At that time, there was darkness between heaven and earth. When Xianyu Hongshan and others rushed out of the room, they saw Hua Yueru and others holding torches and slashing and killing the soldiers in the palace.
The servants and maids present were already powerless, but Hua Yueru and others were rare masters in the Mauryan Dynasty, so how could they endure it?
But in just a matter of seconds, Prince E's palace quickly turned into a hell on earth.
Xianyu Hongshan, Xianyu Shaohua and Master Xuanbei were unable to do anything about it. In fact, just as Master Xuanbei had thought before, Hua Yueru's kung fu had really reached its peak, and Master Xuanbei was still quite advanced compared to it.
A large distance.
Xianyu Hongshan saw that the battle to defend the palace failed so quickly, and it was over in an instant, without even the slightest ambiguity.
So, surrounded by a group of soldiers, he quickly approached Hua Yueru, making up his mind to negotiate with him.
"This heroine, you already lost one of my arms when I was in Jade City of the Maurya Dynasty. Why, are you still dissatisfied?"
Although Wen Zhaolan and others tried every means to stop Xian Yu Hongshan, Xian Yu Hongshan considered himself the head of the family. Now that there was such a big mess in the family, how could he just sit back and watch.
At that time, Hua Yueru held the torch tightly in her left hand and the dragon-slaying sword that Chang Yukun forged for her in her right hand, pointing the tip of the dragon-slaying sword directly at Xianyu Hongshan.
"Xianyu Hongshan, you old thief has caused great pain to my adoptive father. My aunt, I won't be able to relieve the hatred in my heart unless I cut you into pieces!"
Xianyu Hongshan looked at the corpses in the courtyard, a trace of sadness flashed across his expression, he sniffed hard and said: "I admit that Chang Yukun was indeed killed by me, but one of my arms has been damaged."
Without you, is it possible that one arm cannot match the martial arts of your adoptive father?"
Hua Yueru gritted her white teeth and said decisively: "Yes, it's not worth it!"
Hua Yue said this, and as soon as he spoke, he rushed from the place like a bolt of lightning.
It was as if the white snow at her feet was blown into the sky by Hua Yueru's swift figure. Everyone present could see that Hua Yueru clearly wanted to take off Xianyu Hongshan's head with a single sword.
At this moment, a dazzling golden light burst out from Master Xuanbei's palms. Master Xuanbei flew up to Xianyu Hongshan with lightning speed and raised his palms high.
He raised his head and yelled loudly: "Go!"
A large ball of dazzling golden light, like a golden bell, suddenly descended on the heads of Xianyu Hongshan and Master Xuanbei.
From head to toe, the two of them were protected quite tightly.
Because Master Xuanbei's attack was too fast, Hua Yueru had no time to react. When Hua Yueru finally got close to Xianyu Hongshan, she was shocked to find that she could not penetrate Master Xuanbei's golden bell.
Although Huayue has never met Master Xuanbei before, and at most she only had a relationship with Master Xuanbei when they were in Yuqing City, if she can trace back to her adoptive father Chang Yukun, she can reach him.
It’s related.
Hua Yueru bent down her slender waist, placed her palms tightly on Master Xuanbei's golden bell, and shouted sternly: "Master! For the sake of my adoptive father, please get out of the way quickly!
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Master Xuanbei clasped his hands together, shook his head and sighed: "Amitabha, there is a debtor who deserves the blame, but why should the donor of flowers be so hard to think about?"
Master Xuanbei's words immediately stunned Hua Yueru. Hua Yueru's face suddenly darkened, and her voice seemed to be squeezed out from between her teeth. She said coldly: "Master, you are a monk.