Ex-Wife is a Big Villainess
Chapter 571 - 286: Ex-Wife Appears, Wedding Shock, Qingchen Turns Dark_6

Chapter 571: Chapter 286: Ex-Wife Appears, Wedding Shock, Qingchen Turns Dark_6

Boom!

At the instant of their collision, a deafening roar erupted.

Zhao Wuxiu’s clothes tore apart as his hair flew wildly.

Countless tiny Sword Qi, like a fierce storm, raged down, leaving scars of varying depths across his body, with blood rapidly staining his physique red.

The building under Zhao Wuxiu’s feet collapsed, his form continued to plummet, and the ground cracked inch by inch, the fissures spread out like a spiderweb, eventually forming a vast pit.

Those watching from a distance were utterly shocked by the scene.

The Sword Demon was universally acknowledged as the top swordsman in the world, and this was beyond question. But in terms of overall strength, no one believed he ranked in the top three, some even thought he wouldn’t withstand a single move from Zhao Wuxiu.

Yet at this moment, everyone witnessed what the strength of the world’s number one swordsman truly entailed.

Elsewhere, imperial guards and Jianghu folk who sought to fish in troubled waters and capture Qu Hongling were blocked by Jiang Shouzhong who emerged.

The man pulled out the Zodiac Map, releasing the Cow Demon.

In a rampaging charge, several people were killed.

Having regained consciousness, Qu Hongling also swung the "Phoenix Slaying" flying sword, killing enemies.

"Jiang!"

The girl seized the opportunity to rush to the man’s side.

While brandishing her long sword, she gleefully said, "I knew it was you, I thought you and Ye were dead, I was sad for so long, Jiang, how did you escape..."

Facing the girl’s incessant queries, Jiang Shouzhong kept a cold face and did not speak, focusing on repelling enemies.

"Jiang, why aren’t you talking?"

"Jiang, how did you become so powerful, before you—"

"Shut up!"

Jiang Shouzhong wrapped his arm around the girl’s slender waist, avoiding a lethal flying sword, and sternly stared at the long-haired elder ahead, angrily barking at the girl, "Can you focus!"

The long-haired elder was a high-ranking officer of the inner guards.

Feeling the strange yet familiar embrace of the man, Qu Hongling was slightly dazed, gazing idiotically at the man’s cheek.

At this moment, she felt like she was dreaming.

A dream she never dared to hope for.

The danger didn’t matter to her at all.

The girl instinctively reached out to touch the man’s cheek, seeking that sense of reality, but Jiang Shouzhong pushed her away.

Thump!

Jiang Shouzhong grunted, his Seven Kills Blade humming.

The long-haired elder, who had struck with his palm, laughed, "Jiang Mo, I’ve actually been watching you for a long time. That you could achieve such cultivation truly exceeded my expectations."

"Jiang!"

Watching the injured man, Qu Hongling’s eyes reddened, she charged toward the long-haired elder without hesitation, like a red streak of lightning.

The Phoenix Slaying Sword revealed a phoenix phantom.

The long-haired elder initially looked down on it, but just then, the Dragon Slaying Sword, worn by Jiang Shouzhong, seemed to resonate, elongating on its own to be grasped in the man’s hand.

Neither Jiang Shouzhong nor Qu Hongling anticipated this turn of events.

Dragon and Phoenix Slaying Swords were always a pair.

Together, the swords streaked through the air, intertwining lights that echoed throughout, sending chills down one’s spine with the sonorous song of dragons and phoenixes.

The sudden display of Sword Intent caused the long-haired elder’s face to drastically change, caught off guard.

Despite swiftly mobilizing all his strength to resist, in this brief clash, the elder still couldn’t fully evade it.

An arm flew up amidst the sword light, blood spurting everywhere.

The high-ranking officer screamed in agony.

He hurriedly pressed several points on his shoulder to stop the gushing blood, both shocked and furious, and yelled at the surrounding guards, "All of you, attack, kill them!"

Suddenly, another dainty figure appeared.

It was Li Nanshuang wielding a wide, hefty blade, leaping in front of Jiang Shouzhong and shouting, "Whoever dares to bully my braised noodles, I’ll chop them to death!"

Jiang Shouzhong’s expression changed: "Boss, this has nothing to do with you..."

"Shut up!"

Li Nanshuang glared at Qu Hongling, gripping her blade handle, "I told you last night, it doesn’t matter whether you like me or not, it’s enough that I like you!"

Jiang Shouzhong stood there stunned.

The young girl brandished a broadsword and charged toward the internal guards coming to kill her.

...

The battle elsewhere was still intense.

When the dust settled, Zhao Wuxiu, in tattered clothes, stood in the bottom of a deep pit, his eyes emitting a sharp brilliance.

"I gave you one sword stroke, now I, Zhao Wuxiu, will test the mettle of your Sword Demon!"

Zhao Wuxiu soared into the sky, a fist thundering towards Yan Changqing.

Yan Changqing pinched a sword technique with his right hand and smiled lightly,

"This second sword of mine is named ’Weighty’. Once, a swordsman, wielding a broken sword, dueled with me. Before his death, he gifted me that broken sword. This broken sword has accumulated my five years of Sword Intent."

Swish!

A rusty and mottled broken sword burst forth from the ground.

Its appearance was utterly different from the previous sword; there was no dazzling light, no wild roar, not even an overwhelming might that swept everything away...

Rather, it carried the calm and restraint that came with the sediment of time.

It was like an aged swordsman, who had silently honed his skill through the vicissitudes of time, and finally chose this moment to draw his sword.

The old sword stays silent in the deep valley.

Silence fell between heaven and earth, all things became still.

Zhao Wuxiu’s expression grew solemn; the ground beneath his feet burst open, sending ripples outwards.

With his punch, a boundless Yuan Qi surged within this realm, like the tumultuous waves of a vast ocean, gathering into an unstoppable torrent.

Another collision ensued.

The surrounding houses were as if ravaged by a tornado, left in utter ruin.

Zhao Wuxiu staggered back, crashing through successive walls.

The Imperial experts behind him, intending to come to his aid, were blown away, some even crushed into mush by the Sword Qi.

Yan Changqing pressed his fist to his lips, coughing a few times, with crimson blood incessantly flowing from between his fingers.

He looked down at the blood on his hands and sighed softly.

"What a pity."

Yan Changqing uncorked the wooden stopper from his wine flask, smelled the aroma of the wine, and watching Zhao Wuxiu coming at him, he laughed, "My third sword—"

But Yan Changqing didn’t finish his sentence when suddenly an explosion sounded from afar.

It was from the direction of Huailan Lake.

Yan Changqing furrowed his brows and looked in that direction, vaguely seeing a giant Buddha figure descending from the sky and landing in the lake.

Yan Changqing’s expression slightly changed.

He looked at Zhao Wuxiu and said coldly, "I never thought that Zhao Wuxiu, known as the first under the heavens, would engage in such schemes."

Zhao Wuxiu halted his steps, glanced at Huailan Lake, and shook his head, "I didn’t know they intended to kill the nine-tailed fox demon. If you want to go and save someone, I will not stop you."

Yan Changqing’s gaze shifted to Jiang Shouzhong and the others in distress, and with a movement, he threw the wine flask in his hand.

"Jiang Mo, to Zhenxuan Mountain!"

The wine flask transformed into a blazing white sword shadow.

That sword shadow, seeming to have a life of its own, tightly enveloped Jiang Shouzhong, Qu Hongling, and Li Nanshuang.

The power of the Yin Yang River Map within Jiang Shouzhong began to operate.

Under the stress of operation, his body oozed blood, and he clenched his teeth in bitter endurance.

Then, a powerful force burst from the sword shadow, like an arrow shot from the bowstring, carrying the three of them abruptly up into the air and speeding off towards an unknown destination.

Those who came to intercept were entirely eradicated by the vast Sword Qi.

Even the envoy of the Left, attempting an intercept, was directly torn apart into two halves, scattering a shower of blood mist.

Once they broke free of the encirclement, the Yin and Yang swords inside Jiang Shouzhong left his body and coalesced into a black-and-white interwoven longsword.

"I borrow your sword once again."

Yan Changqing grasped the Yin Yang River Map Sword and rushed toward Huailan Lake.

"Slash!"

Yan Changqing swung his sword.

A thread, both fine and long, of Sword Qi swept out, then split into two, and two into four... instantly forming a dense sword net.

The sword net fell into the waters of the lake.

The Buddha figure that had just been suppressing everything shattered into pieces, with the golden light dissipating.

The monks of Wuchan Temple tried to stop him, but the next moment, the golden Buddhas in the temple began to shatter one after another, turning into piles of powder.

"Those who block Yan Changqing, die!"

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