Yan Wulu fell on the stone bricks of the palace, with blood stains all over his body.
The black brocade clothes and red blood contrast with each other.
Yan Wulu's eyes were blurred, and his whole body seemed to be out of strength, but only the [Emperor Sword] in his hand was still tightly held in his hand.
Yao Zhihong no longer has any patience for him.
The poisonous needles he had sent out before to induce coma were all blocked by the opponent.
Is this the realm of "man and sword unite"?
Even though the opponent is still a weakling with a second-level martial arts level, he has been able to sustain himself for so long...
Or... is it because you don't want to kill the other party at all?
Yao Zhihong kept thinking in his heart.
He did have the thought of killing the other party completely at that moment...
But the thought was fleeting.
After all, it would be an unwise choice to make an enemy of the Zhenbei King and the Zhenbei Army.
"Your Highness, this is the end of it."
Yao Zhihong thought to himself and took out a silver needle from his sleeve again.
In the previous attack, Yan Wulu had already injured his calf.
There was no way he could avoid it.
"... Don't worry, Zhihong will fulfill his promise. Your Majesty, you just need to sleep for a while. When you wake up, everything will be over."
Yao Zhihong said and swung out a needle.
Silver slender needles, whirlwinds with a hint of internal force, cut through the air...
Yan Wulu's deep black eyes reflected the shadow of the silver needle...
There is no way to avoid it.
But...he no longer needs to hide.
Dressed in black armor, he appeared in front of Yan Wulu and blocked the silver needle.
Yao Zhihong had internal strength and the indestructible silver needle pierced the black armor, but it was like an embroidery needle piercing a solid rock.
After the impact, it fell off without any force, leaving almost no trace.
Yao Zhihong was slightly surprised...
It wasn't until he took a closer look that he discovered——
Isn't the black armor standing in front of Yan Wulu the boy named Xiao who died under Yan Wulu's sword?
The latter was now wearing heavy black armor, with only his face exposed, and his broken arms seemed to have been reattached.
but……
He seemed to be unconscious, his complexion was greenish and black, unlike ordinary people, and there was a black aura lingering around him to the naked eye.
In fact, even Yan Wulu was a little shocked when he saw the face of the man in black armor.
Yan Wulu knew that Yao Yingran had prepared a secret weapon, but what he didn't know was...this secret weapon turned out to be - Xiao Zichen?!
"Your Majesty, I've kept you waiting for a long time!"
In the distant corridor, Yao Yingran also jumped over in a few steps.
It is different from the powerful black armor that suddenly appeared before.
The black armor sank with great force, struck and charged fiercely, and appeared in front of Yan Wulu, with all the stone bricks under his feet shattered.
And Yao Yingran's whole body looks as light as a floating leaf. At first glance, it is due to the special Qing Gong movement.
"Senior Yao, you are finally here..." Yan Wulu responded with a wry smile.
Yao Yingran also smiled apologetically.
He leaned over and immediately came to the Crown Prince's body, and quickly tapped several acupuncture points on the Crown Prince's legs with his fingers to prevent the spread of Yao Zhihong's coma-causing silver needle toxin.
Immediately, Yao Yingran stood up and coldly ordered to the black armor——
"Kill that man."
Yao Yingran finished speaking.
From the beginning to the end, the black armor seemed to be a mechanism, a puppet, with no self-awareness at all.
The black armor raised his head slightly, and after receiving the order, without any hesitation, he immediately stepped forward and went straight to Yao Zhihong.
Yao Zhihong was a little surprised.
But not for the people and things in front of me...
Logically speaking, shouldn't Jun Xing have already blocked Yaogu's people?
Why, Yao Yingran and the black-armored monster in front of him will still appear here?
The majestic Blue Sea Sword Master... actually didn't even block one of his younger nephews?
Even though there were thousands of thoughts in his mind for a while, Yao Zhihong calmed down quickly.
Yao Zhihong is also a figure who has been in the world for hundreds of years.
The world calls him the "King of Poisonous Hell", and it's not for nothing...
Others might not be able to see it, but Yao Zhihong could tell at a glance what was special about the black-armored monster in front of him...
Immortal and immortal, fearless of swords and axes.
"Yingran, I didn't expect that you actually created this monster thing..."
"...This is a ghost that even the ancestors of Yaowang Valley dare not touch - the five-armored demon puppet."
"Yao Zhihong, when it comes to martial arts and poisonous techniques, I am far from your opponent..."
Yao Yingran stood on one side, facing Yao Zhihong tit for tat.
"...But, I must kill you!"
"...So, as long as I can kill you, even if it means dancing with the evil spirits, what can I do?"
Yao Yingran said, his face filled with bloodthirsty excitement for a moment.
In the distance, Yan Wulu was stunned for a moment...
At this moment, Yao Yingran doesn't have the celestial spirit that he had when he first met in the Zhenbei Palace, nor does he have the slightest bit of flattery in the past.
He has been planning for half his life in Yaowang Valley, just to get... today!
To get it, kill Yao Zhihong!
"Yingran, I didn't expect that your hatred for me is so deep."
Yao Zhihong struck with the black-armored demon puppet with a palm, repelling the sudden black-armored demon puppet, "...I originally thought that there was just a difference of ideas between you and me."
"I don't agree with my ideas?"
Yao Yingran suddenly smiled strangely and repeated the other person's words...
"...You are a scumbag who dares to imprison your own sister-in-law and my biological mother!"
"...You are a scumbag who dares to use the art of harvesting yin and replenishing yang on your own sister-in-law!"
"...You did that kind of thing to your sister-in-law, my mother, how can I not hate you!"
"... Yao Zhihong, you know, after I learned the truth, after I saw my mother's mummy, after I knew that during that time, you treated my mother as a toy in a furnace.
, how I wanted to kill you right away, you scumbag!"
"...How dare you make me not hate you!"
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Yao Yingran's mother and Yao Zhihong's sister-in-law, Yao Bai, although she does not have a Taiyin constitution, she has strong Yin energy.
After the previous generation Yao Yingran's father, Yao Yingran, died mysteriously, Yao Bai also fell seriously ill and died suddenly.
But in fact, Yao Bai was imprisoned in the Snow Valley by Yao Zhihong and used as an object to collect yin and replenish yang.
Yao Yingran, who was fashionable and young at the time, accidentally bumped into the mummified corpse of his mother Yao Bai one day. Yao Yingran's eyes suddenly turned red and he knelt down in pain.
After careful investigation and learning the whole story, Yao Yingran hated Yao Zhihong deeply!
He wished he could eat his flesh and drink his blood!
Later, as the investigation deepened, it was revealed that the mysterious death of Yao Yingran's father was also inextricably linked to Yao Zhihong.
The hatred of killing one's father and insulting one's mother is irreconcilable.
Yao Yingran endured the humiliation for half his life and was determined to kill the other party!
And the evil ghost inside the metal carriage was the secret weapon he used to kill Yao Zhihong!
——The core evil spirit used to create the "Five-armored Demon Puppet".