Chapter 855

And why Zhang Wuxia, who was clearly restrained by the person named Leader Dongfang, would suddenly come to help.

Thinking of Leader Dongfang, she subconsciously looked over there.

She found that Leader Dongfang was already lying on the ground, life or death unknown.

Judging from the previous situation, Zhang Wuxia wanted to take down the rampaging Leader Dongfang.

She had to wait for Leader Dongfang's internal injuries to flare up before she could succeed.

At this moment, Leader Dongfang was like this, clearly something unexpected had happened.

But Wu Zetian was in danger, and for public and private reasons, Shangguan Wan'er could not give up, and did not want to give up the rescue.

She hadn't run far when a clear bell rang.

The next moment, a slender hand suddenly appeared in mid-air.

As if playing in mid-air, she suddenly played several finger techniques, attacking Shangguan Wan'er's vital points.

Looking at this offensive, Shangguan Wan'er felt it was extremely complicated.

She had no way to crack it for a while.

But if she didn't crack it, she could only retreat.

But Zhang Wuxia had already taken the ancient cup from Wu Zetian.

And with an evil smile, she took a short dagger from her waist and prepared to cut Wu Zetian's vital points.

"Zhang Wuxia, stop!"

Shangguan Wan'er was shocked, she vaguely sensed something wrong.

This special cup was the Great Tang treasure that Wu Zetian brought out of the palace for self-defense this time—the Gold-Inlaid Beast-Head Agate Cup.

The name sounds awkward and vulgar.

But this treasure was indeed nurtured by the dragon energy of the successive emperors of the Great Tang.

Therefore, once this treasure is activated, it can also exert great power like the Great Qin He Shi Bi.

Not to mention the Earthly Immortal Realm, I fear that even ordinary masters at the Mythical Realm would have to retreat three times.

It was precisely because she was worried about Wu Zetian that Shangguan Wan'er had no choice but to lift her wolf-hair brush, perform the martial arts that were both writing and martial, and dismantle the attacking finger techniques.

She was full of the idea that she would suffer one or two injuries, dodge this round of finger techniques, and then take the opportunity to break through the person blocking her.

Then take the opportunity to kill her, snatch the Gold-Inlaid Beast-Head Agate Cup from Zhang Wuxia's hand, and save the Empress Wu Zetian.

Finally, release the signal to lead the Great Tang protecting masters to return as soon as possible.

"Lord Shangguan, I didn't expect you to underestimate my Heavenly Demon Finger Technique!"

The originally complicated finger technique, in a burst of wonderful sounds, suddenly retracted.

It actually combined countless fingers into one.

It happened to follow the gaps in Shangguan Wan'er's martial arts and pointed at her vital point on her wrist.

Suffering this heavy blow, Shangguan Wan'er could no longer hold the wolf-hair brush, and that set of martial arts naturally could not be performed.

In shock, she wanted to unfold her light-body technique to dodge.

But since the enemy had launched an offensive and calculated step by step, how could she give Shangguan Wan'er space to dodge and move.

After the jade finger hit Shangguan Wan'er's wrist, it jumped several times.

In an instant, it pointed at all the vital points on Shangguan Wan'er's chest and abdomen.

With this, Shangguan Wan'er could no longer maintain her figure.

She couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood and fell down.

Coincidentally, she fell to Wu Zetian's feet.

"Your Majesty... I... I can't save you..."

Shangguan Wan'er spat blood from the corner of her mouth, raised her head with difficulty to look at Wu Zetian, and said powerlessly.

Wu Zetian saw that because of her, her close friend and confidant was seriously injured and almost died, and the grief in her heart could be imagined.

She didn't care about her own safety, and actually said to a barefoot beauty slowly appearing in mid-air,

"This girl, can you let Wan'er go.

If you let her go, no matter what you want, I can give it to you.

Even if you want my life!"

Over the years, Shangguan Wan'er was truly the only one Wu Zetian could speak her heart to.

Only Shangguan Wan'er could tolerate Wu Zetian's Wu Wu Meiniang side.

Only in front of Shangguan Wan'er could she return to being her true self.

At this moment, because of her, Shangguan Wan'er was seriously injured and dying.

Wu Zetian couldn't bear it and was willing to sacrifice herself.

"Giggle!"

That barefoot beauty lifted her light gauze, covered her mouth and laughed, saying,

"What a touching sisterly love! If I had a sister like you, how good that would be."

"If you are willing, Wan'er and I can both be your sisters."

Wu Zetian was confused by concern, actually if she calmed down, she would know how she begged, and the enemy would not stop until the goal was achieved.

Shangguan Wan'er originally heard Wu Zetian willing to give up her life for her.

At this moment, she was even more condescending, almost begging.

She felt uncomfortable and angry, and immediately endured the severe pain and said,

"Wu Meiniang, no, don't beg her... no..."

She truly wanted to remind Wu Zetian, what is the use of begging this enemy.

It was just that when the words reached her lips, her injuries flared up, and under the severe pain, she almost passed out.

The barefoot beauty saw this and laughed until she was leaning back and forth.

Then she slowly descended to the ground, landed beside Wu Zetian, reached out and pinched her chin, and said,

"What a deep sisterly love, it's a pity, you are Wu Zetian, not Wu Zhao.

Otherwise..."

"Otherwise what?"

Wu Zetian was curious in her heart, who is this Wu Zhao?

"Zhang Wuxia, do it!"

The barefoot beauty changed her face when she heard Wu Zetian's question, no longer paid attention to her, and said coldly to Zhang Wuxia.

"Yes, Sect Master!"

Zhang Wuxia took the order, immediately holding the short dagger, and gestured toward Wu Zetian's wrist.

The dagger cut across Wu Zetian's wrist, and blood flowed like a fountain, pouring out.

Zhang Wuxia immediately picked up the Gold-Inlaid Beast-Head Agate Cup and poured all of Wu Zetian's blood into the cup, not a drop left.

It is strange to say, this Gold-Inlaid Beast-Head Agate Cup is only the size of a wine goblet.

Even if it held a hu of wine, I fear it couldn't hold it.

Wu Zetian's wrist was cut, and the amount of blood loss in a short time was truly terrifying.

Such a massive amount of blood was all injected into this Gold-Inlaid Beast-Head Agate Cup, and not a bit overflowed.

With the massive blood loss, Wu Zetian only felt dizzy.

If it weren't for being poked in the vital points and having the force of extreme yin left in her body, she would have fallen by now.

Even so, with the massive loss of blood, her face was as pale as paper, her lips turned white rapidly, and she closed her eyes powerlessly.

With the blood injected into the Gold-Inlaid Beast-Head Agate Cup, the originally dark brown cup body gradually became more crystal clear.

After this Great Tang treasure turned ochre, bursts of indescribable aura spread from the cup.

"Alright, enough!"

In the process of bleeding Wu Zetian, the barefoot beauty had been paying attention to Wu Zetian, not the Gold-Inlaid Beast-Head Agate Cup.

Seeing that Wu Zetian was almost fainting, and sensing that the Gold-Inlaid Beast-Head Agate Cup had changed.

This barefoot beauty said something immediately, and without waiting for Zhang Wuxia to act, she flicked lightly.

She closed the wound on Wu Zetian's wrist in mid-air.

"Sect Master, it's done, it's really done."