Chapter 224: Chapter 82 The Death of Han Qianchou
“Enough!”
Min Jiangtao could no longer contain himself, his powerful aura immediately spreading from within his body, crashing around like tidal waves and forcing the crowd to continuously step back.
As he was making tea, the teapot in Han Qianchou’s hands exploded under the impact of the aura, hot water spilling everywhere.
“How dare you be disrespectful in front of His Majesty, seeking death!”
The Golden Armor Guards around them simultaneously drew their swords and encircled him.
Min Jiangtao spread his arms wide, his zhenqi surged, and the charging guards were thrown backward, smashing into the walls and creating huge holes.
“What are you going to do?”
Seeing that things were getting out of hand, the other party completely lost his temper, a hint of panic flashed in Han Qianchou’s eyes as he hurriedly stood up.
Min Jiangtao stepped forward, “What am I going to do? I just want to ask if Mo Qing was killed by you.”
Han Qianchou nodded, “Indeed, he died in the royal palace…”
Before he could finish speaking, the figure in front of him flashed, and Min Jiangtao had already appeared before him, his palm crashing down.
“You…”
Not expecting his opponent to move so swiftly, Han Qianchou was startled and quickly retreated, his feet tapping the ground while he thrust both palms forward, attempting to block the incoming attack.
However, Min Jiangtao’s strength was too overwhelming. His massive strength hadn’t even reached Han Qianchou, yet it already shattered the air above.
Boom!
Han Qianchou only felt his whole body sink, the floorboards under him immediately shattered, and his body fell down a level, then slammed heavily onto the ground, his chest stuffy and a mouthful of fresh blood spewed out.
Luckily, his organs were well-conditioned and sturdy, otherwise, that single blow would have left him either dead or completely disabled.
“So strong…”
Only at this moment did he realize how vast the gap between him and his opponent was.
He hadn’t even used his Mo Dao, and he was already this formidable; how much stronger would he be once he drew his saber?
Boom!
While still in shock, he saw the ceiling shattered by Min Jiangtao’s strike, the tall figure appearing before him once again. Han Qianchou knew he couldn’t withstand another charge, casting aside all pretenses, he looked towards Yue Longxiao not far away.
“Master Yue, aren’t you going to explain quickly…”
The right time has come; it’s your turn to intervene.
As long as things are explained, even if the other party remains furious, he wouldn’t dare to offend the Wanxiang Sect.
However, contrary to what he had expected, the called-upon Yue Longxiao looked completely confused, “Explain what?”
He truly did not understand and couldn’t grasp what the other party was trying to do.
Min Jiangtao glanced sideways at Yue Longxiao, and seeing his genuine confusion, which was not feigned, he let out a cold snort as the Mo Dao appeared in his palm, taking large steps forward.
“Master Yue, you…”
Han Qianchou continually backed away, livid with rage.
This guy really was unreliable!
Seeing the expression on the other’s face, as if they had some transaction, Yue Longxiao felt wronged and turned to Min Jiangtao, starting to explain, “Elder Min, I don’t understand what he means; I have nothing to do with him…”
“I know!”
Min Jiangtao didn’t say more, raising the Mo Dao in his hand and thrusting it forward sharply.
The glint of the saber was like water, covering the heavens, and Han Qianchou hastily drew a sword from a Golden Armor Guard to meet the attack.
The sword qi flowed, Flowing Light Heavenly Destiny, striking swiftly.
Anybody else might have panicked when suddenly facing such formidable heavenly sword qi, but Min Jiangtao’s strength was too formidable; the Mo Dao thrust forward again.
The sword qi collapsed, and Han Qianchou couldn’t withstand it any longer, blood spraying out as his back slammed against the wall.
Struggling to stand up, he glared at Yue Longxiao, his eyes filled with hatred, “I knew you would deny it; did you really think I wasn’t prepared?”
With that, he gestured with his palm.
Clatter!
Accompanied by the sound of running feet and clashing armor, several figures were pressed forward by a group of guards in golden armor.
Yue Longxiao turned his head and his pupils suddenly contracted.
The escorted individuals were his most beloved students, each of them pale, evidently having suffered greatly.
This guy had actually captured his students as a threat.
“Teacher…”
One of the disciples couldn’t help but cry out.
“Han Qianchou, you are despicable…”
Yue Longxiao’s face turned steely.
“I just feared you wouldn’t keep your promise…”
Han Qianchou snorted coldly, “Master Yue, I hope you will explain as agreed…”
Luckily he had prepared beforehand; otherwise, without speaking up, his appearance just now would have been akin to seeking death.
“Explain nothing, I’m going to kill you to avenge my fellow disciple!”
Before he could finish speaking, a loud shout erupted from not far away, followed immediately by a saber qi tearing through the air.
Han Qianchou swiftly turned his head, only to see Ling Buyang, who hadn’t spoken earlier, had already drawn his Mo Dao and was slashing down at him.
“You…”
He wanted to rebuke, but found the other’s strength explosive like the wind, pressing on his chest, making it difficult to speak, unable to utter a single word.
The sword was raised in an attempt to resist, but the incoming saber qi was like the rising tide of the sea, wave after wave, giving him no chance to breathe.
With a “bang!” the sword shattered, and his back hit the wall once again.
