AWB Chapter 458 I, Wei Jinyao, have always been low-key, you can just commit suicide
Chapter 458 I, Wei Jinyao, have always been low-key, you can just commit suicide
The clouds in the sky dispersed, and the sky became clear as a mirror. The enchanting figure in purple was like the purple sun hanging high in the sky, illuminating half of the sky, beautiful and bright.
"!"
The Peacock King narrowed his eyes, unable to tell whether he was an enemy or a friend. He stood still and decided to wait and see. He was unwilling to lose to the Saint of Southern Border today. Perhaps this purple-clothed woman would be a variable.
"This is……"
Tushan Shiyu was also caught off guard. She frowned slightly and looked up into the air.
In mid-air, a woman dressed in purple slowly stepped down. The pressure emanating from her body alone caused the top of Tianlin Mountain to shake violently. Everyone could clearly feel that the spiritual energy between heaven and earth was in turmoil.
The Grand Master fought for a while and had already taken off his disguise. His gorgeous, noble and domineering face, his skin as white as ice and snow, his eyebrows and eyes were full of rebelliousness, and his red lips, like crabapple petals, were slightly raised, revealing an aura that looked down on the world.
"This is impossible……"
Ji Mengli cried out softly, her face suddenly changing color. As an elder of the Black Water Sect, she had been battling wits and courage with the Great Zhou court for many years, so she naturally knew what the important officials of the court looked like.
Princess of the Great Zhou Dynasty and Lord of the Demon Suppression Bureau, Wei Jinyao!
Ji Mengli was not surprised by the Grand Master's unparalleled appearance, but she was surprised why the Grand Master was here.
Although Southern Xinjiang is a small country affiliated with the Great Zhou, it is far away after all, and her plan with King Yong is very secretive. The Peacock King wants to fish in troubled waters purely because of that stupid donkey King Yong. Why is Wei Jinyao here?
Seeing victory in sight, Ji Mengli was unwilling to accept the appearance of the Grand Master, and a hint of viciousness appeared in her eyes.
The Grand Master was in a good mood. She moved lightly, slowly descended from the sky, and praised:
"Meng... No, it's Her Highness the Saint. I didn't expect you to have such talent."
"..."
Ji Mengli felt like there was something stuck in her throat and she couldn't describe the feeling in her heart.
Just now she was confident of victory and gave a victory speech to the Peacock King, verbally insulting Peacock Mountain. But the situation changed drastically in the blink of an eye. The arrival of Wei Jinyao made her entire plan fail.
This psychological gap made it difficult for Ji Mengli to calm down.
Ji Mengli looked at the Grand Master vigilantly while spreading her spiritual sense. She had already guessed why the Grand Master appeared here. It must have something to do with Lu Zhan!
When she met Lu Zhan again in the Mirage Secret Realm, Ji Mengli just thought that Lu Zhan wanted to capture her and bring her to justice, but now it seems that she was careless. Lu Zhan came to Southern Xinjiang to gain insight into the situation in Southern Xinjiang and become an undercover lackey of Wei Jinyao!
The Black Water Sect was destroyed because of Lu Zhan, and now the political situation in Southern Xinjiang is also due to Lu Zhan. Ji Mengli was furious, but she did not lose face. She raised her eyebrows slightly and smiled softly:
"I didn't expect that our meeting again would be in this situation..."
The chief minister spread his hands and said, "Isn't this a good situation? You have already tasted the joy of victory, so it is reasonable for you to taste the taste of failure again."
Ji Mengli pretended to be calm and sneered: "I am the Saint of Southern Border and the only remaining bloodline of the Southern Border royal family. You can't touch me."
The Grand Master raised his eyebrows slightly: "The Saintess of Southern Border, is she very powerful?"
"..."
Ji Mengli was speechless. If it was any other official of the Great Zhou Dynasty, she could certainly make use of her status to solve the current predicament, but the person who came was Wei Jinyao.
Wei Jinyao is the most evil person in the court of the Great Zhou Dynasty.
There was no point in trying to reason with her.
Ji Mengli's mind raced as she pondered the current situation. She had just taken control of the battle, but Wei Jinyao's calmness meant that the situation had been reversed again.
The only chance now is to wait for the royal reinforcements to arrive. Even if it is a vassal state of the Great Zhou, Nanjiang has the right to speak and will be able to save her, the saint.
