Lingchuan, "I'm cracked, I can't be a shield for the time being."

There were exclamations all around, and the VIPs in the seat also stood up one after another.

Even the Yao King, who claimed to be well-informed, was stunned at this time.

The first person to die in battle on the performance stage today was actually the confidant of Regent Qingyang, the Left Commander of the Qing Guard! Qingyang's eyes swept over the soul-absorbing mirror, her eyebrows stood up: "Unreasonable!"

Even with He Yang blocking, He He Lingchuan shouldn't be intact. Even if Qingyang was furious, she could still see his defensive magic weapon at once.

Such a level of treasure, how can a small Yangshan Island Master deserve it? Could it be given by Shuangye? She was furious, and the three Qing guards on the side of the stage rushed directly to the performance stage.

The palace guards guarding the side of the stage were slightly hesitant, not knowing whether to intercept. Their duty is to maintain the order of the performance stage, but the ones rushing up are the regent's subordinates.

In this trance, the Qing guards had already bypassed them and surrounded He He Lingchuan.

I don't know who shouted: "Kill!"

Ding Qingshan and others took action immediately! At the same time, Wanqifeng, Wang Wang Fubao, and three Black Armor Army soldiers rushed forward, roaring "Don't hurt my master", and launched an attack on the Qing guards.

The performance stage was in chaos.

The foreign envoys didn't expect that there would be an interspersed performance this time, and they all watched with relish. Qu Ruhai laughed: "Bet, bet again! I still bet on Island Master He!"

Island Master He had bet on him to win before, so he could be considered to have returned the favor.

Island Master He is amazing, and won him a lot of money.

The Yao King finally came back to his senses, his beard curled with anger: "What kind of system is this, separate them!"

This is an imperial stage for him to perform, not a chaotic open space in a vegetable market! The monarch gave a clear order, and nearly a hundred palace guards swarmed up, adopting human wall tactics, forcibly separating the two sides.

During this process, there were constant groans, and palace guards were injured by the Qing guards from time to time, and three were hit in the back of the head and chest, falling down on the spot, breathing weakly.

He He Lingchuan also stood aside, his eyes still staring at Ding Qingshan.

As soon as he fought, he knew that this Ding True Person's strength was not under He Yang, and his tactics were more erratic. He Yang sent Ding Qingshan to invite him to a life-and-death fight before, which was not a contempt.

The Yao King also pointed at the two who let the Qing guards go on stage: "Neglect of duty! Take them down and wait for disposal!"

These two worked in the palace and should have performed their duties meticulously, but they didn't dare to stop when facing the Qing guards. This time the Qing guards could surround He Xiao, and maybe they would surround the monarch in the future. Can they still not stop? Taking advantage of this time, He He Lingchuan took out the contract from his arms, shook it at the surroundings, faced Qingyang and said loudly: "Life and death are determined by fate, don't complain about misfortune! This was written by Commander He himself!"

He was full of energy, and could be heard for five miles, even echoing over the Jade Sound Palace.

Everyone at the scene heard every word clearly.

This is a life-and-death fight! Both participants wrote their wills in advance, but He He Lingchuan's didn't come in handy.

Legal and compliant, you have to recognize your fate if you die.

The Yao King also had mixed feelings in his heart.

He did want to frustrate Qingyang and vent his anger, but He Xiao suddenly killed the head of the Qing guards, this, this...

Is this anger too big?

The Yao King flashed a trace of uneasiness in his heart.

But seeing Qingyang furious, he felt refreshed in his heart.

The capable general was slaughtered, hehe, it's time to let this old witch taste the pain he suffered a few days ago.

Then again, the one who killed He Yang was a foreign merchant, not a Yao person.

When the boss doesn't come out, isn't it just the little brothers under him slaughtering each other for fun?

Besides, He Xiao was originally unable to leave the Yao capital alive.

The Yao King calculated, while striding onto the performance stage, the palace guards around him gathered towards him, so as not to be injured by mistake.

He took the life-and-death form of He Yang from He He Lingchuan and looked

The atmosphere had already been built up to this point; in front of all the officials, he had to support He Xiao.

Gu Xuan and the others hurriedly joined in, clapping their hands with a flurry of applause.

One, two... at first it was still a bit sparse, as the officials were still immersed in shock.

The court struggles they understood, the choosing of sides they understood, were not like this—bloody and immediate, about to result in life-or-death.

In a daze, it felt as if something had changed.