“Master Yue, why hesitate? Hurry and save them!” Zhang Xuan shouted.
“Yes!”
Yue Longxiao then realized, his body swayed as he charged toward the powerful guards dressed in golden armor not far away.
His cultivation was second only to Han Qianchou, having already reached the pinnacle of the Ninefold Source Pool, so how could these golden-armored guards be his match? After a few moves, they were all killed, and several disciples were successfully rescued.
He breathed a sigh of relief and turned his head to look at the battling parties. By now, Ling Buyang had already gained the upper hand, swinging his Mo Dao repeatedly, saber qi like dragons.
“He really reached the second realm…”
Min Jiangtao silently nodded.
The news of his junior brother’s breakthrough had reached him earlier, and now it seemed to be true. However, having just broken through, he seemed still unfamiliar with it. His saber art wasn’t flowing smoothly yet; otherwise, Han Qianchou probably couldn’t have withstood a single move.
Even so, he had already secured the victory in advance.
“Charge…”
The commotion in the room attracted many guards stationed around, each of them charging in, fearlessly rushing toward the three men.
Min Jiangtao huffed coldly. His Mo Dao swung repeatedly, creating a wall of saber qi that kept the crowd at bay.
He might have had some respect for these guards if they had a formation to support them, but now, with the room as his support, more of them only added to the death count.
However, even so, he still had to be wary of his zhenqi running out. While fighting, Min Jiangtao shouted out.
“Buyang, speed up, get this guy under control…”
“Alright!”
Zhang Xuan nodded, let out a fierce shout, and raised his Mo Dao to strike down Han Qianchou.
This move was even more powerful than the previous one. Han Qianchou wanted to dodge but found himself locked by the opponent’s Soul Power, unable to move at all.
Splash!
Accompanied by the sound of tearing, his shoulder was split in two. The vigorous aura he possessed just a moment before immediately dwindled; it seemed, even if he didn’t die on the spot, he was close to it.
“Why didn’t you dodge?”
Zhang Xuan’s expression changed as he hurriedly explained, “Senior brother, I just wanted to hurt him and completely subdue him. I didn’t expect him to submit to death willingly…”
“No matter, death is death.” Min Jiangtao nodded.
He had seen the previous scene. Under normal circumstances, Han Qianchou could definitely have dodged; this occurrence, unexpected even to him, couldn’t be anticipated.
Leaning on the ground, the Qingtian Emperor clearly understood, it wasn’t that he didn’t want to dodge, but that he had been locked by the opponent, unable to escape…
Trying to kill me while pretending…
This Ling Buyang is suspicious.
No, since it’s Zhang Xuan disguised, then… was the previous Yue Longxiao also him in disguise?
No wonder the real Yue Longxiao knew nothing, looking utterly confused…
“It was you…”
His heart suddenly understood, unable to hold back, he pointed at the person in front of him, Ling Buyang. Just as he was about to reveal the truth, he saw the other party rush over anxiously, “You can’t die, I’m here to save you…”
As he was speaking, Ling Buyang had already grabbed his pulse, a robust zhenqi fiercely infused into him.
Just as he thought the other party was using zhenqi to save people, Han Qianchou felt the zhenqi in his body shatter his meridians instantly. The next moment, it was as if someone was choking his throat, and he couldn’t say another word.
At this moment, he finally understood, his previous guess was correct; all of it was “Zhang Xuan’s” strategy, otherwise, he wouldn’t have been so anxious to silence him.
But even knowing everything was already too late, his vision darkened, his heartbeat ceased under the impact of that power.
Darkness before his eyes, a formidable figure, thus fell.
“Emperor Qianchou…”
Zhang Xuan called out anxiously.
“No use shouting, he’s already dead…” Min Jiangtao shook his head, again looking at his junior brother with satisfaction.
To avenge his brother Mo Qing, he had been reckless. It seemed it was indeed a misunderstanding before.
“Good riddance!”
Seeing Han Qianchou killed, Yue Longxiao on the side also breathed a sigh of relief.
Although he didn’t know what had gotten into this guy to act so arrogantly without a trump card, he was also afraid of being bitten back!
After all, he wasn’t familiar with this Min Jiangtao. If he had to explain himself because of any rash statements, he really didn’t know how.
“How did you guys get caught?”
Shaking his head, no longer thinking about these things, he approached several disciples. With a grab in the air, the ropes behind everyone were totally severed. Yue Longxiao looked over with a trace of confusion.
“We…”
The disciple kneeling in front began to struggle to his feet, just about to explain, when suddenly his face flushed and a mouthful of fresh blood burst out.
“Splurt!”
“Splurt!”
Not just him, the other disciples similarly spat out blood, their already pale faces turning deathly white.
“What happened?”
Yue Longxiao rushed forward anxiously, checking their pulses, his body trembling immediately.
“You’re… poisoned? Han Qianchou poisoned you?”
To threaten him, Han Qianchou had actually poisoned these disciples, and this poison, exceedingly tricky, was basically a death sentence without an antidote!
“It’s over…”
Yue Longxiao’s vision darkened.
These disciples were the closest people to him; without them, what was the point of him living?
“Vice Hall Master Ling, check quickly, does he have an antidote on him…”
Unable to hold back any longer, he turned and shouted out.