Chapter 227: Wei Wuya, Die!

Beyond the Heavens, inside the palace.

As soon as Yao Yue spoke, the entire palace was filled with a murderous intent.

Hua Wuque's heart jolted; he gritted his teeth and said, "Yes."

Yao Yue slowly pointed at Jiang Xiaoyu and said, "Is he Jiang Xiaoyu?"

Xiaoyuer was already shouting, "That's right, I am Jiang Xiaoyu, the only little fish in the whole world."

Hua Wuque said in a deep voice, "He is Xiaoyuer."

Yao Yue said coldly, "Good, kill him then."

Hua Wuque looked at Xiaoyuer, but he had fallen silent, a feeling beyond words rising in his heart. He only felt that this was not his enemy, but an intimate friend he had known for many years.

Xiaoyuer suddenly roared, "Why must you force him? If you want me dead, do it yourself... What secret are you hiding? Why do you not dare to strike yourself?"

Yao Yue's face grew colder, and she said coldly, "Wuxue, I told you to strike, did you not hear me?"

"Yes, First Palace Master." Hua Wuque let out a long sigh; although he did not wish to kill Xiaoyuer, he could not go against the First Palace Master's will.

Xiaoyuer laughed aloud, "Hua Wuque, make your move. If I, Xiaoyuer, can die by your hands, that is enough. But I, Xiaoyuer, will never just stand by and be captured; you must be careful too."

"Sister," Lianxing could not help but say.

"Shut up." Yao Yue glared fiercely at Lianxing: "Right now I am the First Palace Master, and you are the Second Palace Master; you must listen to me."

A look of helplessness appeared on Lianxing's beautiful face as she cast her gaze toward Yu Liancheng.

Yu Liancheng wore a smile and nodded at Lianxing, signaling for her to be at ease.

Hua Wuque and Xiaoyuer had already begun to trade blows.

Hua Wuque was a rare expert of the current age; apart from Xiaoxiannv, he rarely met a match among the younger generation.

Xiaoyuer had encountered fortuitous events during this period, and his martial arts had improved significantly. But compared to Hua Wuque, he was still a large gap behind.

Soon, amidst fist winds and palm shadows, the two had exchanged about eighty moves.

Of course, the reason Xiaoyuer could hold on for so long was, firstly, that Hua Wuque could not bear to strike, leaving much room in his attacks. Secondly, Xiaoyuer was quick-witted and adaptable.

But even so, Xiaoyuer's situation was becoming increasingly dangerous.

Everyone present was an expert. If they continued to fight like this, it was feared that in twenty more moves, Xiaoyuer would be injured, and in forty, he would die under Hua Wuque's palms.

Yao Yue watched this scene before her, appearing to tremble.

——Trembling with excitement.

And it was at this moment that an unexpected event occurred.

Wei Wuya, whose acupoints had been sealed by Lianxing, suddenly moved.

His hand pressed onto his wheelchair, and with a "whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh" of wind breaking through the air, four black lights shot toward Xiaoyuer and Hua Wuque from four directions.

These four Black Bone Arrows traveled with extreme speed and force. Xiaoyuer and Hua Wuque had already focused their entire attention on each other, and by the time they sensed something amiss, it was too late.

"You dare?"

Yao Yue's expression changed instantly, and with a cold shout, she drifted out like a ghost.

She would never allow anyone to disrupt this duel, nor would she allow Xiaoyuer or Hua Wuque to die at the hands of another.

It was just that these Black Bone Arrows were shot too quickly, so Yao Yue had to intercept the two aimed at Hua Wuque, while Lianxing went to intercept the two aimed at Hua Wuque.

And this was the moment Wei Wuya had been waiting for.

His wheelchair suddenly surged out toward the outside of the palace, its momentum even faster than the crossbow arrows he had fired.

A triumphant and ferocious light flickered in Wei Wuya's eyes.

As long as he could get out.

As long as he could reach that place.

In reality, Wei Wuya dared to lure Yao Yue and Lianxing here with a letter because he naturally had full confidence.

This "Rat Hole" was his base of operations; as soon as he got out and pressed the mechanism, he could seal the exit and slowly enjoy the sight of everyone's ugly expressions before death.

The reason he had been stopped by Lianxing earlier was, firstly, he had not anticipated the strength of Lianxing's Mingyu Nine Layers, and secondly, the eccentric Xiaoyuer had used a method to create noise, causing him to be discovered.

Wei Wuya had already been in despair; although his internal energy was not low, it was still lacking to break through the acupoints sealed by Lianxing's heavy-handed technique.

Who would have thought that Xiaoyuer's dozen or so slaps, back and forth, were powerful and heavy, yet they had coincidentally helped him.

However, although he had used Xiaoyuer's strength to unseal his acupoints, Lianxing and Yao Yue were both here, so how could he dare to escape at will? Thus, he waited until Hua Wuque and Xiaoyuer were in the heat of their battle before finally finding an opportunity.

Wei Wuya first fired the four Black Bone Arrows to prevent Lianxing and Yao Yue from paying attention to him, then seized the chance to escape.

And all of this had been planned very smoothly.

"Eh, this wheelchair of yours is quite interesting." Just as Wei Wuya was about to rush out of the great hall, a voice suddenly drifted into his ears, carrying a sense of curiosity.

Wei Wuya subconsciously glanced to the side and could not help but be shocked.

He saw a black figure right beside him. This person had their hands behind their back, and their whole body did not seem to move much, yet they glided with extreme speed and ethereal grace, as if riding the wind.

Wei Wuya had seen Lianxing's lightness skill, which was exquisite and peerless, but compared to the person before him, it was a notch inferior.

"Guests are welcome. A distinguished guest like me has arrived, yet you, the host, do not entertain me—this is truly quite improper. Why not use this life of yours to apologize?" The black figure seemed to laugh lightly, and one hand reached out toward Wei Wuya.

No one could describe the speed and power of this grab.

Under this grab, Wei Wuya felt the space around him collapsing and contracting inch by inch, as if a fishing net were being cast over him, and he was nothing more than a little fish struggling in vain.

Wei Wuya suddenly roared, and he actually left his wheelchair, pouncing toward Yu Liancheng. Ten short swords suddenly appeared in his hands, slashing toward Yu Liancheng.

It turned out that this person, like that old pedant on Wumingdao, kept three or four-inch-long fingernails on each finger, usually curled into a ball. When fighting others, he would infuse True Qi into his fingertips, and the fingernails would spring out like swords.

Under the lamplight, one could see these ten fingernails faintly flashing with a black light, clearly coated with deadly poison; if Yu Liancheng were scratched even a little, it would be incurable.

And within this pouncing momentum, he had hidden seven or eight variations of follow-up moves, each one unexpected, strange, and vicious.

On the other side, Xiaoyuer and Hua Wuque had stopped fighting and, seeing this scene, could not help but secretly feel nervous for Yu Liancheng.

Yao Yue and Lianxing's expressions were normal, because they knew that Wei Wuya was definitely no match for Yu Liancheng.

Just as Wei Wuya's fingernails were about to collide with Yu Liancheng's grab, Yu Liancheng's claw stance changed again, as natural and agile as the wind.

Wei Wuya's ten fingers naturally could not grasp the wind, yet the wind could lunge toward his throat.

"I didn't expect you to be in such a rush to seek death; I have no choice but to fulfill your wish." In the blink of an eye, no one could see Yu Liancheng's movements clearly; he had already grabbed Wei Wuya by the throat and lifted Wuya up, just as if he were holding a large rat.

With a "crack," the large rat became a dead rat.

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