But everyone around them was clapping, especially the officials who had purchased the Youhu Villa; they clapped with great enthusiasm, so the other officials hesitated for a moment and had no choice but to raise their hands.

With leaders taking the initiative, the applause quickly spread throughout the entire venue.

Fan Shuang stood under the platform, his palms clapped red.

Amazing, He Xiao was too amazing! He just knew He Xiao would definitely not die!

Qingyang stared fixedly at King Yao and He Xiao, who were surrounded by palace guards in the center, her face as cold as frost.

As soon as King Yao opened his mouth, he set the tone for the matter: "a performance."

Imperial duels had always included life-or-death fights, and people had died in them every year. If others could use it as a grand opening, why couldn't her subordinates? Therefore, He Xiao was not only innocent, but King Yao would also reward him later.

If he continued to be this arrogant, even more officials would be emboldened to purchase the Youhu Villa. And this meant that more officials would choose to side with King Yao.

But Qingyang also understood that for the moment, King Yao had won this round, and it was not appropriate for her to make another move.

"Rules are rules. Since it was an imperial life-or-death duel, He Yang's skills were inferior; what crime has He Xiao committed?" Qingyang's calm voice reached everyone's ears. "Everyone, return."

The Qing Guards then put away their weapons, lifted He Yang's corpse, and returned to the side of the Regent.

Qingyang's gaze fell on He He Lingchuan, and she gave a gloomy smile: "He Xiao, you entered the capital in the name of a merchant, but I didn't expect your combat power to be so formidable; even after killing He Yang, you still had energy to spare. In my opinion, even Xue Zongwu is no match for you; you truly are a hero among the youth."

The Soul-Stealing Mirror made an 'oh' sound: "This old witch is so vicious, she's clearly implying you killed Xue Zongwu!"

He He Lingchuan's expression remained as usual. If Qingyang had evidence, she would have brought it out long ago; she wouldn't be here making baseless accusations until now.

"How could my petty tricks catch the eye of the Regent? It was merely a narrow victory relying on a powerful magic treasure. The Regent has so many talented people under her command; isn't any one of them stronger than me? Even General Zhongwu could steadily defeat me."

He He Lingchuan wouldn't accept this heavy accusation; he directly threw it back at the other side.

If he were capable of killing Xue Zongwu, Qingyang and her subordinates would be even more so. In the eyes of today's audience, Qingyang's overall strength was far more formidable than He Xiao's.

Besides, there had always been a rumor circulating in Yao Capital that Xue Zongwu was killed by the Regent herself!

General Zhongwu's expression changed; he hadn't expected to be sitting in his seat and have trouble fall from the sky.

What did this have to do with him? These two sides were at each other's throats, why bring him into it! But to King Yao and the officials, these words had a different, deeper meaning:

If it were truly as He Xiao said, and General Zhongwu was stronger than him, then the previous imperial duel, where he and Qu Ruhai fought to a draw, was just a performance!

If they had to fight to a draw and both be injured, what did that mean? It meant General Zhongwu had powerful crowd-control abilities, and that his combat power was more than a notch higher than Qu Ruhai's, allowing him to be so at ease.

Everyone looked at Qu Ruhai again; this Rodian man stroked the beard on his chin and said nothing.

Not speaking was an admission.

An admission that Zhongwu was stronger than him.

Otherwise, given this Rodian man's temperament, he would have been shouting about it long ago.

So, why did General Zhongwu hide his true strength? Was he afraid that people would associate it with Xue Zongwu?

That's right, it was said that his whereabouts were unknown on the night Xue Zongwu was murdered, and the reason he gave to King Yao's special envoy was also quite bizarre.

Thinking back on the relationship between Zhongwu and Qingyang, could it really be him? Among the officials' seats, there was a flurry of whispers.

Today's feast was truly worth coming to; explosive news was breaking one after another.

King Yao was skeptical.

If Zhongwu was more powerful than Qu Ruhai, why didn't he steadily suppress Qu Ruhai in the fight just now? He clearly knew that King Yao wanted to teach the Rodian man a lesson! Was it because he wanted to hide his light that he disregarded the dignity of the Yao Nation and only fought to a draw? This was the monarch's birthday celebration; could he not even win glory for the country?

Thinking of this, King Yao's expression became a bit gloomy.

General Zhongwu's face turned the color of a pig's liver with anger: "He Xiao, what do you mean by this!"