She was afraid that Wei Jinyao would not play by the rules and would kill her, the high and mighty Saint of Southern Xinjiang, before the reinforcements arrived.
"..."
Ji Mengli considered for a moment, still trying to maintain her saintly attitude.
"This is an internal affair of Southern Xinjiang, and there is no need for the Great Zhou to intervene. This Lord and the Peacock King can naturally handle these minor matters. You are of noble status, so you should go back first."
For now, it is better to transfer the firepower to the Peacock King. Otherwise, Ji Mengli will not have the confidence even if she uses the Hand of God.
The Grand Master naturally understood that Ji Mengli was trying to divert the blame, but she didn't care about these schemes. After all, they were all going to die, so it made no difference who died first or later.
The Grand Master smiled slightly, his phoenix eyes swept across the pavilion, and finally landed on the Peacock King, and said in surprise:
"Is this Lao Deng the Peacock King? He doesn't look very good, and he's full of himself. Doesn't he exercise regularly?"
"!"
The Peacock King was furious and crushed the teacup into ashes. Since he was born, no one had dared to talk to him like this. They were so bold.
After being humiliated by Ji Mengli first and then being humiliated by a strange woman, the Peacock King's chest heaved.
This woman is definitely not an expert from Southern Border. She should be a cultivator from Great Zhou. Judging from her arrogant and domineering attitude, she is at least an expert at the peak of the Wuwei realm.
How many people did that idiot King Yong tell his plan to? It would be fine if the Saint of Southern Xinjiang knew about it, but why did a third party get involved?
The Peacock King's thoughts were as fast as lightning. No matter who the opponent was, since the opponent was coming with such a fierce force, he could not show weakness at this time, so he said coldly:
"I have no grudge against you, why do you have to speak so rudely? It is really disrespectful!"
Such a master, but his quality and cultivation are so poor. The Peacock King showed sarcasm on his face. This behavior is really unbecoming of a master.
The Grand Master showed impatience, thinking that Peacock King was just as nagging as the dean of Luyun Academy. He was too lazy to argue with him. He just felt his palms itchy and said calmly:
"Choose one, either commit suicide or be killed by me."
"!"
Suicide, being killed...choose one?
When the Peacock King heard this, his figure suddenly became filled with evil spirit, and a dark aura as thick as fog. He took a posture to meet the enemy, but at the same time, he was shocked, aggrieved and angry in his heart.
After all, he is the king of Peacock Mountain and has an extremely noble status. How could the other party want to kill him without even any reason?
Aren’t you afraid of a counterattack from Peacock Mountain?
“I can see that you are not an ordinary person, but this is Southern Xinjiang. Even if you are a cultivator from the Great Zhou Dynasty, you must abide by the rules of Southern Xinjiang. Peacock Mountain has nothing to do with the Saint Girl. If you want to deal with the Saint Girl, don’t involve Peacock Mountain.”
In the opinion of the Peacock King, the Grand Lord had a grudge against the Saint of Southern Xinjiang, and the reason he suddenly attacked him was simply because he was afraid that he would help the Saint of Southern Xinjiang.
In that case, he made his position clear.
Unexpectedly, the noble woman in purple robes did not retreat after hearing this. Instead, she took two steps forward with an unhappy look on her face:
"You local gangs are so rude. Looks like I have to take action myself."
"?"
The Peacock King narrowed his eyes and frowned.
Although his words just now seemed domineering, they were actually giving the other party a way out. Unexpectedly, the other party not only refused to give up the way, but even went further.
The Peacock King exhaled, and a black magic knife condensed in his palm. Since the other party was ungrateful, there was no need for him to continue to be polite. The status of Peacock Mountain was not gained by talking, but by blood and bones.
Even if the disciples on the mountainside were controlled by someone, the Shura couple were by his side, so the Peacock King was confident that he could fight.
"Your Excellency, are you underestimating our Peacock Mountain? I am indeed a little old, but I am not unable to lift a sword. Since you want to fight, don't blame me for being rude!"
The Peacock King glanced at Lu Zhan. If he were here alone, he might be really scared, but with the company of the Shura couple, the Peacock King was full of fighting spirit.
It's time to stretch our muscles and let these despicable humans know the majesty of Peacock Mountain.
