His Majesty Ling Lai's reaction was extremely fast.
As the katana in his hand shot out, he pressed his palm down and pushed Xiao Zheng out of the safe zone. Then, with a shake of his body, he split into three and charged at Zhao Qianjun, who was slashing at him.
When Xiao Zheng saw His Majesty Ling Lai risking his life to save him, his eyes turned red and boiling like magma.
Buzz!
With a sweep of his blade, he killed two ghosts who were blocking his way.
But in the blink of an eye, Xiao Zheng could no longer stop His Majesty Ling Lai, who was charging at him.
With a loud clang, Zhao Qianjun split the katana flying at him with his sword. The three figures grew larger in his eyes.
"You overestimate yourself!"
Zhao Qianjun's thin lips parted slightly as he uttered a sentence that was bone-chilling.
The person he wanted to kill tonight was His Majesty Ling Lai. As for Xiao Zheng, it was just a matter of convenience.
Now that His Majesty Ling Lai had taken the initiative to deliver himself, it was a heaven-sent opportunity.
Zhao Qianjun had already decided that once he succeeded, he would immediately leave the palace.
He knew that his superiors could not give him much time. If he continued wasting time, it would be difficult for him to escape.
In an instant, Zhao Qianjun was brimming with murderous intent. He swung his blade brazenly. With a domineering force, he tore through the air and destroyed His Majesty Ling Lai's clone. The cold glint of the blade was also swiftly slashing at His Majesty Ling Lai's face!
Seeing this, His Majesty Ling Lai was caught off guard. A lancet quietly appeared in his left hand. Once Zhao Qianjun's blade was used up, he would deliver a fatal blow!
"Ling Lai, retreat!"
Seeing that His Majesty Ling Lai was in a hopeless situation, Xiao Zheng's chest surged. With no time to think, the blade in his hand suddenly shot out and slashed at Zhao Qianjun. He exerted force on his feet, trying to rush forward and save His Majesty Ling Lai from danger.
However. It was too late!
Just as Zhao Qianjun bent his back to dodge Xiao Zheng's blade, a figure suddenly appeared in front of him. The blade in his hand also swept out.
What was supposed to be a slash to the head turned into a slash to the waist!
King Ling Lai had nowhere to run. He gathered the last of his strength in his legs. Just as the blade was about to slash at her, she leaped with all her might and avoided this fatal strike. She spun in the air like a fairy descending to the mortal world and thrust her willow-leaf saber at Zhao Qianjun's head!
Puchi!
His Majesty Ling Lai's slash was nimble and tricky. It did not split Zhao Qianjun's head open. He had merely cut Zhao Qianjun's left shoulder. It was so deep that one could not see the bones!
On the other hand, Her Majesty Ling Lai's attack did not succeed, and when she landed, she fell to the ground with a bang.
It wasn't that King Ling Lai's ability to control the air wasn't strong enough. It was just that when she leaped into the air, she managed to avoid the fatal attack on her waist. Her knees were shattered by a single slash!
At a speed visible to the naked eye, blood quickly soaked her trousers and oozed out!
"You're courting death!"
Zhao Qianjun leaped to his feet and slashed at the fallen King Ling Lai with a gloomy expression.
However, during this gap, Xiao Zheng had already rushed over. Without a saber in his hand, he grabbed with his bare hands!
Puchi!
Xiao Zheng grabbed the blade with one hand, but his resolute face was filled with an inextinguishable rage.
Zhao Qianjun's blade was restrained. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't pull it out of Xiao Zheng's grasp. When Xiao Zheng swung his Dragon Claw at him, he let go in shock and retreated to the side.
On the other hand, Xiao Zheng tossed the blade away. He lowered his gaze and looked at King Ling Lai, who was pale and limp on the ground, unable to get up no matter how hard he tried. His eyes were filled with … guilt!
His knees were destroyed.
A large pool of blood flowed out from his trousers.
Based on Xiao Zheng's experience, King Ling Lai would spend the rest of his life in a wheelchair. He would never be able to get up and walk again.
"You —" Xiao Zheng's mouth was full of bitterness, but his chest was filled with fury.
"It's what I should do," King Ling Lai said in a low voice. "It's what I want to do."
For Xiao Zheng, she would not only give up her legs, but even her life.
She had been scheming and deceiving her entire life. She was not like a human, and neither was she like a ghost. Only when she was with Xiao Zheng could she feel her own existence. Only when she was with him could she laugh from the bottom of her heart!
Xiao Zheng was enraged!
Fury attacked his heart!
He turned his head abruptly and stared at Zhao Qianjun like a ferocious tiger. "You shouldn't have hurt her."
"I shouldn't!"
Xiao Zheng roared. His left hand was like an iron fist, and his right hand was like a dragon's claw. He attacked Zhao Qianjun with the momentum of a tidal wave. Unarmed, Zhao Qianjun retaliated with an iron fist.
But at this moment, how could he resist the furious Xiao Zheng?
With just one punch, he was sent flying. He felt as if his finger bones had been broken.
"Slash!"
Xiao Zheng pulled out the blade that was stuck in the wall. Filled with killing intent, he swung his blade at Zhao Qianjun like a madman!
"Clang!"
Zhao Qianjun casually picked up the blade, but he could not withstand Xiao Zheng's powerful strike. Not only was the blade in his hand broken, but Xiao Zheng's blade had also cut into his left shoulder, so deep that the bone could be seen!
"Slash!"
Xiao Zheng pulled out the blade and swung it at Zhao Qianjun's face.
In his panic, Zhao Qianjun raised his right arm to block.
"Slash!"
With one slash, his entire arm was chopped off by Xiao Zheng. Blood spurted and splattered all over the ground.
"Go to hell!"
Xiao Zheng raised his blade and swung it, directly chopping off Zhao Qianjun's head!
At the same time, the few remaining Ghost Fiends fled into the distance in panic. But Xiao Zheng did not chase after them.
He knew that these evil spirits would not be able to leave Tokyo alive. No matter how one looked at it, someone would be willing to make them disappear for free. Even if they were backed by the Zhao Family, it would be meaningless.
After dealing with Zhao Qianjun, Xiao Zheng put away his blade and strode to King Ling Lai. Then, he picked him up by the waist and said in a low voice, "I'll take you to the hospital."
"There's no need," King Ling Lai said weakly. "My wound is heavy, but it's not fatal. There's a medical team in the palace. They'll treat me. "
"I want to treat your leg." A hint of guilt flashed across Xiao Zheng's pitch-black eyes.
If King Ling Lai had not stopped Zhao Qianjun at all costs at the last moment, would his knees have been chopped off? Or would —
Although Xiao Zheng said so, he was clear that King Ling Lai's legs were completely crippled!
"Boss Xiao. You and I both know that some wounds can't be cured. " King Ling Lai gently leaned on Xiao Zheng's chest. A strange look of satisfaction appeared on his pale and haggard face. "It's so good to be in your arms."
Xiao Zheng took a deep breath and said bitterly, "No matter what, we have to try."
"No need," King Ling Lai said softly. "This matter isn't over yet. Although my leg is broken, it's not over yet. Although my legs are broken, I'm still alive. "
"Next, I'll find the culprits behind the scenes one by one. The first one is my little Imperial Uncle. "
King Ling Lai was listless, but her pitch-black eyes were full of determination.
She survived. Even if she was crippled. However, her skills, her connections, and her power would not disappear into thin air just because her legs were crippled.
Because she was the Mikado, not the little Prince!
The Mikado's bloodbath was about to begin!
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