Young Master in Flower City

Chapter 966 - 967: Vomiting Blood in Rage

Seeing this, Yang Fan frowned slightly, sensing a dangerous aura from the sword. He immediately withdrew his attack, as he knew very well that although that claw could kill Xiao Tianyu and Ye Qingcheng, the strike from the broken sword would also be a sure-kill for him.

He's not that foolish, to sacrifice his life to kill two geniuses.

Buzz~

The gale howled suddenly, and in an instant, the broken sword leapt into the air with the Haotian Sect's powerful members. Within a moment, they descended onto the battlefield, surrounding Xiao Tianyu and Ye Qingcheng to protect them.

It was a close call. If that sword had struck half a second later, the results would have been unimaginable. Of course, that's what everyone thought, not knowing that at the moment Yang Fan launched his attack, a terrifying Primordial Qi was already gathering in Xiao Tianyu's hand.

In other words, the broken sword's strike indirectly saved Yang Fan's life; otherwise, if Xiao Tianyu had attacked, Yang Fan wouldn't have had a chance of survival.

"Yang Fan, you are truly despicable, ambushing two juniors like that. It seems the people of your Great Ming Immortal Sect are all like this: petty scoundrels!" said the broken sword, its voice cold, murderous intent evident, the sword power terrifying.

"Hmph, am I despicable?" Yang Fan looked at the broken sword and snorted coldly, "Your Haotian Sect used underhanded means to kill so many of my Great Ming Immortal Sect's people; your Haotian Sect isn't much better!"

"What a joke!" The broken sword let out a cold laugh, "Your Great Ming Immortal Sect's skills are inferior, and you deserved to die, so who else can you blame?"

"Deserved to die?"

Yang Fan's expression was extremely cold, "How ridiculous, your Haotian Sect's people, using the Martial King Realm to slaughter my Great Ming Immortal Sect's Martial Immortal Realm disciples—are you saying that's our Great Ming Immortal Sect's incompetence?"

"You still have the nerve to say that?" The broken sword snorted.

"What do you mean?"

"Don't you feel foolish?"

"You... *cough cough*~"

"Stop coughing up blood. If you continue, you might die from excessive blood loss!"

Poof~

Before the broken sword could finish its sentence, Yang Fan suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, his eyes icy cold with undisguised killing intent.

Yet the broken sword continued, "I told you not to spit anymore, but you don't listen!"

"..." At these words, many people looked at the broken sword with strange expressions. Is this old guy trying to anger Yang Fan to death? But it seems, as the sword said, that the Great Ming Immortal Sect was indeed too foolish. From the beginning to the end, Xiao Tianyu never claimed to be of the Martial Immortal Realm, so who can they blame?

"Let's go!" The broken sword snorted coldly and led the Haotian Sect's group out of the battlefield. Meanwhile, Liu Yan stepped down from the principal seat, looking at Xiao Tianyu with curious eyes, evidently still shocked.

"This matter won't end here!" As they departed, Ye Qingcheng turned her beautiful eyes and stared at Yang Fan, her voice cold. She was nearly killed by Yang Fan just moments ago; this enmity she is determined to avenge. Though she couldn't now, Ye Qingcheng believed that one day she could exact her revenge.

Upon hearing this, Yang Fan felt a vague panic in his heart. Being targeted by such a remarkable genius was no good thing.

Quickly, under everyone's watchful eyes, the Haotian Sect's group vanished from the battlefield.

Yet the crowd remained unsettled. Today's provocateur was the Great Ming Immortal Sect, which not only lost several talented scions but also many Martial King Realm experts, thoroughly losing face.

Yet this loss seemed one the Great Ming Immortal Sect had to swallow.

Crack~

Ling Xiao's hands clenched tightly, making cracking sounds. The killing intent in his eyes was fierce, for today, he was the most humiliated, and this grudge he would not let go of easily.

"Let's go!" Ling Xiao snorted coldly and walked away. The others followed, heading straight for the Imperial Palace, knowing that these were turbulent times, and no mistakes could be made.

…

At this moment, in the vast Imperial Palace, the guards were stringent, with many more personnel than before. When Liu Yan and the others arrived, they showed a hint of confusion, evidently sensing something unusual emanating from within the palace.

"Princess!" Just then, an old minister hurried over, looking rather urgent, his clothes torn, and his body covered in wounds. Moreover, his breath was shaky, causing a bad feeling to rise in Liu Yan's heart.

"Grandfather Liu, has something happened?" Liu Yan stepped forward, supporting Liu Xiang.

Liu Xiang did not have time to greet the Haotian Sect group and immediately said, "Princess, hurry to the rear hall, the Southern King..."

"What about my father and mother?" Liu Yan interrupted, and Liu Xiang replied, "The Southern King is forcing His Majesty to hand over the Heirloom Seal of the Realm. If you come any later, I'm afraid..."

"Let's go see!" The broken sword snorted coldly and stepped towards the rear hall, Liu Yan and the others following.

Swoosh swoosh swoosh~

As soon as they entered the palace, they were stopped by the guards. The lead general snorted, "The Imperial Palace is a crucial place, no unauthorized people allowed!"

"Insolence, the Princess has arrived, do you dare defy her?" The broken sword snorted coldly, releasing a fearsome aura. The Immortal Venerable's power descended instantly, pressing on the general, making his expression grievous.

"Rebels, execute them!" This time, the broken sword hesitated not at all. He was here to preserve the Cangye Kingdom, and if the Cangye Emperor died, he would have no good answer for the Celestial Emperor.

Wow!

In an instant, the broken sword's sword intent exploded, slashing directly at the general.

Pfft!

With a stroke, blood splattered, and the general was decapitated, crimson blood spilling forth.

Seeing this, the other guards dared not advance. Joking aside, the general in the Martial Immortal Peak Realm was slain with one stroke, so how could they fare?

"Go!" The broken sword snorted and strode towards the inner hall, Liu Yan quickening her pace, her concern for her father and mother's safety growing more urgent.

…

"How dare you deceive me?" In the rear hall, the Southern King grabbed the Cangye Emperor's collar with a heavy voice. The Cangye Emperor, gravely injured, had no strength to resist.

The Southern King looked down on the Cangye Emperor, continuing, "I agreed to let you talk alone with your daughter, yet you didn't keep your word. Hand over the Seal, and as I see it, you need no longer be the Cangye Emperor!"

Buzz!

With that, a gale rose as the Southern King lifted the Cangye Emperor's body, tossing it aside. The Emperor crashed into a bookshelf, and it shattered instantly.

Next, the Cangye Emperor's body fell upon a table, spewing blood uncontrollably.

"Zhentian!" The Empress cried, her figure moving to shield the Cangye Emperor, facing the Southern King with cold eyes, "You treacherous rebel, you'll meet no good end!"

"Treachery?"

"Hahaha~" The Southern King laughed wildly, saying, "The victor is king, the loser a villain. The throne belongs to the capable. Blame yourself for entrusting me with the military's power. Moreover, my son's extraordinary gifts are highly regarded by the Great Ming Immortal Sect. With their backing, the Cangye throne is mine for the taking!"