Lu Zhan looked calm and drank his tea slowly, but he was actually communicating with Tushan Shiyu through his spiritual consciousness.
Since his female boss had not revealed his identity, Lu Zhan went with the flow and confirmed with Tushan Shiyu that the two of them would proceed according to the original plan.
Although Tushan Shiyu was curious about the identity of the Grand Master, he knew that this was not the time to ask too many questions, and decided to continue cooperating with Lu Zhan.
"She's a master." Tushan Shiyu put down the teacup, his eyes narrowed slightly: "Can she be killed?"
The Peacock King had a cruel look on his face and sneered, "I know you two have long been thirsty for blood. You don't need to be patient now. No matter how powerful she is, I will kill her!"
The Grand Master curled her red lips slightly and sat lazily opposite the Peacock King, as if she didn't take him seriously.
"Kill her!"
The Peacock King rose up from the shore, the magic sword in his hand was filled with demonic energy, like a raging wave sweeping across the mountains. The surrounding peaks trembled slightly, the trees swayed in the green waves, and the whole mountain was like a boat in the sea, and it seemed that it would be torn into pieces by the power of the demon in the next moment.
At the same time, Lu Zhan and Tushan Shiyu suddenly jumped up, and a tremendous and powerful force suddenly burst out.
"!"
When the Peacock King sensed the power fluctuations between the two, his confidence immediately soared. The Shura couple was indeed worthy of their reputation. Such violent power was simply terrifying.
Coupled with his magic sword, it is enough to kill the ignorant woman in front of him.
The Peacock King smiled, but it only lasted for a moment before the smile in his eyes turned into anger.
The powerful Shura couple not only did not attack the purple-clothed woman, but instead attacked him in unison.
"Rumble--"
The powerful and terrifying palm wind slammed into the Peacock King's head. Under the two forces, the Peacock King's tall and strong body was like a crispy watermelon, and was suddenly hammered into a bloody mist.
Lu Zhan's face showed a cold expression. He clenched his fists and attacked the Peacock King's lower body. With overwhelming force, he smashed his body into pieces.
The air was filled with a bloody mist and a foul stench. Tushan Shiyu leaned down, his figure tumbling agilely, and his demonic energy condensed into black chains that grabbed the Peacock King's soul.
"?!"
Amid the huge roar, Ji Mengli was stunned, and felt that Lu Zhan and Tushan Shiyu's moves were very familiar.
If she remembered correctly, she had just used this trick in the ancestral temple to instantly kill her father, but... she killed the King of Southern Xinjiang out of hatred. Why did the Shura couple kill the Peacock King?
Could it be that he wants to seize power and usurp the throne?
Ji Mengli pursed her lips, too lazy to analyze the Shura couple's thoughts. She turned around and wanted to leave, but found that as soon as she tried to mobilize her true energy, her whole body felt like it was falling into an ice cave, unable to move.
"hiss……"
Ji Mengli took a breath and glanced at the Grand Master.
The chief steward was sitting in front of the stone table, drinking tea leisurely, looking calm and composed, without any sign of surprise.
Ji Mengli was shocked, and then looked at Lu Zhan's figure, with fear in her eyes: "Lu..."
Lu Zhan deliberately concealed his true energy fluctuations, and looked like a demon, so Ji Mengli did not recognize Lu Zhan's identity. But now seeing the reaction of the Grand Master, Ji Mengli realized the problem belatedly...
How can this be the Shura couple?
It's obviously that bastard Lu Zhan!
As for who that woman was... Ji Mengli no longer had the heart to guess. With Lu Zhan and Wei Jinyao gathered here, how could she escape?
"Boom boom boom..."
A violent fluctuation of true energy was heard, and the Peacock King's huge Yuanshen was ferocious and terrifying. He glared at Lu Zhan and said angrily: "Xiu Yuan, are you crazy?"
Lu Zhan's figure was as fast as the wind, and in the blink of an eye he was in front of the Peacock King's soul. He stretched out his hand and grasped the Peacock King in his hand, his expression calm and his voice light:
"The Peacock King who claims to be high and mighty is nothing but a chicken and a dog. It is meaningless."
"!"
The Peacock King struggled angrily, his murderous intent and rage reaching their limit, but no matter how he resisted, he could not break free from Lu Zhan's palm. His heart finally sank to the bottom, and he dared not speak any more, and roared loudly: